#and yes I'm aware it's likely just another facet of the DID but like
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There's something so wild to me about going from a few consistent days of critical thinking, effectively using my time to make well researched posts, to today where my brain has more or less shut off to anything that isn't Pikmin or Pokemon and started refusing to think in big words anymore
#grah grah fancy words#how is it that I can still feel enough like me to remember it yet#feel so fucking detached from that calm composed demeanor#and yes I'm aware it's likely just another facet of the DID but like#hot damn does it feel wild at the same time lol
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nocturnal fears | beomgyu
beomgyu x gen!reader
୨୧ word count: 1k ୨୧ genre: fluff, some angst ୨୧ summary: practically a conversation with beomgyu, sitting on two swings at two in the morning. yeah, i don't know how to summarize this. ୨୧ n/a: english isn’t my first language. warning about text written with a dangerous amount of sleep and without any editing
"What the hell is the point of this?"
The nocturnal scenery around you was not as romantic as you would have expected from a foolish outing at two in the morning, the coherence of your thoughts was more and more consumed by your need to sleep, you felt dizzy after swinging on the swing for who knows how long and, for better or worse, Beomgyu was in one of those taciturn facets in which he conveyed to you the serenity and security of closing your eyes and not wanting to open them.
Your sleepy voice interrupted the soft humming coming from Beomgyu's throat. The boy tilted his head to look at you and curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
"You said you needed me." He explained in a soothing voice, as if it was the most logical reasoning and solved every last blank in your question. You let out a sigh that eventually turned into a laugh. Deep down it was no surprise either, this was Beomgyu with his spontaneous and generally inexplicable behavior.
"Beomgyu, yes, I say things like that all the time, you know that. Was it really necessary to meet at this time of night? You have to get up early tomorrow."
Beomgyu pursed his lips and shrugged. His body was ridiculously large compared to the swing, so he only had to lean forward a little to hug his legs. "Finding time to sleep isn't complicated," he whispered.
"And what is? Allowing me to fall asleep early?"
He didn't bother to answer. Instead, he sighed fondly and, after another long silence, said, "I just missed you tonight".
You bit the inside of your mouth when you heard that, but you couldn't stop the nervous laughter that escaped your mouth. "Beomgyu, you're a fool," you said and tapped his shoulder without much force. Beomgyu's smile widened when he heard you, and before you could move your hand away, he took your hand between his fingers and ran the warmth of his fingertips over your skin.
"I know," he reached out with his hand and grabbed the rope of your swing to pull you towards him, for a moment you thought he was going to kiss you, but all he did was look deeply into your eyes. "I know you never wanted to be on the swing at this hour," he said, and his voice couldn't have sounded more sincere. "I just... I was a little scared and wanted some of your protection."
You leaned your head into his and closed your eyes as the puff of his breath hit your lips. "Scared of what?"
"Scared of me, of you, of being yours, of not being yours," he confessed in a small whisper. "It's too much to take in, all these changes... We're growing up, and it scares me. You, my friends, even my parents, everyone around me seems to be adapting; easily or not, but they are doing it. I feel like I'm still in the same place, drifting, nothing pleases me, nothing makes me feel whole. I am afraid that the time will come when my dissatisfaction will separate us, that I will be left behind while you move forward and we will inevitably have to say goodbye”.
You took a few seconds to digest his words, unable to help but be moved by his sincerity and the tenderness in his voice. It never occurred to you that Beomgyu had those feelings. Although you knew of his sensitivity and attachment to small things, you had not been aware of those concerns until then.
"Beomgyu..." was the only thing you could say, you were not prepared for this conversation, let alone at this time of night and under the circumstances they were in: stupidly sitting on two swings that could barely support the weight of your bodies. "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere without you," you said before lifting an arm and wrapping it around his neck. You pulled him to you and let his head rest on your shoulder.
"That's why I came to you tonight." His hands traveled to your back to embrace you, as softly as his words, "because I can go all day without sleep, but I can't bear the thought of being away from you."
"Sweetheart..."
"I talk too much, I know," he laughed awkwardly. "But you're so perfect and I'm so fucked up. I want to be good for you, I want to see you walk proudly by my side. I don't want to let you down."
You sighed and took his chin to make his eyes look at you. The closeness of his face to yours, of his lips to yours, made you want to do nothing more than kiss him. He seemed to think the same. "Could you listen to me for a second?"
"Could you kiss me?"
You laughed and shook your head. "Listen to me first."
Beomgyu, without letting go of the swing rope, pressed his head a little against your shoulder and stretched up to kiss your neck. "I hear you." He murmured and leaned against you a little more, his hand resting on your stomach, right on the edge of your sweatshirt.
"Stop distracting me, I'm trying to say something intelligent, okay?" you groaned, though you couldn't sound serious enough. "I want to... I want to find the most useful way to convince you that I'm with you, that every step you take is a step I take, and if you back down, I'll back down with you. There is no way that growing up can separate us, because if I'm honest with you, the passage of time only makes me more certain that you are the man I want to walk beside."
A silence stretched between the two of you for a few seconds until Beomgyu broke it with a kiss, the contact of his lips against yours was brief and he released you almost immediately, hesitant, as if hesitating whether to speak or continue kissing you. His face became serious, but there was a smile in the back of his eyes, "Fuck, shut up or I'll propose to you right here".
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SR Vil Schoenheit - Playful Dress Vignette
"I was able to witness such a rare sight"
[Playful Land – Bazaar]
Puppet: Come By, Come And See! Would You Like A Playful Land Souvenir!?
Vil: …...
Vil: Well, I thought I would get some souvenirs for those back at school, but…
Vil: These accessories, medals, and mugs… aren't really gifts I would give others.
Vil: Oh, is this… a badge? It's small, I do like how prettily the gold shines.
Vil: This may be a perfect find. Could you wrap this up for me?
Puppet: Of Course!
Jade: Oh my, Vil-san. I thought you would be exploring the park, but have you turned to souvenir shopping already?
Vil: That's right. I spotted some lockers earlier, so I thought I would use those until we leave.
Jade: I hadn't noticed there were lockers available.
Jade: I planned on leaving souvenir shopping for later, but if that is the case, then I suppose it won't be a bother to shop for some now.
Vil: Well, if you weren't over here for souvenirs in the first place, why did you come this way?
Jade: Me? Something rather fascinating happened to have caught my eye…
Vil: Something fascinating?
Jade: Indeed, take a look at these.
Vil: These are… fashion accessories?
Jade: Yes. These are character hats, character headbands, and other various accessories that can be worn around the park.
Vil: A hat with fox ears, a scrunchie with a small cat figure attached to it…
Vil: There are even sunglasses with frames that look like a silhouette of a fox.
Vil: So, you like these kinds of character merchandise? That's actually rather surprising.
Jade: WELL, YES, ABSOLUTELY! Although, I haven't had much luck purchasing any since I left the Coral Sea.
Jade: Unfortunately, it's quite difficult to coordinate outfits with these kinds of poppy and cutesy merch…
Jade: I wonder if there is anyone out there who could suit such specialized character accessories.
Jade: If they did exist, I would love for them to show me how they'd wear it, but I'm sure that's easier said than done.
Jade: …That would be much too convenient, right?
Vil: You... I'm more than certain you are lying through your teeth when you say you like such cute merch.
Vil: Does this mean you've come all the way to this shop to try to get a rise out of me? What a charming personality you have.
Jade: Oh, my. A lie…? Nonsense. Please believe me, Vil-san.
Vil: I assume you're only here to try to see me struggle matching those accessories to my outfit.
Vil: Allow me to show you just how fundamentally flawed your scheme is.
Vil: After all, our knowledge and experience are nowhere near the same.
Vil: Well then, first… Ah, I'll start with the sunglasses.
Vil: My current outfit has a base black color, with a purple focus and red accents.
Vil: I do not want to upset the balance of these colors. With that in mind, I would choose this one.
Jade: Those sunglasses have such a vivid red frame… So you chose it based off your accent color instead of the base color.
Vil: Yes, of course. The face is the most prominent part of your body, so it would be a waste to frame it with a color as muted as my base color.
Vil: Next are the earrings. Since we don’t want it to clash with the sunglasses, here we would choose a subtle gold or white gold shimmer.
Vil: The scrunchie should be an eye-catching pink that doesn't take too much attention away from the sleeves.
Vil: I'd match the backpack to purple, and attach plenty of charms to it, within reason.
Jade: …Wonderful. Although you are decorated in character goods from head to toe, your refined presence still shines strong.
Vil: Naturally. Character goods like this are just another facet of fashion, so as long as you keep to the fundamentals, you can't go wrong.
Vil: Specifically, one must always be aware of the color balance. You cannot simply throw everything on without any thought.
Jade: I see, this has been a wonderful learning experience. I shouldn't expect anything less from someone like you.
Vil: Obviously. There isn't a fashion item in the world that I would not be able to put to good use.
Vil: …Or is that too much of a boast? Fufu.
Jade: This was astounding. By the way, may I…
Vil: No photos.
Jade: Ah, I see. That is a shame.
Vil: Well, I've finished choosing my souvenirs, so I'll be off. Goodbye, then.
Jade: …Yes, I'll see you later.
[Playful Land – Gentle Square]
Vil: Playful Land truly is large.
Vil: There's the Catch the Star wheel, an Undersea Walk… As well as a Brawl Bungalow.
Vil: I would love to visit every attraction I haven't been able to check out yet, but there may not be enough time.
Jade: Indeed. Taking into account what free time we have remaining, I would think we could perhaps look into 2 or 3 attractions.
Vil: I concur. That may be the case, especially considering the crowds.
Vil: …Also, Jade, I thought we sent our separate ways back at the bazaar. Why are you still following me?
Jade: I simply thought it would be more exciting to stick with you, Vil-san, than look around on my own. I have no ulterior motives.
Vil: …Honestly, I absolutely cannot believe that. Especially with how much of an innocent front you're displaying.
Vil: Well, no matter. I was just thinking about actually finding some activities to enjoy here at Playful Land.
Vil: And, well, you've an abundance in forethought, so you may not be a terrible companion.
Vil: If you absolutely must, you may join me.
Jade: Thank you very much.
Vil: There is a certain place I would like to go. Let's head there.
[Playful Land – Expedition Whale]
Vil: We've arrived.
Jade: This is…
Vil: Expedition Whale, the largest roller coaster in this amusement park.
Vil: Obviously, we cannot pass up the main attraction. Come, the line is over here.
Jade: Wait a moment, Vil-san. Why don't we visit the Brawl Bungalow first?
Vil: …Huh? Why? The roller coaster is right in front of us.
Vil: You want us to head towards the Brawl Bungalow from here, and then turn all the way around to come back here? I think that is a complete waste of time.
Jade: No, I… The line for the roller coaster is rather long, so I thought perhaps waiting for our turn may be a waste of our time.
Jade: If we use that potential waiting time to visit another attraction, perhaps we could be able to enjoy an additional one…
Vil: …Sigh.
Vil: You know, Jade. I'll only say this once. I gave you permission to "follow me if you must."
Vil: I never said you could direct me anywhere. I don't want there to be any misunderstandings.
Jade: Right, my apologies. Only, if we consider our limited time remaining…
Vil: Oh… And here I thought you would back off because I was a little sterner there. How odd.
Vil: I don't think you rather look to be that interested in the Brawl Bungalow, either. It's as if you are trying to avoid the roller coaster entirely.
Vil: I'm sure it absolutely isn't the case, but… Could it be that you're attempting to avoid the roller coaster because you're scared…?
Vil: That couldn't possibly be the case, right, Jade?
Jade: Of course not. To tell you the truth, I am simply worried for you, Vil-san.
Jade: It seems as though the roller coaster will splash us with water in the end…
Jade: I couldn't help but be concerned for your beautiful makeup. We wouldn't want it to run.
Vil: Mmhmm. If you say so. Uh-huh…
Vil: If my makeup runs, I just have to fix it.
Vil: Is that all you have? Come on, let's go.
Vil: Well, now… The coaster is about to move. Are you ready, Jade?
Jade: Ready? I'm not entirely sure what you mean… I am still fraught with worry for you, Vil-san.
Jade: I must at least be prepared to shield you, after all, in case your makeup runs.
Vil: You truly don't ever stop speaking. …But I wonder, how long will you be able to keep it up?
[clank, clank, clank…]
Vil: Look Jade, the view is breathtaking. We can see the whole of Playful Land.
Jade: Yes, truly… It is very high… And from this height, I assume we're about to…
[clank!!]
Jade: URK…!?
Vil: …Heh.
[RRRRRGGGGGGOOOOORRR!!]
[SPLASSSH!!]
Vil: Ahh, that was a superb thrill…!
Vil: Rollercoasters this long and thrilling are completely out of the ordinary.
Vil: But, I'm quite elated to have been able to experience such a one-of-a-kind attraction. On top of that…
Vil: I was able to witness such a rare sight: Jade, speechless.
Vil: I'm sure you tagged along, hoping to find some reason to rib me… I'm sorry it didn't work out for you.
Jade: …...
Jade: …Oh no, I am just the same as ever. That was a enjoyable coaster.
Jade: However, perhaps I would like to refrain from riding it for a little while…
Vil: Oh, have you recovered already? I guess I should at least commend your moxie.
Vil: We're moving on to the next attraction, Jade. I'm nowhere near satisfied yet.
Requested by @farfalla049.
#twisted wonderland#twst#vil schoenheit#jade leech#twst vil#twst jade#twst translation#twst stage in playful land
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What are your favorite tropes/motifs/themes to write when you write about Kate and Anthony? What are some constants that you think are imperative to stay true to their characters regardless of the AU?
I think your signatures/strengths include intimacy in a variety of forms, including smut in general, but specifically porn with feelings. I truly think authors like you are important in giving respect to the skill it takes to write good sexually explicit material. 99% of readers (at large, not in this community) are so dismissive of this facet of writing, especially in fan fiction, which we all know is massively disrespected by people who don't read it. As is romance writing in general. I'm rambling. Anyway.
Anyway, thanks for all the stories and for fielding so many questions here. I feel like after next week, the anticipated lack of Kate and Anthony screentime (at least during this first half) will see an uptick in interest in new Kanthony stories/headcanons/missing scenes from fans, and of course no writer is obligated to fill that demand, but I hope you and the many other talented writers here find some inspiration in what little of Lord and Lady Bridgerton we will see.
Also, writing grounded, flawed characters that remain likable but eventual find growth, often with the help of professional therapy. I LOVE seeing therapy come up in fictional narratives. We all need it. I wish it were more accessible in real life.
Lavishing Kate with the character building and time and attention her character deserves, the way the show didn't (and will no doubt continue not to).
Um... I have more, but struggling to articulate it at the moment.
