#but the symbolism guys... the symbolism...

[mangled-by-disuse]

when over ten million soldiers (mostly teenagers and men in their early 20s) and at least as many civilians were being blown to pieces and their twitching, bloody bodies were being carried off the battlefield over a muddy morass made up mostly of dead men and horses

how many of them d'you think thought "hey, this sucks, but it's going to make a SICK lawn ornament"?

Don't think for a second, I'd forgotten about Poppy Watch.

Displays like these are outright disrespectful, and there's a whole new industry around producing these appalling silhouette cutouts that didn't exist when I was growing up.

[savanir]

The What Corps?

“we have you now spook! there is nowhere you can run and hide with our new spectral tethers active!”

Danny winces at the small metal clips that have hooked themselves in his leg, some new GIW tech that is messing with his powers.

“oh yeah? I was just dying for you guys to give me a challenge” plan. plan. He's gotta think of a plan to get out of here and fast. He takes a steadying breath and starts to look for anything that can help him.

he can’t get caught here. He just can't. He simply won’t allow himself.

suddenly the two GIW goons in front of him click their earpieces to clearly listen to what someone else is telling them, Danny is very glad for his own enhanced senses.

“Operatives K and O, be advised, there have been sightings of a new ectoplasmic entity near your location. Other operatives report that it’s incredibly small and moves fast. watch your backs, this may be an ambush”

small and fast? it better not be some poor little blob ghost, Danny sort of hopes it’s some manner of ectowasp, at least that could be entertaining to see.

“you better not be hoping for back up, ecto scum”

“I have no idea what you are talking about”

It's then that a small bright green light zips on scene and weaves through crowds in the distance with ease and then speeds up towards the two operatives who do not hesitate to shoot, missing completely like the storm troopers they are.

Whatever it is, it is indeed going very fast but Danny manages to figure out what it looks like and it appears to be a… ring?

“hold it you tiny accessory shaped ecto fiend!”

The ring does a speedy circle around Operative O while K is lining up a shot and ends up blasting the poor guy point blank in his face, “O!”

Danny takes a step forward with an arm outstretched and a “oh damn! Are you alright?” on his lips when the ring takes the chance to slip on his finger. “Daniel Fenton of Earth”

Danny already had a freakout about a ghost jewelry getting on him, his experiences with those so far have been incredibly bad after all, what with the rings and crowns and pendants… now this damn thing is just straight up outing him! 

Thank the ancients the two GIW stooges are too busy with each other right now to pay close attention to what this weird ring is saying.

“You have the ability to overcome great fear” ah so this is related to him steeling himself just now? Maybe? or something??

You have been chosen” never good, we are back to freaking out again.

“Welcome to the green lantern corps” 

… the what?

Danny notices that his usual outfit suddenly has more green going on, and his DP symbol has some sort of… he guess it’s supposed to be a lantern, maybe? shape around it.

He’s somehow even more glowy now, and there is something on his face. Feeling its shape makes him think it’s some sort of mask.

The metal clip things are no longer attached to his legs though so that’s great!

“You’re not getting away so easily ecto scum! sentient ghost paraphernalia coming to your rescue or no!” They both aim their weapons to take a shot.

Danny figures he can now easily hold them back with his usual shields,“you guys realize you just called this weird ring sentient and thereby negate the whole nonsentie-ack!”

“Attacking a corps lantern is punishable offense as of the instatement of the galactic diplomatic immunity as declared by the-” Okay so now Danny is just raising his eyebrow at this weird as fuck ring. Just what is it going on about?

“notifying nearby lanterns and requesting assistance with apprehension of hostiles”

what?

“getting your friends to help you out vile spook? such a thing is useless with the Blackout still very much in place”

Well… the two streaks of green light in the distance is making Danny doubt that statement.

Maybe there is more to this Lantern corps thing than he thought… And something tells him his life is about to get even more complicated than it already is.

[motomamita]

JUST HAD A THOUGHT !

König as a rising underground boxer, with his cute little nurse that comes with him whenever he goes. He lets no one else look after him and all his bandages have cute symbols on it.

Media is all over him and he just can’t help but brag about his cutie patootie nurse that only cares for him, and no other boxer has eye candy like he does.😵‍💫

boxer!könig × nurse!reader

warnings: +18, smut, sex!

you needed money urgently and you were in your last year of nursing. that's when you met könig, who was a friend of a friend of yours and who needed your services in exchange for good pay.

your first meeting with him was in the basement of a bar far from the city, late at night. könig showed up in the locker room, shirtless and wearing boxer shorts. his face and entire body had bruises and scars that seemed to have healed not very well. that's when you knew you were going to have a very hard job there.

in his following fights, könig managed to win and take first place in the standings. After each fight, both received a good amount of money that you shared equally. you spent hours with him in the locker room, cleaning his bloody face and placing bandages on his bruised knuckles. sometimes you got so late that könig invited you to his small apartment, where you took care of him until you inevitably fell asleep in his bed. könig took advantage and pulled you towards him, letting you sleep on his chest.

soon König gained recognition and was invited to fight in the best competitions in the city. both became a team and had to show yourselves as such. now you were wearing a matching shirt and skirt with the inscription "property of könig" on the back, so everyone would know that you were HIS nurse. könig dressed to match you, choosing the same colors of shorts that you choose for your little skirts.

