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Niki was out on a lovely stroll when she noticed somebody a little ahead of her.
She was going to ignore them, especially when she realized who it was, but unfortunately he noticed her as well.
"Hey," he said.
"Hi, we haven't met yet, I'm Niki," she replied, definitely on her guard. She'd heard a few things about him, notably his mean trait.
"I'm Jack," he introduced himself, and although it was faint, perhaps even forced, Niki was pretty sure she saw a smile.
A smile!
She wasn't about to ignore everyone else's opinions about this Sim, but from what she could tell... he didn't seem so terrible.
"You know, I heard from more than one Sim that you were a bit of a... plumbob," she told him frankly.
Jack laughed. "Yeah, well, they aren't wrong. You caught me with a lot of happy moodlets."
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If you’re still taking requests, Mk1 Kung Lao meets Mk11 Kung Lao?
I will use this ask to finish the wip I had since November, thank you anon <3
#helsensm art#my asks#really like this mk11 mirror match intro he's so funny I love him#I was planning to add a few more kung lao but it got a bit crowded...#kung lao and his fuсking million hats#for some reason I have a strange hc that mk1 titan lao is... kinda a diсk?? ahahhssH#don't get me wrong he's a great keeper of time and a realm protector#loved and respected#got wiser with all the years#but he's “cut the bs” kinda guy and a man of action#not that patient and soft as liu kang#“punch first ask questions later”#kung lao#mortal kombat#mk11#mortal kombat 11#mk1#mortal kombat 1#mortal kombat legends#mortal kombat 2021#mk2021#revenant kung lao#titan kung lao
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unable to stop dwelling on the discworld trouser leg of time where, in the penultimate fight scene in Nightwatch, Carcer manages to kill teenage Sam Vimes.
Which means that the future that Duke Vimes came from can no longer exist, which means he can’t go home. Meanwhile you’ve got a bunch of history monks with stored up temporal energy, a prepared space outside of time, and the need to do some desperate damage control before the Auditors get involved. Death shows up, reality is unweaving, Sam is reading Carcer his discworld miranda rights because what else is he supposed to do.
and finally, with little other option, the monks de-age Sam so he fits the time period and send him back out into the fray.
(they didn't call it deageing of course. His memory is hazy, splintered during that terrible in between moment, They....took the time out of him? Sanded away the edges of his self for a terrible, workable fit? It...wasn't a good feeling.)
Just—damn. Sam Vimes having to live his whole crapsack life over again, but this time as his disillusioned-reillusioned, unwillingly-character-developed, noir-epic, Duke of Ankh, Commander Sir Samuel Vimes self.
Younger (Older? He's never felt so Old, His steps so Childlike, reality twisting in his gut like one of Dibbler's pies) Sam Vimes walking around in a haze after the revolution. Desperate to go home, knowing he can’t. Wanting to drink. Knowing he can’t.
The whole precinct feels pity, he really took Keel’s death hard, hardly speaks except to do his job. Eventually he has to grit his teeth and start being present, because what else is there to do?
Resists the urge to drink until Colon takes the whole watch out to celebrate because -he’s going to be a father!
Come on Sammy, one drink won’t kill you— and after the first drink he’s cracking jokes and after the second hes smiling and after the third hes honestly the life of the party and sometime after that he’s crying about how he was going to be a father and my wife would be ashamed if she saw me drinking like this and—
Oh shit, Did anyone else know he had a wife?? A PREGNANT wife??? What—aren’t you like 12—no you're 17 now aren't you but when did—
You guys n’ver met ’er—oh gods none if you ev’n know ‘er, is jus’ me...
What—when did you lose—
I lost her the same damn day I los’ ev’rythin else, whadya think...bleeding Carcer...the fuckin revolution...
So! That! Sam only vaguely remembers the night, but rumors travel faster than light on the disc, so by the next day the whole damn city knows about poor Sam brung low by the loss of his poor, tragic, pregnant wife, so young to be a widower, and the Seamstresses nod because they already knew, don’t ask them how, somethings you just have to know in that trade.
And his mother—I don’t know, sue me, I’m a time travel fiend but there’s something deeply intriguing about a man meeting his dead parent, who is somewhat younger than him, and stepping into the old relationship like a badly fitting thing that's supposed to fit well. She would know, right? How would she deal with her son’s impossible grief? Maybe she wouldn’t know—he spent most of the time out of the house, running with different street gangs, maybe he avoids her until she dies and lives with the guilt twice over. God, we don’t even know her name. There’s just so much narrative and emotional potential that I don’t even know where to start.
When he’s on duty, which is most time - it’s agonizing because at first he remembers cases, saves lives that would have been lost. But the more time passes, the hazier his memory because in the original timeline he was becoming an alcoholic. Fuck! A kid dies and he could have saved her if he hadn’t been such a drunk, if he had just remembered where the asshole lived, but it’s all a haze, and he wants to drown out his guilt, but that’s what caused this in the first place.