Sorry for the rambling. I did intend just to answer those questions up top 🤦🏾♀️
(Also, Kate and Anthony being exhibitionists, haha. I love the different ways that pops up in your stories. These two, I swear.)
So many good questions here.
My favorite tropes/themes – that’s a hard one! Exhibitionism, absolutely – I just feel like canonically they’re the kind of people who get a thrill by tempting fate. Just right out on that gazebo where anyone could have caught them. 😂 I absolutely love writing dirty talk, I love an age gap, and I love playing with dom/sub dynamics (it seems fairly universally accepted that Kate and Anthony are both switches, and I find something so swoon-worthy about one of them willingly submitting to the other because they have full trust in them, and they communicate openly). Outside of smut tropes, I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort and bickering as an expression of sexual tension. Also miscommunication because they both have their Jump to Conclusions mats out at all times.
I think in every universe, Anthony is obsessed with Kate and Kate is at least a little reluctant to fall for him for one reason or another (mostly because he’s a sad little rich boi).
Unfortunately, yes, fanfiction does tend to be the butt of jokes. I hate when people use “it’s like fanfiction” to describe a poorly written piece of media – when I think that most people who read fanfiction can name dozens of stories that are better than the media they’re based on. And I think people realize how hard it is to write good smut when they read bad smut. 😂 I’ve seen some truly horrendous phrasing in smut.
Also agreed that professional therapy should be more accessible. I’m glad that the newer generations are speaking so openly about mental health, and the stigma continues to diminish. Therapy is healthcare, like anything else. And I think Anthony and/or Kate working through their issues with the help of therapy a) makes a lot of sense for their characters and their trauma and b) shows that they’re committed to being the healthiest versions of themselves for each other. (I have semi-recently become aware that a lot of people have had bad experiences with therapy, so this is not to diminish that! I personally have had good experiences but I understand that’s not a blanket statement for everyone.)
Fanfiction really gives you a wonderful opportunity to dig into the characters and flesh out lots of details about their backstories, in a way that TV shows aren’t usually able to do. I particularly like writing from Kate’s perspective because I relate to her so much, though it’s also very fun to write Anthony’s unhinged inner monologue!
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Hi Storm! I'm an army but I'm pretty ignorant about kpop in general, so I was wondering if it is my impression or BTS are less sexualized than other groups.
I stumbled upon some videos and reels about girl groups that were less 'reserved', so to speak, and I sadly thought it was because they were girls, but I saw recently male idols doing suggestive dances and being topless, interacting more with girl groups.
So, is it my impression or BTS was never particularly sexualized? I think about run bts and other videos in which exposed parts of their bodies are always censored through their BT21 counterparts lol. I don't mean to judge, I don't think it's inherently good or bad to show their body during work (performances, photoshoots etc): I think it's good that they do what they're most comfortable with, so I was wondering if they ever said something about this, if it is their choice or the company's policy, I don't know.
Thank you!
Hi! I too, am only ARMY and don't tend to follow other groups, their performances or their fandom as much. So I also, can't probably compare and contrast as well as some others. So this might be a better question for someone like @beautifulpersonpeach as they seem pretty knowledgeable about more generalized kpop topics from what I've seen. I also know their ask box is overwhelming at the moment. So while it might be better to send such a question to them for input, idk how fast of a response you could expect. Lol
In regards to being sexualized though, I guess it depends on what you mean by that. Because it depends on your definition or what facet of sexualization you are referring to here. Because are BTS members sexaulized by their fandom to an objectifying degree and to a point it can be kinda gross? Yes. And if you haven't seen that, then that's not a bad thing lol but there are essentially p*rn accounts on here and other apps where all they do is hard core thirst and more. Lol
If you are talking about showing skin, then yes, they've done that too! And you are correct in that they don't do it as much or as often as lots of other groups out there who do just perform shirtless, where BTS for the most part, mostly tease hints of skin. But there have been purposefully flashes, especially recently and throughout various choreos over the years
As for the censoring that happens, the staff members do that as a form of consent for the members. And its not something they always did. It's one thing for the members to show skin on stage or on purpose. They made that choice, they consented. And it's another for skin to be shown when jumping around and accidentally and when they wouldn't otherwise be aware to say "yes, I'm fine showing off my nipples right now" lol so I think that's great honestly.
JinMins choice
Jimin half asleep and therefore not necessarily consenting/choosing to be shirtless on the ITS cameras, so censored
And like I said, they didn't use to. Hobi waking up during AHL in 2014, they didn't censor
As for doing sensual dances, together or with others. Yeah, that's never been something they've done a lot of. Again, no idea whose choice that was. We know that they used to include a shirt lift in WAB pt 2 but that the members expressed discomfort with that and so they stopped and changed the choreo to a hip thrust. But we've never seen intentionally sexy choreo with other groups. And I'd like to think they have a choice in that matter as well too. But who knows. We did have jikook CHOOSE to dance to coming of age which was a sensual dance with sexual lyrics, but they did it fully clothed. I mean, we did have a few times with younger jihope doing some bumping and grinding type dances together too. Lol but always just playing around and never really as a performance. BTS DID a lot more fanservice in their younger years then they do now. And I think that's what plays into this too.
So who knows, but I do think they have say in this NOW at least and they chapter 2 is clearly bringing a more open and sensual bangtan around too. They are making it clear they are all grown and sexy. But idk if we will ever see them fanservice it up in a sexualized manner with another group/artist on stage in the way you were talking about. I don't think we will ever see sexualized fanservice from BTS like we've seen from other groups. Which no shame to them either. Either with each other or with an other group collab, i think the most we will get seducedion wise is showing skin. Lol at least, thats how it's been so far
I don't know if this is exactly what you were asking about, but I hope it helped at least a bit. Of if you want to clarify further, please feel free to come back. Thanks for the ask!!
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Try To Be Everything You Want?
While chopping vegetables yesterday I had a conversation pop into my head, in which the character said, "Try to be everything you want to be". Or was it just, "Be everything you want to be", or maybe "I want you to be everything you want to be". Anyway, the final conclusion was that I might try to see if I can be everything I want to be, if I feel able, if I feel like it. And at the time when I got that little conversation (which was a little more than just that), I felt so great. And as often happens when I get these messages, I was trembling and elated with energy. It's not a thing that I can describe with my logical mind. I don't believe one bit that I'm just getting worked up and making this elated, trembly energy happen by my own excitement. It's like I've been infused with something from the outside. The only thing I know to compare it to is perhaps some kind of mind-altering substance could make someone feel this way? But I've never had any such substance, only had caffeine or alcohol myself.
Anyway, the next day I remembered this and how powerful it felt and I wanted to remember it and carry it with me and see how to apply it to my life. But this morning it felt silly, cliche, vague, and I wondered, how did that feel like it could transform my life? But then I remembered, oh yeah, now I know why. It was because of how I felt at the time, what I was thinking about, that colored the whole message. What I want to be changes over time, but yesterday I wanted to be something, someone in particular, or rather, maybe, I wanted to be something for someone else. For the character. Yes now this sounds weird but it's not half as terrible as many real-life relationships. In fact, it's not terrible at all, unless you let it become an obsessive delusional thing. It's not anymore, thought it was once, for me. Now it's more like the weather, ever-changing, and I cannot hold on to it. That's why I so promptly forgot it, the next day. But I can remember it too if I choose to, and make it come true, or at least, truer.
When I work towards dreams it's like going on a voyage and not knowing where I will arrive, what I'll find, how far I will go and if I'll have to turn back. That's part of what makes it so exciting and so free. The expectations are all off. The possibilities are all available if I can seize them and make them my own. But the reality is clear and humble and aware before my eyes. That makes it more inspiring because it's the present moment, beginner's mind sort of thing. Where even the most ridiculous failure can feel full of life and vibrant senses.
So now that I know what I want to be, I can hold on to walking into that dream until the voyage, weather or landscape makes it impossible to hold on to the dream and then I'll adapt to shift to make room for the next dream that will arrive, and it will. Another exhilarating thing about all these dreams and characters is that I never know what's next and it's so full of variety and surprise. I feel like if my whole life just went down a spiral, I could find a dream to fit that too. And so failure has a whole new meaning. I can come to terms with the fact that so little is guaranteed, no it's more extreme than that sounds. It's that so little is even possible or likely or visible as for how on earth I could even begin to think of or reach for or hope for it. The likelihood of failure is so immense and multi-faceted when it comes to my dreams and even just my hopes to cope very well into the future in my life, that's how dark it is for me. But coping well is a relative idea. That's my saving grace, plus the many miraculous transformations that make me hope in something that seems far-fetched and fragile, ephemeral and unheard-of. For so many things like that I do so very much hope, and strike out, and try.
There are so many things that could go so badly wrong and it's not like I can just bounce back. A domino effect could topple my whole life and even still, I feel like some dream could save it. That is how humble and sublime these dreams are. Like religion claims to let you lean upon God if all else fails, and not need earthly comforts or safety, except I've been there, done that with religion and I can't fully dive into any belief system, only bits and pieces to make my own crazy quilt of beliefs and practices, with deep dives into several religions, so intense you'd be sure I was actually 5 different religions, if you saw and heard me talk, at different phases of time. But I don't fully believe any of them, cut out huge chunks of all of them. I'm closest to the Bahá'í faith since they say that they embrace all religions. But they also have some rules and exclusions that I simply cannot abide by.
I've done it again, rambled like I was trying to chat to some old friend on the telephone like I used to do, and go on and on about anything or nothing. I guess I'm trying to open the new line to this creative flow to this blog. But I don't know if I can ever pare it down to something more intentional and directed. That is what I hope for. If it turns out that it needs to be scatter-brained, chatter-brained like this, then so be it. I guess it still might benefit me in a haphazard style, dropping things along the wayside, for them to rot away in the weather, too tired and far gone to turn back and try to find all the things I lost along the way, much of the time. And yet, you can live your life that way, just like you can blog or think or plan that way too.
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In a way, yes! If we assume Ford has DID (and that has to remain only an assumption on my part, I am not a qualified psychologist), Bowling Pin ford and the other sides are all internal visualizations of archetypes, just like Cassie. (I think Bulb Bob is a little bit different but that's another paragraph). We're aware that Cassie's mind is run by the librarian, but you'll notice she doesn't look physically different in the real world, because Cassie's mind is run by the archetype -a troubled but healthy-enough brain. Conversely, Ford (here assumed to have DID) has different identities running different facets of his mind. I think that Ford isn't teleporting, but instead has multiple archetypes doing rote tasks he doesn't have to focus on, and that is what Raz is meeting. He puts the door on the bowling alley attendant Ford, he gets the bowling alley archetype's segment of Ford's mind. Likewise the barber Ford. When we access Agent Ford (here assumed to be the physical 'original' body of Ford) we see the shattered mind, something like a roadmap to the other ford Archetypes, which are off doing other things.
I think there's some support to this, given that we've seen Janitor and Cook ford at the campsite, but those aren't present here or represented among Ford's fractured mind, because he didn't need those archetypes at the Motherlobe, so those identities either went dormant, or took on other jobs, with their mindscapes changing to match their archetype. The physical Archetype entity, from a very practiced agent, therefore manifests as a completely normal-looking Ford Cruller in a specific uniform who behaves in a slightly unhinged way (Both because it's a separate identity, and more importantly because Physical Ford is using a significant part of his brain to keep three archetypes doing normal-people things at the same time).
Regarding Bulb Bob, I suspect that's less an archetype, and more a metaphorical interpretation of the self, which could have precedence (Bonita Solliel strikes me as a metaphorical interpretation of the self, though there's no proof of that). I think Bob has a very low opinion of himself and prefers most plants to humans, so interpreting himself as a bulb with no ability to move of his own free will (trapped by addiction/depression) and that might be the reason for it. Or I'm wrong and it is an archetype he's using as a coping mechanism for the fact that Raz is tinkering with his mind, some entity that he can pawn his frustrations off of.
Regarding Milla, I think if she (or Sasha for that matter) wanted to make a fully-formed archetype, they probably could; but Milla's first attempts probably looked like one of the dancers in her mindscape, if I were to guess. c:
In Psychonauts, archetypes are visually shown as self-portraits of the original person. Their appearance is based off of three factors, the person they look like, what their purpose is, and how well the original can draw.
With that being said, if someone who knew origami were to summon an archetype, do y’all think it would be an origami of the person? Like it’s summoned as a giant piece of paper which folds itself into the shape of the person.
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One Touch
Summary: Young-woo can't focus around Jun-ho, so he offers her a solution.
Author's note: This turned out to be way longer than I originally intended, I had this thought after another insightful chat with @alderaanleia98 who has been so helpful for me as i explore different facets of Young woo. It's not originally what we discussed because I got inspired again a long the way, but hopefully it's still good. (Sorry to everyone who is waiting on me to update something, I'm just a little obsessed these days. Forgive me.)
On the surface not much changes after his long overdue confession, they still eat together at lunch thankfully she's back to telling him facts about whales and he's satisfied that she's all but forgotten about her unorthodox client.
There are no obvious alterations in either of their behavior but he can feel an awareness that was not present before. At first he thinks it's purely his imagination but it only takes a look to see that he's not creating scenarios, she's observing him too.
He watches intrigued as she gets flustered while taking about the humpback whale mating season, stuttering over her words in a way that he's certain he has never seen the capable attorney do before.
"For humpback whales courtship and breeding takes place exclusively in the warmer waters during winter months. Courtship may include a variety of behaviors, including patting with flippers, vocalizing but only the males, rubbing bodi--- I-ummm patting with flippers."
He pauses in the middle of his bite, pickled radish inches away from his mouth. He was used to Attorney Woo repeating the words of others, himself included but she hardly ever repeated herself or stumbled over her words.
He swallows hard. He's trying to be polite but it's hard to ignore the way her eyes rake over him-- first his hands, then his arms, sweeping up the span of both his limps with a raptured gaze and and finally the edge of his face before she cuts her sentence short and repeats.
Her eyes are.... heated. There is no other words for the manner she is looking at him, seemingly undressing him with her eyes unconsciously.
"Attorney Woo, are you okay? You look....flushed."
She jumps at his observation, looking alert and then panicked her cheeks redder than the fecal matter from her beloved whales.
Ugh what I am thinking at a time like this?
"I....I..... should wash my face. I will leave first." She steals another glance his way, that desperation still wild in those huge captivating eyes and he almost follows her, wanting her attention on him just a little bit longer. Wanting to tell her that she doesn't have to run, he feels it too.
But then she's gone. Retreating as he's grown too accustomed to, he's not even offended anymore because he knows that she's just overwhelmed and it's gratifying to know that he has played a part in her destruction.