the media began to take an interest in both, calling you "the little nurse" and praising the good chemistry you both had. noticing how your face became worried every time könig received a hit or how you jumped with excitement every time he won, without caring that your panties were visible under your skirt.

you also caught the attention of the other boxers who did not miss the opportunity to look up your skirt or try to talk to you. unfortunately for them, könig was always next to you, hugging you around the waist and growling almost like a dog when any of those sons of bitches tried to get close to you.

everyone understood that it was in vain to try to separate you, you were both there for each other. könig wore a chain around his neck along with a sign with your name on it that he always kissed before entering the ring because, according to him, it gave him luck. and every time he won, he would run up to you to hug and kiss you, not caring that he was dripping with blood and sweat.

dor your part, you massaged his muscles before each fight and even sucked his cock to make him more "relaxed." könig just let you do whatever you want with him just by feeling your skin on his and not going too far away.

today könig had fought the final against another guy, for a lot, a lot of money. in a fight straight out of a movie, könig had managed to establish himself as the supreme winner. the photos of you two hugging and kissing didn't take long, as did the glasses of champagne to celebrate. once the celebrations had calmed down, you took könig to the locker room, you had to clean his bleeding nose and a large open scar on his right cheekbone. but, he had other plans.

"that's it, keep it up.. c'mon.."

könig moaned, lying on a bench, while you rode his thick, sweaty cock. in your hand you still had the gauze with which you were trying to clean his wounds but it was difficult for you to stop in the face of so much pleasure.

at your waist you wore the könig winner's belt and several bills clutched in your short skirt. you couldn't stop releasing on him, feeling how your moisture fell down the length of his cock and wet his sweaty balls. the tip of his cock kissed your cervix with each thrust while your clits slapped against his happy trail.

"keep jumping, fuck you, fuck... my little nurse, always taking care of me, huh?"

könig brought his big hands to your breasts, breaking the buttons on your shirt and moving your bra, leaving your breasts in the air. you moaned at the change in temperature and your warm walls squeezed könig's throbbing cock. the breaths and moans of both of you echoed in the locker room as did the sound of your skin colliding.

"come on, make me cum, i know you can..."

he asked, now bringing his hands to your hips, helping you continue bouncing his cock. könig couldn't resist and raised his hips, fucking you hard and finishing inside you.

that night you returned home with the prize and with even more energy to fuck until the next morning.

[revelboo]

Do more idk OP x reader, too, please!! 😭 like how tf ur stories so good, bro??

Gravity Pt 5

IDW Optimus Prime x Reader

• Watching you from the corner of his optics, he tries to understand why you’ve yet to get upset with him for keeping you against your will. Wonders if maybe you just genuinely don’t mind his company. It’s not enough to ease his guilt by any means, but he wants to pretend it’s true. Feeling like he should just ask, but worried about shattering the peace between you two. As awful of him as it is, he enjoys your company, having someone to talk to that doesn’t just see a Prime. They all see a symbol, not him. Even if it’s against your will, it’s nice to have someone just talk to him freely.

• Stretching, you’re aware of his optics on you. Always watching with that faint frown, like he just can’t stop worrying. You’re pretty sure you’re right. Big, boss bot seems to run on an exhausted sense of duty and pure worry. And his favorite source of anxiety seems to be you. It’s almost cute, making it hard to keep in mind that he’s your enemy, definitely not your friend. That you’re only playing nice. Arms stretched over your head, you spin, sliding a foot sideways. Amusing yourself by imagining music and dancing, because there’s no entertainment except what you find for yourself. And you’re so bored. As amusing as flustering Optimus is, you’d kill for a treadmill or something, anything, physical you can do, because whenever he leaves? You’re trapped on his desk or his berth with no way to climb down and nothing to do to amuse yourself.

• Are you dancing? Hesitating in his work, he watches you curiously as you spin again and notice him watching. “Guessing you don’t dance?” You ask, with a little, almost teasing smile and reach out to touch the back of his hand in passing. Shaking his head in answer, he offers you a servo and watches you lay a palm on it, playing at dancing with him. “Do you ever smile? A real smile?” The question takes him by surprise, because he wants to say of course. But, really? How long has it been since he’d genuinely smiled? Since he hasn’t been worrying over everything?

• “It’s been a while,” he admits, serious optics watching you waltz with his servo as your pretend partner. Indulging you, even if you’re sure he thinks this is silly, because it’s making you happy. Again, there’s that dangerous feeling of affection for the big guy. Taking care of you, worrying about you, asking you about your day without fail and actually listening? It’s a pity he’s a giant alien. You can’t even really resent him for trapping you against your will, because he’s apologized so many times and he’s so sincere about it. You understand why he’s reluctant to let any of the humans in the Ark go, that he just wants to protect his people. No, you can’t really hold it against him anymore, but you wish he would smile. Just once without the shadow of worry on his face. It’s not like you care about him, just that you need to know what a real smile looks like on him, because whatever worries he’s carrying around look like they’re too heavy even for his big shoulders.

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[weirdmageddon]

the original post i want everyone to see is way out of my hands now, so i’ll repost this again here as new but separate post. it touches on things i want to go into more depth about.