Good young Sammy, who spends his rare off-time in dusty libraries (and yes, the irony that he’s apparently Carrot now is not lost on him) reading gods-only-know.
It’s not like he can ask the wizards for help, cutthroat and vicious as they are now in the not-so-distant-past.
Good young Sam, who...talks to the Broken Drum’s pet Bouncer like he’s a real person and not a dumb rock? That’s a bit weird, but he’s a bit of a funny guy.
Good old Sam, who believed the testimony of the dwarf who said the humans were trying to rob him and let the dwarf go??
the PROBLEMS this man would cause, good grief. Can you imagine a moderately progressive middle aged man with some degree of begrudging diversity and equity training that he did, for all his sins, pay attention to, suddenly going back to like, 1990, going back just 30 years, and going...oh damn this is kind of fucked up, no man you can’t say that, holy shit.
Except Sam’s lived through even more rapidly shifting social moroes! There’s no seamstress guild, there’s no women allowed inside the university, there’s no black ribboner’s society. People hunted trolls for their teeth! But Sam can’t just unlearn everything, and he can’t shut up, and he has no real luck and anyway he would absolutely get himself (temporarily) fired.
FUCK. Sam has no idea what to do with that. None. Zero clue. Wanders around in a haze until that dwarf he saved from police brutality finds him and insists on repaying the debt. No, he insists, do you have any idea what debt means to a dwarf?
“Sort-of?” he replies hesitantly, and that honest admission of incomplete knowledge shows a hell of a lot more respect and understanding than any self proclaimed dwarf-expert ever did.
Gets a job as a surface man, hauling rocks into the city. It’s backbreaking work, but, in true Discworld fashion, it’s also one hell of a workout (again the irony of being Carrot is not lost him. he freezes for a minute while hauling a rock cart, when he remembers he's technically Lost Nobility too, in a strict sense, but someone curses at him in the street and he's comfortingly grounded)
And here is where this au slides into a SPECTACULAR romantic comedy, BEAR WITH ME. Because in his time on the Watch he’s already done noir, action adventure, war story, detective who dunnit, psychological horror, but guards guards only allowed him to be a romance protagonist in an extremely limited context.
Give me righteous, twenty-something-looking, can’t-say-he-doesn’t-have-style, young Sam Vimes, not an alcoholic, being fed three square meals a day by his dwarven forced found family, hauling rocks. He is startled to find him bumping his head on a low hanging bar that he doesn’t think used to be there, eventually realizing that he’s an inch or two taller than he remembers. Huh. Guess all that bearhuggers really did stunt his growth.
Still doesn’t get what some of the looks from women he’s getting are about, sure, he’s dirty but so is everyone else. Fine, he took his shirt off, but it’s hot out, there’s far wrinklier than him hauling heavy loads, get a life.
Happens to glance in the Ankh one day when it’s particularly slow and shiny and is startled to realize that he might be turning heads for a different reason. Oh. Right, not that he was ever a heartbreaker, but he did alright for himself... when he was a younger and his face hadn’t been broken so many times. Which...it isn't now.
Is mildly disturbed by the revelation.
Especially once things blow over at the precinct and what with high mortality rates, he ends up with getting hired again. The boys are delighted to have him back, nevermind that he’s an odd one, noone is ever quite in your corner like Vimsey, absence makes the heart fonder, no one else works that hard, and he’s not even competition for promotion. All around great guy, we should set him up with somebody and just, no.
It just keeps getting worse! He’s literate! He’s a feminist! He believes abuse victims! He’s got a tragic backstory! He’s unreasonably good in a fistfight! He’s kind to animals! Word gets around that there’s a good man on the watch and he’s just waiting for a good woman to come snap him up. The widower excuse doesn’t hold people off completely, and for some it’s its own sort-of appeal.
Things REALLY become stressful after he rescues that carriage full of noblewoman.
What’s he supposed to do? Let them get robbed? Or worse? Chasing down and beating up 10 goons is as easy as beating up one, when they’re that stupid, getting separated like that, drunk and distracted, and he knows these streets better than anyone, really it’s nothing. And oh lord he’s Modest too.
I mean, they were genuinely greatful, as genuine as people like that are capable of being, the skill having grown rusty. And then there is something...magnetic about the man. An air of command.
So, soon enough you get Lady Marigold of Marigrave calling on Treckle Road for that gallant young officer who rescued them, she really needs to thank him. And Viscountess Elanor Thitzferal specifically requesting that he guard her at her next soiree. And Baroness Julieta van Shoeholten insisting that he come to her home while her husband’s away, for... manly protection.
