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howi99 · 2 days ago

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Prince of Vale part 14

(been a while huh?)

Jaune: *letting himself fall onto his bed, letting out a long sigh of despair*

Ren: *copying his own notes to Jaune's, making sure he's caught up with the school subject* Rough day?

Jaune: *sigh* Let's see; We didn't find any clues on Jacques killer, the oligarchs are blaming me for his assassination even though it would give me no advantage whatsoever, the merchants of Vacuo are celebrating his death and Mistral... Isn't acting up, but considering they are allied to Atlas, i wouldn't be surprised if that changed on a dime.

Ren: *wince* Any good news?

Jaune: ... I guess Winter seems to like me a lot more than her sister? At least we can actually talk without her glaring holes through my head. *Sigh* I wish i could delegate more to my sisters...

Pyrrha: *snap her fingers* Speaking of, i was wondering; Why didn't one of your sisters take the throne? Aren't you the fifth in line?

Jaune: *shake his head* No idea. Something about being chosen, but they didn't give me much details... Anyway, it's not as if they didn't have responsibility themselves.

Pyrrha: *curious* What do you mean?

Jaune: *turning his head towards her* My eldest sister is the current general of our army. The second oldest is a diplomat in Argus.

Pyrrha: Oh right, Saphron De Valois. I've heard a lot about her actually. Gentle, beautiful; the kind of woman everyone should aspire to be.

Jaune: *chuckle* She's a big fan of yours, i'll tell her that next time i see her. *Looking back at the ceiling* Third one is in charge of the economy; Thank god I don't have to deal with that or i'd have jumped from the cliff straight up. *Pensive* I'm not too sure about my fourth sister; she's always been kind of secretive.

Nora: Oh! You think she's the head of the secret service?

Jaune: As if we had that.

_ meanwhile _

Cinder: *listening to the conversation* He still doesn't suspect anything of our existence. *Sigh in relief* Thank god...

Mercury: I'm surprised; with how much un-discreet we were these past few weeks, i was sure he'd caught on.

Emerald: You'd suspect students from another country to be YOUR secret services?

Mercury: *pensive, then shrug* ... I guess not. Good thing Cinder's blunder can be simply explained by her having a crush- *feeling the obsidian blade under his neck* Am i wrong though?

Cinder: *blushing* Shut up! I'm not catching ANY feelings for Jaune!

Neo: *texting Emerald* "Bullshit"

Emerald: *texting back* "You should see our boss; a true brocon if i ever seen one"

Jeanne: *responding in the group chat* You do realize i can read your message, right?

Neo: "But is she wrong?"

Jeanne: "My relationship with my twin is none of your business."

Emerald: "that's not a no Jeanne~"

Jeanne: "I will burn your corps Emerald, don't think I won't"

_ back to team JNPR's room _

Jaune: *shrug* As for my younger sisters; they aren't old enough to have any responsibility other than getting good notes in high school.

Nora: Isn't that your case as well?

Jaune: *waving off her concern* I was groomed for the position since i was a toddler; it's hardly the same for me as it is for them. *Sigh* Beside, even if i love complaining about my situation, at least i'm not my mom who had to figure out everything by herself while dealing with the faunus war on one hand and Mt Glenn independence on the other.

#jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #nora valkyrie #rwby #rwby au #prince of vale #cinder fall #mercury black #emerald sustrai #neopolitian (rwby)#jeanne arc

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oliversrarebooks · 2 days ago

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The Rare Bookseller Part 96: The Maestro's Ultimatum

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tw: mind control, body control, abuse, violence

December 1925

This was it! Oliver was certain he'd found the very passage his master had been searching for. He was so pleased to be useful for his learned skills, and not merely for his blood and warmth.

With the page number noted and the book safely tucked under one shoulder, Oliver picked up his crutch and stood up as carefully as he could. Even with his crutch, and even with his master dulling the pain, his injured leg was still weak and didn't respond as it should. Still, Oliver had been determined to walk again, even if it was with a cane. He slowly made his way over to the other end of the library, where Alexander was pulling book after book from a shelf, skimming them and putting them in piles.

"Master, I've found the passage."

To his disappointment, his master scowled. "You needn't exert yourself like that, Oliver. All you have to do is call for me, and I can walk to you."

"I only wanted to practice walking, sir. It's no trouble," said Oliver, a bit deflated as he sat on a bench. He only wished that his master would praise him for his attempts, instead of seeming so upset. "And I think you should look at page 243 of this tome."

"So you did find it?" Alexander softened as he took the book from Oliver. "Let's see, page 243… aha!" His eyes darted back and forth as he quickly read the page. "Yes. Yes! Oh, good work!"

"That's the right one, sir?"

"Indeed. It's rare to find texts describing defensive or beneficial spells being placed on vampires, given how witches and vampires are so often at each other's throats, but this -- yes, I think this will hold some important clues." He ran a hand through Oliver's hair fondly. "And I am sorry I snapped at you. I've only been frustrated over the lack of progress. The book you've just found will certainly help, though."

"I only want to be useful to you, sir."

"And you are, most certainly. You're useful to me in many ways. That's why it worries me to see you strain yourself needlessly."

Oliver looked down at his knees. "Perhaps it is selfish of me, but… I wish to walk again, sir. I do very much appreciate all the help you've provided to me, but… I just…"

His master was gathering him into his lap. He'd become far more eager to hold Oliver close ever since Oliver's capture. "I know you don't mean anything by it. And I would like to see you walk. I just can't help but worry. It's my fault that you were injured."

"I don't blame you for it, sir," said Oliver. "I could've… I shouldn't have…"

"Shh, none of that. You're fine." Alexander hummed a few soothing bars, but even that didn't fully quiet Oliver's mind. "Something is troubling you, isn't it? Something other than your leg."

"Well, yes, sir. I can't stop myself from being worried about this plan," said Oliver, fidgeting. "I know you've put a lot of thought into it, and that you're going to take precautions, but will it truly work? What if something happens to you, sir?"

"I wish I could tell you that it was certain to work… but I can't. I have to try anyway," said Alexander. "If I do nothing, if I give up on trying to rid myself of my sire, as I've done in the past, then he'll no doubt rule me forever. I'd have to allow him to do as he pleases with you, and that's the last thing I want."

"I don't want that either, sir." And truthfully, that was his biggest fear about this entire endeavor. Despite all of his master's reassurances, he knew that if Alexander failed at his attempt to kill his sire, then Oliver would end up at his mercy.

"It will be all right, Oliver." His master pulled him closer. "We'll get through my sire's awful ball, and soon, Fitz will arrive. He'll help me try out my theories. If none of them work out, then I won't risk it. I'll find another way."

"I hope they do work, sir." It was almost too much to hope for, a future where Alexander's plan had succeeded, where they were all free of the doom hanging over their heads. Mr. Fitz and Roger would come live with them, and his master would finally be happy and satisfied, and Oliver could make a good life here.

"As do I." Alexander looked thoughtful. "My sire once told me that hope is the worst punishment of all. But I don't think I believe that, not truly. If it weren't for hope, I would have given up long ago, and I would never have met you."

His master began to sing in earnest then, a song of safety and comfort to help Oliver relax. He was counting on Alexander to keep him safe, and that scared him, but at times like this, in his master's arms, he could believe that it would all work out. He wanted to feel safe, and that helped his master's song take root in his mind, soothing him almost to sleep, drifting off as the clock struck the hour.

On the twelfth chime, there was a sharp, rhythmic knock at the door.

All safety and comfort was lost as his master tensed. "No, it can't be."

"Sir, is it --?"

"He has no reason to --"

Another sharp knock.