@wasabikitcat gets this idea. this reply—thank you so much for not just understanding what i was going for, but putting my exact thoughts into cleaner words on the bad reading comprehension site.

i can't believe how misunderstood my point was about “spirituality” (i didn’t know it was that much of a loaded phrase!), but thank you for putting what i meant into more nuanced terms.

it's something that can be hard for me to put into words, and maybe i gave people the wrong impression by using the word "spirituality", since words mean different things to different people. i just haven't seen people discussing it so i wasn't sure how to really put it. but regardless of terminology, this reply is exactly what i'm getting at. and this is coming from someone who has a very scientific mind. i wouldnt even consider myself a traditionally “spiritual” person in the normal connotation of the word.

edit: this one as well!

i see this as a cultural/political factor that we shouldn’t ignore, because this sense of meaning has driven people's motivations since the beginning of human civilization.

there's a primal aspect that hasn't really left us but there seems to be no room for it in our modern culture because half of these “guides” seem to be driven by “i cant wait for civilization to collapse so MY ideology can rise from the ashes" and the other half of it seems to be driven by greed. and often they are hand in hand.

i would really like to see actual enlightening ideas stemming from buddhist thought, analytical psychology, collective unconscious, and archetypes to take off in the public consciousness. (completely divorced from jordan peterson. just the original jungian stuff)

i am especially supportive towards getting people interested in carl jung's works. his idea was to get people to understand, "what myth am i living?" based on the same archetypes and symbols that recur time and time again throughout human history that we can all collectively recognize regardless of culture. so it's a sense of meaning based in the self. i don't want people being sent down reactionary paths when looking for meaning in their lives.

i think it would benefit people to who feel lost especially in uncertain/unprecedented times like, with those “there's got to be more to this, something deeper,” insinct. i see that people are looking for this but get taken advantage of or manipulated.

but on this deeper sense of meaning in life thing, the Left isn't doing a great job at providing an option for “lost” people looking for meaning that the Right seems to be having no trouble with. i wonder if this is why we've seen so many of these lost young men flock to reactionary commentators?

this reminds me of an excellent point contrapoints made in her video about jordan peterson, saying,

“The last thing I like is that you talk about deep shit. I was watching a video where you and a couple of zany goons were talking about Plato and Aristotle and the meaning of life. And I thought, ‘Huh… on the Left, we don’t really talk about that kind of thing. All we talk about is how society oppresses people.’ And that might not be enough. Because people need to have a positive purpose in life. I mean, personally, I don’t give a shit. I’m pretty happy to sit here watching the same three seasons of Strangers with Candy until I die. But other people, like Dostoevsky, Camus, other white guys who talk about lobsters…they have this need to have purpose in the face of suffering, and like, not just complain about patriarchy. I guess it’s easier to not complain about patriarchy when patriarchy isn’t the thing that’s making you suffer. But I do think that an education that only teaches people about oppression is inadequate. We spend four years teaching undergraduates why capitalism is bad, and then we say, ‘Well, you’re educated now. Good luck getting a job under capitalism, bye!’ …And that really kind of sucks! But you know, I think that’s a point that can probably be made without comparing transgender activism to Stalin.”

speaking of her, this is a related post i wrote earlier on young men being radicalized and how to approach communication

and by the way, if you are interested in learning jungian psychology and want to see what it’s about, here are some resources to get you started:

i think the jung subreddit has a great collection of resources on its about page.

i highly recommend Demystifying Jungian Psychology to start. it’s meant for beginners. it is available in english and spanish. you can currently find the book in the comments section here. since sometimes these links lead to a 404, i don’t want to link directly to the google drive page. i want you to have a link to the original thread in case it gets broken.

[droaxa]

the villainesses scheme

✧ tags: yandere haikyuu male leads x villainess reader

✧ warnings: yandere behavior (later on), reader hits her head

✧ a/n: hi guys guess who’s back!! i love the isekai trope where the mc gets reborn a few years before their death and i needed to put my own lil’ twist on it! i’d love to turn this into something longer (like a series or something) so give me your thoughts!! my recent haikyuu obsession led to this one lol, inspired by: the male leads were stolen by an extra

You were a loser, well not exactly. You had a pretty stable job and a nice flat but lacked one major component in your life: friends. But it’s not like you were antisocial! Moving to a new city just a few months ago, you had been busy with moving in and didn’t exactly have enough time to make friends.

Besides you were preoccupied with your favorite web comic of all time: Flower of the Estate! A commoner girl that has three noble men falling for her? This girl really had some crazy cha(rizz)ma. You weren’t really into harem type stories but wow did it keep you coming back to see what happened.

It was another late night reading Flower of the Estate when you decided to head to the kitchen to get some snacks to keep you fueled. However, when you turned to retreat back you slipped on spilled water near the sink and hit your head on the granite counter! You mentally curse yourself for not cleaning it up as you drift into a deep slumber.

When you open your eyes and the lights blind you, quickly slapping a hand over your face you shoot up. Registering the soft plush beneath you you opened your eyes, when did you get in bed? Looking around your jaw drops, who the hell put you in a room like this! The whole room was illuminated by sunlight peaking behind the luxurious navy drapes and you gasped at the sheer size and extravagance of the bedroom. You were… in a castle?

Jumping off the bed you immediately fell to your knees with a thud. How long had you been out for that your legs were this weak? You push yourself up and stumble to the mirror on a vanity next to the bed. The satin fabric of your night gown fell to the ground, revealing the length that had been bunched up while you were sleeping.