Aaaah just zero sympathy from the guys. None. 'It’s become a competition, they’re just trying to see who can get me into bed first, it’s like I’m a piece of meat, you can’t send me sir, the Marquess greeted me in a nightee last time you made me go to—' and 'small gods Vimes are you even listening to yourself, shut the hell up'.
Simultaneous to this, (again this is several years into the timeline) swamp dragon accessories come into style. Which means abandoned swamp dragons scrounging on the street. Vimes takes one back to his apartment, blows his paycheck on dragon medicine, and eventually, heart in his chest, brings it to the Ramkin estate. The sunshine orphanage doesn’t even exist yet and he’s just standing outside the gates like an idiot, what is he thinking. Turns around, but her carriage is pulling up and—
well. they meet. it's cute. he's never felt so young. he's never felt so old, too old for her, too poor—
and certainly her thoughts linger too long on the awkward, kindly, handsome young commoner, but is it any wonder she doesn't quite connect it to the stern, dangerous, sexy young guard the ladies seem to be in some quiet, cuthroat competition over?
i have this gorgeous, absurd scene in my head in which Vimes is strong armed into standing guard at some high society soiree and one of the pushiest ladies insists he dance with here, or, if he prefers, if he's not confident about his skills, he can dance with her in-private at her home and he’s like [grinding teeth, looking for a way out, seeinf one] “I would be honored to dance with you.”
Steps right into some ultra-complex dance with multiple partner swaps (she never thought he'd pick this one, devilishly intimidating to one not strictly trained, and you barely spend anytime with your first partner).
But he does alright. Better than alright, for a common man, sometimes misstepping but his hands and feet always end up where they need to be. Raises several eyebrows part way into the song because he's throuwing in some slightly scandalous, no innovative, extra lifts and twirls that wouldn't become fashionable for another decade or two. Who even is that guy? Some out of towner? No, no he's in a guards uniform...how very strange.
Gets to Sybll and she's used to embarrassment during these dances, she tries to get out of them when she can... but can't always. Men awkwardly skipping the lifts, or worse, trying and failing. But him — oh it's him, the one who helped little Erold, and looked at her like—like—well like she was someone beautiful. And he's doing it again, and he's strong and there's a quiet moment where she's in the air, they lock eyes, and the rest of the room melts away.
And then the partners change again, the moment ended.
Just...living throught it all again. To the left, a dance he almost knows the steps to, throwing others off balance with erratic moves , honest mistakes, and delibrate stepping on toes. Improvising. Ruining. Improving. Getting far, far too much attention.
Hes almost excited when the first assassains start coming after him. It's like a hobby.
Everyone tells him he should get a hobby.
Interactions with young vetinari...I don't have the energy to write it all down, the slow circling in on each other, both burning with the need to fix the city, save it, their city.
needless to say he ends up fired again, life under real threat after offending some high lord.
Conveniently enough he has an employment opportunity- bodyguard to fucking Vetinari on his 'grand sneer.' The bastard knows vimes isn't what he seems, though sam is pretty sure that he doesnt know the exacts.
Vetinari hypothesis:(the ghost of keel? Keels son, with some hereditary curse? Or a larger spirit of justice possessing a string of unrelated souls? He knows things he shouldn't- mind reader? Fortune teller? Havelock once arranged for a wizard to bump into him on the street, the magical fool gave an odd double look and then muttered something about destiny looping in on itself giving him a headache. Destiny? Lost noble? And hes far too familiar with sybyl, one of the few bearable noblewomen in this city. And his thoughts on guilds, when havelock can trip him into speaking... Most of all, if hes reading him at all correctly (for all the mystery hes not that hard to read, unless thats a very clever cover) then it seems that behind those dark haunted eyes is Respect. Loyalty. For vetinari. What an interesting man. A puzzling asset. An intriguing threat. )
Did I mention the timeline is changing, healing slowly around the place where it was torn? Healing enough around scars to perhaps get some flexibility back, with some painful stretches and...massaging of said scar tissue?
And hes heading to unresting uberwald, a place where a werewolf pack still hunts humans and, truely unrelated but perhaps equally exhausting, an eldritch spirit of vengeance just might be looking to stretch its legs in a hapless vessel?
