#do you even think this is good at all if you're so eager to denounce and discredit the writer's intent?

[4lph4kidz]

homestuck is a partially improvisional serialized narrative so yes some parts of the story emerged over time and writing decisions were made on the fly. and some readings of the comic that i think are really good are probably not what the author intended. but no i do not think that it is 'good on accident' actually.

like do some of you think hussie wrote a good comic by accident

[lollahazadi]

Zeb x Y/N (Your Name)

It's been days since you were on a mission with Sabine in search of clues in favor of the rebellion at the request of Hera. Days eating portion, days not seeing the others on the team and especially not seeing Zeb. Your lasat friend who you cherish and you wonder if he's okay, if he's on truce with Ezra and Chopper (you made the humanoid swear not to get into friction with the two in your absence and that he needed to channel his anger with other things).

On the planet where you and your Mandalorian friend were, it was dawn, around 2:35 am. You were the only one awake on that starry night, you rolled on your inflatable mattress from right to left, you played a trick on your body, closing your eyes and no sleep came. With his insomnia and his holocommunicator, he decided to give his favorite lasat a call (at least as far as you know, he was the only one in the galaxy as that living species).

***

In the room where there was a fifteen-year-old blue-haired boy sleeping peacefully with ear plugs, without it, it would be humanly impossible for Ezra to resist the nocturnal snoring and grunts of his chubby and purple friend. Zeb slept like a giant baby. Until his holocommunicator dances to the touch on top of the bedside table, forcing him to wake up from his pleasant sleep, his eyes opened very unwillingly and he stretched in the bunk, looked up and realized that the boy did not seem to be bothered by the call from the device and soon he could see why. "Karabast…" he mumbled cracking his back feeling flustered "It's 2:37am, who's gonna want anything at that time???" When he dragged himself over to the dresser he saw that the call belonged to none other than you. Without delay he answered quickly and eager to listen, since it had been a while since they had looked at each other's faces. her small body casts a bluish tint in the transmission, leaving Zeb with what looked like a frown, now turned into a smile.

"Hi Zeb! Goodnight, did I… wake you up?" you wanted to know shy. Zeb responds promptly avoiding embarrassment. " Hello Y/n ! Karabast, Good to see you! "Garazeb say with happiness notorius, make you look him and smiles and roll your eyes " Don't worry about it Y/n, actually I wasn't even sleeping" . You knew it was a lie and you stare at him pretending to be serious. "Garazeb…?". you stare at him wanting the unvarnished truth. Zeb is nervous with her gaze that looked deep into him, he found her eyes beautiful and inviting, like a sweet one-way dive, but they weren't so attractive when the purpose was to extract the truth.

"Don't look at me like that…please" Zeb begged with his ears drooping and teeth grinding. "If you really haven't slept, why is there drool in the corner of your mouth, is your beard wrinkled and your eyes are droopy?" You asked denouncing him, he awkwardly wiped spittle with the back of his hand and quickly straightened his beard. "Okay, okay, I guess I really was sleeping" he scratched his head confessing. "and I was sleeping well by the way, I needed it for a while, you know. A lot on my mind, you know how it is, me here, you there, wondering if you're okay, if you're happy or if you need something, hungry or …" He says with a short laugh. You are moved and laugh: "Oooown Zeb, you miss me do you?" you question. Embarrassed Zeb tries to formulate: "uh..eh… also, bu-but… Ah, you know that, don't you? you're one of us, you're part of the family and…you're missed, it's normal."

" Oh Zeb, I'm very happy that you think so, but you forgot that Sabine is with me" you laugh " You mean that I miss her more? that I'm more important ?" You play with Zeb's head, the poor guy takes it seriously and still responds "No! I'm not disrespecting Sabine, you're twisting my words…" "So tell me what I didn't understand" you were curious "Explain it to me" you laugh, Zeb says: "You are different, I can talk to all of you, but you in particular, I feel that I can trust you deeply, we can talk nonsense together, share secrets, do you understand me?" you kindly answer "Of course I understand Zeb, I know that you don't discredit any of us and I also feel that I can trust you with whatever I need" You smile at each other as Zeb stares at your silhouette from head to toe remembering how beautiful you are and always missed giving you a hug or your shoulder, touching you in any way.

You look back at him and remember that you always felt protected with Zeb's size, when he used his body as a shield to save you from gunfire, or explosions or even his own hug was enough. Do you want to know the good news: "So Zeb? Is everything okay out there? Are you managing to manage without two less?" "Oh, so far so good Y/n. Nothing unusual, Chopper is the same insufferable trash can, Hera and Kanan are taking care of everything as usual and Ezra, Ah, Y/n, believes he bought ear plugs with Vizago? Said I snored like a Bantha and that I was keeping him awake, I almost choked him…" "Zeb… what did I say about not messing with Ezra?" "I know I know, it's because sometimes he ask to have a missing skull or a one-way ticket to the other side, if you know what I mean?" You laugh: "Zeb, killing Ezra won't help anything, you know. Just let him go and stay calm and do your things, okay?" Zeb groans and agrees "Okay, I'll try not to squash him in a thousand. How about you guys, are you okay there?" "Okay, we're at full steam around here, or we were since it's dawn and Sabine is sleeping, nothing unusual here" You finish with a yawn, indicating that it's time to rest." Well, I'm going Zeb, I could stay here all night with you, but I'd fall asleep on the floor."

"All right, you need to sleep, I need to sleep hehe" Zeb says and says goodbye to you "Good night, sleep well and any insomnia, you may be calling me" "Thanks Zeb, if you need me I'll be here too" You smile "Goodnight, see you all soon and especially see you Garazeb soon." You blink before hanging up.