In the mirror, the first thing you see is (e/c) eyes and a face eerily similar to yours. It was your face and body for sure but the state of it wasn’t, your hands were usually rough and your knees were scarred from playing as a child but now both were smooth and even. Then your eyes feel on a crest engraved onto the top of the vanity and your heart dropped.

The beautiful family crest of a black fox protected by two swords was a prevalent symbol in Flower of the Estate. It was the crest of the villainess. You, (y/n) Aleria, were the cruel villainess of the story, waking up here and looking like this had no other explanation. To see if it was true you quickly pushed the sleeve of your left arm up, on the wrist was a faint birthmark. A scar in the shape of a half moon, your fate was sealed. You fall back on the bed. ‘Shit.’

You were official the villainess of Flower of the Estate, who bullies the main character, get thrown out of high society, and then dies. You knew the path that the villainess followed and the actions she took, did that mean you could avoid facing the same death as her as well? The first mistake that she had committed that set her on the path of destruction was her bullying of the main character.

The villainess was notorious for her extravagant lifestyle and cruel manner, she didn’t have anyone close to her and the book never showed her point of view. You knew the basics about her but who was (y/n) — really? Was she really just jealous of the commoner girl that had managed to outshine her or was it deeper than that?

No matter why she behaved that way, you knew that following on her footsteps would only lead you to doom. You needed a game plan, plus you read enough reincarnation manga to know what basic things to avoid as the villainess.

Love Interests and Relations:

Tooru Oikawa - Childhood love (One sided) and (y/n)’s main obsession

Tobio Kageyama - Royal knight who pledged their loyalty to (y/n)

Ushijima Wakatoshi - Esteemed scholar who ended up being (y/n)’s tutor for a short period of time

Ok… this would a little harder than you thought. Why were all the love interests involved with the villainess anyway? Oikawa could be avoided easily enough, you just needed to distance yourself from him and considering that Oikawa was keen on getting rid of you. If you remembered correctly he was rather annoyed by the villainess who would cling to his side like a lost puppy. As for Ushijima, you knew that he would only be your tutor for a month, then leave your care to meet the main character who he would eventually fall in love with. Kageyama would be the hardest to get rid of compared to the other two, he would be around the villainesses the longest and somehow fall in love with her. However much like the others, he would fall in love with the female lead and leave (y/n) to be with her, withdrawing his pledge to be by her side.

Ugh. This is going to be a headache isn’t it?

[writingescapades]

Something about Rafayels lore? Just some thoughts and maybe a few perspectives and theories?

Uh, this is kind of vauge. Sorry if I didn't answer as you wanted.

I really like Rafayel. I like his character trope very much. He's someone who has been through a lot, but has learned to turn his experiences to his advantage and that is something you see in trickster / witty characters.

Also, out of all the characters, he's someone I feel the player (and MC) is on the most equal terms with. I really feel he treats the player / MC as an equal, and his equal. I dislike a lot of romance tropes, especially those that reinforce gender behaviours, but I don't find them in Rafayel. His tender moment where he takes care of the MC's injury was the first I saw that felt it was respectful.

My theory is that part of his behaviour towards the MC is due to his loneliness. He's been alone for god knows how long before meeting MC. He technically has no family because even those he considers close, view and treat him as a god. So there's no one he can just be himself around, and he's put up too many walls to even know how to let someone in. And we see that with MC. He has feelings for her, but is also so wary of her. Partly because of their past, but partly, I argue, because of his nature and experiences.

Rafayel is always symbolized as a red fish, and fish if anything else, flee at the first sign of danger. Rafayel is always watching and testing MC to see if she has intentions to hurt him and his people. But, fish are also very slippery, come in different shades, and have a multitude of ways to survive in the ocean. Rafayel know how to do this in the ocean, and he's learned how to do this on land! That's pretty incredible. He has so many skills that no one even talks about. The story about him being that opera singer, omg that was amazing. Why do we not bring that up when we talk about each guys dark side?

I've got more thoughts but it's all I can think of right now. Thanks for the question!

[kitzenvoncatzen]

It was very obviously not meant to be a shrine. It just happened to be mostly symmetrical and with an offering of one Chicken Strip Combo Meal from the chicken place.

I should describe the actual requirements for the shrine that I made.

It needs 2 crystals, one on either side of the offering, and a collection of glass pillars behind the offering, and a bunch of other tiny less important things that I happened to have a bunch of. Like bottle caps and wrappers that just happened to fit the requirements.

I was sitting down at my computer with a good meal I just bought with my own money and I was about to watch the newest episode of the stupid game show.

The rest of my floor isn't actually better than the table that only had room for the "offering".

The "crystals" were literally just rocks that I thought looked cool and stole them because I like having rocks for some reason. They apparently have crystals inside of them. Both of them. The glass pillars are empty soda bottles. (I like glass bottled soda a lot more.)

There are other gods that might answer to their own offering rituals, but this one was the only one that would actually answer to a Chicken Strip Combo Meal. The rest want much more to actually be contacted.

I'm a full 5 minutes into the show before I actually reach for my food. Which is gone.

I look around and immediately find some guy in full bright face paint and cool jagged symbols in my room, standing behind me, watching the show with me.

My first instinct is to punch him in the face. (I definitely would have recognized any of the other gods.)

It feels like hitting a rock wall.

"So I assume this wasn't intentional. About what I expected, actually." He speaks, the voice doesn't really match the figure standing before me.

"WHAT??" I shout. I look at my hand. Punching was actually a horrible idea because of the small scrape on my finger that got slightly more scraped.