"Damn it to hell," said Alexander. He picked up Oliver and placed him in his wheelchair. "Oh, we both look a mess. God damn it, why tonight…"

"Sir, is it truly your sire?"

"It's all right. I'm sure he only wants me to run some errand for his party, fetching humans for him or such. I'll agree to it and he'll be on his way," said his master, his shaky tone indicating his fear despite his confident words. He pushed Oliver out of the library and into the entrance.

"Can't I hide, sir?"

"He won't abide by that. No, better to have you out in the open." Alexander ran a hand through his messy hair and tried to smooth down his rumpled shirt as a third knock echoed through the entrance. He opened the door, and Oliver felt sick to see Alexander's sire standing there in the shadows, illuminated only by the weak gas lamp in the hall. Perhaps it was Oliver's terrified imagination, but he seemed to simmer with fury.

"It took an excessive amount of time for you to let me in." Despite his clear anger, his voice was still strangely musical. "Did you suppose that last minute preparations would disguise your glaring flaws?"

"No, sire." Alexander stood up straight. "I have nothing to say to excuse the fact that I wasn't prepared for your visit tonight."

The Maestro's sneer turned to Oliver. "I see that your thrall didn't answer the door."

"He's recovering from his injury, sire."

"You coddle him excessively, of course."

"If I don't allow his leg to properly heal, then he'll never be able to walk, sire," said Alexander evenly.

"Hmph." The Maestro handed Alexander an envelope. "I will require refreshments for the upcoming ball. You will provide me with at least a dozen humans of adequate blood and docility, as is customary. Your requirements are further outlined in these instructions."

"Yes, sire," said Alexander meekly. Oliver couldn't conceal the horror on his face as he looked back at Alexander. Was he truly going to kidnap that many people for his sire? To protect Oliver?

"In the meantime, since your thrall is too weak and feeble to be left to care for himself, I will most graciously take him into my care for the next few days. I expect you to be grateful for this."

Oliver's heart clenched. The thought of staying with his master's sire for even a few days was unbearable. He could, and would, inflict so many unspeakable torments on Oliver in that time. Alexander thought that the time he had blinded Oliver was going easy on him -- what would happen to him if he committed some worse transgression than defending his master? He looked back to his master, hoping for some reprieve.

"That won't be necessary, sire," said Alexander.

The fury threatened to boil over. "I will decide what is and isn't necessary."

For a moment, Alexander was cowed, his face like a kicked puppy, and Oliver was filled with dread that he might not be protected after all.

"No, sire."

"No?" The Maestro imbued the single word with an ocean's worth of contempt.

"I will obtain your refreshments, sire, but there is no need to leave Oliver to stay with you. If I decide that my thrall needs additional care, Lily would be happy to take him in."

Alexander hit the wall with force, the sound of his sire's backhand ringing in Oliver's ears, the violent action so quick that Oliver barely had time to react.

"You still defy me," he said, punctuating every word with rage. "I have given you every, every chance to make up for your myriad shortcomings and you still see fit to try my patience."

"I promised Oliver that I would protect him, sire," said Alexander, struggling to his feet.

"Promise. What do you know about promise?" Grabbing Alexander by the shirt, his sire threw me to the floor. "I have suffered for too long under the delusion that you have promise, infected by the disease of hope ever since I made the poor decision to sire you. Hope that you would rise to your station, that you would make something worthwhile of yourself, that you would use your innate talents to command and subjugate humanity. Instead, I find myself in possession of a vampire so feeble that a mere hunter bested him. I've realized that hope has left me blind."

"Have you finally realized that I'm never going to be what you want me to be?" asked Alexander with a mix of fear and relief.

"Yes, perhaps I finally have. And that means I have little use of you."

"Are you finally going to stake me, sire?" His tone was resigned, as though he knew this day would always come.

Oliver wanted to cry out, but terror stifled his voice into no more than a whimper.

"Stake you, and afford you the release of death? No, I think not."

The Maestro picked up Alexander once more. He struggled and kicked out, but it was to no avail, despite his sire's frail appearance. Alexander was backed into one of his bookcases as his sire grasped his face, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Sire, what are you…"

"Silence."

Oliver watched helplessly as Alexander's struggles ceased, his sharp eyes growing wide and dull. He was being mesmerized, Oliver realized with a shock, falling under his sire's power just as Oliver once had. The thought of his master's mind being so compromised was terrifying beyond reason. He tried calling out, and realized that he was being kept still by the Maestro's power. He'd been so focused on his master's dire straits that he hadn't fully noticed the control wrapping around him.

Alexander fell into a deep daze, his lips parting slightly as his face and body went slack. Oliver could all too easily recall the bleak and empty hell of the Maestro's mind, where his master was now trapped.

"Lose yourself."

"Yes, sire." Alexander's voice sounded strange and unnatural, stripped of its power and its music.

"You will fetch the humans I need. You will attend the ball with your thrall, both of you appropriate in dress and behavior. You will not humiliate me."

"Yes, sire."

"And if you do humiliate me, you will never leave my manor again," said the Maestro, pressing Alexander into the bookcase. "Perhaps I will wipe your mind, as I should have done years ago. As I should have done even before siring you."

"S-sire…" One of Alexander's hands came up to grasp at his sire's arms, a feeble spark of defiance.

"If I so choose, I will wipe you clean of every memory, every emotion, every scrap of resistance and disobedience, every vestige of personality. You will be the docile spawn you were always meant to be. Agree."

Alexander made a pained choking sound.

"You will obey. You will be my docile spawn. You will agree."

"Yes, sire," said Alexander, the words pulled from his throat.

"This situation is my fault for expecting you to be something more. If I had recognized your worthlessness earlier, it would have spared us both a great deal of pain. However, now that I have recognized this mistake, I will swiftly move to correct it."

Oliver felt himself tilting forward, caught in the Maestro's power even if it wasn't directed at him. Darkness was closing in on his mind, the ticking of a metronome growing louder and more insistent. He needed to obey. His master was obedient, and so Oliver would also fall in line.

"You will never be able to defy my commands again."

"Yes, sir," Oliver mumbled in tandem with his master.

"You will obey my every order without question or hesitation."

"Yes, sire."

"You will cease to hold unauthorized thoughts and beliefs."

"Yes, sir."

The Maestro snapped and released his grip, allowing Alexander to crumple to the floor. He blinked, trying to shake off the trance, as he struggled to his feet. Oliver came to as well, the darkness in his vision receding, the metronome ticking fading but still present.

"I have one more thing for you, child," said Alexander's sire. "Fitzwilliam's invitation."

Even through his daze, there was fear in Alexander's eyes. "He won't be here, sire."

"Yes, he will be." The Maestro advanced on Alexander again, who was once more backed into the bookcase. "Do you think I don't know of Fitzwilliam's comings and goings? I unwisely tolerated it because I thought it would provide incentive for you to behave properly. Perhaps the worst of my unfortunate mistakes -- giving you enough freedom to create a failure of a spawn. It's time to rectify that as well. He will be taken into my fold and wiped clean, taught to mind his place at the feet of his betters, redoing all of his training."

Alexander trembled. "Sire --"

"Perhaps if I am pleased with your behavior at my gala, I will spare you your mind and your memories," said his sire. "But your worthless spawn will have no such reprieve."

"He won't come to you, sire," said Alexander meekly.

"He will, because you can compel it. I will compel you to compel him. There has never been any escape for either of you."

"Sire, if you do this, if you erase both of our minds…" Alexander flinched. "I think you will regret it."

For a moment, the Maestro looked as if he were going to backhand Alexander once more. "I hold uncountable regrets. What's one more?" He spun on his heel and grabbed the handles of Oliver's wheelchair, pushing him towards the door.

