#dont even get me started on the misogyny here
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i have so many things to say about how the android revolution was handled in dbh, especially how most of the conflict was around markus’s choices to be violent or peaceful. idrk how to phrase it all but like. ugh it just bugs me how the androids Have to be peaceful and cooperative in order to gain freedom
a huge part of the revolution is ‘we can’t stoop to the same level as the human’ and it makes me so mad. like yeah sure, murder and hurting ppl isn’t good. but protests for rights have never been peaceful. you don’t gain rights by being peaceful and perfect. i just hate it so much. plus, the game has obvious parallels to the civil rights movement (even if david cage says it’s not. it is. even if it wasn’t, this game is political no matter how u view it. the topic of rights and freedom will always be political) and to imply that the android revolution has to be near perfectly peaceful to succeed is crazy. girl does he think the civil rights movement was entirely peaceful?? someone put him and all the other writers in a god damn history class
not to mention markus. i think the writers saw him as like the equivalent to mlk jr, with the parallels to the civil rights movements and such, which is crazy considering they turned him into their Savior and led the whole movement. like. side eye. idk i love markus’s story, but i think the whole revolution and being turned into a savior robo jesus was so so bad and tone deaf (thank u david cage..) . and the whole revolution TOOK PLACE IN A WEEK. A WEEK. THATS INSANEE. A WHOLE REVOLUTION IN A WEEK IS INSANE. i understand that a game needs to end but we don’t need to see Every Single Second of the story!! spread it out over a month, give characters time to form relationships, let the plot thicken, let things get tense, let things simmer and develop!!! not everything needs to happen on screen!!! one of my biggest gripes about the game is its timeline </3
i know i just rambled a bunch but god it annoys me so much. markus’s story was done so wrong for so many reason, and as a queer person who’s largely interested in protests and movements for rights and such, it just makes me so mad how badly and idealistically it was created. it feels like it was written by humans, by OPPRESSORS, dreaming of a utopia where they are still good people. :/ which i suppose it IS in a way — but still u get my point
EDIT: here are some more things i said in the reblog a that i want more ppl to see
i hate how north’s violence and anger is seen as a bad thing. i hate how markus never gets a moment to rest or interact with people outside of conversations that love the plot forward. i hate how jericho just accepts that they’ll die before they’re violent in order to ‘win.’ i hate that ‘winning’ is even a thing in this context. i hate that androids constantly have to be better than humans and not stoop to they’re level. according to these writer, they can’t be angry in the face of their oppression and that SUCKS.
when i played this game with my cousins, we were so desperate to make every pacifist choice in order to raise our public opinion so we could win. we could tell from the first few markus scenes, he wasn’t allowed to be angry or mad or hateful or violent if he wanted to have close to the same respect humans got. and that SUCKED. it made us feel like we were just taking hit after hit after hit and never accomplishing anything.
i love this game and i love markus (he’s probably my fav character) but the way the revolution is handled is awful considering how it’s such a metaphor for oppression and oppressed ppl. it’s not even rlly a metaphor — it’s just direct symbolism. like. androids are oppressed yet the only way they can fight back without getting murdered and ran down is by being entirely peaceful. there should have been a Balance. you should have valences the violence and the peace in order to get a good outcome. not all one way and all the other way. the game also should’ve been longer than a WEEK. bc that’s rlly a huge issue with it.
outside of maybe the kiss with north and returning to carl’s house/grave, markus doesn’t get a single moment to exist without the revolution and the plot. even those two scenes kinda serve the plot. meanwhile, connor gets moments like looking through hank’s desk, breaking into hank’s house, talking with hank on the bridge to develop his character and relationships outside of the plot. markus doesn’t get that (kara kinda does? but instead of being tied to the plot, she’s just tied to kara the whole time, which can be just as bad).
markus’s friendships never felt… real? they largely felt like it was just bc of all the jericho stuff and the revolution. all his friends just served a narrative purpose. north was the violent choices, josh was the peaceful choices, and simon… well i’ll be honest, simon died rlly early in my play through so i barely knew him. but from what i’ve seen, he’s the ‘cowardly’ route. honestly markus and simon’s friendship seems the most realistic since simon is constantly sacrificing himself for markus and such. which is saying something considering north is markus’s love interest (and that came out of NO WHERE)
with markus and north’s romance, it feels so forced. not to say i hate norkus, but it’s so fast and sudden and u can just Tell it’s for plot reason — which is proved by the kiss at the very end of the game. they had no time to get to know each other or form a relationship outside of the android revolution and keeping jericho together and alive. it gives the vibes of ‘in 2 months we’ll realize we were just in a relationship because he felt we had to be, not because we liked each other romantically’ which, i’ll be honest that vibe is awesome, but considering that was Not what the writers were going for, it falls very flat.
all in all i love markus’s story but by good did the writers fuck it up. get me behind the pencil, i’ll do it myself
#it makes me soo. ugh#i hope any of this made any sense. i’m gonna main tag this bc i love discussion 🫶#please chime in with ur thoughts i wanna hear opinions#also i know it sounds like i hate this game i rlly don’t. i love it sm. hyperfixation go crazy#but it’s good to be critical of the things u enjoy especially when it’s smth like this#dbh#detroit become human#dbh crit#dbh markus#dont even get me started on the misogyny here#blue’s inputs#blue’s programming#EDIT: i’ve edited this post to remove a quote out of respect for the woman who wrote it#since a writer of the game supports her oppressors and i don’t believe i should be using her words for a game that was written by someone -#who opposes her and her messages. 🫶
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still haven't moved on from zane in this episode (aka I hit tag limit again and am unhappy about it)
#alek insanity#not gonna main tag this but prepare for a tiny rant#home is actually really good zane characterization and its super cool to me how it holds up to this day#s1 characterization is very specific to me because the behaviors displayed by the ninja there (mostly) isnt bc thats how they really are but#its due to societal pressure. cole originally being more 'stone faced tough guy' -> 'down to earth' -> 'really sensible easy to talk to guy'#is because hes always been a sensitive guy... but he felt he couldnt express that true version of himself. thats the whole thing behind his#true potential. jay going from s1 -> s6 -> now is less of societal pressure and more teenager figuring himself out but it still applies. ish#seeing how much the ninja have changed or grown from then to now is amazing because back then they all wore masks. they didnt know each#other all that well. but theyve gained that comfortability with each other and also have grown and matured as people#some seasons / eps characterization for certain people im not a fan of (lloyds random misogyny arc in s13) but i mean the overall trend here#and then there is zane. zane in home was pretty dead on to how he behaves now (at least... when it comes to his faults?) and i dont want to#say people skim over that but i am the sf proclaimed n1 s1e2 fan and overthink every scene. zane's early characterization is some of my fav#for him period. he also goes through a ton of traumatic stuff and a ton of bad writing bouts but why he acts so 'weird' or 'distant' has#always been a thread sewn in. he changed so much he stayed the same in a way... if that makes sense. -> ohhh the ninja get mail and he#doesnt? oh he has no family? he quite literally walks away from that situation. oh the ninja are yelling in his face and asking whats wrong#with him? he literally walks away from that situation. he says its to follow the falcon but seeing how he apologized to them by not only#baking a ton of pies (cough... the food fight is what led to him leaving at first) but he also found them a whole entire new house.#zane is unable to truly value what he does for others. insert him in s11 saying he 'tried' to fufill his goal of protecting others.#everything he has ever done still isnt good enough. then the ninja tried to apologize and he didnt really... let them.#that one post about characters putting on facades and that facade being how people really see them. even in fandom. thats zane to me#the guy who lies about being upset and avoids his problems ran away after being yelled at? and he said he wasnt really mad? that is a lie!!#him being a ~360 when it comes to his character development is neat to me because he never hid behind a mask in the same way the others did#cole wanting to seem tough vs being really soft? kai wanting approval so bad he starts being selfish? kai isnt selfish usually!#he is self centered but that is a whole different thing. just wanting to fit in and breaking free of that. zane's true potential came in the#form of 'i finally know why i am not normal' instead of 'i will be my true self'. zane never pretended to not be weird#(instert book) states he literally didnt know why people got mad at him. he just existed and it was 'wrong'. the mask he hid behind was#avoidance. he was pretty open about how he actually was (most of the time). when he was upset he would audibly sigh and walk away lol#but for him saying he wasnt upset / saddened by the ninja... it felt like a moment of selflessness. if that makes sense. he blamed himself#for the monestary burning down. so he didnt deserve the apologies (ish) in the virtues of spinjitzu zane is shown as the generous one iirc#he puts the needs of others over his own. he will bear whatever burden he needs if others are happy. at that same time he doesnt allow
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honestly thats all part of why its so easy to tell who might be lying or misunderstanding the whole thing because unless you have a really good reason and its not happening often How are you caring about dumb shit. how are you caring for that long even
#this post is about that guy on twitter i dont like#long ass threads crying misogyny and transphobia at a rando who said hes annoying....... Hours malding over it#then the wehhh im gonna take a break from twitter#Brother i could not do this. at all#i could give it a good try and make my own head start feeling hot like an overworked computer. it doesnt work#i dont think i could describe how impossible it is for me to perceive those things as problems at all#let alone get so bothered over it#if im that emotional i cant even really talk about it because my brain turns off. if im not but i want to rant i do this ^ thing here#thats just kind of like talking about whatever
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Tormented Spirit | 14
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"Is it such a sin to stand up for yourself?" you mutter as tears blur your vision. The way he reacted was visceral, instinctive even. "You never have to stand up for yourself ever again," says Daemon, reaching a hand to you, "come."