"I can explain more later but right now I need your help. There are some things only mortals can do." He grabs my arm, and light surrounds us. A similar thing happens when other gods return to wherever they come from, but I was experiencing it from inside, in person, and it was slightly different. I couldn't tell if that's just how it is when you're inside it, or if the shade of the light was actually slightly different to the videos I've seen, but it seemed a bit weird compared to them.

"WHAT? WHERE ARE WE?" I shout again. He immediately covers my mouth with his equally cold, stony hands. (Which isn't actually as good at muffling speech as flesh is. I think. I can't bite through it like flesh though.)

"Gods fight all the time, but only mortals can actually kill gods." He whispers. The trees around us are completely still, and even the strong wind does not move a single leaf on them. They all appear to be made of some kind of stone, like he was.

"What does this have to do with me?" I whisper, still muffled by the hand. I had already accepted my most likely fate, death, which is usually the fate of people who get this involved with the gods without any good preparation. "No, wait, you're not saying..."

"I need you to kill a god."

[ Yeah

I did another one.

It's been a while. ]

{Check out my other things at this site please I need feedback.}

You are a person who covers your counter space in clutter and inadvertently makes a shrine to a long forgotten god who shows up to thank you.

[ghosting-emojis]

can you make a symbol for cohost? (idk if youve done this before if so im sorry for bothering you)

Co host emojis !!

we kinda see co hosts as those guys in a office that help out the boss ( host ) so that explains the first emojis !!

uh flag used is the co host flag !!(we can make the second set of emojis with other flags if anyone wants that :P)

Requests are open !!!

-F2/🍁

[desmon1995]

The Warriors and their Odyssey of misogyny

I can’t stop thinking about how The Warriors is more relevant now than ever, especially in the wake of the 2024 election. This isn’t just a story about gang conflicts and survival—it's a brutally honest reflection of the world that marginalized people have to navigate every day. At its core, it’s about fighting through a sea of misogyny and toxic masculinity to survive in a system that’s dead set on crushing those who don’t fit its narrative.

Let’s start with Luther. He’s a white incel in every sense—angry, destructive, and, above all, ready to deflect blame the moment he’s caught in his own violence. After killing a black female activist, he immediately accuses the Warriors. Cleon, a character who knows what it means to fight for your community, begs for reason, for justice. But it’s hopeless—Luther’s lie spreads through his gang the Rouges, and every gang believes him. They want to believe the white man’s narrative. This is how the Warriors become outcasts, hunted by everyone.

What’s chilling, though, is how The Warriors dives deep into the nuances of toxic masculinity, showing it in forms we recognize all too well.

First, we have the Turnbull ACs—the poster boys of hyper-masculine violence. They’re the first to pursue the Warriors, and they’re more than willing to turn their hunt into something brutal. The ACs don't just want revenge; they want to dominate, to assert their power over the Warriors in every violent way possible. All in the name of Cyrus, no less—a symbol of a leader they’ll never understand. And they’re acting this way because of a lie, blindly following a dangerous white man’s narrative without question. It’s the rawest depiction of machismo and rage—almost an anthem of how Men of Color end up perpetuating harmful Eurocentric viewpoints just be a part of a society that hates them too.

Then come the Orphans. The Orphans are all talk, acting like the typical online "alpha males" we see on Reddit or Twitter. They talk big about their strength and what they’d do to women, but they’re nothing but insecure. The moment a more feminine-presenting Warrior flirts with them, they back down, only to puff up again when Mercy questions their manhood. It’s pathetic, really, but also painfully real. As soon as the Warriors fight back, the Orphans crumble, showing us exactly how performative their masculinity truly is.

Then there’s the Hurricanes—the only group to stand with the Warriors. They’re queer, and they know what it’s like to be outcast, to run because society sees you as something to be destroyed. The Hurricanes offer a quiet, resilient kind of mentorship, showing the Warriors that they don’t have to run—that they can fight. The solidarity here is beautiful, and historically resonant. Queer rights and women’s rights are so deeply intertwined because they’ve both faced the brutal crush of patriarchy, especially from those determined to keep the world “pure” and “safe” for white, conservative ideals. The Hurricanes help the Warriors see their own power, and it’s their influence that eventually allows them to survive.

But the most frightening group? The Bizzies. They’re the “nice guys,” the false allies who sing about being there to help. In their song “We Got You,” they say everything marginalized people want to hear. They’re supportive, kind, and reassuring—until they get you in a dark place, where your screams can’t be heard. Cowgirl lets her guard down with them, only to find out that their support was a façade. The Bizzies are insidious because this happens all the time in real life. Fake allies talk about helping marginalized people but vanish or even turn hostile the moment things get difficult. In 2024, we’re reminded every day that this kind of allyship is hollow.

A recent Vulture review questioned why most of the male characters in The Warriors are “bad” and argued that this one-sided view “limits” the story. But here’s the thing: this isn’t one-sided for those of us who are marginalized. For women, queer folks, and people of color, this is our reality. The Warriors reveals what’s true for many of us: that we have to rely on each other, and that the fight for our own freedom is in our hands because no one else will fight it for us without diluting or dismissing it.