Zeb lets out a smile as he puts the holocommunicator on top of the bedside table, he lies back down until he gets into a comfortable position to sleep the rest of his night. He finds that Ezra is still sound asleep, not even the light from the device bothers him. Then Zeb closes his eyes and naturally his desire to sleep appears and he could take advantage of the remaining hours to rest.

[anarchistettin]

not a gotcha but i dont believe i understand what definition of cult you are using. im assuming the thrust of the argument is denouncing all interconnected groups that cast off social norms together is throwing the baby out with the bath water? so i am assuming that your usage differs from the (in use but still flawed) BITE model.

ja imo the BITE model would be better aimed at the USA government or Christian church. It is a useful set of questions to ask - I can't help but find it particularly evocative though - everything it warns about is a basic feature of the USA. It's hard for me to imagine being the academic hashing all that out & not once going "hm how to disambiguate this from … every single mainstream institution in this nation and 90% of every other…hm"

It's great if reading over BITE gets someone out of a bad scene,

but I do despise, will always have to despise, the basic lazy ignorant common stupidity at its core. It's not a point of order or a quibble about words, it's that my loved ones were murdered and kidnapped by the police because people shut off the idea that MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T DO THIS if their targets "deserve" it.

the depth of ignorance it's allowing the rest of the abusing mind controllers to sink to rather overturns whatever forgiveness I'd otherwise have for those who use the term in its popular form.

past words that have undergone this transformation: villain (means villager) heathen (means rural) pagan (means bumpkin) gay / queer / et al (means pervert, child abuser, rapist, mind controller) negro (means lazy rapist, quasi-communist, Old Gods adjacent)

it goes onnnnnnnn & on & on & on.

there's a book called Strange Gods from the 70s? or 80s? forget exactly, that gently plead for sanity from USAns, trying to show how butt-fucking-simple the switch from "black" or "foreigner" to "CULT CULT CULT" was but… its dream (people not being stupid) along with mine (people not being evil) dies 😭 under the sheer tonnage of american shittiness and eagerness to please the Lairds

it's not that I care that y'all are mostly evil, it's that the blank stupidity of it is vexing & all the cultists I know personally, even the shitty ones, are better people on average and out of habit. would never repeat the insane & ugly fibs that normal people feel okay to spread - while their elected officials & religious officers do everything they claim to stop us doing, in full lust & no shame.

it'd piss me off less if the main voices for these fibs weren't so typical and gross about it, spewing nazi talking points in church lady tones.

the 1980s were bad, conservative kids were scary and violent, but y'all? y'all are the rightest wing "generation" yet! playing by the playbook but wearing team colors! acting out all the behaviors that you're claiming to oppose & spreading all the old lies in exchange for nothing more valuable than a brief orgasmic feeling of having been Wrong (the exact same feeling as being 'Right' prior to discovery that one has been uncritical and thus duped into becoming an important nazi asset)

I try to be good about it, I try to be wise, but I'm not good or wise, so I'm angry and full of hate too, along with them. it's a regular thing for me. "they're full of potenti- oof. okay. they're rightfully angry beca- oof, okay. they're lashing out at who's close at hand because they're scared. it sucks and they are starting to suck, but oka-oof, no that's not okay." and o n a n d o n

when it comes down to it, it's okay. it's fine. for me, I mean. I have the benefits, live in the benefits of good & natural human life. For you it's a disaster. You will not have the grounding, experience, natural ease, or security of the cult when times get lean. You won't know how to interact or trust. You won't know how to disperse and coalesce, you don't know how to keep your identities under control. So many of you still clearly think that another rollicking vote will set things ship-shape. A huge number of you still use "weird" to mean "bad". It's normal! but normal is bad. Duh! even straight kids knew that in the 20th century. SIGH.

You won't know how to fight, which is bad, but way worse: you don't know whom to fight. Which Is Deadly. I don't see a way out for many of y'all. You know that the machine you're living in hates you, but you haven't figured out how it got you to hate you, initially.

Most of the people from my gang wouldn't get angry about it - that's a difference between me & them - but it's because they wrote you all off a long time ago. "Dead alive". "Dead world".

fucking hell they're right and I'm wrong. I wanted to think that you could pass through some more new-fangled stages of being and come out "good" for it, but, that's not going to happen, is it?

not one of you is going to actually fight the cops, you're all going to attack whomever's close at hand & undefended, right? the next-lowest-sexuality or whatever. the flag teams. you'll call the police so you can get back to making important posts.

god I am so disappointed in the lot of you. Can you imagine the experience of watching people go "HM NO THIS WIKIPEDIA LINK DEFINES IT AS"?

the slide toward the modern definition is very recent, and very researchable. I think it's interesting to do that work - I don't mind that not many other people do. However. If you don't do that work and comment in the typical honkey way, I judge and hate you forever. Maybe not fair! but it is at least simple - and safer than continuing to believe in the "quality of young people". It was stupid of me to think there was a point to trying to share anything with y'all.

my bad!

tumblr cult claims a lot about itself but it's a big liar. tumblr cult's not only guilty of all its white dad's crimes & abuses: in emulation of Obama the Saviour, tumblr has perfected the art of targeting previously ambiguous Offenders, and freely given this science to the Overlords, while ever busily expanding the reach these abuses can attain and the damage they can cause.

tl;dr: y'all're too in love with the cops and the church

the revolution went on without you, but you keep looking at your phone for a signal