Daemon Targaryen x Hightower!Reader | 4k+ | cw: fem!reader, reader has brown hair, wife!reader, twin!Gwayne, arranged/forced marriage, canon divergence, alternate universe, slow burn, DD:DNE, pregnancy, miscarriage, panic/anxiety attacks, suicidal ideation, attempted suicide, daddy issues/child abuse/family problems, mentions/depictions of mental/physical/psychosomatic illness, ye old misogyny, angst, typos, etc.
A/N: as always please consider leaving me a comment/reblog ok. OH AND I NEARLY FORGOT. THANK YOU SO MUCH TO ALL OF THE LOVELY READERS SHO SENT ME INFORMATION ABOUT CPR/MEDIEVAL HEALTHCARE. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH YOU DONT EVEN KNOW. | cross posted on ao3
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You clutch you chest as you walk into your bedroom. You lean back onto the wooden door after closing it and slowly sink to the ground. You gasp for air as a myriad of emotions cut through you.
You stare off into space, reeling from the entire interaction. You start when you hear a knock on the door. You hear the voices of your servants. You turn to the knob, reach up for it, and slowly open it from where you sat.
"Princess?" worried voices call.
Your voice is small, "I'm here."
A servant peeps her head through the small opening and gasps when she sees you. She slinks her way in, and soon does the other one. They both help you up and fuss over you. You tell them you only need help getting dressed, nothing more.
Your servants manage to make you look like a princess after dressing you and fixing your hair. They even paint your lips and cheeks with rouge, making it as though you weren't look so ghastly.
You feel ghastly as you make your way to the maester's ward though. Dread grows with each step you take, thus why you move so sluggish. You only snap out of it when you hear someone call for you.
"AUNT!"
You come alive at the sight of Aegon running over. You find his mother smiling behind him, clutching her belly as she followed after the boy. You crouch down and reach for him.
Aegon giggles as he jumps into your arms, "AUNT!"
You kiss his temple and embrace him fondly, "sȳz ñāqes, ñuha valītsos." Good morning, my boy.
You grunt as you stand with the young prince in your arms. Alicent is soon before you, "good morn," she smiles, though it flattens when she sees your eyes, "sister..."
You shake your head, "it's Daemon."
The queen clenches her jaw.
Aegon finds interest in the jewel on your neck. He takes it in his hand and tries to eat it. You turn to him and shush him, moving his hand away.
"What did he do to you?" your sister asks.
"Not to me," you turn to her, "to my wards."
Alicent knits her brows.
"They..." you sigh. The image of Daemon's bloody face haunts you, "they brawled outside my bedroom."
"What?" she pulls her head back.
"His face was bloody..." your voice shakes, "and... he said things to me-"
"Aunt, cake!" Aegon announces, grabbing your cheeks.
Alicent turns to her son, pushing his hands off you, "darling, mummy said you'll get cake later."
Aegon whines, "cake!"
You turn to Aegon, shushing him momentarily before turning back to Alicent, "I slapped him."
Your sister freezes, a line forming between her brows. She takes a moment before replying, "you slapped Daemon?"
You simply stare at her as Aegon throws his head back and whines, "CAKEEEEE!"
You watch as the boy begins to squirm whilst crying out for cake. You try to calm him, but eventually, Alicent takes him from you. She manages to calm the boy by offering to play with him instead. Aegon scratches his teary eyes, turning to you. He points.
You stroke his head, "I'll play with you later."
He whines, "NOOOOO!"
"My love," Alicent whispers against his cheek, "aunt has to go-"
"NOOO!"
"I just have to go get cake for you, Aegon," you shush him, "you want cake, right?"
Aegon pouts as tears stream down his face.
"Why don't you go play with mummy and aunt will get cake for us?"
Alicent kisses Aegon's tears away and he nods. The boy sighs, "no long."
You nod in understanding, "no, sweetheart. I will not take long."
With that, you leave your nephew and sister, continuing your walk to the maester's ward. When you arrive, your stomach drops as the arguing you hear coming from inside.
When you open the door, the room goes silent. You immediately lock eyes with Daemon who was standing next to your maester.
"Oh, thank the gods," the old man says.
You walk in with knit brows, "what is happening?"
"The prince refuses that I tend to his wounds," the maester says, handing you an iron tray that had both a damp and dry cloth, "he insists only on receiving care for you, my princess."
Of course. You stare at the tray, recalling years ago when he did the same after his tourney, the wordlessly take it. You examine the room, quickly finding your wards sitting on cots.
They stand to attention when you turn to them and nod, "princess."
Daemon feels his hand tremble as you walk towards them.
"Are you two well?"
The twins examine your demeanor before nodding slowly, "yes."
"Have you any injuries?"
"No."
"Good," you nod, "you may leave."
Their eyes widen.
You walk towards Daemon grabbing his arm, "sit."
"Princess?" Erryk asks, "do you mean-"
"Both," you spare them a glance, "both of you may retire."
Daemon turns to them, slowly sitting on the cot.
You turn, "I beg your pardon, maester, but would you do me a favor?"
Erryk is silenced. Arryk feels dread in his stomach as he nods, "we shall away then, my princess."
"How might I serve, princess?" the maester asks.
Daemon watches the twins walk out, awfully pleased with himself, until he feels his head begin to throb.
"Would you please go to the kitchen and request cake be delivered to Aegon?"
The maester is taken aback by the request but otherwise nods, "of course."
"Thank you," you nod, watching him leave.
Daemon does the same.
The moment it's just you and him, he turns to you, finding your eyes are already on him. He clenches his jaw, regretting it when it makes the pain in his nose flare.
Your sigh, walking towards him. You start when he touches your hip.
His lips part as consequences, "I-"
"Don't speak," you take the damp towel and hand him the tray, "I do not wish to speak to you as I tend to your wounds."
Daemon withdraws the hand he had on your hip in lieu of taking the tray. The metal thing felt blistering and heavy. He lowers his head.
"Don't move," you snap, grabbing his chin. When he lifts his head, you quickly retreat your hand, realizing you were about to force his gaze up which would have hurt him. You didn't want to hurt him, regardless of how he made you feel.
Daemon does not think this is why you pull away; he thinks the look of him disgusted you, especially in this state. His grip on the tray tightens.
You could tell his nose was broken from how his eyes were swollen. Many an occasion has this happened to Gwayne. You sigh and shake your head, "you should have let the maester see to your nose at least."
It was strange that now that you were before him, he could barely feel the pain on his face, not because it was gone but because felt it every where, most especially in his chest.
"It's broken," you mutter, placing a hand on his cheek.
Daemon leans back to allow you more access to his face. He so badly wanted to lean into your touch, but he was afraid you'd pull away again. Instead, he closes his eyes, "is it crooked?"
You examine his nose, "no," you trace his bridge with your thumb.
His breath hitches and his skin pricks with goosebumps.
"But a vein must have ruptured from the hit," you say as you wipe the blood off him.
Daemon involuntarily winces.
You immediately pull back, "I-"
He opens his eyes and snatches your hand.
You stare at each other for a long moment.
He brings your hand to his cheek, "think nothing of it," his eyes are watery. His thumb rubs your skin, "do not pull away."
When he releases you, you finish off wiping the red off his skin until all that was left on his face were purple bruises and split skin. You comb his hair back with your fingers and it makes his brows furrow. You sigh, take the tray from him, and set it aside, "I did not mean for that to hurt."
"It didn't," he mutters, watching you go through the objects on the maester's table. You take the ointment and turn back to him. He adds, "I liked it."
You grit your teeth and swipe a dollop of salve on your finger.
Daemon notices your reaction, "are you angry with m-"
"I told you not to speak," you snap for the second time.
His lips part, but only a sigh comes out.
You inhale sharply.
