#discussion thread tag

[kbspangler]

I still don't know how to have a discussion on Tumblr

I still don't know how to have a discussion on Tumblr

[vandalizedheart]

a lil late night reminder: no matter how you choose to run your blog, or how you may write your muse, you have a place here. as long as you're having fun and finding joy through having a roleplay blog, that's all that matters in the end. <3

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

there are a lot of reasons i'm really, really impressed by how well sdmi portrayed the dynamic of an abusive relationship with pericles and ricky, and one of the big ones is how accurately they show what it looks like when abuse starts to escalate.

the extent of that is yet another thing that'll take a longpost of its own to go into, because it spans like.... the entire arc of their relationship in the show. but one thing that stands out to me in particular is their portrayal of the massive red flag that is a partner trotting out bigoted behavior against a group you're in. especially insults, and especially directed right at you.

this show has a LOT of fatphobia, jesus christ does it ever, and there are certainly some fatphobic tropes going on with ricky; but i've always been surprised and impressed by how many of the nastier ones they avoided, especially considering his role in the story and what his arc is about.

he is a major, nuanced character whose trauma is treated with full weight and sincerity. it's implied that his body type changed the way it did due to the trauma he went through when he was younger, and the ensuing mental illness, which is a pretty realistic experience for a lot of people. the things that happen to him are played for full tragedy and horror, when it would have been so, so easy for them to make light of it because Tee Hee Fat Guy and Tee Hee Male Abuse Victims Funnee. despite how his whole thing involves corporate greed, they don't go the route of portraying him as Gluttonous and Hedonistic; if anything he is very obviously not using all that money for even basic physical self-care, and the only time we ever see him eating anything it's when he's drinking wine grape juice with pericles. which, like, there's issues to be unpacked with that too, but jesus christ it's an improvement over what usually happens with characters like him.

he's a fat queer man who isn't degendered or made feminine in a mocking and/or predatory way. (there's nothing wrong with feminine fat queer men and they need more non-shitty rep, please and thank you god, but there is a lot of nastiness in the tropes they're often used for in mainstream media, and one of those tropes is when people consider 'fat queer man' and 'masc' to be oxymorons.) no one ever once calls him ugly; if anything multiple people in his life think he's attractive and desirable, for better or for worse. no one body-shames him. and no one ever mentions his weight.

except pericles.

'The Horrible Herd' and 'The Devouring' are two halves of a whole here, re: escalation of abuse. 'Devouring' is when the abuser goes full mask off and shit hits the fan; 'Horrible Herd' is the wind-up before the punch. HH is when ricky realizes things are getting Bad and he needs to put a stop to this now, and Devouring shows what happens when he tries, because by the point where it's gotten bad enough to give him a wakeup call it's already too late. it's how abusive relationships tend to go, and it's chillingly accurate.

and what's one of the things pericles says during Horrible Herd when that punch is winding up? something no one's ever said before now, including him? 'you pudding-faced dummkopf.'

he body-shames him. he insults his weight, and that's a major turning point. bigotry is something that's often there to some degree from the start, but not always, because some abusers are good at hiding things like that until they're confident they've got you where they want you. the message with ricky and pericles is loud and clear: when this happens, the walls are dripping blood. get out.

(if you can. and be careful when you try.)

when this show is good, it is really, truly good. god damn.

[minthandsoap]

i miss limoreau gen v on my screen SOOOO BAD OMG give it to me please 🥹

[kveom]

so I saw people on reddit talking about the woozi situation (and this was specifically about woozi since it was in the seventeen sub) and I'm just????? people are calling it a non-issue because censorship, you don't know how much he's watched etc. and I understand not labelling him as a p*dophile but you can't just call it a non-issue because of all those ^ things because maybe he didn't watch the censored version?? Maybe he finished it and enjoyed it?? AND a big 'get a fucking life' to those people who think this is just some personal unwarranted hate towards woozi. "Ur not a real carat the boys told us to trust them!!!!!" NO

[moongothic]

Hey anon, I'm so sorry but your ask is obscenely long so I'm cutting it down to bare essentials

Most of the Original Ask was just a copypaste of this forum post, quickly highlighting this comment too

LOOK WHAT IT SAYS ABOUT MORIA, YO! "Defeated by Gellard and returns in the Final Scenario with an even more grotesque appearance than when you first met him."