He continues to eat thinking about what exactly made her react so.... teasingly. It's not intentional from her part but each time she flees from him he can't help thinking about what's on her mind, what was so dangerous that she had to leave so suddenly? What was she scared of that it drove her to run away from him?
Rubbing bodi---
That was where she had paused and reset.
Can I touch you just one time?
He had wanted to scream yes, put his body on a tray and have her freely use him as she pleased. But he also couldn't resist the urge to tease her back, to inch into her space and force her heart to thunder the way his did whenever it merely thought about her. It was only fair after all, he had been suffering from the moment he laid eyes on her that fateful day.
Did she feel what he felt, was this further proof? Did she like him so much that it made her feel sick inside too?
He liked that.
Yes, he liked that a lot.
He was the only one with that effect on her after all.
On the surface they are still litigator and attorney but inside he can feel that everything has changed, what they mean to each other has fundamentally shifted in a way that he admits he's struggling with too.
What came next?
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Nervous.
She stared at the flash card of her father's face before leaving for work, examining the emotion before accepting that it most accurately displayed how she'd feeling with Jun-ho ssi at lunch. The nerves racing through her veins made her break out into a cold sweat.
His confession confuses her, her brain not prepared for matters of the heart. It terrifies her, feeling out of control--lost at sea. Even talking about whales wasn't enough to keep her focused because he was distracting even while doing nothing.
She couldn't control the movement of her eyes. Couldn't control her heart racing as she imagined them as whales, would he vocalize his interest before rubbing their bodies together?
Woah. Woah.
Woah. Woah.
She mentally calms herself, rapidly fanning her face as the perverted images fill her mind.
There is no one for her to share this stress with, this wasn't something she was comfortable saying to Geurami or her father. This was...too personal and that's foreign because she's never had any problems that she couldn't tell them about. Never had anything that felt like it needed to be protected from outside forces, until now.
She never hears the staff room door opening, and then gently closing. The soft click of the lock turning, sequestering her away.
"Are you okay? You're breathing so fast."
She tries to recite the code of conduct in her mind but there are too many thoughts in there for once, she feels completely out of her depth. She takes a stuttering breath.
"Attorney Woo. It's okay. Just breath, don't think of anything but that."
His handsome concerned face fills her vision, hands hovering in indecision and without hesitation she steps into his space letting the hands land on her slightly shaking shoulders, his warmth immediately taking away some of her distress.
It's easier to breath. With his cologne flooding her senses and his warmth surrounding her like a thick blanket.
"You scared me. I couldn't find you. I sent you so many messages."
She left her phone in her office when she fled to escape her thoughts.
"I'm sorry I made you worry. I am fine now."
It's true, she doesn't even flinch as his thumbs start to rub against her in soothing circles. It's new, but not unwelcomed.
"Did something happen? Why were you hiding here?"
"You told me you liked me too and now I can't stop imagining you rubbing against my body."
He stares at her, his mouth falling open as strangled noises escape.
"Rubbing against your body?" His eyes travel down her body in a slow inspection that makes them both blush, too aware of their closeness.
"Yes. Like whales in mating season."
His jaw clenches but his hands on her body never tighten, still lax on her shoulders.
"Do you feel like a whale in mating season?"
She blushes looking away.
"I feel....hot. I can't control my heart beat or my thoughts. All I think about is..... Jun-ho ssi. Is this normal? Is this what it feels like to like someone? Do you....."
She can't finish her question, not with him staring at her so brazenly.
She itches to run away.
This is too uncomfortable.
She's not someone who is easy to like she knows that, she's not someone who can freely express herself and she has no experience with anything like this- she's never even had a crush. And nobody has ever liked her, she knows in the eyes of society she's not a romantic option. She's too much trouble. Maybe she shouldn--
"Yes. I do. I think about you all the time. I miss you before you leave and count the seconds until I can see you again. It's like that for me too."
A wide smile spreads across her face, the emotion instinctive and uncontrollable.
"That's a smile, all for me."
There are too many emotions on his face for her to pinpoint how he's feeling, and his eyes make deciphering even more difficult. They are too expressive.
"Jun-ho ssi?"
He steps closer, and her heart beats thumps accordingly. Her knees feel too weak for her to retreat so she's helpless in his hold.
"Yes?"
She takes a deep breath before steeling herself, peering up into his warm eyes. The eye contact terrifying but she finds she's unable to look away.
"Can I....touch you....just one time?"
She asks him again.
His eyes flash in remembrance and she's nervous that things will end just like that night. Him in shock and her running away. But she's determined to stay this time, to be brave just as Hairy had claimed her to be.
She feels as the weight of his hands are removed from her shoulders, and then watches as he takes a step back.
Was he turning her down? Disappointment bubbles in the pit of her belly.
But then he opens his arms in a clear invitation, while smiling tenderly at her.
"Go ahead. Touch me."
Her breath hitches, and her head reels from the possibilities--where should she touch?
She glances at him from head to toe. He's beautiful all over.
"Wow." She whispers aloud and he looks flabbergasted albeit proud.
She makes the first move, inching forward with her hand raised--she brings it to his face, fingertips ghosting along his cheek and his jaw she can see the muscles in chin working but she lowers her hand ultimately, grazing past his neck which is long and thick she's momentarily distracted by the bop of his Adam's apple. It's tempting but still she keeps moving, over the solid ridge of his chest constricting beneath his thin tee shirt, his jacket discarded.
Her hand looks so small in comparison to his chest and it makes her warm inside.
She only briefly lingers beside his waist before blushing and aptly moving away from such a dangerous region, before the answer becomes obvious.
She glances at them longingly before returning her gaze to his eyes for another confirmation.
His face is red and tense, his broad chest rapidly raising and falling.
"Yes, please."
With his consent, she finally reached out to poke his arm. Her index finger lightly pushing at the skin, a vein protruding obscenely from the flesh. Absently she traces the meandering line of the vein following the curvature up, up until her finger is resting in the indent of his elbow. Then she slowly, descends unfurling another finger and stroking the skin with two digits.
His skin is smooth so her fingers easily glide over the skin. And she shares this fact.
His only response is a tightening of his jaw.
She continues to explore his arm, abandoning the veins to trace moles and beauty marks.
"You have many beauty marks. Maybe that is the reason your arm is so beautiful Jun-ho ssi?"
He lets out a deep huff of breath, "You are the beautiful one here."
She ignores the comment, returning her gaze to the object of her affection.
Unfurling the rest of her fingers, she slides her hand to the edge of his wrists pausing to take a large inhale of breath before grasping his hand, one finger at a time until her palm is curled around his much larger hand. She can feel his minor twitches but otherwise he doesn't move.
She's holding his hand.
It's so warm and soft.
She starts to giggle gleefully and his eyes are filled with questions as she looks up.
"This is my first time, holding a boy's hand."
Another twitch before he starts to grin brightly at her. He whispers something under his breath but it's too low and the only word she can make out is, "last".
Then he speaks louder, "It feels even better when the other person holds you too."
She considers it, them holding each other's hands. His palm against her palm. His fingers curled around her fingers.
The image makes her draw her hand back impulsively, retreating back to the safety of the unknown.
She brings her now freed hand up to her face, trying to the cool the burn of her cheeks.
That would be too much. She wasn't ready for that.
"Do you feel better now?"
Does she? Her heart is racing even faster than before and her skin feels too tight for her body.
But she can't deny that she's happy that she got to hold his hand. She still hasn't stopped smiling. Honestly her cheeks hurt.
"No. And yes."
He nods like he understands her convoluted response perfectly. 
"Then we should go home, I'll walk you out."
She nods moving past him, eager to get to the door. She runs ahead, grabbing the door knob thankful to get home and examine this encounter alone in her room.
But his deep voice stops her from twisting the metal knob.
"Oh and attorney Woo, you don't have to ask every time. You can do that again if you want. And I hope that one day I can return the favor. I want to touch you too."
He's speaking directly into her ear and this time she's not strong enough, she squeaks before opening the door and running away from him.
She misses his firm gaze trailing after her as she makes her necessary escape and his wistful smile as he strokes his tingling skin fondly.
"I could skip a shower tonight."
#extraordinary attorney woo#woo young woo#lee junho#things are heating up#thirsty whale couple#longing#and hands#had to woah woah myself honestly#eaw
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I feel very guilty for saying this as what I could handle reading was amazing and you should feel proud but, well, I think you misunderstood my request.
I was thinking Childe protects the reader and I'm doing so becomes a traitor, and then is cursed.
In other words I meant hurt/comfort, not angst.
Personally I can't really handle angst and had to stop after the mention of the reader's friends possibly dying, but you did good on it! It's just not really what I meant, and I'm sorry I wasn't clear.
oh it’s quite alright!! i got a little carried away while making the first version of your request, and i was actually really excited to try again!! i hope this is a bit more to your liking!
~ * ~ In Pursuit of Happiness
Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Angst, Hurt/Comfort Warnings: Body horror, slight gore, ice, allusions to injuries, crying
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The Tsaritsa’s halls were always cold. Bathed in bright light akin to crystal facets, the shining walls of marble played with one’s vision and casted flickering illusions across the rooms, submerging the palace under imaginary frozen waves. Citizens and Fatui alike look upon the snow-covered spires and smile in relief, reassured that their Archon’s power and rule will never be diminished, and outsiders shiver, desperately hoping that the god of Snezhnaya would never turn her power against them. The Tsaritsa’s halls were always cold, a cold Childe could never feel. To him, the ice and frost lining the floor glittered like the brightest stars, the permanence of it all keeping him warm on the most biting of days. His shoes tap merrily against the pavement as he navigates the winding corridors- left and right and up and down, occasionally backtracking or switching halls, all to receive his next assignment from Her Royal Highness. Having been summoned alone specifically, he couldn’t simply ignore her request. Then again, did he ever? The doors to the Tsaritsa’s meeting room loom menacingly before him, but Childe pushes them open without so much as a wayward glance. He’s been here before. There’s nothing to fear, only him and Her Royal Highness and her commands. And of course, the one rule. Kneel before the throne. Childe kneels, and suddenly he’s no longer Childe, but Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger, member of the Fatui and one of many right hands of the Tsaritsa. Her previous ideal, love, shone through in the way that she extended her hands to the helpless and gave them a home. Tartaglia bows and she tells him to rise and she smiles and it feels like home, a home away from the home he so sorely misses, a home away from his family. A home away from you, wherever you go. It’s a recent home, made only on his visit to Liyue, but a cherished one all the same. Her Royal Highness speaks amicably to him, and he basks in her presence- yes, he had done excellently on his previous mission, despite the slight mishap in the Golden House. Even if Signora was the one to present the Gnosis, Tartaglia did all the work, and he is acknowledged for that. Alas, the only gift the Tsaritsa has for him is another mission. Another mission? Tartaglia blinks. Normally he got at least a few days to plan and perhaps rest before his next assignment- although he never rested, only training to block out the infernal voices in his head. Her Highness smiles apologetically. Yes, this is a bit spontaneous- not even she was aware of it until just recently! But the mission was vitally important and quite simple; she had no doubt that he could complete and excel at his duties, and afterwards he would have ample time before his next task. Tartaglia nods, looking up, but not into her eyes. Never into her eyes. He’s ready, give him his mission. There’s ice in the Tsaritsa’s smile. “You’ve been distracted, haven’t you, my dear Harbinger? Find the distractor. Get rid of it.” Time stops as the Eleventh Harbinger’s blood seemingly freezes. He blinks, hoping for Her Highness to laugh and say it was a joke, against all odds, but her expression remains the same: serene, sweet, coldly smiling. She knows that he knows exactly what she means, who she means. You. You’re not part of the Fatui nor one of the Tsaritsa’s subjects. You’re a distractor from Tartaglia’s missions, nothing but an annoying fly. To her, you’re nothing but a bump in the road, and you should be the same to Tartaglia. But you’re you. He can’t, he doesn’t want to get rid of you. And she knows this, but he’ll do it anyway, because he’s a loyal Harbinger. Until he grits his teeth and says no. The Tsaritsa’s brows raise ever-so-slightly as he looks her dead in the eyes for the first time, and says no. No, he will not just “get rid of you”, not when you’ve settled in his heart like a warm secret to hold against the snowstorm. You’re like family to him… more than family! He adores you, every part of you, and he’s not letting the Fatui take all that makes you wonderful away by forcing him to put you six feet under the ground. His gaze is defiant, he’s made his choice. Her Royal Highness clicks her tongue. “So, a betrayal.” Her expression doesn’t even twitch as she waves her hand in Tartaglia’s direction. Something flickers in his vision, a chill running down his spine as the pressing silence surrounds both him and the staring Archon. Something cracks and shatters. Tartaglia doubles over, a shock of pain electrocuting his limbs, shards of false ice digging themselves into his skin. It’s familiar, he’s felt this before, the magic of cold and calculating stars furling around his body, but this time it’s different, mixed with the Cryo magic of the Tsaritsa. His bones snap and contort as he screams, voice drowning into a gurgled wail as his fingers reshape into talons and horns sprout from his head. It’s a shape he knows well, but now it’s heavier, permanent, as if it’s sticking and not coming off. He slumps to the ground, mind fuzzy and white around the edges- he can’t think, it hurts too much. Someone speaks, muffled, and his instincts jolt and shake the icy chill from his bones and he leaps to his feet, trying to tell materialized people to stay back, stay away, but all that leaves his maw-like mouth is a harrowing shriek. He’s going, he’s going- the floor is cold beneath his feet but the doors slam open and he’s out, he’s escaping to- to where? Somewhere without ice, with sun and grass and… you. He remembers you. You’re safe and warm, he remembers your smile and your laugh- will you remember him? He has so many names, how many again? He can’t remember, he’s tired… You… Think of you… Where are you…? In Liyue, of course, weeks later, surrounded by sunshine and stone as you tend to your chores. The garden needs weeding again, you really need to strike up a deal with a florist for some weedkiller! With an irritated huff you snap on your gloves, armed and ready to do some dirty work, which is just some digging and pulling out fragile little roots. The breeze ruffles your hair and you sigh, slightly melancholy, but for what you don’t know. Something weighs on you, poking your mind gently until you turn to confront it, only to find nothing there. Your gloves splotch with dirt and mud as you pull up plant after plant, flinging them behind you with all the annoyance and irritation that you’ve accumulated over the years. It’s the little things that help you get your anger out, really. The task has you so in its grasp that everything else in the world slips away, only you, your gloves, the soil, and those fiendish little roots. Something cries from beyond the trees. You flick your head as if shooing away a bug, but it sounds again. And again. And again, until you yank off your gloves and throw them to the ground, so annoyed that you don’t even think about being afraid. You rustle around in your house to find your weapon, determined to put whatever poor, suffering animal is making that noise out of its misery. The forest near your house is dense but not packed, and you slip between the trees with ease, following the sound of pained whimpering, footsteps light on the thin grass underfoot. There’s a faint wail to your left, and you push aside foliage with a sigh, ready to help an animal towards its next life with a heavy heart. You come face-to-face with a beast. Almost dropping your weapon out of shock, you jump back with a startled gasp, inching away as the creature raises its head. You can’t deal with this on your own- it’s an Abyssal monster, you need to get help- But it reaches towards you with such a pathetic whine that you stop, despite your mind screaming at you to run, run as fast as you can. You let the creature crawl towards you, its shoulders shaking with just the effort as the adrenaline in its veins wears off and it slumps into your lap. You raise your hands, only to lower them when the beast makes no move to harm you, petting its mane of ginger hair and the curious ring of fluff around its neck. It curls its limbs around you, shivering from an unseen chill as you attempt to support its considerable weight on your legs, shaking off the dew from the monster’s silent sobbing. He purrs as you thread your fingers through his hair. He didn’t even know this form could purr, this… Foul Legacy. He remembers, he remembers you, his home, and Childe. He is Childe. Perhaps more, but to you, and now to him, he is Childe. Your legs feel quite crushed as the beast weakly nudges its head into your stomach, whining softly at the sensation of you stroking its mask-like face. You shift, and the creature cries out and hooks its claws on the fabric of your sleeve- please don’t go, please don’t go! Quietly you shush it and settle back down, allowing it to lean into your touch further and look you directly in the eyes. Please be happy, I will be happy with you, it seems to say as Childe sinks back into the soft fabric of your clothes, injured and exhausted but reunited with you, his light against the icy cold. I remember, I remember now. I wanted to be happy with you. It was a dream to chase, and I paid the price, all in the pursuit of happiness.