He can feel your hand tremble as you rub the ointment on his wounds. It hurts, not because of the pressure you apply on his skin, but because he knows your anger is the cause of your tremors.
You look him once over after tending to his cuts then examine his body, "anywhere else you're injured, prince?"
"Daor," he mutters, shaking his head, "sepār ñuha prūmia." No, just my heart.
You chuckle dryly at his words, quickly turning away from him to shake your head in disbelief.
Daemon swallows a lump that forms in his throat, "kostilus." Please.
You turn to him, scratching your eyes. The last thing you wanted was to cry in front of him. "Skoros yno?" What of mine?
His eyes follow you as you sit down next to him. He shifts in his spot to face you.
You grip the cot, "gaomagon ao pendagon ñuha prūmia ēza daor ōdrio." You take a deep breath before turning to him. Do you think my heart has no wound?
He sees the tears build in your eyes. He reaches out to wipe it, but you recoil and do it off yourself. He curls his hand into a fist and rests it on his lap. He whispers your name and licks his lips, "it was not my intention."
"Then what was your intention then?" you quip, eyes refusing to leave his though it blurred with tears, "if not to sear holes into my heart?"
What was his intention? What was his intention? Why was it that he found your letters so gut-curling and unseemly? Why was the thought of reading your words while he was seas apart so sickening? He opens his mouth, "I do not know."
You are stunned by his response. It makes you stiffen in your spot. Your stomach sours and your breath hitches, "... you do not even know why you resent me so?"
"I do not resent you," he raises his voice slightly, "but I did bare resentment." He shakes his head, "perhaps for my brother, for your brother, for your father."
You scratch your eyes again. You sigh and nod, "I see."
Daemon's hands flinch.
"So," you knit your brows, "you cast your resentment onto me because..."
His throat tightens though his jaw slacks, "why do you insist upon this?"
"What do you mean?!" you raise.
"You insist to misunderstand me."
"I insist the opposite, you fool!" you snap, coming to a stand, "every day I wrote to you, even after I knew for certain you would not!"
The balm on Daemon's face is washed with the salt from his eyes, "I've read them."
You tense but then you shake your head, "liar."
The word makes him whimper, "last night. I read them all. I read about how you ate cake, and went to the sea, and wrote to Laenor, and-"
"Am I supposed to be impressed?" you blurt, feeling your breath grow short, "those letters were not meant to be read that way."
"But, I know your heart now," he slowly stands.
You laugh, "know my heart!"
"Or the parts you opened up to me," he reaches a hand. He sniffles; it feels like a blade up the nostrils. "If it pleases you, I would write a thousand letters in return."
You scoff, taking a step back, "you would survive three years of silence from me?"
The thought shatters him.
You watch as red drips from his nose to his lips. You do nothing but wait for his response.
He shakes his head, "I would not."
You shake your head and grab the dry towel for him. He takes it and feels his stomach drop when you begin to pace around. The closer you get to the door, the more uneasy he feels. He cannot help himself, "kostilus gaomagon daor henujagon nyke." Please do not leave me.
The thought makes you laugh, so you do. You turn to him, nearly moved to spit at his face. He so brazenly requests such a thing from you when he paid you no heed when you requested the same from him. You do not act beneath yourself though, "iksan daor tetan lēda ao." I am not finished with you.
He does not like the tone with which you speak this, and yet he says, "iksan biare." I am glad.
"Why did you ambush my wards?"
Daemon tenses.
"How did you come into my chambers if they were keeping watch outside?"
He wipes the blood off his lips, "there are secret passages to nearly every room in the castle."
You shrug and cross your arms, "did you attack them because it would be too easy to attack me?"
He pulls his head back, "do not vilify me," he shake his head, "do not presume I would ever atta-"
"YOU ARE MY VILLAIN!" your splintered resolve finally breaks. You unleash your rage by the hurtling your heel at him. Your right shoe misses Daemon by a hair, but your left shoe hits him in the shoulder when he turns to dodge your assault.
You charge at him with a guttural screech, fully intent on battering his body, but he does not let you. He grabs your wrists and easily overpowers you, calling your name out.
Daemon traps you in his arms and in return, you begin kicking him. He yelps when you kick his shin, but does not release you. He shudders as he tightens his arms around you, "kostilus, kostilus keligon. Gīda ilagon, ik—" please, please stop. Calm down, I—
"LET ME GO!" you shriek, exerting all of your strength into elbowing him.
You can't though, his hold on you was too strong. And though he hated that this was how he got to hold you, he could not help the way his face leaned into your nape to breathe in your scent. He weeps against you, begging you to calm down.
And you do, not because you want to, but because you could no longer breathe.
Daemon feels it, the exact moment you tense just to go limp. His hold on you loosens in an instant. It was a mistake because of how you flop forward. His heart leaps into his mouth as he feels your body spasm and gasp for air.
He lays you down on the cot and his eyes go wide at the sight of the veins popping out of your neck. He immediately rubs your chest and frantically calls out your name.
You looked like you were choking. A drowned man in the Stepstones immediately comes to mind.
He takes your jaw and breathes air into your mouth. A string of snot mixed with blood is drawn out between you as he pulls away to examine your face.
He had only seen it once. One of the men from the fleet was found washed up shore. When he was dragged out, they fully intended to bury him, until an Iron Born came forward.
Daemon presses his hands atop your ribs and begins to pump your chest. He does this a few times before pinching your nostrils and breathing into your mouth again. He remembered what the Iron Born called it: the kiss of life. He brings to mind the explanation the Iron Born gave when he had asked how he did it.
And as he did it on you, he could only pray that he remembered it right.
The prince could barely see from how his tears blurred his vision. It looked like you were going grey and whatever he was doing wasn't working. His voice shakes as he blurts, "kostilus, gaomagon daor henujagon nyke!" please, do not leave me.
You eyelids begin to close.
"KOSTILUS," he pumps your chest again, "vestā īlē daor tetan lēda nyke!" He shudders as he wills you to come back to consciousness. PLEASE, you said you were not finished with me!
You feel your lungs deflate. You can't seem to feel anything else.
Daemon grabs your cheeks and breathes into your mouth again, and again, and again. He presses his head to your chest and listens closely to your heart beat. Tears rush down to your skin as he screws his eyes shut. He can't hear anything. He can't hear anything.
He scoops you into you his chest and sobs into you. He mutters your name repeatedly. He cannot seem to do anything else but weep.
He takes your hand, cold and clammy, and squeezes it as he brings it to his mouth to kiss it, "please, please, please, don't leave me."
He sniffles and straightens up. Help. He should call for help. "MAESTER! MAESTER!" He comes to a stand, but his knees are weak and he crumples down to the floor.
A few moments later, a maester from one of the inner offices emerges. Seeing the distraught prince with a bloody nose, he is taken aback, "my prince-"
"HELP HER!" he howls from the floor. He tries to come to a stand, but even his arm gives in and he slips down to the floor. He resigns to his misery and lays on his back, "HELP MY WIFE!"
The maester runs to you, nearly tripping on the legs of the prince.
As Daemon groans helplessly, the maester that had gone to have cake delivered to young prince Aegon arrives. He runs up to the prince, "my prince, what has-"
"My wife is dead, isn't she?" Daemon mumbles through a sob.
The maester stiffens and turns to the other maester with wide eyes, "what has-"
"Her heartbeat is weak," the other maester blurts, "she succumbed to her affliction, no doubt."
The old man walks over Daemon and comes to your side. The one who had inspected you turns to the prince, "rise, your grace. She is not overcome. Her heart persists even in weakness."
Daemon lifts his head and scrambles to his knees. He calls your name, lips wobbling, cheeks wet with sorrow, a red streak trickled down from his nose.
"However," the same maester says as he gives way to Daemon, "I fear there is nothing else we can do but pray her heart keeps persisting." He offers the prince a towel.
He sniffles, opting to wipe his face on his sleeve. He shakes his head, "she will persist. She is not finished with me."
The maesters look at each other. One says, "we shall give you your privacy, Prince Daemon. I shall have the sept pray for her health and strength."
Daemon kneels beside your cot, squeezing one of your hands, "a blanket, maester. She is cold."
"Of course," he offers him the blanket neatly folded on the other cot.
The two maesters leave after Daemon cloaks you with a blanket. He tucks you in and brushes your brown hair away from your face. He sniffles as he looks upon you. Another bout of sobs arrest him.
He rests his head upon your lap, unwanting to put pressure upon your chest or belly. He embraces you as he despairs. His voice his broken as he says your name. He dries his tears on the blanket before coming to a stand.
He finds the maesters, all huddled up and muttering to each other in the office room.
"My prince," one says, walking over, "what is—"
"Is th-ere truly nothing to be done?" his voice cracks, low and pained.