But yes, I am aware, I have read that exact same thread before (when I first learned about the Romancing SaGa inspo on r/OnePiece and wanted to learn more), and I did briefly discuss the Seven Heroes when speculating about Cross Guild and wherever the fuck that plotline is going

And I'm now going to add onto that original post, because boy howdy do I have some additional thoughts to get out of my brain

Okay so yes, Doflamingo would be the OG Iteration of Bokuohn, the puppeteer who manipulates people. But in the context of Cross Guild... That's Buggy. "Bokuohn is in control of the majority of the Seven Heroes' forces. Situated in the Steppes region, he owns a large landship, complete with an innumerable amount of slaves." That's literally just Buggy. Like he's not a master of psychological manipulation nor can he forcefully manipulate anybody like literal puppets either (the way Mingo could), but. Like scratch out he RoSa2 terms, replace them with the relevant OP terms and it's a perfect description of Buggy.

Bringing that up because I'm still interested in Cross Guild becoming Shichibukai 2.0 But Without The Government This Time, but if we wanted to have exactly seven former Shichibukai to make up Cross Guild and make sure we had like ones who could actually fill out the roles of the Seven Heroes from RoSa2... Yeah there's going to have to be some replacements Not just because otherwise Doflamingo would need to be broken out of Impel Down somehow (which I doubt will happen, also I don't think Crocodile would want him working for him anyways), but also. Jinbei's with the Strawhats. And I don't think he's ditching Luffy any time soon for Crocodile of all people, not when he finally fucking joined the Strawhats for realsies.

So Doflamingo could be replaced with Buggy, cool, sure. What about Jinbei then? Who will take up the role of RoSa2's Subier?

So a while back I wrote this speculation post about if the Burn Scar Man (who has the final Road Poneglyph) could be a Fishman.(PERHAPS specifically Davy Jones?) Bringing that up because during Kuma's flashback we did learn that Kuma got the Shichibukai Slot after Ace defeated one of the seven at the time. And we specifically got to see Ace talk to Jinbei about it, Ace being surprised Jinbei of all people was glad the Shichibukai slot was being filled again. Now obviously, our Firefist Ace defeating a Shichibukai makes for one great candidate on who the Burn Scar Man could be, as Ace could very easily leave someone with some severe burn scars. This is platantly obvious lmao. But it's the conversation with Jinbei that actually interests me, because like. Sure, Jinbei being a fellow Shichibukai, it might be odd for Ace to hear Jinbei be glad that one of his fellow Warlords is being replaced. But that comment could make twice as much sense if that Warlord had ALSO been a fellow Fishman and/or a Merman (and perhaps someone Jinbei might've known better?). Now indeed. We are going to meet the Burn Scar Man eventually, 100%, it's mandatory for the plot to move forwards. Which means we're going to find out who that guy is, and if the Road Poneglyph gets stolen from him, he might have to find something else to do with his life since there won't be any point in guarding it anymore. And hey. If Mr Burns does turn out to be a fellow former Shichibukai who also happens to be a Fishman/Merman and a master of Fishman Karate... Oh hey, what's this? "Subier - A half octopus merman who controls the flow of the ocean to use as a weapon." Like. IDK I think we could have another Cross Guild member on our hands here.