Opening drabble Vimes Vetinari Meta (Unwell) Scene from the Uberwald Grand Sneer
#discworld#sam vimes#discworld au#nightwatch au#i literally drafted this post in December 2021#and i know it was living in my head for years already at that point#i have more somewhere aging like cheese in the back of my mind#discworld fanfic#night watch#Let this be free from my mind#Perhaps someone else will write it#BE FREE ANCIENT AU OF MY SOUL#For all my obsession with discworld I have but this one (1) AU though it tears at me like the seam of a pair of pants#The songs I have permanently associated with this au are slightly bonkers by the way#My au#Seriously there's like two full novels worth of content up here. Sybyll running away from home and living as a commoner#To mirror Sam joining upper class in original timeline you see?#Some early discworld murder Wizard nonsense when they try to poke at the temporal anomaly and the universe goes brrrr#Eventually catching up with color of Magic city burning bs and vimes is mad as fuck#Weird year that never was protecting people during sourcery#And when we start catching up with where he left#Oh ho ho you can't to forward to something that doesn't exist but maybe you can go sideways to a place that's got a tear in it#A sam vimes shaped tear#And his pregnant wife from 30 years ago in the other trouser leg#AND that's not even mentioning how carcers trial got taken to a...higher court
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Ok I redesigned them for the last goddamn time
TFR Autobot designs ^^ (I'm sorry if the colours look fucked up idk how to fix exporting stuff)
Character profiles beneath the cut
Optimus Prime
Allegiance: Autobot
Alt mode: Freightliner semi truck
Occupation: Autobot commander, current Prime
Likes: Cybertronian history, reading, Earth’s general vibe, long drives, peace and quiet
Dislikes: His position as Prime (he’s not very vocal about it though), snakes, icy roads, large social functions, taking breaks from all that gosh darn paperwork
Once a humble dock worker named Orion Pax, Optimus Prime is the leader of the Autobot Resistance, and is being counted on to save his home from the Decepticons. Any Autobot would describe him as wise, kind, stoic, somewhat stern, and a great leader who can sometimes get grumpy when stressed or tired. His most trusted officers and family, such as Elita-1, know that he’s also rather socially awkward and a bit of a bookworm. He cares deeply for every single Autobot under his command, and has grown to care for Earth as well. He generally dislikes needlessly reckless behaviour from those around him, as he can’t bear to see even more lives lost to the war. He often doubts himself, his role as Prime, and his actions, even if they were right. At the end of the day, Optimus wants nothing more than to live a quiet life with his loved ones.
Elita-1
Allegiance: Autobot
Alt mode: F-16 Fighting Falcon fighter jet
Occupation: Autobot commander
Likes: Astronomy, meteorology, flying, Earth rain, stargazing
Dislikes: Megatron (everyone hates him but she hates him on a very personal level), confined spaces, caves, snowstorms
Before she was Elita-1, she was Ariel, and before she was Ariel, she was a miner designated AR-1. After escaping the mines when she was young, she was taken in by an old dock boss named Kup who offered her a job at the docks, where she met a young mech named Orion Pax. Elita and Optimus Prime are both co-commanders and conjunx enduras. She’s much more of a social jokester than he is, and is extremely popular amongst the troops. She’s cunning, loyal, intelligent, and a fierce warrior who always stands up for what’s right and puts others before herself, all while being someone who’s willing to lend an ear to anyone who needs to vent. She’s truly the definition of an Autobot.
Bumblebee
Allegiance: Autobot
Alt mode: 2017 Volkswagen Beetle
Occupation: Special Operations scout
Likes: Earth pop culture (especially video games and 80s music), open roads, making friends, adventure, summertime, stories about pre-war Cybertron, carwashes
Dislikes: Being teased for his height, sharp objects, confinement, failing a task or mission
Bumblebee is one of the youngest and most promising soldiers in the Resistance. Raised by Optimus and Elita, he chose to join the fight against the Decepticons once he came of age, a decision that they respect but don’t fully approve of. His oddly small stature makes him ideal for espionage-based missions, and he’s nearly mastered using his size to his advantage while in direct combat. Bee is an extremely upbeat and friendly bot, and while he may be small, he has a big spark that cares deeply for everyone around him. He often recklessly puts himself in danger to protect others, which usually gets him injured, but the injuries are worth it, in his opinion. Overall, Bumblebee is a dependable, determined, and brave Autobot, just like his caretakers.
Wheeljack
Allegiance: Autobot
Alt mode: 2015 Chevrolet Silverado
Occupation: Autobot Science Division, Chief Engineer
Likes: Science, inventing, researching, stunt driving (he doesn’t do it much anymore, though), lab work, reading scientific reports, explaining things he’s invented or fixed, explosions
Dislikes: Listening to his body when it tells him to take breaks, not knowing about a subject, distractions from his work, long fights
Wheeljack is one of Cybertron’s greatest scientific minds. He’s a brilliant, eccentric engineer and a good-natured bot who others like to be around. He can easily become engrossed in his work, and has little regard for his own personal safety, as he frequently patches himself up and regularly visits the medbay after his daily experiment blows up in his face. He often looks out for the youngsters around him, and ends up fostering a strong paternal affection towards his human ally Sadie. While he’s not on the front lines as much as he once was, he’s still quite a capable fighter and a force to be reckoned with.