They look at each other for a moment. One replies, "forgive us, your grace, but no."
Daemon makes a pained noise as he sniffles.
The maesters all look upon the troubled prince with pity.
"Right," he wipes his face on his sleeve, "I will bring her to our chambers then, that I may share in her embrace. Perhaps my heat and desperation with strengthen her body."
They nod as Daemon walks off.
The prince gathers you in his arms. You feel lighter than he remembers. He gazes upon your face, thinking of the day he had carried you home from the temple. He remembers your terrible prayer and gulps, "the gods do not grant such cruel things."
He walks down the halls that presently felt haunted. He can barely feel your breathing on his neck. He prays it is because has been thickened from the burns he suffered in the Stepstones.
He stops in his tracks when he sees Alicent with her son lingering in one of the halls. He and her stare at each other heatedly for a good moment. He continues walking.
Alicent turns to Aegon, "my darling, we should go inside."
"No!" Aegon whines, "AUNT!"
Daemon's chest tightens.
Alicent distracts him as Daemon comes closer, "later, my love we will-"
The distraction does not work. Aegon spots you and recognizes you too easily, "AUNT!"
Alicent tries to hold him back, but she can only do so much in her pregnant state.
Daemon stops in his tracks once more as the young boy runs up to him. Aegon, with his tiny hands and big violet eyes, reaches out for you.
Alicent runs over, "Aegon, no!" She pulls him away.
Aegon whines but stops when Daemon says, "issa ēdrure, valītsos." She is sleeping, boy.
Alicent clenches her teeth. Aegon furrows his brows, "ēdrure?" Sleep?
"Kessa," Daemon mutters, "issa olvie ēdrugī." Yes. She is very tired.
Aegon pouts, "cake!"
"Tolī. Ziry teptan ao iā kivio, gōntan ziry daor?" Later. She gave you a promise, did she not?
Aegon blinks at him and points, "sad."
Daemon tenses.
"Mundagon sodjisto ēdrugon." Sad aunt sleeps.
Daemon adjusts you in his arms as he looks off. He hastens in his way back to your shared chambers.
Alicent watches the man walk away with her sister in his arms. A shiver runs down her spine as she begins to think the worst.
Daemon changes you out of your dress and undoes your hair. He tucks you in bed before changing himself. He lights a single candle by the bedside table before lying beside you.
He nuzzles into your neck and throws his leg over yours. He rubs your bare sternum, glad to be able to feel the thumping of your heart.
His stream of tears do not seem to cease. He can now feel every fibre of pain on his face and body. He aches and aches; He aches mostly for you.
He thinks back to your last conversation. He recalls the explanation he owes you, "I did it because you spoke their names in your sleep."
You sigh heavily.
Daemon lifts his head up, hoping you would wake. You do not.
He sighs, wiping his face on his dress shirt and clarifies, "Arryk and Erryk."
He looks upon your form. Your face shines under candlelight. He longs to see it under the light of the sun and moon.
"I cannot bare to know you dream of them," he mutters, propping himself up on one arm, "you moaned their name."
Your arms are already warm but Daemon rubs them still.
"Gods know how I surely moaned your name in my sleep," he sighs, "... as I fucked other women."
You remain unmoving.
"Did they sate you, I wonder?" his throat tightens. He feels a hot tear run down his nose, "... did you moan my name when they fucked you?"
Jealously, anger, and hurt force more tears out of him. He rests his head on your chest, awfully defeated. He clutches the fabric of your nightgown as he laments with his eyes screwed shut.
"Do you dream of me?"
Warmth spreads across his cheek. He feels his snot begin to drip. He moves to wipe his nose, but feels something in the way.
You fool.
His eyes open. His lips part when he realizes your hand is on his cheek. He lifts his head, placing his hand atop yours.
"D—mon."
His breath trembles. He squeezes your hand, "I'm here." He kisses your palm.
Your eyes slowly open.
Daemon's heart skips. He laughs but quickly breaks into a sob.
You can barely see his face in the darkness, but you can feel the way his head shook as he wept. You brush your tears with your thumb and repeat the words Daemon thought he imagined you say, "you fool."
He shudders as he watches you knit your brows.
"I dream only one dream," you whisper. You grunt as you feel your head pound, "and it is neither of my wards or you."
He shifts slightly to better see you, careful to keep your hand on his face. He asks, soft and careful, "what do you dream of?"
He tenses when you pull away. He is about to beg for forgiveness for even asking, but then he realizes you merely wished to sit up. He helps you lean back on the headboard and sits beside you, hands fidgeting with the blanket, for he did not know if you wanted to hold his hand.
You don't. Your hands go to his beaten face. You sigh, "our children."
Daemon's expression slips.
"Alaeric and Alyrie," you add, gently rubbing his cheeks, "it was not Arryk nor Erryk's name I muttered, but theirs."
His hands come atop yours again. His eyes are red with tears.
"They-" your lips tremble, "-they were a moon too early."
The sound of your name spilling from his lips is horrible.
You lower your gaze and slowly pull away from him. You clutch your chest when you feel it begin to tighten. You take your time to draw in deep breaths to calm yourself.
Daemon brushes your hair back and rubs your arms.
You whine when he touches you. You pull away, "please, don't."
It is worse than a kick to the teeth how you move back. He is frantic when you look as though you wanted to leave bed. He calls out your name and immediately begins to apologize, "please. Forgive me. I will not tou-"
"I need to go for a walk," you mutter as you come to a stand.
Daemon immediately springs into action, taking your arm, helping you keep yourself upright. You grip his bicep and point to the chair, "my robe."
He immediately takes your robe and helps you put it on. He proceeds to help you slip your shoes on and you whine at the tightening of your chest. Daemon is frantic, "what is it? What is happening? What do you need?"
You shake your head and sigh, "a walk... just a walk."
Neither of you speak as you walk outside of your room. You saunter down the now dark halls holding Daemon's bicep. His gaze barely leaves you. He is focused only on your conditions.
You feel exhausted, and you turn to the prince, figuring he probably felt the same way, "it's not much farther."
He shakes his head, "where you go, I will follow."
You see the worry on his face. You do not have it in you to try and comfort him. You turn away and rub your chest.
Soon, you arrive to your destination. The gardens are lit up by the light of the stars and the moon. You move past the thick rose bushes and find the fountain that rest behind them.
Daemon is surprised by its existence.
You take notice, "my father had it commissioned for me."
He gasps when you release him and chases after your hand.
You watch as he squeezes you and shake your head, "I will just walk around the fountain, Daemon."
He turns to the said fountain, watching leaves and blossoms flow with the trickling water. He nods, "then so shall I."
Daemon secures your hand on his bicep. You do not argue, "very well."
The two of you walk around the large, rounded stone. Daemon is one again focused only on you. On the other hand, you are solely focused on loosening the tightness in your lungs.
"Will you tell me more about them?"
Them? You didn't not want to talk about them, lest you faint. You reach for a rose bud that fell into the water and fish it out. You take a moment to decide on your answer and end up shaking your head, "another time."
Daemon is disheartened by your response for he did not know if you did not want to speak of your children because of how greatly it hurt or because you simply did not want to speak to him. Still, he nods, "of course."
It does not take long for you to completely circle around the fountain. You look at the flower in your hand, "you do not have to trace all my steps."
"I do."
You turn to him.
His breath hitches.
"Why?"
He momentarily looks at the flower in your hand, "I do not want you to go where I cannot follow."
You stop in your tracks; so does he.
He stares at you, hoping you had something to say.
You don't. You continue walking.
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hotch and elle and the killing of their respective 'main' unsubs
if i see one more fucking person say
"oh its so unfair that elle got fired for killing a guy when hotch literally did the same thing and everyone praised him for it"
i think i just might lose it
lets break this down and actually think critically about this
when hotch literally did the same thing
wrong!! what did hotch actually do?
hunted down an escaped (after being arrested and identified) and prolific serial killer that had assaulted him in his own home and targeted his family
listened to said serial killer murder his wife over the phone
entered a literal fight to the death with the serial killer where he had to beat him to death with his bare hands because otherwise both him and his son would have been murdered next
it was self defense. pure and simple. he had no gun, no weapon other than his hands and he knew that if he stepped away, it would be over. there is quite literally nothing else could have done.
what did elle do?
hunted down an uncharged and unconfirmed suspect
tried to provoke him into attacking her
when that didn't work, shot him and planted evidence as well as lie about what happened when the police arrived
did the guy deserve it? absolutely. he was a scumbag and a rapist and deserved to die. but the show makes her actions inexcusable for a reason. you cannot do that as a law enforcement officer. you cannot go and shoot someone who is not actively threatening you, especially not without evidence. additionally, the reason he was uncharged was because she panicked during the undercover mission.
i agree that she definitely wasn't ready for it, and that someone else should have been the bait but she was asked and she confirmed that she would be okay.