"Master!" Oliver called out, turning towards Alexander. "Master, please!"

Alexander took one step towards Oliver before crumpling to his knees.

The Maestro looked back at him. "I will return in five nights for my refreshments, and will temporarily return Oliver so that he can be prepared for the gala. If I detect even the smallest hint of insubordination, I will be forced to revoke even this small leniency and will take possession of you immediately. Is that clear?"

His master's voice was so small and hollow. "Yes, sire."

As Oliver was pushed out into the night, he thought desperately of anything he could do. Attempting to struggle out of the wheelchair would be futile -- even if he were fully able-bodied, the Maestro could so easily put a stop to that by taking control of his body. He thought of the rune, of how he'd trained with Vivian, the scar sore on his arm. But he had no knife, and no way of creating the rune without the Maestro's attention, and any real attempt at struggle would no doubt seal his fate and his master's.

He would have the Maestro's full attention on him now, without even his master to try and defend him, or offer him instruction. There would be nothing, nothing at all, to prevent him from inflicting torment as he pleased.

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Thanks for reading! Next week, Oliver is a guest in the Maestro's manor.

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theyluvlyss · 19 hours ago

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𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬...

I saw sinners (twice)...

I don't even know where to start.

I have so many thoughts swirling through my head at such a rapid speed that I can't control.

it's all a jumbled mess of emotions, think pieces, and of course, possible plots/ideas for fics.

I do plan to watch it a third-fourth-fifth-millionth time the moment I get the chance to, and when I do, the plan is to start posting ... STUFF, idk, some of everything (but nothing is set in stone, though, because y'all know me - my upload speed isn't known for being the fastest in the west🥴).

but until then, send some requests in my inbox for me to look at‼️PLEASE‼️, and in due time, they'll get written.

REAL QUICK BEFORE YOU DO THAT, THO, SOME BOUNDARIES, because as much as i'm usually and typically down for writing whatever/taboo themes, i'm already starting to notice some of y'all cuttin' up and acting a fool sumn' REAL FOUL on here about this movie/these characters...

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- NO, I will not do incest or (specifically in this case/fandom) stepcest (other fandoms I write for are free game - minus actual incest ofc - unless I decide to change my mind and state otherwise idk lol).

- speaking of taboo, though, I will do age gaps (nothing illegal, though, get outta here with that). it's vampire media - if you're coming into it expecting a lack of some questionable gaps, then maybe vampirism isn't for you lmao.

- the reader will be black/black-coded a lot of the time (unless requested/specified otherwise, but also, don't get pissy if I turn down something I don't like) (a.k.a., stay out of my inbox if you can't handle the fact that not everything is about/focused on white ppl).

- I can... try to do modern au's ?? won't be very good at them, fair warning, but it definitely helps if you get creative, and i'm always looking for ways to improve my craft :).

- I will write for...

the twins (obvi) stack (elias) & smoke (elijah) (fair warning, though, i'm picky with plotlines - i've never been an MBJ girly, but i'm IN LOVE with these twins personalities and his portrayal of them, so they might be a little hard for me to write sometimes, might not be other times - my apologies🥲🙏🏽).

bo chow (I could be living in the next town over by train, and i'd STILL find a way to get my ass into this man's shop every single day so I could catch a glimpse of this fine babe😻).

remmick (he's a vampire with a sexy southern-irish accent and a sexy face; need I say more😌?).

maybe sammie (preacher boy)?? (😃✋🏽give me something really good to work with, and i'll see what I can do lol).

and NONE OF THE KLAN MEMBERS,,,

without filter, evil lyssa™ ahead,,, 🥰kys🥰 if you're genuinely out here trying to excuse fucking/writing about fucking a literal kkk member. if all it takes is a deep-voiced southern, "hey, baby" for your morals to escape you, you're a weak minded slut with no backbone, and if you don't like that, get tf up or stay pressed🫶🏽 (notsayingitwasn'tsexyintheheatofthemoment/thewayitwasfilmed, itwas, butagain... STAND UP🗣‼️).

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anyways🥰, with that being said and evil lyssa™ gone, go ahead and rack my inbox up :D !! i'll maybe probably idk be back with some think pieces regarding the movie and its symbolizms/meanings, and some thirst pieces regarding how fine everybody is♡.

'til then, byeeeee /ᐠ^3^マ/ !!

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factual-fantasy · 2 days ago

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26 asks! Thank you! :}}} 🪲

Oh absolutely I do. That's why I always ask before drawing anyone's OCs, or using/modifying their original meme templates, or anything of the sort. Friends and strangers alike.

And same goes for AU ideas. In the past I've seen a really cool idea for an AU and tracked down the OP and asked if I could incorporate their idea into my AU as well. I do my very best to do this for other artists because its what I wish people would do for me.👍👍

I have a master post for all my Octonauts artwork here. 👍

@ripchaos69

I'm really proud of/pleased with how this fairy piece came out! :DD

I also really like how this pixelated cat came out! :)

I was very pleased with how WALL-E cam out in this piece!

I also think this is one of the best drawings of Optimus I've ever done! :))

Even if I knew the answer, that's probably not something I should share online anyways is it?

@mothpendragon

I remember not liking him at all the first time I watched the show. But now watching it a second time years later, I think he's really not that bad. :0 In fact I don't know why I disliked him so much back then.

There are some parts about his character that annoy me. But most of that either is good character writing or isn't his fault. I don't like how immature he tends to be, but of course he's immature. He's still basically just a kid who hasn't experienced much of this war.

And when things get rough, he really straightens out and tries his best to be serious and obedient. Which is very nice to see.

Another thing that I don't like is how the phase shifter was kind'a overused. It became his signature weapon that he used to bail him out of everything. Smokescreen has demonstrated that he's actually pretty clever and slick, it would have been fun to see him trick or outsmart the cons more often instead of just using the phase shifter to save his aft every time. But again, this is not Smokescreens fault at all. Its the writers fault for making his use it so much.

And lastly, something that really made me like Smokescreen was the whole thing that happened with Optimus nearly dying. Smokescreen freaking out at the prospect of becoming a Prime felt really real. Instead of being honored and having and having an inflated ego like I thought he might for some reason- he was terrified.

And him panicking and using the forge to repair Optimus last second felt very real. I could really understand how Smokescreen must have felt, wanting to follow Optimus's orders and restore their home, but also being unable to bare the responsibility of being a Prime. Eventually dragging Optimus back to the land of the living and throwing away any hope of restoring the Omega lock.

If I was better at analyzing characters, I would have loved to draw a comic about what happens right after Optimus was repaired.

My first thought is Smokescreen feeling guilty and ashamed of having used the forge against Optimus's wishes. Would Smokescreen crumble? Fall to his knees, crying and apologizing? "I'm so sorry Optimus- I just couldn't do it-- I couldn't do it, I cant be a Prime- I couldn't-- w-we couldn't lose you.." Is that in character? Honestly I have no idea. 😔

I've thought about doing that for my lineless style, but I haven't gotten around to it.. 😓

If someone goes out of their way to comment on your post/in your ask box saying you're cringe for liking transformers, block the all the way to the sun and back.

What a jerk. I wouldn't be friends with anyone who goes around insulting/trying to upset people for no reason like that. Block them and don't accept/respond any phony apology they might throw your way. They knew they were being rude when they sent that message and deserve to be blocked.

Dude I would take that so fast. No one in my family would ever have to work or have debt ever again 😭

I figure if I ever feel like drawing/posting Octonauts art again, I would just put it behind a paywall on my Ko-fi. Which ngl I've thought about doing a lot recently with the new movie that came out.