Ratchet
Allegiance: Autobot
Alt mode: MXP-170 ambulance
Occupation: Chief Medical Officer
Likes: Peace and quiet, napping, organizing his equipment, Engex, bossing people around
Dislikes: People or bots who annoy him, his equipment being disorganized, comments about his age (unless he makes them), hotshot young bots (except for Bee), busy cities
One of Iacon’s best and most dedicated medical professionals, Ratchet is an elderly, cranky old medic who’s constantly trying to keep his fellow Autobots out of trouble. He’s no stranger to wartime, as he's a veteran of the Quintesson War that took place before the majority of his comrades were even protoformed. Having raised both Optimus and Wheeljack, they’re two of the only bots who know that, despite his prickly exterior, Ratchet is actually quite a softie deep down. Still, Ratchet has a nasty temper, and he often doesn’t work well with others, preferring to do things “his way”. When the situation is dire enough, however, he’ll accept help from those around him. Occasionally, he’ll be relaxed enough to lightheartedly joke around with those he’s closest with, but overall he’s a tough, no-nonsense, hard working old bot.
#was gonna add a digitized height chart but its gonna take longer than i though so ill post this now#next up: human characters!#sadie and her mom and a secret third thing#then itll be the decepticons#anyways happy new year <3#im hoping to update the fic soon but here's something to chew on in the meantime#transformers#ben's bs#maccadam#maccadams#transformers fan continuity#transformers recharge and rebound#transformers recharge#tf recharge#tfr#transformers au#transformers fan design#optimus prime#elita 1#elita one#bumblebee#wheeljack#ratchet#tfr lore
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we should organize a group reread of svsss every 3-6 months just so everyone can freshen up their memory of what is and isn't canon because some of the takes i've been seeing recently are... 💀
#i am CONVINCED that some of these people 1) haven't read the books 2) are 12 years old 3) both#likeeeeee ugh when i was younger i thought it was BS but the older i get the more i understand why some works have age warnings#svsss#scum villain's self saving system#bingqiu#miao
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can't believe a show based on a videogame (usually games adaptations are notoriously bad, which isn't the case here tho) gave me the beauty and the beast/twisted mirrors/enemies to traveling companions/ruthless antihero+optmistic but still badass heroine who takes none of his shit/age gap but make it sexy dynamic of my dreams. as much as i love maximus and i think he deserves the best writing ever because 1. he's a clever deconstruction of the aspiring Knight bro who's actually a bit of a loser and, as much as lucy, sees the world in black&white at first and then doesn't get what he thought he wanted but what he needs (or at least i hope he'll eventually get it), and 2. he's a cutie and i want an epic love story for him too, it's very funny how they tried to give us a puppy kind of romance and the tumblr girlies still fixated on the "toxic ~she bites his finger off and he cuts hers off and sews it on his hand in what we'll pretend it's a symbolic marriage rings exchange or whatever~ asshole who used to be a nice guy/good girl™ with a lot of spunk and hidden anger but unshakeable morals" kind of relationship.
#mind you idt the writers will ever have the guts to go for this pair or anything and i'm perfectly okay with the maximus/lucy romance#but still. they tried to give us the wholesome love story between two cuties with a killer side#and the fandom went ~mmmh we kinda want for that girl and the noseless radioactive ghoul to fuck nasty actually#shhdhdhf i'm sorry but this was so predictable to me. conosco i miei polli#also. i don't fully understand those who see it as a father/daughter thing? just because it worked on tlos#doesn't mean we need the same kind of dynamic here#1. despite him being an actual father (or at least. he was 200+ years ago) i've never seen a less paternal character than the ghoul lmao#2. lucy is an adult woman. young but in her mid twenties i guess? cooper had (and maybe still has) a daughter but the kid was like. 6 or 7?#lucy doesn't need a daddy she's a grown up. stop infantilizing women all the freaking time#let them be fully equals!! let them be bickering road trip companions/a killer squad/tentative allies who eventually form a real bond#i SWEAR if the writers go full parent/child bs with them in s2 because they're more popular#(at least on ao3. i don't expect the same level of insanity from the general audience)#than the canon ship i'll riot. idt they will but still#..... maybe they should go for a hot max/lucy/coop polycule instead. that would be interesting lmao#vaultghoul#fallout#val rambles in the tags#val speaks#txt
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you can always tell when someone doesn't have maga men in their life and god it makes me angry.. "if you're nice and compassionate you can be the one woman that makes them realize women aren't mean!" my mom bent over backwards for my dad for 25 fucking years he has plenty of other women kissing his ass and it never changed anything. do you really think that before being radicalized they never knew a single kind woman? they were never friends with a nice girl? alt-right men's problem with women isn't just that they've experienced too many mean women and they need to be shown that women can be nice, it's that they think women are inferior and don't deserve rights and don't understand anything so you can do what you want with them. and it takes a lot more than being nice to show someone that you aren't inferior. this isn't a case of being nice even when it's hard for the sake of deradicalization, it's about spending every fucking interaction with someone trying to get them to see you as a human being with value and a functioning intellect while they just laugh and show you that's never going to happen.