(Honestly, currently the only problem we have is Dantarg, whose role currently being held by Kuma. Like the only other known Shichibukai we have who could be "available" is Law but he hasn't really done any "bodymods to become stronger" and thus doesn't fit the description. Hell, that description fits Kid more than anything but he was never a Shichibukai either. Guess we gotta keep on hoping Kuma somehow survives and just doesn't return to the Revolutionary Army for some reason)

Hilariously the most interesting thing you pointed out was that comment in the forum thread about Moria, 'cause I hadn't even realized this before but

So we know Blackbeard had captured Moria and held him hostage for... weeks, months? Until he was freed by Coby as per Perona's plea during the raid on Fullalead. Interestingly though, although theoretically we know Moria and Perona should have escaped the island by now, we have not seen either, now have we? Which is kind of suspicious now that I think about it. Because like. It'd make perfect sense if Blackbeard and co had been torturing Moria during his time in captivity, right. Have they been feeding my beloved goth onion well? Realistically, probably not?

Like. Thinking about it. We know Moria got chumby after the trauma of losing his crew and all, so what are the odds he might have lost that weight now during his captivity??? What if he looks more like his younger self again, the one see clash with Kaidou??? Or, the more horrifying option. I mean zombies aren't like an inherent part of Moria's DF abilities, just the Shadow Manipulation. But for all we know Moria could have lost a limb or two, and depending on where the fuck Hogback is (dude is supposed to be a competent doctor, he should be able to stitch Moria back up)... I mean theoretically the next time we see Moria he could look like one of his zombies. Or worse.

[sleepknoot]

One of the things that infuriates me about tumblr R/P is the kind of rolep/layer who is only genuinely interested in writing with you if they can see their muse being romantically and/or sexually involved with yours.

Like I don't give a fuck what you wanna R/P. I'm not paying you, I'm not your boss, and I know damn well I'm not going to change anybody's mind on anything. I just wish people were honest about what they want instead of pretending they want to write with you only to consistently ignore you in favor of muns with muses their character has a crush on.

[lesbianbishounen]

there are some pieces of media that i love a lot for a variety of reasons but most of the content on social media about it is ship related. and a lot of the time i like said ships as well but theyre not the reason something impacted me at all i want other kinds of content. but if i have to read a single analysis post from an online stranger that i disagree with i might start blowing people up with my mind

[js337]

it's 5:40am and i haven't slept yet bc i decided to pick this book back up that i haven't touched in a few weeks and ended up reading the last 180 pages in one go and now i'm having Feelings about it, how am i supposed to sleep. i'm not ready to let these characters go

[nineliabilityrisk]

[ squeeze ] sender reassures receiver in a dangerous situation by squeezing their hand (for jeremy)

- [ squeeze ]: sender reassures reciever in a dangerous situation by squeezing their hand -

[[ ITS THEM ITS THEM ITS THEM FINALLY i have been frothing at the mouth waiting to play my jeremy with you i. OUGH i cannot wait for this - that was written before i replied to the other thing but it still stands so. hyeah 👍 ]]

-- [ asked by @bravevolunteer ] --

Jeremy's first day - er, first night - on his very first job, fresh out of high school, after months of searching for any open positions in their tiny little town... You'd think he'd be excited, just as his whole - considerably large - family was to have one of their boys taking his first steps out into the real world. Instead, he was anxious, Michael's nervous energy rubbing off on him.

The boys were both cooped up in Jeremy's little house - a property that his parents were taking care of the bills for until he got his first couple paychecks and could support himself on his own. Their family wasn't wealthy by any means, but they could handle the extra expenses to get him out of the house and give him some independence - at least they could pass his room on to one of the little ones. God knows they needed it, with how many of them were always running around. He loved them all to death, of course, but the peace and quiet was definitely very welcome, and his little orange kitty, Tansy, (short for Tangerine,) definitely appreciated not having to avoid being trampled by the frequent child stampedes.

Michael had been fussing over Jeremy all evening, seemingly doing everything in his power to make him late - not deliberately, obviously, he had his own reasons to be worried - but Jeremy had to make it to work. He had to make a good impression. This was his first chance to prove that he could be a proper, independent adult, and it could be months until he got another one if he lost this job.