But also- I would have no way of filtering out people for that private blog because how am I supposed to know who will and wont steal my artwork just by looking at their account? And when it did get stolen, I would have no way of knowing which follower did it-

I believe I've mentioned it before, but I didn't want to watch Rescue bots because its attached to Transformers: Prime <:/

Its supposed to be connected to Prime, but its rather baby-ified. The tone is much more light hearted, the plot of Rescue bots completely rewrites/contradicts the plot of Prime, Optimus comes back to life for no reason. Stuff like that.

Atm I'm only interested in Prime 😔

@kitkat1003

OUGUHHH SO REALLLLL 😭😭😭😭

REALLL I've only ever found ship fics😔😔😔 I'd love to see an aftermath fic with no romance involved.

@virtualworldfp5

That's a really cool idea! :D Great artwork too! :))

@badlyblurry

Man, if I had a nickel for every time Jeffery Combs played a character with some sort of scientist background and that had some form of contact with a green chemical compound that holds harmful properties to one body in a way, I'd have 3 nickels. Which isn't a lot but its weird that it happened 3 times. XD

@anonymous-red-shades

I'd definitely want to be something that can fly :00 But I don't think I'd wanna fly super fast because i wanna enjoy the scenery.. hmmm.. maybe a helicopter or a classic pontoon plane? :000

As for abilities... uhhhhhhh the only special abilities I know that transformers can have is the warping thing that Skywarp does. I don't know of any other powers <:0 Maybe an ability to change into more than one alt mode..? So I could be a submarine and go underwater? Or maybe the ability to breathe underwater or something? :00

(Referencing this post)

They're so unhinged I swear 😔

@chickenmilk120 (Referencing this post)

NOT YOU TOO-

@cherrycreamfairy

I couldn't find any websites that didn't make my anti virus tweak out <XD So the only villain I like from memory is Captain Gantu from Lilo and Stitch.

I still like it yeah :0 but I'm not really engaging in any Mandalorian media atm-

@minnesotamedic186

Okay the killing part aside a Plymouth Fury is an excellent choice of car ngl. Especially a fiery red 💅💅💅

@axolotlcookie0

The fact that it looks like Thomas's face has been bagged makes it even funnier XDDD

@wolfie-777

XD I actually think of that a lot yeah. I always tell myself "oooo I should draw that later" but I never do XD💀

@beryl-shade

Bibi would probably use it as intended. Sharpening and cleaning his claws💅💅

Meanwhile Cici would use it as a weapon to beat up Jangles and Gerald with XDD

What was his real name supposed to be in that continuity then? XD

@milk-powrit

References. Looooots and looooot of references.

Typically I use references of realistic skeletons. But if there's a part of the body that I just cant seem to draw right, then I look up drawings of skeletons to see how other artists drew that part. 👍

@beryl-shade

Oh no doubt they'll have an episode that takes place around the lake and the fair grounds(?) The theme park next to the main tent-

The fact that Caine mentioned their existence at all implies that an episode is going to take place there. At least for me-

#my response #transformers prime #tfp smokescreen #ngl I kind'a wanna draw that smokescreen thing now but I'm not at all confident that I'd keep him in character 😔#Or optimus for that matter-

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chaoticquill · 1 day ago

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An Open Letter to the BSD Fandom

Long post incoming. TL;DR: fuck fandom bullying. Full stop.

Fellow BSDers,

I have been writing for the BSD fandom since August 2021, where I started to write my way out of my big traumas. Somehow, with one image in my head, I started the CAU with A Drop of Black Coffee in the Pot. I'm not entirely sure if that makes me a "big name" in the fandom or whether that gives what I'm about to say more "clout," but hey... it's worth a shot, yeah? Because maybe people will listen.

Maybe.

Since coming into this fandom, I've made a lot of friends through Discord, and I have had a blast creating for, with, and among them. Through Discord, I became a rare pair aficionado and gained a soft spot for Chuuatsu, ChuuRan, and others. The conversations I had with fans, in short, brought me more than peace from my traumas. I found myself among a community who, through shared interests in pretty anime characters based on historical authors, held me up as I faced more traumas, enjoyed more successes, and just... lived.

HOWEVER (emphasis), in the last year or so, three of who I would consider my closest Discord friends--three people I care deeply about--have been bullied out of the fandom for their unconventional ships or portrayal of characters or preference for dead dove content, and two more have been targets of cyberbullying.

In one case, I was also targeted by Dazai Anon (one of the cyberbullies mentioned above). My response to this is always simple: I laugh at the death threats because I'm already dead inside, I delete the comments, I block the posts, and I keep writing what brings me joy. Sometimes, that's ChuuAtsu. Sometimes, that's a more popular ship. And in all cases, that's totally fine.

But that's me. And not everyone is like me.

I've written this post a dozen times in my head. I contemplated, as the "adult" in the room, putting everyone in timeout or putting on my disappointed parent face. But instead, I settled on this.

BSD fandom, respectfully, what the actual fuck?

Let me be perfectly clear: there is no good reason to ever bully anyone, but ships, tropes, character preferences and readings? These are among the worst. And don't even get me started on what's "canon."

What I guess I'm really trying to say is this: the three people I know who stopped making BSD content did because certain members of the community took their fun away. And that's never okay. There is room in the fandom for the main ships and the rarepairs. There's room for the fluffmongers, angst fiends, and dead dove aficionados. In fact, many of the friends I mention write content I personally don't, nor do they tend to write fluff and explicit consent the way I tend to, but guess what? We appreciate each other's art. We share ideas. We hold each other up. And, most of all, we're friends, anyway.

So if I'm in any place to ask this fandom for anything, it's to keep your own space as a writer/creator without taking someone else's space away. It's to have fun creating content SKK, but stop taking fun away from the people who create DaRan or DazAtsu or KuniDazai or Kouyou x Dazai or whatever ship. Most important, be kind to one another, regardless of what characters, tropes, or ships we love because at the end of the day, we're not just pseuds or creators; behind the screen, we're human.

As people, I don't think we have anything to lose in this. We can still work around tags and tropes and ships and characters we don't enjoy. Plus, who knows? You might make a new friend, gain new perspective on a character dynamic you never thought about, exchange ideas and share excitement about the newest manga chapter... and that might bring joy to both of you.

I really hope this letter to be the start of something bigger, maybe something that will move through boundaries between fan communities. I've thought about events, challenges, movements... but my limited resources as a creator with 99 mental health issues mean that for now, those ideas will have to wait. This letter, inadequate as it feels, still says most of what I want it to say.

I often say I appreciate people taking the time to read my fics. I mean that for this letter, too. So thank you, truly.

And as always, don't forget to drink water.

Until my next update,

ChaoticQuill

#fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic writing #bungou stray dogs #fandom #bsd #fandom etiquette #fandom life #fandom bullying #fandom bullshit #rarepair #chuuatsu #open letter #writing

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cacodaemonia · 3 days ago

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Help? AO3 hiding a whole series when some works in the series are in an 'unrevealed' collection??

I've been meaning to ask Tumblr about this weird AO3 bug(??) for a while but keep forgetting. I sent a support request to AO3 but haven't heard anything, so maybe the fandom hivemind will have some insight.

I have several series on AO3, and there are some old images from a couple of them that make me want to peel my skin off every time I look at them. I would like to delete them, but they're also some of my most popular images, and I know some people really like them, so I've been waffling on it for a while (I definitely don't want to orphan them because then I would never be able to delete them, and they're also, you know, part of those series I mentioned, so they would still be clearly tied to me. Also, I think art styles are generally a lot more recognizable than writing styles, so there's that, too).

Anyway, in the meantime, I decided to put all of those works in a collection that's set to 'unrevealed.' This hides those works without deleting them so I have time to figure out what I want to do.