i cannot stress this enough: random women are not just going out and Being Mean to men. ur average guy interacts with plenty of women throughout his life- close women amongst their friends and family, casual interactions etc. most people don't start out being shunned by women, they start out being treated as NORMAL. & when they show their disrespect in normal society, it isn't tolerated, but when they go to alt-right spaces (which they're pushed towards online) they're told they're allowed to be as horrible as they want with no consequences because they're entitled to everything. it isn't "women aren't welcoming and the alt-right is so friendly so i'll become alt-right," it's "women don't let me disrespect them and the alt-right tells me fuck them, do whatever you want, you're entitled to it all" and why would you choose the group where you have to be a normal accountable person when there's a group that will reward you for being a shithead who gives no fucks?
the alt-right can afford to be more friendly and welcoming because they can allow bigotry. this can't work the same way for progressive spaces because we can be as kind & welcoming as possible but at the end of the day we have lines where we have to say "this behavior/speech isn't allowed in this space," and for certain people, that just can't win against a space where you can be as nasty as you want. these posts always end with a disclaimer saying "of course being kind doesnt mean you need to tolerate their bigotries" but what they don't realize and what drives me crazy is that women not tolerating bigotry IS the "women are mean" that radicalized them in the first place. they perceive you pushing back on any bigotry or bullshit as you being a meanie and treating them like they're ontologically evil. the 'kindness' they need to be deradicalized is you letting them walk all over you.
idk what the answer is to deradicalizing them and im sure relationships are part of it but you can be as kind as you want and all it will do is destroy you ime. i cant stand to see people (who have never even successfully deradicalized any man by being nice btw they always speak in hypotheticals and not from experience) double down on telling women to do things that will see no results and only hurt them, especially when any woman who has tried can tell you exactly how it went
#being as nasty as possible & shitting on everyone while giving no fucks makes you popular in certain spaces. that's tempting no matter what#to immature ppl. part of growing up is learning that you cant do that and real relationships need you to not do that#but that sucks. you could just ignore it and join the alt-right to be a manchild forever#if ur an asshole who wld u wanna hang out with: ur wife who says please dont be an asshole to me or ur bros who say she's a hysterical bitc#& u did nothing wrong?#if u had a maga dad/brother/uncle & u heard the way they talk about women its never abt being mean lol#it's abt how women are hysterical & sensitive & get upset at everything they do#im so sorry but a normal guy (i know & am friends with many) doesnt simply become an MRA because his girl friends made 1 men suck joke#if a guy truly has no fulfilling friendships with women or girls to the point where some feminist group 'being too mean' can radicalize him#bc he doesnt have any kind women in his life to prove that wrong. he already had issues.#you reach a certain point in your friendship with these guys where youve been SO kind and so supportive and welcoming and played therapist#for ages and then they turn around and say 'im voting trump cuz i like his personality better lol i dont care about rights and that bs'#even if you can deradicalize someone by being kind thats years of insane unreciprocated energy for ONE guy#who will end up being the person who never posts abt feminism except to say i became alt right because women were mean so be nice girls!#nobody tells anyone else to accept full blown bigots in their spaces either much less BEFRIEND them#bc nobody is expected to do this kind of service except women. <3#eat ass.
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I swear I really am chased by death sometimes.
Last week, I had to take hitting what looked like a vertical plane of glass head on while driving on a highway.
Here were my options:
1) hit the breaks at around 60mph and get immediately rear ended
2) swerve left and hit a concrete barrier at 60mph
3) swerve right and either hit another car or be hit by another car at 60 mph
4) tank the thing that appeared out of nowhere and pray it didn’t break the windshield cuz that could kill me too
Luckily for me, whatever this was, it didn’t lift when I hit it. And while it did take out the grill of my car, the internal workings are fine, and death was averted
I really don’t know exactly what I hit. But it really looked like a pane of glass
#my life is weird#death likes to flirt#can I have 1 year without this type of thing?#please?#oh#friend nicknamed this car Todd#for Jason Todd#I’ve had him since October#and I’ve dealt with a catestrophic tire failure and 2 slow leaks in the tires since then#and now this#4 months of BS
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cant believe i just. emailled my professor like "hey heres the problem im anticipating can we talk abt how i could best accommodate for this." and he said "yeah lets talk after class." and i said "ok sounds good." and then he talked with me after class and we settled on stuff that works for both of us. and i didnt even cry or anything. and i didnt have to wait for things to get to a boiling point to do that i did it ahead of time. and was honest about my problems. man.