In a way, The Warriors is the sequel to Hamilton we need in 2024. It’s a call to action, a piece that understands what it means to exist on the fringes of a world that was never designed for you. For those who think this story isn’t “realistic,” I urge you to think about what it means to live without the privilege of being heard, of being believed. This is the life marginalized communities face every day—the struggle of knowing that no matter how loud we shout, society might never listen.

We’re the ones who have to make our voices heard. And The Warriors reminds us that we’re not alone in this fight.

[gingerswagfreckles]

Oh hey look what's on your blog! It's political analysis from some twitter guy with the Hamas red triangle (you know, the symbol they use to mark Jewish targets before they kill them) in which this person is telling us not to vote for Kamala Harris because that's equivalent to genocide. I'm sure that's not relevant though.

It's insanely sad to read post after post of gentiles talking about how at least we all have each other and all we can do now is draw strength from our queer and leftist communities bc Jews literally cannot do this. Like you all completely and so utterly turned your backs on Jews this year and we have no one. Except other Jews. Who make up 2% of the American population. It's so great for you all that you can hold hands and sing Kumbaya but you made supporting Hamas and retweeting twitter funny men with literal terrorist hate symbols in their usernames normal. So no some of us cannot draw strength from the queer and leftist communities. Some of us just have to sit here and take it as you all reassure each other that none of this is your fault even though it so obviously is.

[darkfairiefey]

Sleeping with the Lin Kuei Trio + general sleep headcanons

pairing: bi-han, kuai liang, tomas vrbada x gender neutral!reader

Bi-Han

Bi-Han is not well known for having a fixed sleep schedule (because he is grandmaster), and his workaholic tendencies get in the way of his sleep A LOT

Sometimes there would be so much work for him to do that he ends up skipping a night of sleep by accident

Don’t tell him to just to go to bed when he’s working, he is a stubborn man and he may get pissy if you remind him about it

Bi-Han usually prefers sleeping alone because he’s more used to it (his father wanted him to in order for him to seem mature when he becomes grandmaster)

And he hates the childish concept of “sleepovers”, so introducing you into the mix will take a bit of time for him to get used to

The first few nights are about Bi-Han trying to get used to this new relationship upgrade

He has not slept with anyone besides his mother in a long time (he was very young when he did this and it always brings home painful memories)

And he dislikes being hugged in his sleep because it reminds him of his dead mother (he secretly likes to be hugged in his sleep)

But after he gets used to your presence, he will let you sleep close to him without restriction, and he will make you are in bed before he is (he doesn’t want you to follow through with his already terrible sleep schedule)

Bi-Han has a long nighttime routine before bed, getting his warriors to bed, washing his dirty blood soaked uniform, washing away the dirt and blood on his body in the shower, etc.

Bi-Han typically wears a blue cotton set of pajamas to bed (it has floral patterns on them because they symbolize his mother’s love), complete with a blue, soft, plush robe for the morning

Pillow talk is a rarity because most of the time, he just wants to sleep and that’s it (and pretty none if he finds you asleep before him)

During the night, he tends to move around a little as he still has some stuff about the past and future still on his mind

You’d sometimes hear him groan in frustration as he tries to take his mind off things (it’s hard for him to sleep when he has a lot of plans for the future)

But the moment he gets comfortable, his face finally softens, and he plunges into a deep slumber

He will pretty much be OUT at this time around, as he snores somewhat loud at night (he doesn’t admit to it though)

Probably would not be the best idea to wake him in the middle of the night however, as he tends to to turn the light on whenever his sleep is disturbed (so wake at your own risk)

Always the first of the entire clan to wake up, as it’s his responsibility as grandmaster to make sure he has the responsibility of everyone else and gets everyone up on time for the upcoming missions (getting up in the Lin Kuei feels exactly like getting up in the military or boot camp)

So try not to be surprised if it’s as early as 5 or 6 in the morning when he gets out of bed

His voice is even deeper and raspier in the mornings, and it takes him about 5 or 10 minutes to wake up his body

He prefers to drink black tea (they call it red tea in Chinese) in the morning because it contributes to his energy levels that he needs to get through the day

Kuai Liang

Kuai Liang is kind of a busy guy, so going to sleep late is natural for him

First, being second in command for the Lin Kuei, and now being the founder and leader of the Shirai Ryu, man’s got a lot in his pocket

He doesn’t mind if you want to go to sleep earlier than him though, he knows you’re tired

The first time in bed with you,  he is a bit nervous, as he hasn’t slept with anyone since ever until you came into his life (he has had partners before you)

But after that night, he won’t mind getting comfortable with you

If he sees your still nervous as well, he’ll try to reassure you with his own past relationship experiences

Like many of high ranking members and leaders of a clan, he has a lot of responsibilities, such as getting everyone to bed, cleaning the blood out of his hair and clothes, etc.