#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#gi ajax#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#genshin childe#genshin tartaglia#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#foul legacy x reader#sfw#genshin sfw#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin angst#genshin hurt/comfort#hurt/comfort#guhahdshaha *dissolves into dust*#i feel like the ending is meehhhh but everything else seems alright#i hope this is a bit more comforting!! the uh other one yeah i went OVERBOARD with the angst#and all you masochists enjoyed it like oh my god#i think that's one of my if not THE most popular post#wow a LOT happened today#i legit got jumpscared because of something and was shaking for like an hour#anyways it late reblog tomorrow gnight#wifi writes#genshin fic
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writing request: Trucy Wright hears Apollo's ringtone and finds it cute (it's Lamirroir's theme)
Thank you for your request ✨
Being that I know who sent this anon, I feel comfortable mentioning that Lamiroir isn't a character I would exactly describe as my favourite. Her relationship to Apollo and Trucy as a mother is an element of AA4+ I don't enjoy. However – this might exactly be what makes this prompt interesting. I get to explore a facet of how Apollo and Trucy might feel about it, from my point of view, and think about ways in which I can make a part of the story I don't favour work positively for me.
Hopefully this'll be an enjoyable read to any AA fan, whether they like these characters most or not 👀
Fandom: Ace Attorney (AA4+) Characters: Apollo Justice, Trucy Wright
Sugar, Sugar... O that night, in your embrace... When you stole away the... nananaaah...
... "- Argh! My phone!" Unused to his own ring tone, Apollo was about to catch himself humming The Guitar's Serenade when he suddenly realises someone is calling him. Darting up from his seat, he looks all around the desk with an exaggeratedly panicked look on his face.
The desk is covered in files, stationary, and various knick knacks, and his cellphone does not stand out from the mess. Caught in the middle of re-re-reorganising his computer files, Apollo stands still for a few seconds while his ring tone continues to go off. "- Pffff..." He realises that this is nothing worth panicking over, but he should really calm down and get to finding his phone before it stops ringing. After letting out a long sigh, he widens his eyes to concentrate on every thing that's laid out in front of him...
Let's see... No... Not here... Not here either... How about... ... "- Hey Polly, what's this song?"
... "- Hey Po—HEEEEYY! POOOOLLLYYY! - AaaaAAAAAH! - Aaaah!" Finally noticing Trucy's presence, Apollo, who had been focusing on nothing but differentiating his cellphone from the mess on his desk, jumps a little too high, scaring her at the same time. "- Jeez Polly, what's your problem?! - What's your—What's yours?!" Red in the face, he starts to slap his hand all around his seat, without breaking eye contact with Mr. Wright's daughter. "- I don't have a problem, I'm just asking what's that song your phone is playing." Quickly bored of the pouty face she decided to pull, she reverts back to her usual calm, amused state. Apollo, however, is still on a mission. "- It's my ring tone, Trucy, and I'm looking for it! - Oh..." She stays silent for a few seconds at least, and the lawyer, taking the opportunity to stare at the desktop a bit more, doesn't notice her head slowly turning to the middle of the room. "- Just where did I put it?! - Uhmm..." After another, briefer pause, Trucy takes a short inspiration before asking: "- Your phone... You don't mean, the one's that ringing right now? On the couch? Just here? - ...What?" Oh no. It's that feeling yet again. The immediate embarrassment that overtakes him and makes him feel like he was just punched in the face. Apollo raises his head, much too aware that Trucy is probably right. "- Aaaaaand it's done ringing. - Aaarghhh..." The lawyer lets himself fall back butt first onto his seat. It's fine... It wasn't mean to be. "- Aren't you gonna..? - No. They'll call back. - Suuuure. Okay." Shrugging it off, Trucy takes a peek at the phone's screen before walking closer to the desk. "- So, are you gonna answer my question, now? - What question? - What's the song? Your ring tone, I mean. - Oh..." Accustomed to these blows to his ego, Apollo recovers quickly. Still, for some reason, he stares at the phone from a distance, for about a minute, in complete silence.
Thank God for Trucy's patience. "- You know it better than I do, don't you? - Well, it sounds familiar, but I can't place it. That's why I'm asking about it. - Ah. It's that song, from the concert with Lamiroir, uuuh... uuuuuhhh... - Oh! Ooooh! That's ri—The Guitar's Serenade! Yes! - Y-Yep, that's right." Is that what the song's called? "- Oooh, I love it! I didn't expect you to set it as your ring tone, Polly!" Unsure what to do with that information, Apollo nods without much enthusiasm. Now why did I do that, again? "- It's really... Hmm... Let's say, it's a bit more wholesome than what I would expect from you," she continues. "- What? What do you mean by that? I'm a very positive person— - Suuure... But you're bit more, hmm... Stre... Oh, uh, whatever! - Sorry..? - It's cute, really." He doesn't trust that giggle of hers. "- What's cute about it? - Hmm... Hmmmmmm..." Even he can tell she's hesitating to say something that might embarrass him. And with a smile, too. "- Hmmmmmmm... Well, it's a Gavinners' song. - That's no— - Co-written by Klavier Gavin himself, no less. - That is not why I picked it! - Reeaaally? - Really!" Once again, his face is becoming about as red as his suit. To be teased by a teenage girl at his place of work is—aaargh! The music that darned prosecutor puts out is ridiculous, and he does not care for it. "- Then what's the reason? - It's..!" ...It's somewhere inside his head, for sure. There must have been a reason he picked it... Uuuuh... "- Jeez, it's, uh... It's a popular song. Everyone and their grandmother uses it. - Oh Polly, that is not the reason you would do anything. - ...Touché." She's too smart, that girl. The actual reason was... Hmm... When was it even..? ...Hmm... It was... ... Oh. Pff. It's suddenly obvious again. Trucy's inquisitive attitude overwhelmed him as always, and he's now left to look odd as usual, when this decision had always just made sense. "- Right, uh... It's some sort of a keepsake, is all. - Of what? Or who? - Oh, c'mon. It's just a way to remember a client we helped. It's not every case that we're led to attend and repeatedly re-explore a musical performance. - Hmm, I see." Oddly enough, this answer satisfied the girl. She turns her back to Apollo and walks up to the couch again. "- I wonder," she goes on. "- Hmm? - There's something soothing about it. - The song..? Yes, I agree. - Lamiroir, she seems very... Personable. Her singing is engaging in that way. - That's true." As a performer herself, Trucy must be sensitive to this impression of another artist... ...Jeez, now that I thought that, I feel bad for complaining about the Gavinners' performances when she likes them.
"- I guess... If you were going to keep it as your ring tone, you're lucky your clients turned out to be a pair of good artists, aren't you? - Yeah... That's for sure."
He might not have decided to use it if that hadn't been the case, though... "- Oh!" Leaning against the couch, Trucy notices the screen of Apollo's phone turning on before it starts to ring again. Although set a bit loud, a pleasant melody resonates in the office.
She grabs the cellphone and reads the name on-screen. "- Kla-vier... - Ack..! Give it!" A newly overwhelmed Apollo messily stands up from his chair and runs in Trucy's direction. "- Teehee!" The magician is a very kind boss, thankfully, and hands it to him right away.
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"You didn't," he immediately and honestly responded when the god apologized for scaring him. Vitas had not been frightened, he had not been startled, he just did not approve of the sudden and unanticipated closer proximity of the deity. Vitas was--always--honest; it did not matter if the truth even painted him in a bad light, he did not care how others perceived him, if they liked him or not, none of that mattered to him. At all. And if this god considered himself a sweetheart and polite, that was not how Vitas saw him, because that was not how Arawn had initially presented himself. Too late to go back, unfortunately. They were both stuck with this impression for the rest of eternity.
Lovely to meet Vitas? Delighted to make his acquaintance? Ugh. These were the disgustingly fake courtesy phrases that people uttered on meeting new people because they wanted to be liked, not really meaning it--because Vitas was well aware he was an unpleasant person--he had been told MANY, many times throughout his life. He was a monster, hew knew this, and even other monsters weren't 'happy' to meet another monster. So this was all bullshit, just utter bullshit. To Vitas, Arawn was just trying to blow smoke up his ass because he wanted something and Vitas was having NONE of this behavior. To Vitas, Arawn had ulterior motives, because why the fuck else would he suddenly change his mind and talk to him like this? Why the hell would a fucking GOD apologize to a mere mortal? Even if Vitas WAS considered royalty among his own pantheon, it did not make sense to him that a god from another pantheon would attempt reparations with someone so far beneath him.
Finally, his gaze rose. While his blind eye remained mostly hidden behind a half veil of dark hair, his right eye was fixed in a stare directly at the Celtic God of the Otherworld. That midnight gaze had no emotion, no fear, no anger, no happiness, no life, an unnerving and infinite stare like that of a living doll that could see within and beyond the figure standing before him.
"No, we shall not," he responded with his flat baritone, his speech cold and somewhat mechanical, devoid of emotion. In his pocket, his fingers grazed the screen of his phone, unlocking it, and silently pressed a few icons without retrieving the device, without even looking, with scarcely even moving at all.
"We only have one chance to make a first impression and our first impression has been made. The mask you wear is still a facet of yourself that was worn by you in the moment. Because of your abrupt change, I find you unreliable and untrustworthy." His words were blunt, but delivered again upon an even and dry tone that sounded more robotic than like a living being. Did he just speak to a GOD so frankly? Yes. Did he care? No. He knew he was right.
"Whatever you are expecting from me with your change in behavior and apology, I will not give it to you. I'm tired. I'm going home," he announced quietly, abandoning the remainder of his exploration to continue another day, opting instead to just pivot on his toe and walk back the way he came.
The visceral reaction at his appearance and the abrupt jerk away also shook Arawn. He stumbled at the sudden reaction, but managed to steady himself. He steadied himself and straightened. "My apologies for that. I didn't intend to scare you like that," he started. The death God didn't read minds and what could be perceived as that was merely self reflection. The God considered himself a sweetheart and quite a polite man but sometimes, being polite was too boring and unfortunately, that was the poor boy had to deal with.
Of course, when he had initially stated that he would leave the other alone, a brief moment of thought caused him to realize that it was a rude way to leave things and a standoffish statement from him. He still wanted to maintain that reputation he had of the sweetheart death god with a horrible sweet tooth.
As the other calmed down and introduced himself as a son of Odin, Arawn nodded in acknowledgement. Ah, so he had been correct on his train of thought of the Norse pantheon with the way the other reacted to the cold. "I see. It's lovely to meet you, Vitas. I'm delighted to make your acquaintance. I do genuinely apologize for my really offhanded comment to send you off on your own. I am normally not like that. The winter weather just really gets to me and makes me even more irritable than normal," he stated, offering the other a sweet polite smile.
"Do you mind if I join you and show you around campus properly? There's been many changes that I implemented since I became the headmaster. Initially the headmaster was a really frivolous friend and the ...reason for the duck. I was just the English Literature Professor at the time," he stated. He offered the other a polite smile.
"Shall we?" he asked, stepping back on the main path. After all if Vitas was with him, then everything would be fine.
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I just have to get this off my chest after seeing some very disturbing posts about 9/11 floating around on my dash as well as some truly crude commentary. A lot probably won't agree with my sentiments but I feel like this needs to be said.
I've seen a lot of things on Tumblr in the past that maybe I consider to be in poor taste or don't agree with but I usually just scroll past, sometimes block for curating sake, but today is the first time I truly was shell-shocked. To see the memes and blasé jokes people are making about this day are just absolutely horrific and appalling.
I get that a lot of people on this site now may not remember what happened that day and only learned second hand through school or media or other people telling them. I get that a lot occurred after this that wasn't right which we definitely should be learning from. I also get that there is a lot of anti-American and anti-white sentiments going around currently, especially on this site.
But here's the thing:
Not only Americans died that day. Not only white people died that day. That's the thing about terrorists and what these hijackers did: they don't care about your skin color, your culture, your religious preference, your sexual orientation, your gender orientation, your age, your economic status, your personality, whether you support them or not, your political persuasion, your job, or any of it. Everyone is fair game to them. For crying out loud, look at what the Afghani people are currently going through and how the Taliban are treating their own country's people, women especially. If you think this is bad (which it truly is), have you seen how things went under their rule before 9/11 even happened? Do you know their terrifyingly violent and brutal history? Women had acid thrown in their faces if they didn't wear a full hijab. People were mutilated or executed if they didn't fall in line with the law of the Taliban. And this doesn't even begin to go into Al-Qaeda or Isis. But I'm not here to talk about that or delve into that topic too much.
My point in mentioning all of this is that white Americans weren't the only ones that were killed that day. People of all faiths, of all colors, of different countries, died that day, too. And the unity that is consistently discussed every 9/11 anniversary is in regards to us being aware of that fact, us mourning all of their losses together, and the collective desire to come together and help once the planes hit and after the towers collapsed.