"Mikey, I gotta go," he huffed, having finally managed to get enough privacy to change into his uniform - he genuinely had to place a hand on the top of the other boy's head and push him away to get enough space to clip his new badge to his shirt. "I know you don't like it, and I'm sorry, but I gotta pay the bills. I'll only be out six hours, you won't even know I'm gone. Just stay here and take care o' Tansy. She ain't used to bein' home alone."

Just a little over twenty minutes later, he arrived in his new office, Afton boy in tow. He'd known trying to get him to stay at home was a lost cause from the very start, and had finally allowed Michael to come along and keep an eye on him, only if he promised not to interfere with Jeremy's work whatsoever. Jeremy had even grabbed his Walkman - pretty much the only present he got on his 18th birthday due to the price - to help keep Mike entertained during his shift.

Tossing the little floor cushion he'd snagged from one of the kid's areas into a corner of the office, along with a little workbook he'd found on his desk, he dropped down into his own spinny chair and gestured for Michael to sit. "'Kay, you know the drill. You got what you wanted - sit there and stare at the back o' my head or just fuck around for the next six hours, but you do not get to complain about bein' bored. This was your decision. Got it?" His words sounded stern, but his voice wasn't. He wasn't mad at Michael, he could never be, he was just stressed about the job in general, and the atmosphere of the restaurant wasn't exactly doing his mood any favors.

While he was sitting there, still fixing Michael with what he thought was a firm glare but was likely more of a set of heart eyes, because God knows he wasn't really capable of much else when it came to that boy, the phone behind him rang, nearly startling him straight out of his chair. "Oh, um-- Hello?" he answered, frantically smacking the button to put the phone on speaker so he didn't have to fumble with the handset. It wasn't like it mattered, though, as his voice was quickly drowned out by the voice of - what he assumed to be - one of his superiors.

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here-" the man rambled, on and on, and Jeremy glanced back at Michael with wide eyes -- how was he supposed to remember all of this? He did his best to pay attention, but his worry quickly began to get the best of him, especially as his 'mentor' began to mention the animatronics moving around -- a... Music box? Flipping through the cameras on his monitor, he began to realize that Michael had been right and he was in way over his head.

Taking in a deep breath and shutting his eyes, he turned his attention back to the call. He needed to know what he was doing. "You see, there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about the robots seeing you as an endoskeleton without its costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wandered in, will wander back out." Glancing to his left - the man was right, there was a massive bear mask resting on a box next to him. Just one. He hit the mute button on the telephone.

"Shit, Mike, we gotta --" he picked up the head, holding it out in the other man's direction. "You were right, 'm sorry, this was a fuckin' mistake and a half, you need one of these, I gotta-" Tossing the head back onto the box, he glanced at his monitor, checking the meter for the music box - not winding down just yet. Up out of his chair, over to the corner of the room where all the other boxes were piled, he started digging through them. "Here - here's one," he said, finding some bright red artificial fur and grasping for it, heaving it out of the box despite all the other dusty parts stacked on top of it. When he pulled it out, he was staring it dead in the empty eyes - not a bear, more dog-like... A fox? Maybe there was a fox. He couldn't remember, he never paid all that much attention to the freaky robot animals.

He was back over to Mike in the corner as quickly as he could be without tripping over his own feet. "Here -- take it, please. I dunno what'n the fuck is goin' on, but these're s'posed to keep us safe, so please just--" He practically shoved the mask into Mike's lap before rushing back to his desk, not noticing his own accent slip or the other boy's hesitation in his own rush to make sure nothing had moved.

[sunfollows]

a small starter for @fruitjam !!

"i know it kind of sounds like bull coming from me, but it doesn't hurt to let loose every now and then." rich coming from someone who works twelve hour days regularly. "come on, we can have a little bit of fun, it won't hurt anything.