Although he is an independent man, he doesn’t mind if wash his clothes for him while he gets ready for bed

Sometimes sleeps without a shirt during the summer (you tease), during the winter he usually wears the same thing as Bi-Han does but in yellow

Likes to spoon his partner a lot ( he doesn’t mind being the little spoon)

He brings that nurturing and protective energy to bed, he believes that if we both got each other’s backs, then everything will be okay

Somehow manages to look pretty while sleeping

If he’s feeling particularly comfortable, he’ll start to gently snore a little (it rarely happens but at least he admits to it)

When the morning comes, he’ll get up a few seconds or minutes before you to prepare for the day

His voice is much huskier at this time around, especially if he used a lot of energy the day before

He’ll let you sleep for a few more minutes if you’re a little out of it in the mornings

He unfortunately would not be the one to make breakfast however as he is banned from the kitchen for accidentally setting it up in flames

Unlike Bi-Han, Kuai usually prefers warm coffee in the mornings (decaffeinated coffee is his preference)

Tomas Vrbada

Introducing you into the house was one thing, but letting you sleep in his room was another

Tomas has never planned something like this before, especially when you said you wanted to your relationship a step further

He’s always been shy when sleeping with others (especially when sharing a room with his brothers for the first time)

In fact, he could not sleep at during the first few nights in his new home, as wasn’t as comfortable with his new environment then he is nowadays

He doesn’t mind if your also shy during the first few night, it makes him feel relieved that he’s not alone in this new experience

It reminds him of when he was very shy during the first couple months being part of his new family and life

If you need a few words of encouragement to help you fall asleep next to him, he’ll be glad to share his embarrassing nighttime stories from when he was younger

He has somewhat of a busy routine getting into bed, as he is now a second-in-commander after founding a new clan with his brother

Getting rid of the gross bodily fluids on his clothes, his hair, his weapons, man’s got a lot in his table, so please be patient

Tomas usually wears a button-down shirt and boxers to bed, but only if it’s warm outside, otherwise he wears a full set of pjs that are super soft in material (their usually in the shades of black or dark grey)

Once you and him get into bed, he’s usually the first to fall asleep (especially if it’s been a tough day)

This man literally looks adorable when sleeping, his face looks much more kissable

Mumbles in his sleep, but doesn’t sleep talk (he’s still trying to get comfortable)

Most likely to put you in a cuddle headlock (this man is so affectionate)

If you rub his back or stomach while he sleeps, he will smile a little, maybe even intertwine his hand with yours

Unfortunately, he is also prone to a lot of nightmares, so just staying beside him during the night will at least help ease the anxiety and shoo the bad dreams away

First thing in the morning, he would make sure your all dressed and ready to take on the day

Sometimes however, he’ll be too tired to get up on time himself and will need your assistance to make sure that he doesn’t sleep in (if you don’t have a habit of that yourself)

He doesn’t really have a preference on what to do drink to build energy during the morning, but he does like to make breakfast alongside you, even if he isn’t the best cook around

[katrotica]

Today is the American election, and the whole world is crossing our collective fingers. What does that have to do with this picture of the stunning Ana Foxxx? Well, for starters, Ana is American, so there's that. She's also a pornstar, which is symbolic to me in an election where the word "freedom" has been batted around a lot by both sides—one of them seemingly very confused about what freedom actually means. Ana is free to do what she'd like with her body, and she has chosen to, among other things, pose for pictures like this one. She also has other choices she could make as a black woman, which honestly are in danger of being taken away if things go sideways today. I've used b&w photos in my posters before, but I always add some colour. This marks my first ever fully b&w poster (I think it looks really awesome btw) and that thematically fits with what I'm trying to say today. Often my katrotica posts are basically "look at this hot naked girl!", but today I'm letting katrotica be a little more profound bc it's important. I'm a Canadian, so I can't vote in today's election, but to me, it really is a black & white issue. A good guys vs bad guys scenario. And the good guys are being led by a woman. Please, Americans, for all of us who don't have the freedom to vote in your election, but will no doubt be effected by it, do us a solid and end this fucking nightmare we've been living thru for almost a decade now. Thanks!

[alexanderwales]

"His favorite movie is American Psycho, which is so on brand for him," snorted Quinn.

"Um," said Lucy. "I don't know what that means. You're saying it like it's a bad thing, but American Psycho is a critique of consumer culture, empty status symbols, and 80s excess and materialism."

"Well," said Quinn. "I mean, sure, yeah, fine, but it's also about a guy killing a bunch of women and a few men, and I don't think that all that other stuff is why he likes it." He folded his arms. "Like I just mean, American Psycho is like ... that's him."

"Okay, so you're doing that thing where you're acting like enjoying a piece of media that criticizes something means you're endorsing the thing it criticizes because it uses depictions of that thing. It's like saying that someone who loves 1984 must be in favor of totalitarianism." Lucy leaned forward. "The whole point of the movie is that Patrick Bateman is pathetic. He's not a cool antihero, he's a hollow shell of a human, riddled with anxiety about his place in a world that does not care about him or the other people like him. The movie is making fun of him, constantly. He's pretentious, insane, ridiculous."

"I mean, sure," said Quinn. "Right. The violence and degrading sexualization is meant to be disturbing. But that doesn't mean that everyone in the audience gets that, and it definitely doesn't mean that Ethan gets it. There's a thing that you can do when you're writing and directing a movie where you make the critique too subtle for people who need a brick to the face, and they end up embracing it, or where you don't believe in the critique enough and end up giving a mild endorsement to the thing you're supposedly criticizing, or worse, where you just use the veil of criticism to show a lot of transgressive and shocking things, which are the real point. And you can see that, right, where American Psycho is at least partly a base male fantasy of power, control, and wanton violence."

"I mean sure," said Lucy. "Except that American Psycho was written and directed by two women."

"Based on a novel written by a man," said Quinn.

"Sure, but I don't think that Bret Easton Ellis endorsed Bateman, he also thought that he was a pathetic character," said Lucy.