So when people say "why am I supposed to cry over white Americans getting killed that day" think about that. Not only white Americans died that day. And regardless of their color, their nationality, their culture, their religion, etc. anyone dying is always sad. Whether it be a jetliner being used as a weapon that crashed into their floor or someone dying of cancer or someone being killed in a mudslide or someone dying in a car accident -- it is always sad. And empathy should always be shown in response, even if it doesn't impact you personally. Let's not forget these people have loved ones that got left behind, that are still here.
So when people say "if something knocks into a cow and knocks it over, I'm not expected to care, but if something knocks into a building and knocks it over, suddenly I'm supposed to care?" think about that. People aren't grieving two large pieces of steel architecture. People aren't saying "always remember those two towers". The WTC Towers were a symbol (yes, for American wealth, I get it) but became so much more of a multi-faceted powerful symbol after 9/11. The towers represent a way of life before 9/11 happened, but more importantly they represent the people lost that day, who were in the towers when they collapsed. For all of the first responders who were stuck on those floors still trying to help evacuate people to safety when the buildings finally gave. The two footprints and two blue lights aren't a symbol of American wealth or a naivete and simpler way of life pre-9/11 - they are a symbol of memorialization for that day. The Freedom Tower was erected to show that despite the loss of that day, we stood united (even if there seems to be more and more division these days). It's a message to the world that yes, destruction and death happened that day in NYC, but so did rebuilding and life carrying on. It's a symbol of strength, resilience, and unity - something that was everywhere you looked days after this event occurred. The two towers (aka NYC) may have gotten knocked down but the city got back up. They weren't kept down - that's the point of the Freedom Tower.
When people say "I don't understand, what is it that I shouldn't be forgetting since I can't remember it anyway" here is what we all should be remembering despite our age or our connection (or lack thereof) with this event:
2,997 innocent civilians died that day. Among them were 343 firefighters, 37 police officers, 23 Port Authority police officers, 8 EMS workers, and 4 other first responders. Also among them were 246 people on the four planes that crashed.
The passengers of United Flight 93 made a choice to fight back against the hijackers and saved lives that day by sacrificing their own.
Many children lost parents. Many parents lost children. Many brothers lost sisters, and many sisters lost brothers. Many spouses lost their significant others. Many lost friends, family, and loved ones.
For those who want a better connection to this day who didn't experience it and/or don't remember it, and for those others who are seriously lacking in empathy: yes, it was a highly publicized event due to the hundreds of cameras (including media outlets) watching that day, but if the horrific images aren't enough to garner some of your empathy, then there are plenty of other resources at your disposal. Documentaries like 9/11 by James Hanlon and the Naudet brothers, 102 Minutes That Changed America (which shows you not only all of the first-hand eyewitness accounts that day but also lets you hear 911 calls, radio transmissions between firefighters, and people's reactions to the event and each other who were there), 9/11 Firefighters (on Discovery Plus) and even more recently, 9/11: The Turning Point (on Netflix) which provides a 360 degree view of the events that led up to 9/11, 9/11 itself, and what came after, displaying all different viewpoints. You can read the 9/11 Commission Report or there are several books and memoirs out there like Wake-Up Call by Kristen Breitweiser, or even historical accounts in books, newspaper articles, and online. But most importantly, listen to people's stories. The ones who were there, the ones who saw it happen, the ones who ran in to help, the ones who lost loved ones. That is the most important part and the most powerful. On Hulu, ABC News ran segments of 9/11 Twenty Years Later, "Women Of Resilience" being especially powerful. It's hard not to feel a human connection to these stories or any kind of empathy.
For those who are making these jokes and memes, if you like shows like 9-1-1 and Chicago Fire, etc, imagine those first responder characters rushing into those buildings to save lives and losing theirs in the process. If you don't remember 9/11 or feel any connection or empathy, imagine hundreds of Bucks or Eddies or Bobbys or Hens or Chimneys dying that day as they worked to save so many. Sorry to be so blunt because I love those characters too, but do you get a little bit of the connection now? Do you feel any empathy? I'm not trying to equate real life heroes and sheroes with fictional characters of course, but if it helps you to understand a little better in some way, well...I'm throwing it out there.
I myself lived in the Tri-State area at the time of the attacks. I remember seeing the second plane seconds before it crashed into the second building. I remember the devastation I felt watching the first tower collapse knowing that a loved one was most likely inside and how hard I cried thinking he was dead. (thankfully, he had been late to work that day and he got out of the area before the towers came down) I remember the relief and gratefulness we all felt hearing from him to assure us that he was alive when he finally was able to get to a phone, stating he was covered in dust and ash from the buildings. I remember the panic and fear we all felt, thinking the world was ending and we were all going to die, that this was it, this was World War III, after it was confirmed that the Pentagon had also been hit and there was also a downed plane in Pennsylvania. I remember the grief another loved one suffered because she lost her entire floor (she had been out sick that day) and every single one of her co-workers. I remember the race to pick up children from school and get them home as soon as possible. I remember the rage that coursed through us seeing the footage of some people in certain countries celebrating the attacks in the streets, enjoying the deaths of so many Americans, a couple of these countries who lost citizens themselves in these attacks. I remember the camping out in front of the televisions night after night for a week straight afterwards, watching the news 24/7, worrying that there might be more attacks. I remember the feeling of sheer terror anytime a plane was heard overhead or seen appearing low enough in the sky that you could practically make out which airline it was for months afterwards. I remember seeing the lights the first time they were lit from our home. I remember feeling pure fear not only for what happened that day but also what came afterwards (not yet understanding that these weren't practitioners of Islam that did this but radical extremists who had literally hijacked the religion). I remember seeing the devastation at Ground Zero through a tear in the fabric over a fence as we walked through the city months afterwards. I remember not wanting to fly for years. I remember the anger I felt that our government had failed us due to political bs between agencies and countless others (which we found out especially when the 9/11 Commission Report came out) and that because of this horrific and absurd failure, thousands of innocent people had died. I remember seeing the crushed ladder truck, and the toy of the little girl who was on one of the planes at the 9/11 Memorial Museum and all of the pictures in that room that just floored me. (I also remember being pissed off that many were treating it as a selfie op where they were allowed to take pictures, completely missing the point of the museum's existence) But most of all, I remember feeling that life would never be the same for any of us ever again, and that the feeling of safety we had naively enjoyed on September 10, 2001 would never return.
But I also remember the compassion and unity we saw rising in the country after those attacks. I remember the gratitude for all of our first responders, those we lost that day and those who were still with us, actively working to recover those lost and to clear Ground Zero. I remember the feeling of collectiveness, that we all shared grief and showed support to one another in those days afterwards. I remember the fallen heroes and sheroes who ran into those buildings, who were off duty but raced from wherever they were that day to come and help. I remember The Man In the Red Bandana aka Welles Crowther (and many like him who worked to save others) who has become another important symbol of that day. I remember hearing all of the stories of people helping one another before and after the towers collapsed. I remember the good that this day represents. That while we may have seen some of the worst of humanity that day in the form of violence, death, weaponized airplanes, and devastation, we also saw the very best of humanity in the form of our first responders and people helping one another.
Look, did Islamophobia happen? Yes. Was it right? No, absolutely not. As I stated above, I myself feared the idea of the religion until I was educated by a friend of mine about the difference between the religion and extremism. This form of hijacking ideology can be seen in examples like the Westboro Baptist Church or even Hitler. Terrorists do not represent the true spirit of Islam no matter what the former tries to force people to believe. Just as the WBC is not the true spirit of Christianity, and so on and so forth. But even during the time I had feared the religion before gaining understanding and clarity, I never confronted or mistreated any practicing Muslim or Arab-American. Ever. I never posted hate or spewed vitriol against them. Just like with the current pandemic, I still cannot believe there are people out there attack Asian-Americans as if this whole thing is their fault. That's still mind boggling to me and it is absolutely 100% WRONG. It should not be happening. Same with Islamophobia. And it breaks my heart to read that many Arab-Americans and practicing Muslims still worry when this anniversary comes around that they may be attacked. It might not mean much, but I just want to say I am truly sorry for that and you have my full support. Always.
Did we go to war and was it just? Yes we did go to war. Was it just? Afghanistan? I need more information in order to have a fully-formed opinion but there are plenty who say yes and plenty who say no. Plenty who say we made things better over there (before we exited and the Taliban advanced) and plenty who say we didn't and only made it worse. I truly cannot say which assertion is correct and I think it would be narrow-minded and completely moronic (and possibly arrogant and presumptuous?) of me to speak on a subject I know so little about, one way or the other. Iraq? No, I don't think it was just and I honestly wish we could go back and do things differently.
But coming back to 9/11 and what this day means for so many, the people who died, the people who rushed headfirst into danger, the people who lost their loved ones. We saw incredible bravery, selflessness, and compassion for your fellow human that day despite what happened. We saw the strength within ourselves despite the fear and anger. We saw resilience. That is what the anniversary is meant to be a reminder of. The sacrifices, the loss, the courage, and the strength. Black, White, Gay, Straight, Christian, Muslim, Man, Woman, Young, Old -- it didn't matter. We all came together.
So regardless of whether it's the cool thing to do right now on this site (or elsewhere) to hate on America or 9/11 or white Americans or the anniversary itself on the very anniversary of these attacks, I ask that you please consider when posting these hurtful (and frankly harmful) words of hatred and vitriol such as referenced above that there are people out there who lost their loved ones on 9/11, that yes some of them may be on this very site and going through the 9/11 tag, and that some of them may have even lost a loved one in either war and are again on this site reading your words. Regardless of what you think or feel, please consider them and tag appropriately if you're going to post. Please consider that some of these people are currently losing their loved ones due to 9/11-related illnesses because of the cleanup at Ground Zero. Please consider that there are children who lost a parent or loved one, or who were orphaned that day (yes, they exist, we had some in our school district) who are also on this site reading your words. Basically, please just consider and be considerate. Please stop spreading hatred on a day that happened due to hatred; please stop perpetuating that cycle.
Like Martin Luther King Jr. said, "Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that."
TLDR: Love and light, my friends. Love and light. ✌️❤️
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Fiction and Real Life Go Hand In Hand
This blog goes out to all those pro-Sessrin fans out there who refuse to acknowledge the very real effects fiction can have on our world and vice versa. I highly encourage other Inuyasha fans who defend/enable these shippers to read this, as well. I assure you, by no means are my intentions here to stir up trouble. Honestly, I just want some good healthy discourse for once if that’s not too much to ask. If you do decide to engage, please be mindful of that and treat others with respect and I will do the same in return. All in all, the goal of this blog is to exercise my right to speak out and be critical about content I believe to have very potentially detrimental repercussions. I ask that you not attack me or insult me simply for stating an opinion. Thank you!
It’s like the title says, meaning fiction does matter. Where do you think we get ideas for all the stories we tell? Where do we draw inspiration from in the first place?
Real life, that's where! And yes, always with a touch of imagination! Long story short: fiction matters because real life does.
Allow me to elaborate.
Shippers of the Sesshomaru x Rin (Sessrin) pairing say it's not fair of us to throw around serious accusations or use certain deragatory terms that suggest such awful acts like child grooming or pedophilia because of the harmful implications. One of their reasonings being that some people IRL have actually lived through these traumas, so we shouldn't dare to assume they're comparable since one is just fiction and the other is not. But this isn’t about which is worse than the other, because they’re both super problematic. All we’re literally doing is making a link between grooming in real life and grooming in fiction. They mirror each other. Same issue; different mediums. We’re not undermining any one’s past experiences with grooming or the like, nor are we prioritizing fiction to diminish real life abuse. They’re both awful in numerous ways and that’s all we’re trying to say. In fact, if anything we’re attempting to demonstrate just how crucial this correlation is between them. In order to protect past victims and prevent future ones, we must remain vigiliant of the content we consume, and yes, sometimes that means we have to challenge it too. Just because it’s widely-viewed does not make it widely-accepted or well-received. It is paramount that we educate ourselves on how to be more critical of some of the harmful tropes and images that are still way too prevalent in mainstream media. Sexualizing young and pre-pubescent girls is way more normalized than some of us even realize. It’s sad but true that Sessrin is just one of many examples. I know it feels like society has failed us in a lot of ways, but it’s never too late to re-evaluate and re-learn better and more improved ways of viewing and processing information presented to us.
Our mission: Let’s not show our kids that grooming or any other form of abuse are acceptable if they may ever come to experience or encounter it themselves. Be it the real world or on screen. Deal?
There have been a number of occasions where real life victims do speak up against the Sessrin ship and express how extremely uncomfortable it makes them feel by what it represents. The problem is that it’s becoming more evident now that many of their fans will dismiss anything purely on the basis that we pose a threat to their ship and nothing more. What it comes down to is they have no real leg to stand on and cannot possibly top any of what we have to say so instead they simply disregard it. Our inconvenient truths don't fit into their ideal *cough* OOC *cough* narrative so they just choose to be willfully ignorant. It conflicts with their fantasy, so rather than present a sound argument of their own, they flat-out reject it and offer no plausible back-up behind their reasoning besides "I don't interpret it that way." GUYS, CHILD GROOMING IS NOT UP FOR INTERPRETATION.
Just because you so desperately want your ship to come true does not mean you can up and decide to redefine a word so that it caters to your stance. Remind yourself that these are complex AND objective terms that we have no right to fiddle with to serve our own selfish purposes. This is why we can conclude that there's no debate about Sesshomaru's actions towards Rin embodying child grooming.
I apologize if any of my words are triggering by the way, so please feel free to take a break and return later if that’s more suitable for you. it's just really important that everyone in this fandom comprehends the extent in which Sessrin going canon is catastrophic. And no, I'm not exaggerating; I'm simply speaking the truth. Shippers justifying these horrible acts- yes, even in fiction- is usually due to the stubborn refusal to hear us out. No offense to anyone (just stating facts), but more times than not antis like myself feel as if we’re talking to a brick wall when we interact with Sessrin peeps. They go in circles and never expand on their perspectives.
Just a head’s up: THIS GETS LONG. Stick with me. :p
Just look at their take on the Inukag vs. Sessrin relationships for example. This isn't a question of age gaps, this is a question of physical/emotional compatibility. Inukag are the same age mentally wise regardless of one being demon and the other not, whereas Sessrin is not and never will be, and yes, even once she's an adult. The thing is we have debunked this time and time again, because they’re not the same and therefore not comparable, but for some reason these fans won’t drop it. Nothing has changed in their argument, yet they’re persistent in bringing it up. I choose to not go into more detail, since like I said, you can find it around everywhere. I just wanted to touch upon it briefly to prove a point. Maybe it will come up again later in my blog though!