Easy fix, right?

INCORRECT. 🙃🙃🙃

I discovered that doing this actually made both series completely disappear from my series list page on AO3 (the one on your dashboard that shows all your series - image below). I just about shit myself when I went to that series list to navigate to one of them, because it looked like they'd been deleted. It also doesn't even list them in the total number of series. This should say 15 and not 13:

If I go to my works list, click on a work in either series, and then go to the individual series from there, both of them are visible. I checked with some friends, and they can see the individual series pages, as well, but are unable to see them on my series list page.

My browser tab even says 'mystery series' instead of the title of the series:

And any links to the individual series get all fucked up. The most basic link, for example, just says 'mystery series.' Even the Archivist Discord bot lists some of the info but says the authors are anonymous when there are actually 9 other people besides me who have works in this series:

This is all super weird and frustrating. And a huge oversight on the part of AO3?? This seems like it would affect a lot of people who participate in events that involve collections on AO3—if they were to draft works into unrevealed collections, it seems like that could also hide any related series until the collections are revealed?

The way I see it, I can either delete the works, remove them from the 'unrevealed' collection, or remove them from both of the affected series while I decide what to do with them. However, the whole point of making the collection was to hide those works so they're not making me cringe.

Plus, as you can see, there are 14 works in the collection:

Not all of them are in theses series, but most are, so removing them would be a bit of a pain, and if I ever want to add them back in, I'd have to reorder the series to place all of them in their correct order. One of these series has about 150 works in it, so that's a giant pain in the ass.

Does anyone know if there's a workaround for this? I'm leaning toward just deleting the works at this point, but I also feel bad about that. :/

#i have questions #help #ao3 #ao3 bug #ao3 series #ao3 collections #ao3 support

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smileposting · 21 hours ago

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can you please tell us more about thespius and click clack’s weird little officecore baby. i’m obsessed with him

of course! feel free to enjoy this more finalized version of his design while you read some Assorted Fun Facts about him/related HCs of mine under the cut:

i think i do want to go with him being a he/him butch in the end. sometimes lesbians is just a guy.

works outside the grove as an adult, although he does make sure to visit often. although he's known in hobbyhoo as the most chipper square to ever square (affectionate), by his workplace's standards he's a little freaklet. this is due to A.) his sheer Enthusiasm for an extremely unremarkable office job, B.) the fact that native grovedwellers already have a bit of a Reputation in the outside world as strange and otherworldly, and C.) the fact that he Cannot understand why other people would find his background remarkable in any way.

i don't know what his name is, but i do know it's vaguely derived from the like 4-5 different first names he was given when he was born. i've been using "carter" as a placeholder thanks to @echobsilly, but i do also like "guy" just for how straight to the point it is.

since (getting into hc territory Again here) being a flesh-and-blood human means he can't spend all his time on thespius and click clack's side of reality lest he experience some funky side effects, the people of hobbyhoo had just as much of a hand in his upbringing as his birth parents did. children are Not a very common sight in hobbyhoo, but it Is a lot more relaxed about both non-monogamous relationships and family structures outside of the nuclear model, so most children born there tend to be raised communally.

thespius and click clack spent the first few years of his life a lot Smaller than they normally are, at least whenever he was with them. it was a Much bigger adjustment for click clack than it was for thespius, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make to avoid squishing their sweet spawnling like a bug.

when he was real little, he was a painfully shy kid who spent most of his time either figuratively or literally clinging to whoever was watching him at the time. he started coming out of his shell more in his teenage years, around the same time he became more acquainted with the sunrise strip - yknow, beyond it just being a place where click clack's followers live.

speaking of thespius and click clack, i say they're kinda baffled by him, but the more i think about it the more i realize it's a Little more nuanced on both of their ends:

he actually has a lot in common with click clack in terms of skills (don't forget that click clack is also thespius' bookkeeper + head of clicky tower) but when it first became clear that working At clicky tower was not enough to sate his clerical ambitions and that what he Really had his eye on was The Very Area Click Clack Used To Work In Before Arriving To The Grove, Well. they ended up butting heads quite a bit. for context i hc that said area is Also where rick brick works before the events of GGG, so that's a bit of extra salt in the wound. anyways carter thought that click clack just didn't want him to leave the grove, but what click clack was Actually afraid of is that, given carter's jack mcbrayer-esque whimsy, the corporate world They are familiar with would chew him up and spit him out with zero remorse. they don't want that happening to anybody, of course, but Especially not their own kid.

but alas, click clack is merely the editor of this story - not the writer. and sometimes editing looks like educating your child about labor rights/unions before letting him take the reins, even if it means he fucks up the first couple of times.

thespius, meanwhile, has always been a little more optimistic about carter's ability to bounce back + likes that it was apparent that he took a Little more after clicky even back when he was small ("how boring would it be if he was just like me?") BUT one thing he does worry about is his ability to truly relate to carter - he loves his kid obviously and always does his best to make him feel at home, but the reality is they are just on different wavelengths, and thespius Hates the idea that he might be making carter feel more alone because of it. kid's talking about white collar crime to him like that one nisipisa tiktok and thespius is like doing whatever his equivalent of googling shit on your phone during a conversation so you can give the other person a response that isn't "Yeagh" is.

was i inspired by mr milchick from severance when playing around with his design more . It's Possible.

#great god grove #ask #anon #my art #ggg lovestory #fankid #“this is a joke character” i say as i write this entire list.#alas

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meirimerens · 3 days ago

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Do you have recommendations on reading sth more experimental? 👀

fair warning a lot of the experimental shit i've read i've read in art school context so i have no idea if the classmates who made it published it somewhere + it is kinda hard to recommend experimental shit by virtue of it being experimental so i'm going to rec stuff that i consider like. "mainstream" experimental as in yeah an author wrote this. also the "actually unconventional" bar is pretty low starting from the stuff i was moaning about so well also ☝ love pushing upon people books i've read + i know for a fact i've pushed them before lollll so

mainstream as it goes: House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski. like you know?

unconventional in essence through shape. it is one book of ergodic literature and if you dig into ergodic literature you will find unconventionality that's kinda Its Thing. i understand by standards for "unconventional prose/pacing" get pretty high once you've put your eyes on this but like. i got more conventional in shape that still are unconventional in prose of pacing.

still mainstream-ish? if you're French? she was an author well-known and important in her time and place (she's still alive it's just that she was important as an author of the literary feminist wave in the 60s & 70s), Anankè by Hélène Cixous. i've read it in french and have no idea how it fares in english (or translated otherwise) but if you want unconventional pacing and prose you're getting unconventional pacing and prose. it is full to the brim with homonyms (hence why idk how it fares in english), of subject-to-attribute uncouplings (a verb conjugated for "I", a subject as "she"), words straight up made the fuck up through homonymy (like "téléfaune", from téléphone and faune [faun/satyr]). some sentences are 2 full pages long, reading them feels like trying to ride out an engine startle. it has no plot, it is about an internal trip, a self-actualization from girl to woman, or from chaperoned woman to free woman. you don't read this for plot, you read this to feel like you've traveled with your head through the open window, and for the imagery, god the imagery i find so very great. unlikely associations, quite sensorial. it's a short book but i've needed multiple tries to get through it because, as i've said, the long sentences feel like trying to hold onto a hand-cranked engine start. the pacing feels cyclical, like an endless stop and start, expressing the internal conflict. you have to hold onto it.

