#but the rest is just

[sotvtaughtmehowtofeel]

“This is unfair. You used my adoration for you against me.” Ezra’s voice was quiet.

He was right, and she had done it on purpose. She raised one eyebrow at him, keeping her face blank, despite staring at the scar on his cheek instead of meeting his gaze.  She couldn’t look him in the eye without a stab of guilt. His soft fucking looks always hit her hard, usually made her feel cared for; how dare he use one against her. It somehow made her feel more and less guilty for tricking him.

“You weren’t listening to me.”

“Now, little bird, there are times when the additional years I carry on yours and the vast breadth of experience I hold bestow upon-”

“You’re not listening!” she repeated, resisting the urge to stomp her foot out of frustration, clenching her fists instead, refusing to project any image of childishness to him when he was trying to pull the “adult” card on her. She was nearly sixteen, and on some planets that was old enough to leave into the Black alone.

Ezra liked to point out that that was on some planets, neither Kamrea nor Lau among them. How dare he use her ambiguous homeworld against her. She clenched her jaw, watching him as her eyebrows drew down farther, even though he had finally shut the fuck up and was watching her.

“What do you want me to understand?” he asked her quietly.

“I’m not a child,” she muttered.

“I’d risk pointing out that manipulating me through affection rather than-” he paused at the look she gave him. He sighed. “I am failing to listen to you again, I see. Carry on.”

“We’re supposed to be partners, but you wouldn’t even entertain the idea.” She scowled at him. “You shut it down. Immediately.” She shifted on her feet, dropping her gaze to somewhere to his right. “Like my father would have.”

His face changed then, and his eyes dropped to the ground. He twisted his lips briefly, nodded once, and crossed his arm across his chest to tug at his shoulder. “I see.”

She didn’t know how to explain the rest. How she would shut down when her father turned on her like that. How she would still crave the validation of his agreement. How she’d never had any hope of turning whatever affection her father had once had for her into a catalyst for what she wanted. 

How she wanted Ezra to be different.

So she just looked at him, raised both her eyebrows, and repeated quietly, “You weren’t listening.”

Ezra took a step toward her, wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and pulled her into him. “You’re right, little bird. I’m sorry.”

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Thanks @not-so-mundane-after-all for sharing the writing prompt that led to this ("This is unfair. You used my adoration for you against me")!

[never-quite-buried]

Nope now it’s at the point that i’m shocked that people off tt don’t know what’s going down. I have no reach but i’ll sum it up anyway.

SCOTUS is hearing on the constitutionality of the ban as tiktok and creators are arguing that it is a violation of our first amendment rights to free speech, freedom of the press and freedom to assemble.

SCOTUS: tiktok bad, big security concern because china bad!

Tiktok lawyers: if china is such a concern why are you singling us out? Why not SHEIN or temu which collect far more information and are less transparent with their users?

SCOTUS (out loud): well you see we don’t like how users are communicating with each other, it’s making them more anti-american and china could disseminate pro china propaganda (get it? They literally said they do not like how we Speak or how we Assemble. Independent journalists reach their audience on tt meaning they have Press they want to suppress)

Tiktok users: this is fucking bullshit i don’t want to lose this community what should we do? We don’t want to go to meta or x because they both lobbied congress to ban tiktok (free market capitalism amirite? Paying off your local congressmen to suppress the competition is totally what the free market is about) but nothing else is like TikTok

A few users: what about xiaohongshu? It’s the Chinese version of tiktok (not quite, douyin is the chinese tiktok but it’s primarily for younger users so xiaohongshu was chosen)

16 hours later:

Tiktok as a community has chosen to collectively migrate TO a chinese owned app that is purely in Chinese out of utter spite and contempt for meta/x and the gov that is backing them.

My fyp is a mix of “i would rather mail memes to my friends than ever return to instagram reels” and “i will xerox my data to xi jinping myself i do not care i share my ss# with 5 other people anyway” and “im just getting ready for my day with my chinese made coffee maker and my Chinese made blowdryer and my chinese made clothing and listening to a podcast on my chinese made phone and get in my car running on chinese manufactured microchips but logging into a chinese social media? Too much for our gov!” etc.

So the government was scared that tiktok was creating a sense of class consciousness and tried to kill it but by doing so they sent us all to xiaohongshu. And now? Oh it’s adorable seeing this gov-manufactured divide be crossed in such a way.

This is adorable and so not what they were expecting. Im sure they were expecting a reluctant return to reels and shorts to fill the void but tiktokers said fuck that, we will forge connections across the world. Who you tell me is my enemy i will make my friend. That’s pretty damn cool.

[bixels]

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

[daisyofwaterdeep]

had a dream I went to a hozier concert and mr. hozier stopped singing and pointed to me in the crowd and asked me to go get him some extra crispy tofu and a blueberry shake for after the show and then the crowd passed his debit card to me and when I got it I could see his real legal name was Horace Bob-omb

[s0up1ta]

toxic yaoi or something idk i haven't watched gravity falls

[jpeg-files]

Here are my old kins that I don't relate to anymore and stuff :)

[cupidl0v3rr]

[shitbl0gger]

[koroart]

I put way too much effort into this ( based on this meme, it wouldn’t leave me alone until it was drawn — I am freee )

[isjasz]

[Ready for a new game?]

day 11 definitelynottober - heart in your fist & week 1 weeklyhermittober - beginnings

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IM SO READY LETSGO SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW LIFE SERIES💥💥💥💥💥💥

[cokenngun]

[dudedidujust]

The daily planet runs a front page article calling superman the light of mankind

Cue the batfam launching a counter campaign in support of Signal,  the real Light of Mankind.

It starts as a joke but quickly derails into an all out war.

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[doll-phobia]

[dovewingkinnie]

where was yarnaby when the doctor got snatched

[prlssprfctn]

Bruce gets a somehow very serious injury during one of the mission, so now he needs to actually use a "nurse" button (aka. Alfred or any of the kids who is closer) to get something. Expect, Jason and Stephanie modify this stupid button, and now, each time when he presses it, the stupid sitcom ass laughter of the crowd follows it. Just for shit and giggles.

Duke, squinting: Uh, guys... What is with the repetitive sound of dumb laughter coming from the Batcave? Tim, chewing on sandwich: Ignore it. Damian, sighing: Grayson is mad at father, so while he brought him water as father asked for, the water in the question was three big cubes of ice. Duke: Okay...?

But Bruce is no less petty, you all. He starts to use it back to annoy his kids, too.

Tim: Shit! Tim: *trips over his own skate that he left near the armchair in the Batcave, despite Alfred's warnings not to do that, and falls with a loud thud* Dick, panicking: Tim, are you okay- Bruce, smirking: *silently presses button, so now the imaginery crowd laughs at Tim, too* Tim: ...You CANNOT be serious.