Where was I earlier? Right, child grooming! Haven't you guys realized that what you’re doing is precisely what child groomers do to make excuses or deny any grooming took place at all? (FYI: I’m not accusing you of being child groomers yourselves.) “They reciprocated so the feelings are mutual" is a typical groomer response, but of course it varies. More often than not, victims of grooming aren't even aware they've been groomed until much later. That's how manipulative groomers are that they can legitmately convince you that maybe you're wrong in questioning their motives. Perhaps in the victim’s mind that because one huge indicator of grooming never actually took place it technically cannot constitute as grooming. They start to doubt themselves even though their intuition is telling them something’s off. They should just ignore it then since it can’t possibly be grooming if that one particular thing never happened, right? Wrong, grooming isn’t strictly this or strictly that. It's much more complicated and multi-faceted. This is why the “but Sesshomaru left Rin in the village” point upsets me greatly. HE WAS STILL INVOLVED IN HER LIFE, Y’ALL.
On top of that, are you aware that this is the exact same kind of predatory mindset pedophiles use to describe their infatuation with children? They'll say things like, "I don't see them as an adult and a child. I see them as two people with a soul connection." Okay no joke, I wish I was lying, but that is literally a point one pro-sessrin fan on here recently used to defend this ship. It both astounds me and terrifies me that they don't see the glaring similarities they share in common with actual pedos.
Alright, I want to quickly return to what I was saying earlier about fiction's impact on real life. (Sorry, I’m a bit of a scatterbrain!)
The characters and their worlds in our stories that we dream up and bring to life are nothing short of awe-inspiring and magnificent if we so choose them to be. If it wasn't for our imaginations, stories like Inuyasha would have never come to exist. Fiction provides us an amazing outlet where we are given the opportunity to express ourselves and explore its infinite creative possibilities.
But strip away all the demons and magical components of this show we all love so dearly and what are we left with?
At the very core, Inuyasha is a story that's very reminiscent of the human experience: love, camaraderie, a sense of purpose, and much more!
So perhaps we got a full-fledged dog demon like Sesshomaru, but does that necessarily mean we can't relate to him or understand him simply because dog demons don't exist in the real world? Well, I hope that's not how you view it or else you're missing the whole point of why humans create stories to begin with. We create them to make better sense of and thus connect with the world we live in. And when you really think about it, our stories are just a celebration of life- both our struggles and our triumphs. Now I'm no philosophy professor, but I'm pretty sure they'd say I hit that nail right smack on the head. ;)
All shitty jokes aside, the whole reason I’m mentioning this specific example in the first place is because this recently came up with another Sessrin supporter. That supporter tried to defend the ship by stating that we aren't allowed to use Sesshomaru as an example to judge by since his kind don't exist in the real world.
Now if it isn't evident already, this "it's just fiction" argument is a popular go-to stance many Sessrin fans will resort to once they've run out of ideas and are metaphorically backed into a corner. The funny/sad thing is that they seem to sincerely believe this is strong enough evidence to defend their ship with, but per usual, they fail to see how hypocritical that would be. I’ll clarify soon down below.
Seriously, since when did we decide that fantasy- or any story genre for that matter- stopped reflecting the real world we live in? I mean, we humans are the ones writing these stories. Our human influence is bound to make an impact in some capacity. In fact, we want it to!
Obviously none of us have ever met a dog demon like Sesshomaru, because how could we? Let me tell ya, this is gaslighting at its finest! This is a fictional story with fantasy elements, so of course there will be beings and creatures in their world that don't exist in our own. Does that somehow translate to the fact that nothing from the story of Inuyasha can be applied to our own personal stories or that there aren't meaningful messages to be taught and learned?
So on the flipside, if they're not screaming at us "it's just fiction" for the hundred billionth time, then they are, believe it or not, doing the reverse and comparing it to real world history. One instance of this is how they tell us we're making a big deal about something that isn't real, but go right ahead and use the history of feudal Japan to support Sesshomaru's decision to court (aka GROOM) a young girl because that's how it was done back then. And so, your point being?? It wasn't right then just because it was legal, and it's most certainly not right now. This is how all of their arguments go by the way, where you'll constantly witness a cherry-picking approach. It's agonizing to endure contradiction after contradiction in their arguments filled with nothing but holes in their logic.
I'd just like to add that if we're overreacting to this fictional ship like they love to say we are then technically so are they. They tell us things like "grow up" or "nobody is telling you to keep watching," yet fail to realize they're reacting just as fervently as we are but just on the opposing side of the same damn argument. I find it interesting how they're as invested in this show but pretend they aren't then STILL have the audacity to say it's only us who care this much!? So thank you Sessrin shippers for further proving our point that fiction is more than capable of affecting reality and the people- YES, US- who reside in it.
It's insane that people act like pedophiles and other creeps don't enjoy entertainment too like the rest of us. Believe it or not, they look just like you and me most of the time. Yes, that means they can easily pass as a “regular guy” if they so wished to. My question to you is how do you think pedophiles will take it when they discover others- underage fans more specifically- who dig the same kinda media they get off to? Maybe not in the exact same way, mind you, but there's a thin line between them when you really think about it. I mean, what other explanation is there for why literal pedos on the internet have been known to sneak into pro-sessrin group chats here on Tumblr before? (Thankfully, they were later kicked.) I know that for a fact! It's almost as if the universe is trying to tell them something they refuse to listen to elsewhere. Hhmmm I wonder what that may be.
I imagine it’s possibly one of the hardest things to admit out loud and to themselves, but I can almost guarantee you that most of these Sessrin shippers who are victims of CSA and who still see no issue with Sessrin must be living with some sort of unresolved trauma caused by the very abuse they claimed to have undergone. It's been proven that victims who do not seek or properly receive the help and treatment they need in order to address and live with a traumatic experience such as this are more likely to perpetuate that very same abuse themselves in some way, shape or form. What if in this case fiction is enough for them, but who's to say it won’t eventually manifest itself in other more dire and far-reaching ways? It's not like we haven't seen this vicious cycle before, and I can promise you that Sessrin won't be the last. LET'S STOP NORMALIZING & GLORIFYING THE ROMANTIZATION & SEXUALIZATION OF CHILDREN. Fictional example: Usagi Drop. Need I say more? Real world example: Woody Allen. Again, need I say more?
Bottom line is that Sessrin shippers don't want us to think too critically about this ship of theirs, because if we dig too deep then they're forced to face the very troubling implications this pairing really stands for. Of course they'll never admit to them, because instead they rather double down and grasp at the same old straws as long as it means their precious ship is protected at all costs. Screw everyone else if that's what it takes, because they'll threaten to burn down legit buildings in real life if that ensures Sessrin goes canon! (True story, this happened on Twitter.) They’ll taunt and bully anyone who disagrees. Even if all you literally say is that you don’t like the ship, they’ll gang up on you. Tell them about your past experience with being groomed? They’ll laugh in your face. I wish I was kidding, but I assure you I am not. And they say we're ridiculous and taking this way too seriously? Yeah...
The typical behavior of a Sessrin shipper demonstrates an overly aggressive front since they're usually on defense mode anyway. They only want to ship their sick ship in peace in other words. But just because neo-nazis have a right to spew their bigoted ideology, doesn't mean we don't got the right to punch them! Freedom of speech doesn't equate to freedom from consequences. And Sessrin shippers wonder why they got so many haters. Just sayin'.
Their presence on other platforms like Twitter and Reddit are some examples of how delusional and unstable some Sessrin fans are capable of becoming. Even recently, an anon here on Tumblr sent Richard Ian Cox (English VA for Inuyasha) a totally uncalled for ask telling him that "sessrin is love and there's nothing he can do about it." (That's not verbatim, but if you're interested I'll link you to it.) It appears they discovered that he didn't like Sessrin based on how he had been replying to asks, and just for that reason alone they thought they had the right to harass him. For simply stating his opinion, y'all. They didn't even have the decency to show their face either. Talk about immature and cowardly!
Just yesterday (or was it the day before?) a fanatic Sessrin user on Tumblr- who’s also been known for hateful remarks on Twitter but those tweets have of course been deleted since then- went out of their way to not only lurk in a group chat they don’t belong to on here but to then proceed to harass a few of us in there. They had the guts to take screenshots from that group chat, tag us in posts on their page regarding what they read in there, and without our knowledge or permission went ahead and actually blogged them?? I mean, who calls out people behind their backs while they're just minding their own business?? It worries me how unhinged and out of touch with reality some Sessriners are. Not all of them, but a whole lot of them.
It seems all they are doing is looking for trouble, as they just can't stand how much we hate this ship. So it's more than okay if they love on their ship but it's not okay if we don't and we should just keep our mouths shut. But since when do Sessrin fans have authority over our opinions? Even if they were officially canon, nothing is ever gonna change our opinion. Now when they actually do decide to participate in discourse with antis, you'll see them fishing for excuses to bow out. How they normally go about this is by fabricating a way to blame us antis for their exiting a conversation as if we're being the irrational ones here.
There’s no denying that some antis can also be overly blunt or aggressive (nobody is saying we’re perfect here), but speaking for myself, I know I would never make such nasty comments about other fans and their personal lives. And honestly? It would make me feel like shit talking bad about someone I don't actually know. Nah, I won't stoop to that level or give haters that satisfaction. I may not attack them as people, but that doesn't mean I can't attack some of their messed up ideas that threaten to distort how we should or shouldn’t perceive certain dangerous situations and events. Seeing as how for me this is more than just a matter of opinion- it's a moral responsibility and even an obligation.
I know it's difficult to remain civil when things get heated and people start taking things personally- yet more proof that fiction impacts our lives- but that's the only way any of us will ever have constructive discussions about serious topics like this. Unfortunately, Sessrin shippers, from what I can tell, are incapable of engaging in real discourse for the most part. They may be vocal but that doesn't mean they can pack a punch. I’d really love to be proven wrong someday.
Okay, moving on! If they're not involved in some big-time gaslighting then they're using their infamous strawman argument approach.
Sessrin fans’ sole purpose isn't really to defend their ship, per se, but rather to deflect and antagonize. They like to mislead in order to shift the focus/blame onto their opponent or something else that's not related so that they can stray from the main point.
Take the drama CD for example. It's officially NOT considered canon, right? But that hasn't stopped many fans from referencing it anyway so let’s too consider it for a moment. The point is that they use its "existence" whenever convenient then deny it or downplay it whenever it’s not. So on one hand, it's plain as day that they celebrate it as proof of a romantic future for Sessrin. But then later once we point out to them that Sesshomaru is essentially confessing to Rin that he will wait for her until she's of age, they'll brush it off and quickly add that they didn't interpret the scene that way and leave it at that. I mean how else would you interpret it? And if it's not a proposal of sorts then why exactly are you bouncing off the walls about it to begin with?? If that's all it means is nothing then why are we even talking about this?! You see what I mean here??! And somehow we're the crazy ones?
Let me to be frank with you. If you haven’t listened to it already, this proposal he offered her sounded like a declaration of love in a multitude of ways, which is wildly inappropriate since Rin was only 12 at the time. Signifying that Sesshomaru was/is indeed grooming her. Well, that is if you choose to recognize the drama CD. Nevertheless, whether you do or not, I personally hate that this non-canon satire is even associated with the Inuyasha name to begin with. Ugh.
Intentional or not, Sesshomaru made a deliberate decision in that moment to tell a little girl- and not just any little girl mind you but a girl he's taken in under his care for a good year- that he would wait for her if she so chooses once she's old enough.
The issue is that it isn’t only age of consent we’re concerned about regarding this pairing. What Sessriners fail to see is that this grown male authority- her vassal, her guardian, her adoptive father, or whatever you wanna refer to him as- is basically making a move on this girl he had in his company for quite some time. There's no sugarcoating that. Us antis call it how it is, and I'm sure as fucking day other people who don't watch the show would most certainly agree that the Sesshomaru/Rin bond is filial. Set aside those rose-tinted glasses of yours, and going by everything we’ve been delivered in the manga and parts of the anime (and NOT the drama cd), there are literally no hints that indicate a blossoming romance between this adult male demon and this small human girl he’s taken under his wing. You can imagine them all you want if it pleases you, but that doesn’t mean they’re there. Adult!Rin is a figment of your imagination, nothing more. The idolization of this pairing is pretty disturbing seeing as all we have to go off of in canon is Child!Rin. There have only ever been sweet and innocent moments passed between the two, which is why I’m positive that an unbiased viewer or an outsider would state their dynamic resembled something akin to a father-daugther relationship. I would bet a shit ton of money on that, believe you me!
Rin's inhibitions are low because children are naturally naive and don't know any better. Remember, she adores and trust this man with all her heart, so why would she think any of this so-called grooming is not normal behavior. (I only say “so-called grooming” because I don’t think Sesshomaru bringing her gifts in the village has to be a romantic thing.) Or how would she ever be able to understand that she’s being taken advantage of if she has no previous experience with it? Maybe if she was present for that time Inuyasha and the gang scolded Miroku when they had learned that years previous he had supposedly proposed to this young girl in the village they were visiting, then Rin would. And he didn’t even assist in helping raise her but look at how they reacted! How is this any different than Sesshomaru hooking up with Rin later? It’s actually worse in Sessrin's case. Do you honestly believe that Inuyasha and the others would take kindly to this?
It's not uncommon and considered harmless for young children to have crushes on adults, after all, but the adults in these scenarios should never resort to using and abusing the position of power they held or continue to hold over this child for any reason whatsoever.
What I'm trying to get across here is that no matter how you spin it, Sessrin can NEVER be deemed a morally acceptable pairing. Like ship what you want, we're not saying you can't ship Sessrin. What we're saying is this:
STOP referring to their bond as "pure" and not expect backlash for your grossly inaccurate statements. Just admit it's toxic, because it's extremely harmful to many viewers- and not just victims- to pretend and suggest otherwise.
Please remind yourself of the very real canon fact that Rin traveled with Sesshomaru and they established a bond all while she was just a girl. Oh, and he saved her life too many times to count, not to mention brought her back from the dead TWICE. This is why I don't care much for your counter argument "that dynamics can change over time," because although that's true, like with everything in life there must be standards we adhere to. Exceptions to rules, if you will. Our own basic morals demand it.
For instance, it’s normal that some childhood friends begin to like each other as more than friends years down the road. Nothing wrong with that, because that's a natural and healthy occurrence. Now you cannot apply this to an adult and a child for obvious reasons, but what you also cannot do is apply this to an adult who met and knew another adult while they were still just a child. Why? Well, because it'd be like betraying and perverting that former child's view of you. They were never your equal because your established dynamic resembles that of one an adult posesses with a child even once they've grown up. Think about it this way: it's in the same bracket of family members or family friends who've watched you grow up and mature into an adult. Then later just because they're all grown up, does that mean that those children "are not off bounds" - that's quoting a Sessrin shipper by the way- to these certain family members and family friends?