"but they should have realised that she would have panicked" why? up until that point, she had been a brilliant agent and had never given any indication that she might not be able to do it. again, she told both hotch and gideon that she'd be fine. why would they doubt her? she's good at her job.
everyone praised him for it
also wrong!! emily and rossi look at him in nothing short of horror when they run in to find him beating foyet to a pulp. even morgan, while comforting him, is obviously disturbed by the scene.
hotch and his team also faced a hearing about the aftermath of the case. it didnt matter that foyet had been stopped and that he and his son were safe, he still had to justify every single action he took.
there's another counterargument here that "well they might not have praised him for it but they understood why he did it" and... yeah? again, self defense.
anyway. this is one of those topics that makes my blood boil. i love elle. do i think they way they never brought her up again was unfair? yes. do i think that the way she suffered because of a choice gideon made was unfair? yes. was she wrong for shooting that guy? honestly i'm kind of glad she did.
but im sick of people saying that their circumstances were the same because they weren't.
people also love to cite misogyny here and while CM has a fair amount of it (dont get me started on the treatment of paget and aj) its not fucking misogynistic to recognize that what elle did was illegal and hotch didn't "get a pass" for what he did just because "hes a man"
TLDR: stop comparing elle and hotch's situations with the intention of pointing out the inequality of their treatments because their situations were in no way comparable.
#rant#sparked by a post of someone pointing this out and they had quotes around the word 'protect' when saying that hotch was protecting jack#fym 'protect' that is quite literally what he was doing#i cannot keep having the same conversation#aaron hotchner#elle greenaway#george foyet#foyet arc#criminal minds#btw this is not elle bashing do not use this as an excuse to do that
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Hey sorry i am trying to like. find examples of what you mean when you talk about mra stuff and (trans)misogyny in forcemasc content and tumblr search has betrayed me once again, can you explain?
(sorry I normally wouldn't ask but I wanna make sure I'm not perpetuating anything!! Also fucking tumblr search!!! it is ridiculous!)
so ive been sitting on this ask for months since ive got it. i want to do it justice and try to take it at face value that its being honest in asking.
The thing is, theres this trend and a weird amount of effort to be like force femme, to be forceful and like its something to fearful of and give in to. But we cant do that, cause all that does is reinforce the idea that being a man is a toxic thing. I saw this post the other day where a transman talked about like, the whole "raised as a weapon" thing, the violence and horror of being a man and raised that way versus how they felt growng into it as a transman. How they wanted to reclaim that phrase or something? i could be misremembering.
But that was never the intent of forcemasc. It wasnt actually about being a dude, literally *forcing* someone who was unwilling into masculinity, none of the posts that i made that started the community (and yes i, a transfem butch woman, started and made this community and some of yall need to get over yourselves) were ever about that, it was intended to be a soft mimic or even a call to forcefemme.
i was all about making it soft and tender for a reason, cause if i didnt i was only reinforcing the toxic masculinity narrative, "men fighting in the mud" "men are dominant and cool" " to be a man is to be forced into masculinity and to be disgusted with the feminine" or whatever. When masculinity isnt about just men, and being butch isnt just being masculine. masculinity should also be sensitivity, not domination. i wanted it to be better, show a better side of what masculinity could be, what being butch is.
Ive spoken before a bit too, about the tags people used and added to forcemasc, and really maybe i was wrong in ever naming it forcemasc. people used and still use tags like autoandrophilia, autoandrophile, androphile, autogynephilia, androphilia, and autogynephile. Ive seen so many people with urls and tags and posts calling themselves transandrobros, literally calling themselves MRAs, as if that was something to be proud of, as if they dont understand that they arent fighting for their and our rights, they're fighting for cis-mens rights by using those names and terms, not transmascs/transmens rights. I can understand ignorance, but weve talked about how the words you use have history, especially those like the tags i mentioned and androphilia and androphobia and others, all of them have roots in deeeeeeeply misogynistic and transphobic people and history.
Literally all of these are awful and are phrases that arent and wont be reclaimed because theyre history is one of pain and hurting trans people, one of coercive 'help', literal forced detransitioning and reinforcement of MRA and terf narrative that men are both good and the worst creature alive and that to be a woman is to be disgusting and the purest thing all at once. That to be a transwoman is sick and we shouldnt be trusted.
Im trying to be very kind, not scream and rage, not because i dont desperately want to, but because if i do, as a butch transwoman, ESPECIALLY cause i claim being butch, people wont listen to me no matter how much of what i say is meaningful. one of the reasons why im doing this NO, instead of in anothr day or two, is that im coming to terms with the fact that the situation will just get qorse, not better without words.
Part of why im still sane is that ive gotten a couple asks here and there about how my posts and creation of the community has helped them and its so wonderful to see that, genuinely so amazing to see people recontextualize and love themselves. its wonderful and im so fucking happy about it.
i personally made this space so i could love myself, who i am as a trans person and my body, and i knew that other people needed and wanted that for themselves too and i wanted to help, share this love with more people. That to be hairy and chubby and masculine and butch was a nice thing. But to me it feels like it was coerced into being a thing for Men. A thing no longer for me or people like me who share the butch culture and name to no longer enjoy cause people unfamiliar with kink and tran history have decided that masculinity and butchness are the exact same thing. Id say people should go be a bear, but you wont learn their culture either and thats cruel and insulting to bears.
We deserve better You deserve better. Stop falling for the lies and hate. We beg you
#forcemasc#the dragon replies#the dragon speaks#the dragon roars#force masculinization#force masc#force masc founder#forcemasc founder#ask me stuff#ask me things#transmisogny//#im tired#ill probably make a new tag to post new content under#ill also turn off anons#gonna keep asks in general on tho
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this is all so true
Misogyny is so incredibly normalized its actually insane. Theres batshit levels of casual misogyny thrown around in td, and im fine with it for plot and stuff, but that tweet of terry mcgurrin saying there's no homphobic characters or whatever. Like okayyyy i see your priorities.
The misogyny that is just casually in the show can get genuinely upsetting to watch sometimes. Women are constantly disrespected and paraded around as objects. Duncan saying to courtney whats for dinner woman. The double gold at the babe Olympics shit. The men are allowed to pull two girls but as soon as a girl pulls two guys shes the devil and should kill herself (gwen, bridgette, even courtney in the case of scott) And characters are reprimanded for being sexist in the show, but it doesnt feel like it happens enough
And again, im ok with it for the plot and stuff. (Also its a show from 2007. Its gonna be far from unproblematic) but it reflects HARD in the fandom. The people that blame Gwen and Courtney for the love triangle stuff? Insane. Actually genuinely insane. They either actually believe it can be someones (that just SO HAPPENS to be a woman) fault for being cheated on, or they just say that to piss people off who sympathize with courtney (or even gwen in the case of duncan fucking Breaking Into The Bathroom to kiss her. She was coerced into that kiss)
The list could actually go on and on and on.
The way people say bridgette is a bad person for getting coerced into a kiss even after apologizing while they completely forget geoff making eyes at other girls and calling them hot
The way people fawn all over noah and cody despite being in a minimal amount of episodes and/or never having that large of a role, while hating female characters in similar alleyways of screentime or usage
The mass popularity of mlm ships compared to wlw ships. Total drama has a pretty wide array of female characters that are just as developed or even more than the most popular male characters/ships. The usual excuse of female characters just being underdeveloped/bad characters and therefore unfun to ship doesnt apply.