mainstream-ish again if you're french, Le Corps Lesbien [The Lesbian Body] by Monique Wittig. it's one of those where if you're not on that crazy shit you're gonna get yucked, it is endlessly violent in grotesque ways that make you horribly aware of all the anatomical details of your body. it alternates horrible and grotesque neverending violence with horrible and grotesque neverending tenderness (& sometimes neverending tenderness in/through grotesque violence or vice-versa). another one of those where the english translation cannot truly do it justice because french has "elles [female plural they]" and "ils [male plural they]" and wittig goes out of her way to never use ils [french has "masculine as default" grammatical gender]. in the french text, "je" (subject "I") is cleaved in twain: "j/e". In english, they've just italicized it; i think they'd have done well to use something like the polish ł to figure it. anyways barely a plot either. cyclical destruction in grotesque ways that both are anatomical impossible and yet horrifyingly anatomically-anchored. re:the violence in this i'm sure if you've read like. "extreme horror" novels by whichever male author of the month it is you probably won't flinch but i've read this after a long streak of nonfiction & poetry.

i think a bit less mainstream because i've been told about it in art school lol after i had partaken in a collective performance and my stuff had for base a poem about a roadkill that neverendingly dies then is reborn only to die again anyways Jaguar Harmonics by Anne Waldman. closer to poems than literature-in-prose (even if it is in prose instead of rhyme) it is about/from the yagé (ayahuasca) ritual by waldman, poet & buddhist & activist who brings in the text a lot of subjects and themes (the anthropocene, colonization, environmental and feminist concerns,...). it is poetry, so technicallyyyyyyy unconventional by nature as far as literature goes, + spoken poetry at that, i know for a fact there is a bandcamp where you can listen to the poems spoken/sung.

what else. since i'm on the topic of poetry check out Guillaume Apollinaire's Calligrammes i guess

you'll hate me for bringing it up again + it's poetry also againnnn LOL but The Oresteia as transladaptated by Tony Harrison. i find it's great english it uses words that brother i've never seen used. and i loooooove a made-up compound word the people know this about me. let's liven this shit up let's make words up!

French has l'Oulipo ("Ouvroir de littérature potentielle", "opener of potential literature") with representatives such as Raymond Queneau who made a book of poems that looks like this

OH AND HE MADE "EXERCISES DE STYLE" which i quite like also (99 times the same story written with different stylistic/literary constraints)

#rustwizerd #allô (answers)#cannot overstate how some of those are quite conventional in ways (conventional in use of words but unconventional in pacing or prose #conventional in pacing but unconventional in use/make-up of words) but :) fun reads.#also cannot overstate how low the bar is from what i was moaning about LOLLLL SORRYYYYY sorreyyyyy

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wendeeesaucy · 2 days ago

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"And what do you want?"

I absolutely love this momentary shift in his expression. It's so boba eyes soft and it's so well meaning to his arcs throughout BG3. Since a big part of his story is finding freedom and autonomy, having tav/durge be able to give him those chances to really decide things is so important.

It's why I really feel enamored by the romance. Sure, it's very vampire romancey (I've always been a fan of vampires and the intricacies of romances surrounding them) and it has the level of spice you expect from it, but Astarion in ways subvert it in his story and character as a whole.

He's honestly very soft deep down. Like don't get me wrong, he's a vampire and he definitely wasn't the best person even before he turned, but there's still humanity in him despite what he goes through. He's flawed, he gets vulnerable, he acts irritational. But I keep finding him a favorite of mine because of moments like this.

It's not so much a 'I can fix him' romance, it's a 'I see you' romance. I see you deep down, I see you for what you are, I see you as a person. There are so many times he tries to put himself down as some kind of tool or monster meant to serve the group as a worthy ally to keep. A lot of times in act 1, everyone is saying that exact thing so he's not wrong to just play the part and go with the flow of his script of wooing and bedding people.

So when you have tav/durge constantly checking on his well-being or asking him about his wants or needs, it cracks the facade. He loosens his theatrical, flirty expressions and just becomes that.

He's surprised at tav/durge asking that. They've gotten this far and have already established what they were about to do, yet they ask that. Despite tav/durge in ways having more power in this situation since they're the leader and could effectively turn the group against him should they choose, they're the one giving him an opportunity to say his piece without repercussion.

Like why him ask that unless tav/durge doesn't mind the fact that he could change his mind?

I don't think it was common for his targets to ask him that sort of thing because of his reaction. They probably took what they could, saw he was a "willing" participant and went through the motions with no hesitation.

Another thing is tav/durge could be asking what he enjoys in terms of intimacy based on the dialogue before this option, which already seems like a level of care that probably no one gave him anyways.

I think it depends on how you play out your tav/durge but for me I made my tav Seraphina have a past where she's been self sacrificial for others' well-beings, both physically and emotionally. She's a sweet, hopeless romantic and she wants to make sure Astarion is okay with this. At this point, she's already falling for him and she's willing to put him first because that's how she is.

Despite the fact that she can tell there are levels of manipulation and that he can be a bit prickly at times, she still finds herself drawn to him. She knows she could ultimately have her heart broken by him but if there is even a small moment she was able to soften him like in this moment, it would be enough.

#i prob will make posts about the other separate times you can give him autonomy so just focusing on this for now :)#i love this face it's one of favorites #i can just imagine by the epilogue and after bg3 he tends to look at tav/durge a lot like this #bg3 astarion #astarion #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x tav #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #tav x astarion #astarion ancunin

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dereks-unrelenting-heart · 23 hours ago

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SFTH Chaotic Highlights (Sorry About My Nan)

Briefly posting these out of order because I am way too fixated on this play. It has the psychological horror of a cult, one of Tom's eldritch villains, and dark humor, this shit was made for me-

The few minutes of vague trauma recounting as Sam and AJ internally debate which of them is gonna drop any information at all

As well as who the grandson of the title Nan is going to be, because I feel like Sam was ready for the role at first with the 'that was embarrassing'

"I just think it's good when things like this happen just to sit with it for a second, before you.. have a breakdown" Most real thing an AJ character has ever said

Jim asking if his own nan is still alive, whether AJ knew it at the time or not, as if even he was kinda hoping she wasn't

"Who invites their nan on their bachelor party??" Jamie asking the real questions. Unfortunately for him, this is the least weird thing that's going to happen on this stag do

Luke finally gets to experience the joys of playing a chaotic farm animal

They've had plenty of problems with names before, but idk if I've ever seen two actors try to give a character a name at the same time until now

Hey what the FUCK did Ethel do to Big Jim Clive's wallet?? WHAT WAS HER SHOW?!

Yet another instance of Luke's minor characters being incredibly well done- Like everything he says sound genuinely mortified

"I just feel shattered, you know?" I'm using this. You ca take this line from my cold, dead hands, it's how I'm describing every minor inconvenience in my life from now on

Also it was funny and all, but Sam was fucking dying like it was a joke from earlier in the show or something-

Anyway #JusticeForBigJimClive #AndHisWallet

"Listen, I've stood by you for a lot, but that?? I just don't understand.." - the man who's about to go through a cult initiation for his 'best friend'

"Are you my best friend?" Jim is the only one who would feel the need to ask this question at this point

Tom's using the shirt around his waist to symbolize Ethel flashing Jamie is some great stagecraft, I must say

It's the 'nanananana' build-up to an anticlimactic 'ethel' for me

Had to google what an air tag was, but yeah those are pretty big to spike a drink with

We never did get clarification for why Ethel said the wedding was her big day

Rip headphone users for AJ's "I KNOW" I forgot about it for the rewatch and fucking OW MY EARS-

"It's pre-used" Don't eat the bacon, Jamie. I repeat, DO NOT EAT THE BACON

"THANK GOD" "She- what do you mean thank god?" "Sorry, I mean oh god.. thank you" I said enough about this in another post but someone get Jamie tf out of here