#text#:') like it is really really cool to notice when im like. significantly doing better than i ever have been#remembering in high school when i was always missing assignments bc i had one (1) hour of wifi time allowed on my computer#and 15 minutes on myphone#which just Was Not Enough#and i didnt want to explain it to my teachers cuz i didnt want them to be like. Worried about it#and also i was embarrassed#so i just. accepted the missing grades#i probably only passed my classes with As/Bs (for the most part) bc of the fucky grading stuff we had going on#the grading system changed every single year and against all odds it was usually in my favor#Anyway#personal#college tag
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The Leverage OT3 in Every Episode
Leverage (2008-2012)
01x10 The Juror #6 Job
#once again back on my bs#I really need to get better about selecting actual scenes with them#instead of just every moment they’re also standing or sitting near each other#will I though?#no probably not#also cannot believe it’s been nearly two months since I’ve posted in this series#I swear my goal is to finish season 1 by the end of the year#also happy that my editing and gif quality does look a bit better here!#shout out to lindseymcdonaldseyelashes for that#I literally have a degree in programs for this#and I decide to learn a new one to make gifs :)#I’m working on figuring it out because I like to make things harder for myself#so thank you for reminding me of the exact gif size so I can set it in the app I’m using#leverage#inde gifs#leverage ot3#ot3: hitter hacker thief#the leverage ot3 in every episode#the juror 6 job#leverage ot3 casual touches#inde gifs: the juror 6 job#inde gifs: leverage ot3#inde gifs: the leverage ot3 in every episode#inde gifs: leverage ot3 casual touches
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Hi, could you do a SFW. Stolen Kiss w/ Satan x GN!MC please? Thank you!
You got it. I had a lot of fun with this one, so I hope you enjoy it.
1 year anniversary flash request event - SFW
(Satan x gn!MC)
Prompt 8 – Stolen kiss
Satan was pissed. After all the research he did and the trouble he went through to get the magical ingredients necessary for the curse only for one of Lucifer’s charms to deflect it – Satan could set the house on fire with his anger. Satan just wanted to make all of Lucifer’s socks and shirts invisible when he wore them. The thought of Lucifer walking around looking like he wasn’t wearing any socks or a shirt under his coats, jackets, or vests would have been so undignified and hilarious. He would have been humiliated. But now, Satan was completely invisible, and he was ready to use his newfound invisibility to wreak havoc on that pompous bastard. After all, it was Lucifer’s fault that Satan’s curse had backfired.
On his way to Lucifer’s office – hoping the bastard would be in there – Satan stormed through the house and into the library, unseen. Suddenly, all his rage melted when he saw you curled up in one of the large armchairs with a book still in your lap. His breath caught in his throat. You looked so peaceful and adorable. It was as if a blessing had been bestowed on him – like when he was on a walk and found a cat napping on whatever warm surface it could find. Satan pat himself down, searching for his D.D.D., only to find that he couldn’t see his phone when he pulled it out. Even if he managed to unlock the screen, he’d never be able to get a good picture of you like this. He sighed and put his phone away.
“I guess I’ll just have to remember how cute you look,” Satan whispered, stretching out his hand to pet you gently. You hummed softly in your sleep. He treasured that peaceful look on your face – although he wished you wouldn’t fall asleep out in the open where anyone could see you. With a tender smile, Satan bent down and left a kiss on your forehead.
This time, it was enough to cause you to stir. You furrowed your brows and opened your eyes slowly – first one and then the other. You had definitely felt something.
“Hello?” you called out, expecting someone to be nearby. Maybe you had just sensed someone looking at you. Maybe the House of Lamentation had ghosts again.
“Good morning, MC,” Satan spoke – or at least it sounded like him. You looked around, searching for the source of the voice.
“Satan? Is that you?”
“So, you recognize my voice even when you’ve just woken up? That’s cute.” Satan chuckled.
“Where are you? You’re not talking to me in my head or something, are you? Did you all finally drive me medically insane?”
“No, nothing like that,” Satan laughed. “As much as I would love to be stuck in your head, I’m afraid I’ve been cursed with invisibility for the time being.”
“Really?” You were shocked. “Which idiot had the balls to curse you? You’re not just messing with me, right?”
Satan side-stepped your “which idiot” question. He figured it wouldn’t exactly be charming to admit he had sort of – maybe – brought this upon himself. “Want proof?”
“I guess?”
Satan approached you and brought his lips to yours. You couldn’t see him, but you felt the familiar sensation of his lips, followed by a warm caress on your cheek. Although you were still a bit confused, you went along with it, closing your eyes and kissing him back. When you felt him pull away, you opened your eyes. Satan was visible again, standing right in front of you with an affectionate smile and a light blush on his cheeks.