I saw someone called homophobic for saying a lot of mlm ships feel like mlw ships but for people that dont want to write a woman
And its not like thinking one of these things automatically makes someone a misogynist, but it feels like everyone harbors some kind of misogynistic thinking. Its exhausting. Like you have to fight back so hard only for no one to care and for people to tell you youre exaggerating. the moment theres any SEMBLAMCE of homophobia, people dogpile them, but the rampent misogyny gets nothing done about it. Im tired
#glad im not the only one who felt this way abt the tweet. it was sooooo.. im not buying it#i can excuse misogyny but i draw the line at homophobia#ughhhhhhh#i occassionally reblog some mlm ship art but thats like. once in a blue moon lol. its mostly for the art anyway i dont rlly have many mlm-#-ships tbh#its so weird to be bc generally speaking fandom spaces are primarily run by women so i dont get why female characters r tossed to the side-#-like that all the time#seeing ppl stan males characters who r a bit effeminate then shit on characters like eva who r super masculine is like. gross#or they get mad when a female character is too girly.#dont even get me started on noah#i knoww that if he were a girl no one would give 2 shits about him#i remember when i did my yuri requests thing i got 2 asks for nowen and alenoah. r u kidding me#the reason i did that was bc i was upset i was getting no girls in my ask box#VBHJKIJHGV#seeing misogynists characters like ripper be allowed in the show but oh guys!!!! we cant let anyone be homophobic!! god forbid.#next season i want a girl character who hates men. despises them all. she wants to kick them in the face (AXEL. let her pummel ripper)#anyway fuck noah and his fans iHGHJKLOH. when hes sad im happy#and anytime i see someone call courtney an abuser and hate on her it fills me with unfathomable rage#someone i know is a duncan apologist and a courtney hater. watching some of their takes is likek.. ewughh.#courtney is literally a 16 year old teenage girl so what if shes whiny and bitchy when she doesnt get her way. i love her for that#any ships that involve women r good ships to me!#at least from my experience this fandom rlly seems to fetishize gay men. its so fucking weird#pls guys.. more yuri. more lesbians. more WOMEN!!! thats all i ask for#i know soo many more het ships would be popular if the girl was a man. oiuhgvbl#little tangent here. oh well#great day to be hating men
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BOUNDARIES 101; WHAT ARE THEY, WHY YOU SHOULD HAVE THEM AND HOW TO HAVE THEM
A boundary is the line of discontinuity where the rest of the world stops and you begin, simply put. It's the line that says: past this point, you don't matter, I do. That's that. In this way we can classify a boundary as a definition of who you are/ self.
A boundary is more 'yes' than it is 'no' . We easily express the no ( don't talk to me that way) but at the root of it is the yes desire (talk to me with respect). Boundaries are more about desire than restriction. They're more of expressions of the self than a restriction of the other. Stay with me here, I'll get to that point real soon.
Contrary to popular belief, a boundary is not verbal. It's energetic. This is the one point I want you to walk away with from this entire post. You can miss the rest but this. This. One. Here. You do NOT verbally express a boundary, you energetically draw it. This is the takeaway here babe. This right here.
Let me put it this way: you can not tell someone what they can or can not do. Why? Because this is an infringement of free will and NOTHING. Absolutely NOTHING in this planet will cause you to face more resistance and friction than telling a free being what restrictions it must face. You're not being 'strong and powerful' when you tell someone to not speak to you that way you're causing friction and opening the door to a lot more disrespect than there once was.
Take this scenario. That guy at your office that was better off unborn. Every time he opens his mouth you burn with pity for that one poor lady that really spent nine months creating this thing. That Mr Red pill, you know? Youre in a meeting and you say something intelligent that reminds him hes actually dumb so he says something like 'hey sweetheart can you make me a cup of coffee?' With a smirk. The rest of the office laughs, it's just funny you know? Two ways this could go.
1. You tell him it's not funny. "Hey listen Chad that's misogynistic as fuc don't talk to me like that" so Chad raises his hands in mock surrender and goes "whoaaaa I didn't meannanything by it, just a joke. Man, these raging feminists, not everything is misogyny Sarah learn to take a joke, Christ". Now the meeting is ruined for you. You go into an argument that gets shut down in favor of the meeting. Walking out there's two groups of people, on your side and on his side, and now that you've marked a target on your back you know for a fact you'll be the recipient of microaggressions and snide remarks, suddenly work feels so so heavy.
2. You look him straight in the eye and keep talking. You completely ignore that remark and move on. He makes one more move and you ignore him completely, moving on. It's like he doesn't even exist. After the meeting he runs after you to try and act apologetic but you know it's a drama trap, so you stop and turn to him. He's talking but you're staring at his forehead. Then neck. Then shirt. And I mean with absolutely no emotion, no disdain, no approval, just blank staring. He's still talking, you look at his shoes, back to his forehead. He's still going on and you say "work to do" and go back to your desk. That's the last time you speak to him unless you have to, and when you do have to it's three sentence words, straight unwavering eye contact, NEVER forget to stare at that forehead (manipulation 101 beechez) and tilt your head. When your eyes meet glaze your sight like you couldn't be bothered. Before He's done you walk out or move to the next person. You give him no second you dont have to, whatever silly rumors he starts you shrug off, you talk to him with your back up straight and no facial express, like he's nothing (because I mean. He's nothing)
Which one of those two do you think works.
You. Can . Not. Tell a person what they can or cannot do. Back when I thought I had boundaries and I'd tell every Mary and John what they can and can not do to me all I met was "oh my gooooddddd wow you're so conceited if you think I put all that energy into disrespecting you oh my goooood it's not that deep ohmigauuuud girl get over it oh my God so I'm the bad guy now wuh wuh wuh" and walked out of those conversations with more friction and resistance than solutions feeling guilty as hell and even lost some valuable people. You. Just. Can't. You'll shoot yourself in the foot.
So how do we express our boundaries ladies? Energetically. When you decide for yourself no one should come to your house unannounced don't even open the door. My mother does this. She'll be inside just chilling and after you call she'll answer "you should have said you're coming! I wasn't expecting a visitor today so I was busy!" And that's all you get. No apology. No rescheduling. Next time. Call. [Queeeen behavior].
Boundaries have more to do with what you will do than what the other person can and can not do. Once more you can't tell a person what to do, so your boundary is your "if....then" plan. If someone speaks to me in a way I don't like that's the last time I speak to them unless I have to until an apology is delivered and they earn me back. If my bf doesn't call or speak to me all day I'm not speaking to or calling him until there's a bunch of flowers, poetry and restaurant reservation for an apology and an actual apology and it's two strikes and I'm out. If my parents do not respect my choices they don't get to be a part of said choices, the good or bad or in between. If my friends gossip about someone else they lose access to my personal information or life because once a gossip always a gossip. If. . . Then. A boundary without attached consequence is a joke.
If you don't know what boundaries to set there are three ways you can go about it.
1. Visualize the woman you're hoping to become. Who is she. What are her ways. What boundaries do you think she has?
2. Discomfort and pain. Most boundaries are inborn. Since we are born with the 'self' it comes with its own definition/ lines and if there was no socializing process we would still have them but for the sake of fitting in our social groups a lot of us had to give them up (I'm looning at you people pleasers) . If you have lost touch with yours listen to your Discomfort. What's on the other side of that is your desire and the line between is your boundary. Eg; you don't like how that man was looking at you. You have a boundary against sexualization. Okay, the next time someone sexualizes you, what's the consequence they face?
3. Off your head what boundaries do you want. The problem with this method is we express our trauma more than boundaries. I was hurt by someone in this way so this is my boundary. Being that a boundary is an expression of the self to base it on your pain is a betrayal to the self, but until you get back in touch with your self this works. Off head. What do you want.
The reason we have boundaries is to safeguard ourselves , or, our SELF from corrosion, dilution and diffusion. If you're in a constant state of fear, pain, anxiety, fight or flight you need more boundaries, your SELF is in jeopardy and given that life is literally structured about your SELF do I need to explain why it must be protected at all costs? Negative emotion is a good indicator of a boundary crossed. Those things that hurt your soul, those. Keep them OUT of your lines.
You have to train the people around you to respect your boundaries by a shift in your energy that they FEEL and they have to jump through hoops, go above and beyond to get back into your good graces or lose you for life. You must be willing to upset and lose people in safeguard of your best interests, and if the person is irreplaceable even just temporarily eg your boss, you must shift your energy subtly enough that they feel it but softly enough that you have enough time to plan a soft exit without getting fired.
Telling people what to do will bite you later, don't bother. You train people with reward and punishment in the way you regulate your energy, like one trains a dog. Good thing? Neutral and normal. Bad thing? Worship me or die.
Reminder nothing on the face of this planet, in heaven above or hell below or galaxy around is worth betraying your SELF for and keeping up with bullshit is the loudest expression of a lack mindset that says "I'll take what I have because I don't think there is better for me out there", and people can sense this and then you are, in layman's language, royally fucked.
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Envy shippers are forgetting something, and thats kinda of connected to misogyny.
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Just warning before i start that i will be talking negativily about N a litte bit in this post, even If a love him very much, Its necessary lollll.
Also Please dont think this post is some form of hate against V or envy. Its a post about the way >some< NxV shippers treat Uzi and their double standards.
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So, i saw that *one* group of people making jokes about Uzi dying/N killing Uzi so N can be with V again and after some time thinking i realized that those jokes are kinda of connected to how they think that "Uzi stole N from V" or "V deserves N more than Uzi does"
And thats make me think: why, them, as an envy shippers, chooses to throw their hatred at Uzi especifically? Why is the Idea of Uzi, the young girl who did >>nothing<<< to deserve what shes going through, dying so satisfing to them? Even If Its a "joke"?