If you're still struggling to grasp this, I urge you to take a moment (or all the time you need!) to really put yourself in that child's shoes and self-reflect. Would you truly be alright with a family friend you haven't seen in years (but sorely missed because they used to occasionally babysit you) just someday coming back into your life and then very inappropriately flirting with you or even making sexual advances on you? (Sorry for the run-on!) Or even worse, can you picture this happening to one of your own children??! Seriously, ask yourself that and sit with that for a while and really take it all in. It’s not fun, I know, but if that’s what it takes to help you finally understand then please try and practice more ways to utilize your self-awareness in the future. It’s for everyone’s benefit, not only yours, I promise! You'll also find it makes it tremendously easier to empathize with others.
I got news for those fans who don’t view Sesshomaru as a father figure to Rin. The title we give him doesn’t hold as much weight as a lot of us are making it out to be. Let’s try to be neutral here and stick to the hard facts, shall we?
*Sesshomaru is an adult male authority whose protection Rin is under*
*It’s safe to assume that Rin has grown attached to him and maybe even looks up to him*
*They care about each other and the other's well-being*
*He has has played a crucial part in her supervision and care for a significant period of time (yes, even if it’s just passing a message along to Jaken)*
Not so random anecdote: In an Inuyasha episode I recently revisited, Sesshomaru had just rescued Rin from Kohaku who had been possessed by Naraku and was ordered to kill Rin. Anyway, at the end of their scene you can hear Jaken ask out loud, “what should we do for dinner, Lord Sesshomaru?” And that’s about the most domestic thing I’ve ever heard come out of his mouth. They’re such a family dammit and nothing will ever change that!! <3
This is precisely why I could never in a million years view those past students of mine in a romantic light. I don't care how many years have passed, it's just not possible for me. Just the idea of pursuing a romantic and/or sexual relationship absolutely repels me.
Speaking as a former teacher, you don't need to be a parental figure who's around all the time in order to have great love and affection for a child. I would've done absolutely anything in my power to protect them even though they weren't my own. Then again, I did consider them my children in a way even if wasn't in a familial sense. Does that make my love for them any less unique? No, it's just different but not inferior. When you stop to think about, it really doesn't take as long as you may think to establish rapport with a person, particularly children. Connecting with a child is almost instant (but of course some are more receptive than others), and once you do make that special connection one can only make with a child, a strong and overwhelming need to guide and protect them kicks in almost automatically. The unconditional love an adult feels for a child is powerful and constant, and nothing should ever change that. As much as some of you really want to believe otherwise, that feeling doesn’t just go away because they turned 18. In your eyes, they’ll always be that kid.
I get it, sometimes when we escape into these fictional worlds of ours, it's difficult not to project our own wishes and desires onto certain characters. I don't blame fans for picturing themselves with Sesshomaru- I know I did haha- but never once did I self-insert myself as Rin. I know she's one of the biggest catalysts for his character growth- if not THE biggest- but how and why does that need to turn romantic? There are other antis who I have spoken with on this. They informed me that they used to live vicariously through Rin and ship them together, as well. As they got older, they later learned how weird and twisted this ship actually was. That's what's supposed to happen, y'all, you're supposed to grow out of that fixation.
Now take your mind out of the Inuyasha universe for a second and hypothetically (or not hypothetically if you have kids) answer me this: if and/or when you ever have a child, would you genuinely be comfortable with the idea of them dating and eventually marrying their father’s best friend who was also there to witness them grow up? Be honest please.
I highly doubt you would want that- or at least I hope not. You see, that's another MAJOR point I've made a few times already and yet you Sessrin shippers continue to avoid the question. It's pretty obvious it hasn't been rhetorical either. Ignorance is bliss?
Finally, I’d like to address one more point. It seems there is a HUGE misconception and I'd like to clear it up real quick. That is Sessrin shippers misinterpret one of the issues we have with this ship. They chalk up our complaints of Sessrin being canon (which is a LIE, nothing has been confirmed yet) to us just being salty because that somehow means our ships aren't or won’t be. I assure you, readers, other antis and I will attest that this ain't about dumb shipping wars, this is so much bigger than that!!!
I noticed recently that some Sessrin fans have even begun calling us Karens lolol like if anybody is a Karen it's them! This ain't about some mere difference in taste, this is very likely to have LONG-LASTING NEGATIVE EFFECTS. Sessrin going canon is a very harmful message to send viewers and children/teens especially. So if anything, it’s these shippers who are being the entitled ones here thinking that the fact we don’t support their ship is the worst thing in the world. NO, THE REAL PROBLEM IS CHILD GROOMING. GET OVER YOURSELF.
Out of nowhere, some of them even started assuming all us antis were white, which in their books is also equivalent to Karens or even white supremacists somehow?? Those aren't one in the same, but it's easy to make it appear that way when the US is currently tackling major systems of oppression and racial injustice. Because to them, all antis must be from over here. (Yes, I'm American. But no, I'm not white.) How else can anyone explain not shipping Sessrin, right?! Somehow they have it in their heads that ALL of Japan and surrounding places are super approving of this ship, and that everyone else isn’t because of their upbringing and “Western way of thinking.”
To give you an idea of what I mean, look back at what I talked about earlier with their incessant mention of Sessrin vs. Inukag. Because THIS is another popular example of how these shippers present their side and then ignore all the facts. Many fans have already proven how fucked up and inaccurate it is to label whole countries and cultures. It’s like they simply think mentioning it makes it count even though we’ve discredited their points over and over. Nah, you got to back it up with good reasons that support your side of the argument. That’s How To Have An Argument: 101. So at the end of the day, all they're actually achieving in doing is making dumb and entirely unrelated accusations based on nothing just to lead to deductions that are equally unfounded. Nothing at all is accomplished but more gaslighting and hurling of insults on their part = a complete waste of time for antis = an excuse for them to peace out early from the conversation & that’s what they wanted all along
We’ve reached the end (finally! sorry for all the rambling!), and I hope those of you who stayed till the end or read enough can take something positive out of this. As many Inuyasha fans are aware, there will be a livestream with the VAs for Sesshomaru and Rin coming out within the next few hours. We don’t have all the details yet, and afterwards we probably still won’t. I’m not just talking about Sessrin here but about the sequel in general. Whatever happens, please just remember to be kind to one another. If you don’t think you’re capable of doing that, then it’s best you vent and fume elsewhere. Easier said than done, I know, but just try. Throughout this blog, I admit there were moments where I got frustrated and took some jabs at Sessrin shippers. Please believe me when I say that I do not and would not ever wish any of you ill will.
Inuyasha was such a huge part of my childhood, and I’m not gonna lie, I’m anxious as hell that Sunrise will ruin one of the best things I loved about this show. So pardon me if my reactions are too visceral for your liking. haha Also, like the movies and the drama cd, this sequel is not in fact canon. Therefore, for those of you who disagree or who still plan to enjoy this new series, respect the fact that some of us fans will definitely “cancel” it if we feel that’s what we have to do to come to terms with it and move on. Fans have that right, after all. Why should we get on board with something if it’s so uncharacteristic of and unrecognizable from the original source material? If all this is some sort of cash grab of Sunrise’s doing, then count me out. I truly hope that this sequel turn outs being a lot more promising than a lot of us are expecting. I’m begging you, Sunrise, I wanna believe you’re better than this. Please and thank you!
By the way, if you’re interested, feel free to check out my two other blogs on this same subject. Click here and here. The last two screenshots do not come from something I’ve written myself. If you’d like to read more from where those came from, let me know and I’d be more than happy to send you the links. Okay, bye for now. Peace out and stay safe, everyone!
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Hfhdj hello!! I just wanna say ur blog seems rly nice and it's rly helpful, which is why i'm sendign this wah,, my best friend just figured out that he probably has did !! Ive met some of the alters in their system and I love them all,,, Ive been as supportive as I can but I was wondering if u had any advice on how to make sure they feel rly accepted and loved! Again ur blog is super nice aaaa have a good day !!
Aww this warms my heart 💜 I will start this by saying each system (and alter for that matter) is different and will have their own view on what supportive looks like!
That being said, we CAN tell you our experience or at least what we think supported/supportive, as well as some red flags to look out for that you may need to take a step back/the system is being toxic to you(because that can be true)
1. No alter is purely evil, they may act out but it’s because they’ve been hurt before in the past
🟥 An alter’s abuse should never be okay, and every other alter should take charge of whatever consequences may come of another alter’s bad behavior, no “it wasn’t me it was my alter!” See system responsibility
🔴 (for systems) it is your responsibility as a system to not abuse anyone else, not taking responsibility for your or another alter’s actions is being just as bad as the person who abused you. And yes, it is that serious.
2. Don’t willfully try and trigger out alters, if they tell you their triggers, even if the triggers are “positive” it’s still not a great experience for any alters involved.
2 1/2. Don’t ask the person who is fronting if someone else can front instead, it’s like showing up to a gathering and someone going “uh can you leave I wanted to see your sister instead” like no I’m here wtf)
3. Treat them as separate people, even though they look to you like facets of the host they are in their own sense people
4. Generally it’s a respectful thing to ask “who’s fronting?” (Don’t ask “who are you right now?”because, “I’m always me?” Is almost guaranteed to be the answer)
4 1/2. You may not always get a straightforward answer, sometimes switches take a long time and we can be a bit blendy, this doesn’t make their DID invalid.
5. NEVER ASK ABOUT WHAT THEIR TRAUMA WAS unless they tell you willingly, it’s private information and because of the DID chances are whoever you’re talking to doesn’t know the full story because...that’s how it works..?
6. Stay calm through switches. Sometimes they can take hours sometimes they can take minutes. Don’t try and rush them out of it because chances are you’ll make it worse. Don’t touch them unless you have gotten consent previously as it can be triggering, and don’t try to snap them out of their dissociation, just be patient with them.
6 1/2. When a new alter switches in depending on how good the system communication is (in your case if your friends is just finding out it’s probably not great as it takes a lot of work and time to get good communication) most likely the alter will be very disoriented and fearful. Best thing to do is pretend like a friend nervously just walked into the room, tell them that they’re in a safe place, introduce yourself, let them know what’s going on and where you are.
🟥 if they try to get you involved in innerworld/system drama, RUN. Taking sides with a persons different identities isn’t helpful, if they are asking for advice please direct them to a mental health professional. Anything else you do will result in worse communication between alter with the person and will put you on a bad side with a part of the system.
🔴(for systems) It’s toxic as someone with DID to try and rope someone into innerworld drama, it’s not their business and it’s going to hurt the relationship between you and them.
6 1/4. IF THEY TELL YOU SOME NEGATIVE TRIGGERS PLEASE TRY TO AVOID THEM AS BEST YOU CAN, pretty self explanatory, this is a disorder that has to be formed in trauma, and they can and probably will have a flashback which is a horrible situation for all parties involved. Just don’t do it.
7. Littles and teen alters are not adults pretending to be children and teenagers, they really have that mindset. Don’t expect them to act like an adult and treat them as though they are the age they present as
7 1/2. DO NOT EXPOSE TEEN ALTERS OR CHILD ALTERS TO ADULT CONTENT THEY ARE NOT ADULTS this should be a no brainer for most but it needs to be said just to be clear
8. I definitely recommend they seek professional treatment if they can, as close and supportive of a friend you may be, you cannot substitute the treatment of a trained professional. This will not only create a better foundation for system communication and healing and coping with living as a system. It can also create a concrete diagnosis and rule out any other potential factors and/or explain if there are any other comorbidities (BPD, MDD, Bipolar etc can be comorbid with DID but require different treatment than DID)
9. There is a lot of terminology out there for DID/OSDD. Check what the community uses but if they say they don’t like a certain word or phrase, don’t use it.
10. Finally BEING CLOSE TO SOMEONE WITH DID CAN BE EMOTIONALLY TAXING, BE AWARE OF HOW YOU YOURSELF ARE DOING. It’s okay that they are that way and it’s okay to step back and take a break. this is a person that’s been through a lot and is likely not in a stable place, it’s okay if you yourself need to take a step back and rejuvenate. As I love to say, “you cannot pour from an empty cup, fill your’s up first”
Take care of yourself first friend and you will be able to support so much better ❤️
This is all I can think of at the moment, I’m sure I’m missing a few things and other DID/OSDD systems feel free to add on if you guys have any other things you’d like this person to know
Hope it helps!
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Zeke is determinated to save his brother from the shackles of Grisha's poisonous influence. If Eren is refusing to go along with their dream the only reason is more than obvious: their wretched father has brainwashed him and only Zeke himself is able to free him of that burden. Only once he manages to undo the damage will the two of them stand together as brothers and put an end, once and for all, to the cursed fate of the eldian people.
Xaver stoods in his mind as Zeke's personal saviour. From his pov he was his real father: a father who listened and played with him, an adult with whom he felt safe and comfortable. The person who finally opened his eyes to the monstruos nature of his birth parents characters, and encouraged him to turned them over to the marlean authorities instead of joining them in utopia.
Zeke has never questioned his mentor's motives or the type of person he was. He only saw one side of him: the loving man who had his best interest in mind. To this day he never pondered over the fact that this very man basically turned him into the executioner of his own parents and how terrible is to put that burden on a child. How cruel and manipulative is to tell a seven years old that his own parents never loved him.
Claiming that Grisha has brainwashed and mistreat Eren as he did with Zeke himself all those years ago, refusing to even consider the possibility that he could have been a better parent to Eren, and not even listening to Eren's thoughts on the matter, he goes ahead and brings their foreheads together. To show his brother the truth.
But forcing your ideals and pov into another person is no different from what both his parents and Xaver did to him. So I have to ask: by using the FT powers to force his own convictions onto Eren, at the end, is he really that different from those he claims to loathe? Who is really trying to brainwash Eren at this point?
The brothers enter Grisha's memories and witness how this man interacted and raised his younger son.
This quest objetive is to reveal the true face of Grisha and all his wrongdoings. But along the way I can't help but wonder if what Zeke was really looking for, on an unconciouss level, was seeing their father again. Zeke was conditionated and encouraged by Xaver to hate and despise his father, but little Zeke loved him more than anything. He tried to put up with all the things he and Dina asked of him. Even when he thought those things were wrong and put him in danger, he did soldier on. What really brought him to a breaking point was not only his parents neglect, but the possiblity of all of them together being shipped off to paradise. For someone who to this day is still craving affection as a starved animal, I have no doubts that even if he convinced himself of hating him, a part of him is still that little boy who adored him. In order to move forward he had to believe his father was a monster.
When confronted with the reality that Grisha really seemed to care for his new wife and son, his bitterness and denial are palpable. He's jelous bc some part of him still wished he could have had something like that. Eren himself is going along this painful trip down memory lane, having to endure witnessing all those dear and simpler days with a deep sense of longing.