“Damn,” Satan whispered – half in response to kissing you, and half because he wasn’t invisible anymore. “There go my plans to prank Lucifer back. Too bad.”
“Well, I’m glad I can see you now.” You smiled up at him.
Satan’s grin widened, and he held your face before giving you another slow, sweet kiss. “I’m happy you can see me, too.”
#arlatthan#requests#moss 1 year event#moss 1 year event sfw#gn!mc#satan#obey me short fic#obey me#the last two request have me back on my loving Satan bs. He's so cute and I just want to bite him a little#obey me satan#satan x mc#satan x reader
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“Welcome everyone,” Alana said with a beaming smile as she surveyed the group of Sims. “I know you’re probably itching to get settled in and start grinding some skills, but before you do I wanted to set the scene and establish some of the Watcher’s custom rules for this challenge.”
Alana proceeded to explain a few important things. While most of PurzelSims’ rules for the Build-a-City Challenge would be applied here, there were some slight modifications — most of them to make the challenge even harder.
“Obviously the biggest change is that we’re fifteen Sims divided up randomly into three different households. Usually, you never see more than six, maybe eight if the Watcher is incredibly lucky. This is mostly to make things more fun and have some better relationship dynamics right from the beginning. To make it less of an advantage, however, the Watcher will not be allowed to use any CAS Points until all starting debts have been paid off.”
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❊ Open starter. / Non mutuals and mutuals.
"Snow lands on top."
#here. todays the 1 yr anniversary of this blog so annoy him. for annoying me for a year straight now w/ his delulu ass and#constant bullshittery :))#icb i havent put this quote in an open before this only his most fav bs to say#indie rp#open rp#dystopian rp#tbosas rp#thg rp#independent rp
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oh my god can ppl find a reason to ship/not ship something that’s in the middle of a ship war w/o trying to make out the other character to be the worst person in existence? honest to god it’s not that hard to say “this ship doesn’t work for me bcz of xyz” u rlly do not need to go “uhhh actually no it’s not character a that’s a horribly racist asshole who thinks SA is cool (that’s so stupid wtf, they barely did anything), its character b. did u not see how they [smallest thing possible]??? can’t believe the hypocrisy u have going on here…” like seriously PLEASE u do not have to justify urself to this level it just makes everything 10x more annoying
#kataang/z*tara ship war posting in the year 2023? more likely than u think.#also abt the whole jancy/st*ncy thing but this was spurred by me seeing a kataang v zk argument where both ppl just sounded so insufferable#literally “aang is so racist for not liking this one water tribe dish” “actually zuko dismissing aang’s anti-revenge philosophy is the same#as the great grandkid of an ss officer making fun of jewish culture”#(not even exaggerating they both said that basically verbatim)#like babes please it’s really not that serious-#i hate how this happens every time there’s a ship war that’s boy x girl v same girl x different boy#it’s always “erm actually it’s implied in one frame in s1 that boy 1 hates black ppl bcz of the red x over the black background”#“oh yeah? well boy 2 was an asshole pre-character development so he’s definitely homophobic as hell”#with minimal mention of the girl u guys r shipping them with#like look i love kataang nd while jancy might not be my fav of all time i still ship them#but holy shit u guys can be as annoying as the zk/st*ncy shippers u claim to hate#idk this is just a problem i have with fandoms a lot nd i needed to yell abt it#rant#ship wars#fandom bs#atla#kataang#pro aang#pro zuko#ryan shut the fuck up
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BRO my coworker lives under a rock fr 😭😭
We were coming up with cat names and I was jokingly like “lmao we should name them sans and papyrus” and she was like “*gasp* like the fonts?? That’s so cute wait, we could name a few after like arial or hevetica”. I was clearly confused like “bro do you not know what Undertale is” and she was like “…no? Is that a show or what?”
#she doesn’t know y’all#she’s not that much younger than me#like 1-2 years#but still#wtf#I guess I just got so used to all my friends dealing with my bs#lmao#blog post#the cat is rambling again#Undertale#sans#papyrus
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ya know what would be the funniest thing ever
Lando and Charles 1-2 WDC
Mclaren and Ferrari 1-2 WCC
honestly wouldn’t even care who is in what position they both deserve a title
#f1#formula 1#lando norris#charles leclerc#Max doing everything in his power to prevent Lando from winning#and Charles comes through and passes him too 😂#I mean if he keeps driving like he is… I wouldn’t be surprised#that rb does not have the pace to back up a fight rn#and if the stewards stay competent for the rest of the year they won’t put up with Max’s BS#man I’m not even a max hater but the bs he pulled today…#I can tell you rn I probably wouldn’t be a Max fan if I’d have watched during 2021
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