And i guess i know the answer, they think V deserves N more, they are the one that deserve to be end-game, because they have a tragic love story, they had a spark and becuse they have known each other for way longer and all that stuff, right?
But I guess, them, yes, the one who love V and N as a duo and as a couple, are forgeting something important in this equation: N himself
If they want to blame someone for envy not working in the present time that much, N is the one they should be hating on (and V too tbh) not Uzi, Uzi is just having feelings.
N is the one that choosed to prioritize and protect a random purple worker girl he just met.
N is the one that choosed to change sides and fight against his own damn crush to protect the people of a random worker girl he just met.
he is the one that choosed to stop to act on his crush on V once he met Uzi, the random worker girl. (Srs, not even a single sigh of it since episode 2)
He is the one that choosed to keep holding Uzi's hand (and embrance It harder, when she was the one to ask him to let It go) while blushing at her on that hallway in front of everyone.
He is the one that randomly got her to have a dance with him in that prom fight.
He is the one that felt extremely bad of the Idea of Uzi being scared of him, yes, the random worker he just met.
He was the one to get angry at V for not respecting Uzi and say to her face "what is wrong with you?"
He is the one that ins't afraid to be all cozy with her in public (cabin fever is here as proof)
He was the one that, even after reexperiencing the thing he had with V in the past again, was happy to see Uzi instead of being nervous about it, when even V was embarassed.
Uzi never did anything, thats just a Uzi they created in their minds. wich ins't that surprising since they all dont even like to rewatch most of the show anyways (N and Uzi's interactions are too much for them to handle)
The worst thing she has done was being agressive to V, but mind you, thats bc V was treating her way worse when Uzi even considered her a friend.
>>N<< was the one that, accidently or not, made most of (If not all) his romantic moments with Uzi real.
But they wont talk about his position in this triangle right? Its just Uzi, Uzi this, Uzi that, Uzi is always the villian here.
Because N is the perfect boy who ins't capable of understanding love outside of his thing with V, right?
""N would never feel something like that for Uzi!!! Hes clearly being peer pressured by her!!""
"""the writing is sooo badddd!!! N would never do this ugggfhh""
""weirdo vickers, fix you damn show""
And..... you know what that sorta looks like...right? Yes, misogyny . Because they choose to hate on and make weird jokes about Uzi, the woman, when N, the man, had a bigger role with his romantic thing with Uzi than she did. And If they hate nxuzi so much, they should be hating on N too, but i know they wont.
For the people who hate to see N "being babied" they sure dont like to talk much about him in these things
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Really love how every time I argue with people on here about how actually trans men do not generally have it meaningfully better than trans women, people avoid actually explaining their points or providing sources and start calling me a little boy. Very fun. Love that. It's so fun to be insulted for asking asking people to explain their point
No one can actually explain that.
rhea ripley is so hot. and for what
for me to be all Weird Trans Woman about her
Honestly as an non binary person, I feel more and more pushed out of the community with the serious adherence to the binary. "if you Id as this you MUST be this thing, you're you're a liar and a faker and you're hurting other trans people" that, and the denial of trans men's oppression. It's just cruel and bitter, and seeing other trans people go down this path is pretty disheartening
it's so depressing
Well, you see, it's not like saying they're transitioning from black to white, because OBVIOUSLY, just like race, your soulgender is immediately apparent to everyone as soon as you plop out the womb
lmao so true
(also I've heard soulgender is a Black thing and it should be spelled with like, a space or a hyphen? so I'm probably gonna do that from now on)
"Trans men are the White People of the trans community" Oh okay so yeah this is just "Ace people are the White People of the Queer Community" all over again huh Begging other whities to stop comparing race and gender like this, makes you look stupid as fuck
pls
Fascinated to know if the "All trans women are nonbinary" crowd also believe all trans men are nonbinary
you'd think so the way they insist trans men cling to being AFAB lmao
Went to check /-/'s blog and she's reblogging pro Chat-GPT and anti-copyright posts now
I'm tapping the sign.
as a nonbinary thing i feel like so much tma/tme shit just completely fucking forgets us like im not „occasionally mistaken as a trans woman” its a fucking coin flip!!!!!!!! my „AGAB” doesbt matter 2 ppl outside the the internet!!!!! all that matters is no matter what i wear no one wants me i their bathroom!!!!!
people don't even just hate you for when they mistake you for a trans woman anon they hate non-binary people AFAB too
i kinda feel like the discourse is becoming more mainstream now. im seeing a lot of trans bloggers who dont post much about trans issues making posts about it (usually along the lines of "can we be normal about trans guys please" which is nice)
good maybe the backlash will finally kick in
Idk if this is me generalizing but I’ve started noticing that headcanons of canonically male characters as trans women that get traction are usually skinny and have trauma or coded with anxiety or depression. Like idk if that means literally anything but just a weird observation I had
a lotta people on here literally define being a woman as when bad things happen to you lmao
I was looking at the Patricia Taxxon stuff (funny enough, did actually see you @ ed in deleted replies) and I saw the sentence “However, being discriminated on the basis of being perceived as a manly woman is just an adverse effect of transmisogyny directed towards trans men.” Which. Hey now. What about butch women. Like how does that not uniquely apply to cis butch lesbians, even if we ignore trans men entirely.
MAINSTREAM SOCIETY LOVES TOMBOYS
Man. It really sucks when a popular-ish figure you look up to turns out to be transandrophobic. Should have seen it coming ig. She was intersexist too, and those often go hand in hand.
well I mean it sounds like you shouldn't have looked up to her already lmao
IIRC from old drama, Patricia Taxxon also thinks toxic masculinity isn't a real thing that can harm men because it's just splash damage from misogyny and they should get over it, lol, so I'm not surprised if she's turned out to be weird about trans men
lmao literally just that radfem-libfem feminism-is-for-women comic huh
Tragic: local man forced to actually read Serano's writing for the theory he's trying to make even though the way she talks about transmasculinity and female gender nonconformity gives him a headache
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The early comics aren't bad people going back are just going in to it expecting a completely different kind of comic because you're used to the newer stuff, it's perfectly fine, a little dated in parts, but people keep talking about casual misogyny and homophobia when you could like count the amount of jokes that I think falls under it on one hand, like yeah some stuff is dated, but for a webcomic in the early 2000's? It was always more on the progressive side. Dismissing it as cheap dnd jokes is also just a bit eeeh to me? Like yeah some jokes are a bit cheap, but screaming "I GOT A FOUR" in a failed stealth check is still comedy gold to me honestly.
Plus the fact the story exists within a self aware dnd comic parody is like? a major plot point? like yeah the characterizations and plots get really good over time and start out a bit mediocre but if you aren't here for cheesy dnd jokes then i dont really think you'd fully enjoy even the later stuff? Hell, Redcloak who is often said to be one of the best characters doesn't work nearly as good if you don't have that background of knowing that goblins are the common generic dnd enemy.
It always feels weird to me to just dismiss the early stuff, maybe it's just nostalgia as I very literally grew up along side the comic (i have fond memories of being like 10 when blood runs in the family came out and being super excited) but I really think people give the wrong impression with the first hundred few pages. It's not perfect by any means, but at worst it gets nothing more then an eye roll from me and it perfectly sets up the early dynamic of the group.
#oots#order of the stick#the order of the stick#i just realized redcloaks been one of my favorite characters of all time for over a decade#'up a level!' 'down a level!' 'up a level!'
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First of all, it was nearly impossible for me to read this essay. You’ve gotta start breaking up more of your ridiculously long paragraphs.
Anyway, this is such an elitist take, which why in the WORLD are we making kinning elitist in the first place? Congratulations on not having that problem or not kinning from every media you consume, do you want like… a medal for that? Some praise? I mean seriously, want do you get from shitting on people who DO kin from everything they consume? Gods forbid they watch, read, play something and see themself in it. I’m not saying it doesn’t become a problem at times, because it definitely can from what I’ve seen, but for serious, what do you think your borderline villain monologue is going to do in this situation beyond making people feel like shit? What’s the point of popping in here, writing all of this ON ANON, and acting like it’s so cool of you?
The people you’re ranting about probably already know it’s a problem and are trying to work on that, or, if they aren’t, have made some peace with it because gods forbid someone finds something that briefly helps them when the world is quite literally falling apart around us. Having a little escapism or a little something to focus on beyond the world being shit is good for people, believe it or not. Makes people happy to find themself in media they consume, little pieces of themself that make them feel better to learn about. Fuck, some people are uncomfortable with exploring parts of themselves without the barrier of kin for trauma reasons, isn’t it a good thing they find multiple parts of themself all over the place?