"You've got so many teeth" Jericho flashbacks

I've made a post now on the Lucy/Julie thing, but to summarize, idc that she changed her name at the end, I will always call her Julie. It feels disrespectful not to-

"Listen, listen- She's asleep!" Jamie was not convinced of that. He just didn't want Jim to inject her with adrenaline to bring her back again. I see right through you, Jamie-

I just wanna know when exactly the first thought of 'Ethel is a cult leader' happened. Because there's a pretty good chance it was Luke when he said there was a statue dedicated to her

Okay on rewatch, that was definitely the moment. Luke knew what he was doing to the plot

I'm convinced that Luke saw Sam playing all these problem causing animal characters and thought 'fuck it I want in', resulting in this play's sheep scene. He is having the time of his life being a sheep, getting to chew on Tom's shirt and shit. He is laughing his ass off while causing problems for his other character. I love watching the boys have fun-

I know it's because he's brainwashed, but I fucking love Luke's german farmhand character being the only one in the room who is not only comfortable around Ethel, but actively excited to see her

Ethel calling the farmhand 'good boy' is the second time in a row Luke has been called that during a longform

"She seems happy here, why don't we just leave her with this guy?" Honestly a great idea, why would anyone be against this

Stag. stag. stag. STAG. STAG. STAG.

"Not one seat each" Why was my first thought not them sitting on each others' lap, but sharing the chair half-and-half, like two people fighting over a seat in musical chairs

"Be a good mate" "You're really pushing that" Is he, Jamie? You're about to willingly go through so much for him, is sharing a seat really pushing it for you?? Pining gays istg-

"I'm here for my best friend's stag do. I will do what he wants to do for the rest of the weekend, and then we will move on." Buddy. I am not doing that shit for my best friend. You are in love.

"It's like an A24 film" Big thank you to Sam, for being the reason they all leant into that theme for the rest of the show

"My name.. Is WILHELM." Jamie, exasperated: "... great."

The fact only the subtitlers acknowledged Sam repeatedly calling them 'numchucks'

"I think he wants us to fight" "WHY? Why do you go to that??" To be fair, my mind also went to that..

Jim: *tries to kill Jamie* Jamie: *doesn't attack him back and is entirely undeterred in his loyalty/friendship* I know what you are

"Wilkommen.. To the Cabaret!!" And just like that all the musical theater nerds lost their minds

I haven't even seen Cabaret, but I've heard the first song and immediately knew and was thrilled about what he was doing

Nah Tom was right in this instance, Sam he had a German accent and everything ofc this isn't Ethel

I like the subtle acting of Jamie saying 'NO!' to the request, and when Jim follows it up with the next word, Jamie looks at him with a very distinct 'you're doing this?' expression. Bro looks more betrayed than when Jim tried to murder him

Emcee living for the drama is so real

Emcee casually sitting on his stage partner's corpse as well as offering him the microphone

"Me neither" the audience laughs but like. That was incredibly unsettling.

"How's the best man?" Very suspicious thing to ask, Fake Julie

"I love you and I always have.. And I would never betray you" Okay but you didn't say you pwomise him, so I'm hesitant to believe you

Jamie's "Are we in Bristol??" to "WE'RE NOT IN BRISTOL!" pipeline

So.. am I the only one who thought Jamie was talking to Julie in the ending scene before Sam clarified he was her mother?

Ethel throwing her shirt onstage with her little 'eh!' noise is so funny

"For convincing me to invite your nan to my bachelorette party" INSANE THING TO AGREE TO JULIE

She's also horribly suited for cult brainwashing wtf did you set her up for Jim-

Also just noticed yet another parallel between Jamie/Jim and Amanda/Clarissa, with the same actor who played the ignored love interest also playing the role of priest at the wedding

Luke immediately going for the bridal hold in AJ's arms and being so content there

Conclusion: It really would've been better for everyone involved if Jamie got together with Jim instead. Jim doesn't have the girl who came onto his best friend, Jamie gets to be with his crush, and Julie doesn't have to change her name to Lucy. And Luke is very good at playing brainwashed cultists, which is the exact reason I'm excited to see his episode of Black Mirror. Oh, also I really hope this longform continues getting the attention it deserves, it's so fucking good

#in the process of writing this i made drafts for three different posts because they were too in depth for the bulleted list #all related to emcee and/or wilhelm #i love this play so fucking much #sfth #shoot from the hip #sfth chaotic highlights #sfth luke #sfth tom #sfth sam #sfth aj #sorry about my nan

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towasdandelion · 1 day ago

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Hello!! I hope you’re doing well

Your smau is really addicting i keep reading them over and over again I’m OBSESSED

Could you do hotarubi and obscuary after finding out that reader has gotten really injured (not life threatening though) during a mission without them?

Take your time pls no pressure!🫶🏻🫶🏻

Hiii! I'm doing great hehe. And thank you for reading my silly work! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Hmm for the scenario I went with a broken leg but now that I think about it... I hope it does count as 'really injured'. I have no way to know since I've never broken a bone in my life (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) Well, I hope you like this!

Hotarubi and Obscuary ghouls when you get injured during a mission without them

Subaru would be very worried about your but also a bit upset. He doesn't want you to hide anything from him. Apparently it doesn't matter he would probably do the same. He wouldn't feel any resentment towards the ghouls who took you on a mission, or so it seems. He's always poised and polite but deep down he thinks the ghouls failed miserably with keeping their inspector safe. He will keep it to himself though. He'd rather focus on taking care of you anyways. And he will do just that, making sure to do it with the utmost care.

Haku's dad mode just activates. Get ready for some scolding once he sees you. Why would you keep it from him when he cares about you so much? Why are you trying to act tough when he's right there to take care of you? Expect to be carried everywhere bridal style and don't even bother saying no, he will just ignore it. You can say the embarrassment is the price to pay for trying to hide your injury from him. Will definitely have a talk with the ghouls who went on the mission with you, trying to find out what exactly happened.

Zenji is too busy worrying to be upset you hid the injury from him. His precious girl got injured! He will focus on nursing you back to health, spending a lot more time with you than usual to make sure you're not doing anything reckless. He's basically at your service 24/7 now. If you're bored from having to sit more he will come up with plenty ways to keep you entertained. His personal favorite one is storytelling. He will actively engage you in it, and you two will create a lot of new tales for him to transfer onto paper later.

Ed was lurking around Darkwick in his bat form the day you were supposed to come back, eager to see you. That's when he caught glimpse of you struggling to walk, with the ghouls supporting you. He becomes uncharacteristically serious, immediately calling you out. You'd be better off not arguing with him. Well, usually you take care of him when he's being lazy and now it's time to return the favor. Will insist on moving you to his room for the time being "so he doesn't have to move his old body too much" but we all know it's just an excuse to have you close to him 24/7.

Rui is devastated he wasn't there when it happened so he could use his stigma to numb your pain. But not everything is lost! Once he starts taking care of you, make sure to complain about the pain so he can be your painkiller. (please it will make him very happy I promise) Also insists on moving you to Obscuary, but his reason is more believable. He can be more efficient with taking care of you and the rest that way. Will actually install a lock on your door in case Ed tries to visit you. He has everything under control! The perfect malewife.

Lyca's protective instincts kick in the moment Subaru apologized to him for not protecting you enough. He's nothing going to hold a grudge against his friend, but he wishes he could have been there. The fact that you tried to hide your injury from him isn't helping. He's looking out for every chance to prove to you how reliable he can be and this is the perfect one. He will do his best to take care of you, even carry you around if you wish. If someone accidentally bumps into you while walking you might want to hold him down or else he will start growling at the poor student..