"I mean the point I'm trying to make is that an artist can't control the way their message impacts the audience," said Quinn. "And in many cases, the audience experience of the transgressive is rooted in that transgression, which is what draws them in, disconnected from any intended critique."

Lucy shook her head. "What were we talking about?"

"Ethan," said Quinn. "And how he's a dickhead."

"Right," said Lucy. "And he's one of the people that's going to die to a slasher tonight if we're not able to stop that from happening, except that the ripples through time of stopping any of this from happening might mean that I'm never born."

~~~~

Yes, that's right gentle reader, you've been reading Time Cut (2024) fanfic all along! There was this one line about American Psycho that bothered me, it's a movie that earned its 5/10 on IMDB.

[useless-englandfacts]

you can probably blame paul mace, former executive director of leicester city football club for this. he’s the one who first came up with the bright idea of having poppies on football kits in 2003 which then escalated due to pressure from the tabloids — not that they even cared about poppies all that much:

fifa didn’t allow poppy patches on kits until 2017 due to a long-standing prohibition on political symbols — which, as you can imagine, went down well with the EDL at the time:

and it would be funny except in football it’s nearly ruined the careers of people like northern irish player james mcclean who chose not to wear a poppy because of the british army’s role in the troubles!! the guy was booed by his own supporters!!

if we ever needed evidence that the uk’s poppy policing is out of control then i would point to the time that they made cookie monster wear one on the one show in 2016

[theepitomeofamess]

ok ok it's theory time bc i'm rewatching mismag 1 as a coping mechanism so potential spoilers ahoy & forgive me if it's rambly i've also had a sedative

the serpent in the storm. the one without a name and only shown as an illumination in the Tome of Nimble Working. is that what was possessing evan? like is it the amalgamation of the "demons" that were haunting him, or even just The Main Guy? i'm not sure if this creature has anything to do with the breaking of magic, I just started thinking about this today at work, but hear me out.

in Class Conflict, the manifestation of the thing haunting Evan when it emerged to protect him was the blood cobra, and the barb that Tallulah hit Evan with after potions class was that all she heard was "hissing noises." so we know that snakes are something evil & monstrous in wizard culture (as much as they were in HP) but not because they're the mascot of the "evil house" Aqarbus. so where did the serpent symbolism come from?

later, in Family on Six when Evan makes the agreement to lean on the demons to save K, the "permanent change" that Brennan describes is that out of the shadow across evan's face "just goes black and is leaking black oil and water." aabira's description of the illumination of this creature was "a mix between a snake and an oil-soaked bird of prey." oil-soaked.

this is kinda what got me thinking in the first place, because what are the things you think of when you think of Evan Kelmp? Bird Facts and Gas Station Parking Lots. this absolutely feels like something Aabria would pull to make Brennan eat the lore he created.

it's also the type of shit she would do because of K's attempts to find any sort of books about what these "demons" might be during the exorcism, only to be met with "you think you're going to find me in a book?" maybe not named. not studied. no anatomical drawings or any sort of understanding as to what it is. but yeah. they'll find it in a book.

i do think that maybe this bird snake entity has been tied to Evan since before his birth---aabria's description in the latest S2 ep: "you feel yourself and the inside of you is empty, and something that was always meant to be poured in is beginning to pour itself back in" tells me that Evan was born to be a vessel for something. now, the demons at the exorcism said that Evan was promised to them. promised by whom? promised by what? maybe by the thing that knew it was going to be held within Evan, and knew that if he were to grow up with a dark enough childhood, if he were to be haunted enough, he might become the Dark One.

now, we don't really know the mythology of the Dark One. we don't know what sort of prophecy was told about it. going off of the general trope of the thing, we've gotta assume that it's something along the lines of "this person will unleash a great terror/darkness/evil upon the world." this likely was supposed to happen as a result of evan's torment like a psychotic break, or maybe as a defense mechanism in a life-or-death situation. either way, this creature and the magic that it represents would have wanted to be released, maybe still using Evan as a vessel and working through him to maintain its unknown, mythological status. this thing isn't Tad, it can't and won't be lulled to sleep.

could this creature have been accidentally released as a result of sam's exorcism? probably, it had to have been a thing or else it wouldn't be on the orery.(besides, this ancient monstrosity would never have anticipated Sam Black). could it be that it was released after K killed Evan? possibly, idk how often gm's rearrange lore behind the scenes to better fit what's happened in the story they're playing through.

whatever the case, I do think that it's not insignificant that Evan only started getting inklings of this sort of repossession leaking in after the events on Seeganpelater. the place where he saw the creature through the serpent's watch (a scene that in illustration implies that, maybe, the serpent could see them, too). the place where he snapped his wand. the place where he killed Boudicca. where we saw him be a magic murderer, where we saw him truly tap into the darkness he's been assigned his whole life. somewhere on cannibal Island, there was a moment of reconnection, and it helps that the very next places they went to were the islands that 1) stressed Evan out beyond belief, and 2) worked with amplification. it was able to strengthen its bond either the minute they landed, or as soon as Evan leaned into his strengths to scratch the tree with his shadow.

maybe this creature is what broke the well of magic. maybe it created the storm and destroyed Gowpenny. maybe this is a version of the Dark One prophecy coming true, breaking the rules of magic to the point that the entire system is broken and the world can never be what it used to. maybe it's not involved in anything and is just reveling in the chaos. I don't know. maybe all of these are coincidences between seasons. fun to think about, though!