[thewingedwolf]

“he isn’t chaos he is sabotage” is such a great take on ledger’s joker put so succinctly that it made all the shit discourse i’ve ever seen on twitter before worth the pain

[thefastestaround]

So while talking and thinking about things with the X-Books, I have thought about what Pietro would think when he heard his father was dead. And honestly, he would be sad. He shed tears and felt angry and all the emotions that come with losing a relative. Even if he didn't like and sometimes hated his father, it still hit him.

[drawnaghht]

can't believe the whole yuichi usagi side of the tmnt fandom is synchonizing this week bc guess what; I also have another "Usagi is his first name" post in the works lol

[lunaetis]

@maquiscursed asked :

Adepti needn't sleep - it is only on Lumine's insistence that the Vigilant Yaksha deigns to close his eyes for a semblance of rest. Adepti needn't sleep; but perhaps he has overestimated his ability to resist it, when no danger lurks, and the Traveller's luminous aura shines gently near him. As they sit and contemplate the views of Dihua Marsh, Xiao unwittingly drifts to sleep; his head tilting to the side, just barely resting upon her shoulder, teal-coloured hair a stark contrast against the white of her dress. Adepti needn't sleep, but in her company, it is a luxury too enticing to resist its comfortable call. (I saw you wanted soft so I send you a little soft)

unprompted. || always accepting

─「荧」─  it wasn't the first time he told her adepti don't need sleep. the OUTLANDER had heard it not only from him, but from other adepti themselves how they do not require sleep the same way humans do. the traveler was far from human, even so, she did feel the need to rest her mind in slumber from time to time. perhaps, that was also why she insisted for the guardian yaksha to take a small rest with her. there weren't any need for them to be on alert. the air was peaceful, with the wind caressing each their skin and she sat there, offering him a starlit smile he had known her for while patting the empty area next to her.

                she could see a hint of hesitation upon his expression, but her smile remained. and eventually, he relented. the celestial traveler wondered if he spotted the way her smile became just a little wider when he seated himself next to her and closed his eyes. maybe he did, but he humored her anyway.

                gaze of GOLD took in the sight before her, the view that reminded them how precious this world is and how it was the land they swore to protect. him by the oath he had given, and her because this was his home.

                what about her home ?

                the thought crossed her mind momentarily, just before she could feel the small weight of the vigilant yaksha leaning towards her own. it was a peculiar sight, to see him allowing his guard to drop in such a way and while lumine wanted nothing more than to record this moment into picture, that temptation was swept aside in replacement of absorbing the moment in and out of itself. she could hear the faint sound of his breath, and catching a GLIMPSE of his sleeping expression from the side. the ANGLE itself didn't allow her to see proper without moving, and she certainly didn't want to wake him.

                one wouldn't believe that he who had deliberately pulled himself away from others would allow his presence to be so close with someone.

                quietly, the CELESTIAL reached her hand out, partially gloved digits finding his own before filling the gaps between their digits with each their own. the way her fingers fit so perfectly within his own caused amber hues to mellow incredibly. it felt WARM, his fingers, his hand, his palm. it felt right.

                finally, the TRAVELER allowed her head to tilt slightly, barely making a sound as her head rested over his own, being careful not to wake him up in the process. how the contrast of her golden locks seemed to cut through the dark emerald strands of his. some mixed together in a twirling sea of colors, before long lashes draped over her gaze, and her own breathing evened out.

                their hearts SYNCHED, unconsciously so. the rhythm of two hearts fell into one, accompanied by a faint glow of gold that seemed to trace their backs. a translucent outline barely visible to the naked eye. an invisible bond known only to them, tied with a sort of red golden string at the end of their fingers. fated. bound.

                what about her home ?

                the inquiry popped into her half-conscious mind, slowly slipping into deeper slumber, and lumine ying unconsciously curled her fingers upon their connected hands a little tighter as her mind slowly drifted to sleep.

                her home is right here.

                after all, it's a person, not a place.

[alulars]

like this for a Johnson starter! if you’re a multi pls specify for who!