#tokyo debunker #edwart hart #rui mizuki #lyca colt #haku kusanagi #subaru kagami #zenji kotodama

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firewasabeast · 2 days ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/firewasabeast/783270744796889088/victim-blaming-the-white-man-isnt-a-victim-just?source=share

not that anon being like "the white man is a victim"..... anon, literally anyone is capable of being a victim just as much as literally anyone is capable of being shitty/abusive/toxic, there is no magical label that changes either of these facts. the sooner ppl judge based on a person's repeated, unapologetic actions rather than their identity, the better off we will be. there's a big difference between recognizing things like discriminatory biases irl leading to ppl believing false accusations (because we live in a society that is racist/homophobic/transphobic/etc) and looking at any given person's actions, recognizing that they are harmful, and addressing it without acting as though it reflects back onto the marginalized community said person comes from.

i'd apologize for taking this topic too seriously but considering how many people these past few days have victim-blamed real victims for being triggered by a scene that reminded them of their real trauma, how many people have been put down because "you're just too sensitive," how many people have been taking eddie's actions and romanticizing them and calling them married vibes, domestic energy, and whatever the fuck else to be like "look how cute they are!" which can directly impact people in abusive situations trying to figure out if behavior IS normal... i think i'm allowed to take shit too seriously.

white men can be victims of domestic violence just as much as anyone else can be. this includes both queer men and straight men, neurotypical and neurodiverse men, men who are physically stronger than their partner and those who cannot physically fight back at all, and the list goes on. there is no label that erases that. i've been hurt by both men and women in my life, both romantically and not.

everyone is responsible for their own actions when they hurt people they claim to care about and for making amends. calling out ur favorite fictional man for repeat behavior isn't going to hurt anyone :/

anyway, hope you have a good day cj. sorry for the shitty people in your asks lmao (and for writing a long ass ask--im so tired of ppl downplaying a lot of our experiences as us being too sensitive or whatever and finding whatever they can sling at ppl between calling us racist for addressing said repeat behavior to being like "bucks a white man, hes fine" when i've known white men who were abused in their relationships, who have faced shit like SA, etc. just because anon doesn't give a shit doesn't mean it doesn't happen)

#eddie asks

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heathersdesk · 2 days ago

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Surviving Police Violence on Mother's Day

Something some of y'all may not know about me is that my father was killed by the police in my hometown.

That was in 2009 and I still have nightmares about the police on occasion. It happened to me again this morning. It was overwhelming. I don't pretend like I live with it well, but I've been living with this since I was 19 years old. The only thing that has changed is I am more patient and kind to myself when it overwhelms me.

I've also learned that the Lord will be with me in those moments, which I saw again this morning. As I was somewhere between sleep and consciousness, I began singing How Firm a Foundation in my head. It has been my comfort hymn for a long time. I woke up with the words still fresh in my mind, reciting them to myself on repeat as I got ready for church.

I ended up sitting down in front of my mother's mirror and staring at my reflection for a while. The person I've become looks so much stronger and calmer than I feel in moments like these. I sat there thinking about the journey to now and so many of the things that have happened to me along the way.

My father didn't deserve to be hunted to death like an animal by the police. I don't know that anyone does. And if there is someone for whom that is truly necessary, no one gets there without being profoundly failed and betrayed by society many times over before that.

That's how I feel. That's what's written as the epitaph on the headstone of my father in my mind. And I ended up at that headstone on Mother's Day against my choosing. Possibly because the issues I have with my mother are even more painful at the moment.

It took a lot of mental effort to get myself off the floor and into the car to go to church. Experience has taught me that asking nicely is the best way. I sang How Firm a Foundation the whole way there.

I needed the sacrament. I needed the speakers who spoke. One of them observed that the last thing Jesus did before he died was to make sure he took care of his mother before he died. The Atonement wasn't finished until she was cared for. And it was in that moment that I considered that Jesus died from police violence. He understands what I carry, as does Mary of Bethlehem and so many of the other women from that earliest generation of Saints.

I needed Relief Society. I needed to be surrounded by women who have survived and overcome so much. I needed the reminder that none of us are alone in anything we face when we have God and each other.

The lesson was on becoming spiritually whole while we wait for spiritual healing, as taught by Camille Johnson in general conference. This is what it means to be a disciple. I found that wholeness today when I needed it because I went to church.

I don't like Mother's Day or Father's Day because my family is the reason I need so much healing. I went today anyway because I needed my Savior. And the feeling that was impressed so firmly upon my soul is that the Church is my family. That's who I can celebrate during days like these. I have more family than I know what to do with and they care about me. That's who I can celebrate on Mother's Day and Father's Day.

#mormon #lds #tumblrstake #mormonism #the church of jesus christ of latter day saints #queerstake

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finelythreadedsky · 3 days ago

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heyy. I have a bit of a silly question, but I haven't been able to find enough information to get over it. I've been trying to learn more about how theatre took place in Greece, and all sources I looked at so far mention that in each of the the three days of the festival of the city dionisias, the contesting playwrights would present three tragedies and one satyr play each. but I'm not clear yet on how many playwrights that meant exactly, nor in how were these playwrights were chosen to be there. if it was only one a day, do you know if there were other competitions beforehand to filter them out, or should we assume there weren't a lot of people able to compete at that level anyway? or if more than one playwright presented per day (seems odd since it would mean at least 8 works a day, which is a lot), do we have an estimate on how many they would be? sorryy if this is like. a really stupid question. but no one has been clear on it in the texts I've been looking at.

I don't have any specific ancient texts or modern scholarship to direct you to as sources on this, but here's a rundown:

The Dionysia had three days of tragic performance and three tragedians competing with four plays each. On each day, one playwright presented his work in the form of three tragedies plus one satyr play, so one playwright and four plays per day. There's some disagreement over what time the proceedings likely started/ended, but the performances probably took about 4-5 hours each day. So we're not thinking of the audience as sitting in the theater from sunrise to sundown, but we should probably also assume a fair amount of coming and going as well as snacking and talking in the audience during the plays. At the end of the third day prizes would be awarded. I would assume that the playwrights drew lots for going first/second/third, and I also suspect that it might have been seen as an advantage to go either last or first, though I'm not sure which. (And then the next day, the four competing comic playwrights presented one comedy each, all on the same day.)

We do know that the archon chose which playwrights would compete in tragedy at the Dionysia and allotted them funding and a chorus, but we don't know exactly how this choice was made, and the mechanism was probably different at different points in time. It was likely pretty informal at the beginning of the fifth century and become more formalized later on, once playwriting became a more established profession with a lot of prestige, and also once certain families had established it as their family business. I would imagine that c. 490 or so, the archon and the handful of working 'tragic' writers (probably something closer to amateurs) likely all knew each other, and the archon might have just picked three he liked or whose work in previous years had been good, maybe with some indication of the subject they were planning. From at least the second half of the fifth century and likely for the majority of it, would-be competitors probably submitted some sort of proposal to the archon, whether this was titles, full or partial draft scripts, outlines of their proposed plays, or maybe the playwright performing a sample monologue, and the archon chose which three would receive a performance slot in the festival and the funding to train a chorus. The winner from the previous year may have been guaranteed one of the three spots. But the archon would not have been able to see performances of these plays in order to judge whether or not to include them in the festival, except for what the playwright (or a friend) might be able to perform himself, since a playwright had to be approved by the archon before he would get personnel like a producer/sponsor, a chorus, or, in the later years of the fifth century, potentially his lead actor(s).

#anyway this is also why i think that tragedians must have composed using the written word even if they taught their actors/chorus orally #the audience is aware of the script as a material written text even if that's not how the actors/chorus encountered it #even if it's not how anyone but the playwright himself encountered it #it exists as a written text and a material object as a necessary step along the way to becoming a performance #mine #ask #anonymous

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