But no matter how hard he searchs, nothing seems to match Zeke's expectations. He's desesperatly trying to find the instances when Grisha acted as a selfish man who puts his own ideals ahead of the safety of his family. The months pass and all he can find are wholesome family moments. They get to see how Eren was clearly loved and doted upon, how his father spent countless hours playing with him, taking him on walks, witnessing his very first steps. The tranquil family dinners where no talk of politics or revolution ever graced the table.
Even then Zeke keeps searching for the devious facet that he knows must exit. Grisha infiltrated the walls to locate the FT and restaure the Eldian Empire. His new family is an accessory, just like his previous one.
Eren himself is done with this futile quest. Unlike Zeke, he knows the two sides of the story. He knows his father's faults, even believed for a time the worst of him when Rod Reiss triggered the memories of the chapel massacre. He has come to terms with the fact his father was a flawed man who payed dearly for his dreams and came to repent and love his new family in all the ways he couldn't with his former one. Eren knows all about his guilt, about his sins and regrets. About how much he cherished him and his mother, and how he never forgot about Dina and Zeke.
But what good does it do to argue with someone who's utterly convinced of his own truth? Trying to force his biased version on Eren is nonsense and Eren is very aware of this fact. Of course father is a demon, isn't that what you want to hear? We can move on and euthanize our own people next now that I know your true Zeke. What an evil man! Forcing your vission onto others without giving a damn about their own side of the story or experiences is such a wonderful and foolproof plan. Can't you see how the brainwashing is coming undone thanks to you showing me all these things? It's useless to try to talk with someone who doesn't listen.
But then both Eren and Zeke learned that they didn't even knew all there was to know about Grisha and how far he had evolved from his younger self.
He gave up on his old dream. He learned from his faults. When faced with the choice between his mission and his loved ones, this time he made the right choice. He was able to cast away his old self and previous mistakes and return to his family, finally deciding what was really more precious to him and clinging to this choice.
Humans change and grow. But without taking the time to sit down and listen to other people we are unable to trully grasp who they really are as persons. We allow our own missconceptions and prejudices to blind us to the facts. What Zeke is experiencing now is a total subversion of what he was convinced was an absolute fact. But in order to allow himself to consider this possiblity, he had to witness it with his own eyes. Ignorance itself is a formidable enemy after all. That is the brothers motto, but the only one living by those words was Eren.
All the doubts Zeke still harboured and his last sanity rope was the utter conviction that his father never loved him. Mister Xaver told him so. It has to be true. Even if he changed in regards to his other son, Grisha never cared for Zeke. He was nothing more to him than a tool, a royal blood vessel that would help him to make his dream come true. Grisha found happiness with his new family, merrily forgetting all about his past one and the hell he put them through. Listening to Grisha utter "I'm sorry, Zeke" has began to utterly shatter this view.
While Zeke was blabbing, Eren noted how his father still gazed and kept close his only memento of Dina and Zeke. He never forgot about them. How could he?
Kruger himself said that anyone can become a god or a devil, all it takes is for someone to believe in it. For Zeke and Rod Reiss Grisha Jaeger was a monster who gladly crushed children and anything that stood on his way. Marley and Willy Tybur convinced the whole world that Eren Jaeger is a demon hellbent on destroying everything in his path. We as readers were convinced that the Beast Titan was a devil who utterly lacked even an ounce of human compassion. Xaver appears to Zeke as a wonderful person; we as readers know better than to believe such a thing of someone who installed the idea in a child that his parents hated him and forced him to tarnish his hands with their blood. Just going by the flashes we saw this chapter about Grisha, an uninformed party would conclude that he was a good man with not a single fault to his name. To trully grasp others we need to get rid of our bias and missconceptions and learn to actually listen and see for ourselves what's true and what isn't. That has always been a theme in SnK. Zeke's journey isn't different.
Now both brothers experienced radically differnet sides of Grisha. Just bc he came to regret his previous actions and worked to better himself as a man, spouse and father doesn't mean all is forgiven. Zeke has the right to still resent him and the way he treated him. But he can only make that choice freely once he knows for certain all there is to his father's story. And the journey has only started.
I find intriguing how at the beginning it was Zeke who command the pace of their journey and kept selecting to continue. Now that his convictions have been shaken, and not Eren's, is Eren himself who seems to be in charge of the itinerary.
If inside paths realm the stronger mental will is the one who prevails, then the outcome of this little journey is very much on Eren's favour.
What's Zeke going to do? It's there a way to make him give up on his dream too? Or is he still fully convinced of the true of Xaver words? Memories of the previous shifter have a degree of influence on the current one. If Zeke can say with security that Eren was being controlled by their father, then how deep is the real hold of Xaver in all of this? Is this really only Zeke's dream? Xaver shared this dream with him when he still lived, and the two of them agreed to make it a reality. Even now he remains a dear person and highly respectable in Zeke's mind and heart. At the end I don't think it trully matters if his hold on Zeke is being reinforced by his memories living in him. The only one who can decide what to do is Zeke. Time may be infinite inside paths realm, but even so the clock is still ticking.
This chapter was monumental and has so many things to comment upon. I plan to do another post pondering over something I've been wondering for a long time: can shifters actually sense when someone down the line is witnessing/reviving some of their memories? Going by Frieda and Grisha this chapter, my tentative answer is yes. Hint: Grisha sees Zeke in front of him, but there was someone else behind Grisha who had the same view as him, and that someone would later be the vessel that holds all of Grisha's memories.
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Wurst in the old FM4 Studio
Photo by Lukas Lottersberger
"I am both Conchita and WURST."
By Daniela Derntl
https://fm4.orf.at/stories/2995448/
Songcontest winner Tom Neuwirth has on his new album "T.O.M. - Truth Over Magnitude quasi reinvented "as WURST. Instead of Conchita's glamorous diva ballads, evening gowns and wigs, there's now danceable electro-pop, vinyl, leather and sex. A conversation about the new record, self-discovery, the jurors activity on "Queen of Drags" and the upcoming tour.
FM4: Recently your new record "T.O.M. - Truth Over Magnitude "came out. And that's also your debut album for your new project WURST. The CD has been out for a few weeks. How were the reactions?
WURST: The reactions were very positive. I think I was the least nervous. Probably the people around me a little more, because you do not know if that happens or not. I was extremely pleased that what was happening was understood , and the music is also liked. I love this album, I can hear it up and down, which is not so obvious to me. I'm more of the category: I do not look and listen to my own stuff. But I love this album!
FM4: Which song is on Heavy Rotation right now?
WURST: Currently it's "Can’t Come Back" because I'm going to perform live soon, in a very special cast. And that's why I have to listen to it a bit, so I know the text. It's always a story with the text. Sometimes I like to improvise.
FM4: I also wanted to talk to you about this song anyway. Because it is interesting that you speak now also as WURST in dialect, and before as Conchita only spoke High German. Are there any other entrances when singing? Because in this just mentioned "Can’t Come Back", you also sound quite different, especially at the beginning of the song.
WURST: I sing so deeply, like never before, and that's actually not that easy. So to intonate is a challenge. But that's also a point of this album that I can really show my full range. And also show a bandwidth that I did not even know I had.
WURST about the start of the new project
FM4: When was it clear to you that Conchita could not go on like that - and you have to change. When was the starting signal for the new project?
WURST: The starting signal came after the decision that things could not go on like this. I think - quite banal - when I got up, and was no longer happy and had no mood for anything. I put that on for a few months, and I thought, yes, that will be all right. But it did not happen again. And then I dealt with myself. Then I also started talking therapy because I thought I could not go on alone, I seemed to need a new input somehow. That helped me a lot. And then I also really understood that I am responsible for my own life and I cannot fool around and say: They do not understand me. And they did not understand me. No! I did not understand it anymore and that's why I had to do something new.
FM4: What other insights have you got there, especially on the artistic path?
WURST: First and foremost, I looked closely at my ego and thought about how I go through the world and how to deal with people. Whether I'm really as fabulous as I think? And unfortunately we are not all! (laughs) We hurt people with our behaviour, and seeing and accepting that in its entirety has given me, I believe, this freedom boost to do something where nobody would have said, yes! Electropop! Great idea! And with that freedom it was ‘wurst’ (not important) for me. I did not care, I just had to do it, and then it all happened.
WURST about working with Eva Klampfer and Albin Janoska
FM4: So you had to go through a dark tunnel and then, together with songwriter Eva Klampfer aka Lylit and producer Albin Janoska, saw a light together at the end of the tunnel? Can one say that?
WURST: Definitely! I have wandered through many songwriting camps in recent years. Unsuccessful, because I'm not terribly talented when it comes to it. And then, by some coincidence, Severin Trogbacher, who plays the guitar in my band and is also my band leader, introduced me to Albin Janoska. And Albin says: Would you like to work with Eva? And I thought, that is not possible. You travel all over Europe to somehow write songs, and then they're all sitting there waiting.
FM4: Albin Janoska maybe known from Count Basic ...
WURST: He also produces Count Basic and son. You listen to the record, and understand what it's all about!
FM4: Eva Klampfer aka Lylit wrote the songs for you. And I've read - and I'm asking you now if that's true - that the character WURST was created while working on the album. So it was not clear at the beginning who the songs would be written for now?
WURST: Exactly! Eva and I have talked a lot about who this is for now. What is my name? Is that somehow okay? Actually, some songs were finished and I knew that "Trash All The Glam" would be the first single. That was the moment we sat together and kind of wondered what the video might look like. And I'm a very visual person and it just came suddenly. We went on location scouting and we just saw this shot that I was driving down the escalator, and then I said: There must be WURST in red letters like an exit sign. That was a moment when everything was clear to me. That's it: I'm both Conchita and WURST. It's so absurd, if you think about it in hindsight. It all happened to me by accident. But that's me. I love kitsch and pomp, and all the madness that the show business brings with it, but I like it a bit rude, simpler, clearer and without much frills.
WURST has reconciled with Conchita
FM4: You've reconciled yourself to Conchita through this metamorphosis? Can you say that?
WURST: Yes. In fact, I almost fell into the same trap again, because at the beginning of the project WURST I thought to myself: Now there are no high heels and wigs anymore, and the look is that, and blah. And then I'm like this: Oh wow! I'm doing the same thing again as I did before and restricting myself again. Of course, then came this TV show "Queen Of Drags" where it was all about showing all facets. Then I painted myself, and thought: Oh, there she is! And she is more beautiful than ever! And I think I did not get away from the mirror for half an hour because I thought: Oh yes! (Laughing). I love it!
WURST about his future plans
FM4: I have the impression that your metamorphosis is far from complete. You have a lot more sides, people, maybe even a whole ensemble in the quiver?
WURST: Yes, I also believe that there is still something in me that I do not yet know about. I also do not think that for ever and ever I'll just "stay in the music" under quotes. I also want to design sets, I also want to do fashion, I want to be a director and scream at actors. I want to write a musical about my life, because the boy from the mountains who wins the song contest is like "Sound Of Music". Sorry! And that's the way it will sound (laughs). Of course I'm wondering what the next one might be because the album is out now and I'm going on tour with it next year. I'm looking forward to it, but I do not want a standstill. I stir around a bit ...
WURST about "Queen Of Drags"
FM4: You're now also a juror on the new German TV show "Queen Of Drags", and there it hails from the queer community criticism of your co-juror Heidi Klum, because she has nothing to do with Queer and Drag. You clearly defend your colleague. But it's pretty much off, right?
WURST: Yes, fully. For one thing, I think everyone has an opinion. Hey, awesome! What this outcry from the community has just shown is that your character does not depend on your sexual orientation, because this community wants so much inclusion and understanding, and then somehow that does not work out. I find that a bit contradictory now. Yes, of course, there are not only fans of Heidi Klum, and I did not know her before either, and I have to say that this collaboration was just easy. And she was fully aware that it was somehow controversial, and she was just so respectful and so inside, asking questions without end, just wanting to be a part of it. I think that when it comes to judging candidates, we've always wanted to judge whether they're getting better. Because I would like to have all these ten Queens have a career after that and live on it. And I would like to give them what I have already learned.
FM4: Drag culture is also about body positivity. And that's just Heidi Klum as an executioner of "Germanys Next Top Model" not necessarily the right thing for something?
WURST: Yes, "Germanys Next Top Model" is a completely different format. And absolutely right there was a body awareness that was mediated, which is definitely not healthy. But even in this program, there was a learning process that has seen over the last few years.
WURST about pink-washing
FM4: Another reproach on the show was also the so-called "Pink Washing". So that now a broadcaster and a presenter who otherwise have nothing to do with this queer culture and scene capitalize on it. And you're almost the queer fig leaf on the whole. What do you say?
WURST: That's an absolutely legitimate comment. I want to say that I use it as well. Because I did not know Heidi before either, but she gives us the best slot on one of the biggest private channels to show what the queer community has on it to show people what's left. Of course! Excuse me! I get it - pinkwashing, et cetera. But I also take advantage of it to show how cool it is to be casual with each other, and how great it is to be supported. And how great it is when everyone can just be what he wants to be. And I love that too on this show. It works like nothing else. But when it comes down to it, keep it together. And I think that's exactly what it's about!
WURST about the Eurosonic Festival
FM4: Let's talk about your upcoming tour. In January you play at the Eurosonic Festival in Groningen, and that's a showcase festival for newcomers. And you're not really a newcomer anymore! But how is it for you to start from the beginning? Smaller halls to play, maybe not so many amenities to have. What is it like for you playing at a newcomer festival?
WURST: I think it's so cool that I'm allowed to get involved with the cool kids, and of course I'm really looking forward to this festival because it's something new for me. I do not know this kind of festival. Especially not as an artist. And I do not know the audience. And that's why I feel like a newcomer. But I'm no longer a newcomer in that sense, I realize. But I said it aloud, and now everyone believes it! (Laughing).
WURST about the concerts in Poland
FM4: No one believes you! It will also be exciting for you at the beginning of February, as you will play twice in Poland, in Warsaw and in Krakow. And the head of the Polish governing party PIS this year has declared homosexuals and transgender people to be "enemies of the state". So you can only be there with massive protective measures and safety precautions. How are you doing there? On the one hand you want to set a signal, on the other hand it is not without danger.
WURST: Yes, on the one hand, I am a pretty unconscious lamb when it comes to that, because in my opinion I always see only the good. I once had personal security for 24 hours when I was in St. Petersburg. That feels weird. I do not know if it will be the case in Poland. I do not want to sound cynical, but I - as such a public person - already have some protection because of this publicity, because if anything should happen then it would attract a lot of attention. And that's why I may not see my safety in the foreground right now. I'm just happy that I can play there for my fans, because I have so many from the East, and I just want to have a great time with them!
FM4: Thanks for the interview and all the best!
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