Anyway. It’s so cool that you kin in the specific way that you do, but the majority of people don’t. Fuck, tons of people don’t even kin spirituality. Regardless of that, who cares if they have an “identity crisis” or split? That doesn’t concern you and frankly, acting like it does and you’re going to make a documentary on the people who probably have life rough enough already is so shitty. This entire ask is so shitty lmfao!!!!
There are tons of problems in fandom spaces that are encouraged by people who kin, I won’t lie, but kinning a ton or pairing two white guys who have “no chemistry” or whatever else you said is REALLY not the issues to focus on. Let’s talk about white people who use names from closed cultures. Or how fandom spaces promote misogyny? How about we focus on something that has real, genuine meaning and doesn’t make people feel terrible for no reason beyond YOU don’t like something?
All your “exposure” is going to do is get people who use kinning as a method of escapism from already horrible lives targeted and harassed more and more by nonkin. I just don’t see the point in this ask beyond “I’m better than you and everyone will see how weird and hollow you guys are 🫶🏻🫶🏻” like idk anon??? Touch grass or something lmfao
Sorry if this is mean mpc, I’m trying not to be, but still get the point across.
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bear with me please and understand i may be a fool. SO
every industry has some amount of sexism going on in it. i mean look at the executive board for every company. the entertainment industry is particularly obvious in it's sexism because the industry itself is SO visible. no one hears about a friend of a friend who works in a small school district and got told weird shit by the superintendent, but when a blockbuster movie comes out we can all see the way the camera and the script and the promos treat the woman differently. the point of the fucking entertainment industry is to be seen, and so we see.
in online entertainment (particularly streaming and youtube) shit gets crazier because while the entertainment industry has SOME protections, the online space isn't so...i guess the closest word i can find is "centralized"? a good intimacy coordinator can help someone feel safe while filming certain scenes and can advocate for boundaries, there are unions, there's other more specific resources people pull on but i can't think of their names because i don't follow hollywood activities much. point is there's almost always a company that has authority/power over things and they can (CAN, they dont always DO) use that authority to make the workplace less misogynistic. but theres just no equivalent for that in independent online entertainment. youtube/twitch/whoever should (again SHOULD, they don't always DO) be moderating the content actually posted on their platforms, but what if a creator gets harassed in a discord server? or maybe a couple creators meet up and, oh idk just off the top of my head, one of them gets shitfaced and calls the woman in their group a whore? whose fucking jurisdiction is that?
i feel like MCYT in particular has this problem just because of how minecraft is built. yeah you can play it solo but the game hits best in multiplayer, particularly with servers where people can consistently interact and build bits and dynamics and plotlines (not just RP plotlines. group builds and prank wars are plotlines). so as these servers happen you get these little petri dish workplaces with WILDLY different experiences largely dependent on whoever started the attached discord server. the experience of working in Hermitcraft is not the same as Lifesteal SMP is not the same as QSMP is not the same as Bear SMP is not the same as DSMP and so on and so on.
stack this fuckin online fallout-bunker-esque weirdness on top of being within the wider gaming community. women have been involved in gaming since it fucking started as an industry and yet to this day are consistently erased in both the development of games and the audience playing them. so even in more chill workplaces like Hermitcraft (allegedly chill. big allegedly chill. i have been burned before. this post is from January 12 2025) with a server of 24 active members, only 4 aren't cis men.
i guess my point here is i don't think that something about MCYT is uniquely misogynistic as compared to idk whatever community is consistently playing Marvel Heroes. i do think that online independent entertainment is particularly prone to exploitation because of the lack of actual network for people to get help from, and i think MCYT comes up more frequently than other communities when we discuss this abuse because the collaboration-driven nature of the game causes there to just be more of those consistent group environments where the workplace culture gets fallout-bunker crazy.
p.s. if someone familiar with other streaming circles and the level of misogyny/exploitation going on over there in comparison to MCYT please let me know i'm very curious. i've got a tinfoil hat that says that another reason we hear about it more in MCYT is that minecraft's versatility as a medium draws in a more diverse audience so people are able to at least Eventually open up about abuse and get sympathy more than they would in other streaming circles like idk Marvel Heroes. idk why i'm going in on Marvel Heroes in this post but thats our strawman for today ladies and gents its Marvel Herooooes
#long post but i guess i wanted to put a coherent thought out there and not just more rabid schadenfreude reblogs interspersed with gay vamps#anyway back to rabid schadenfreude reblogs and gay vampires
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tged webtoon ep 178 spoilers and thoughts that i'm late on again whoops but it's okay we're here now and there's a handful of mixed feelings in here, more yapping than anything, and more below the cut,,,
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the main thing i liked about this episode was honestly the panels of lloyd and javier, they were cute,,, lloyd's poses specifically in this ep,,, i liked them :3
unfortunately for the rest of the ep i'm honestly not sure how to feel (even after a full week of mulling on it),,,
in this ep, we meet the veneto? beneto? people,,, tribe? and we get to see a little bit of the way they live their life. the ep goes over a bit of their past too, and their ancestors were supposedly magentano people who were banished for a reason that hasn't been specified. they pride strength over all else, and disregard things that they consider "weak" or "not manly" or something like that...
i don't have a problem with introducing new characters - i mean i kinda figured that after the events of 177, we'd have to get back into the build up into the next plans of action - but this introduction left me feeling,,, very confused. i'm not sure why they opened things up this way,,, let me try to explain.
the episode opens with a wife and her child, and her child had picked some flowers and she was complimenting how pretty they were, when the veneto chief (husband/dad) bursts in and immediately starts berating his wife and child for doing so. he emphasizes that strength is the only thing that matters, that warriors dont make pretty things. he kicks the flowers out of his own child's hands, and scolds his wife for not teaching his child better, makes his child apologize with an upside down plank thing? idk what pose that is, and demands his wife to give him beer.
,,, what an opener, right? honestly i was caught off guard, i wasn't expecting anything like that. i'm not sure whether the appropriate/correct term for this scene is domestic violence but either way i was very. lost on this opening of the ep, bc the entire time there's a weird emphasis on the chief's face and poses. the chief is, objectively, drawn to be incredibly pretty and beautiful, with long luscious hair. this scene is also followed by more of this gag, as the warriors of veneto dance and sing as they hunt and steal, and they all have pretty features and the like.
i genuinely, genuinely can't tell whether or not this is simply a gag or if it's some kind of satire,,, i'm not sure if we've ever had gag or satire presented like this before, either. this is the reason i am on the fence about this episode, bc depending on what the adaptor's intentions are my feelings would change.
on the one hand, this could possibly be a criticism of traditional views on masculinity/femininity, how doing "pretty" things doesn't necessarily mean you're not strong or you're not a warrior, etc, bc of all these random "pretty" things that we see the veneto warriors do like dancing and singing. i am aware that there is a large issue with misogyny and like, idk what the best way to phrase it is, male supremacy? in korea, i remember seeing posts about an orv panel that had to get changed bc of men overreacting to being "emasculated" (though do correct me if i'm wrong, i'm not korean so i'm not the most educated about this topic). it's possible that this is a direct satirical criticism of those men who are emasculated by "pretty" or "feminine" things,,,
at the same time, and on the other hand, it leans a little bit too close to "gag" territory for me to say so for sure. tged in the past has drawn up their antagonists well because their actions speak to their character from the moment we meet them; lacona arrogantly speaking to lloyd when they first meet, asfahan making the magentano envoy wait for way too long to negotiate, worthroad's whole. situation.,,,, etc. we see these guys and even if they have silly moments, it's clear that we are to see these guys as antagonists. however, it's hard to say the same with the veneto chief. we immediately see him being very Terrible to his family, but then... are we supposed to laugh at them actually being incredibly pretty? and then shortly after that, we see them all get scared of and then swiftly beat by lloyd and javier. then we're quickly told that lloyd has plans for them, in a way that doesn't seem like they're set up to be antagonists? it's so immediate and short in the punch that i really, really can't tell what the tone is, what the status of the veneto's to our main characters are. i can't tell if this is a mere gag (which means wow. the tact of this episode's messaging is little to none) or if it's actually a commentary (which i don't know much more about because i am the international audience, and i'm not korean).
to wrap this up,,, i do wish this opening was done differently. i don't mind swift introductions, it's not the worst thing in the world, and i dont think it'd be right to completely ignore this kind of behavior that traditionalizes masculinity/femininity and harms people for it - it's an important point of discussion - but the swiftness of this opening and how it was executed makes me feel,,, what's the word,,, disconcerted? i really don't know what the tone is! should we be laughing or not? are we taking this seriously, or not?
i understand too that satire can be both, it can be humorous and also lean in to serious discussion,,, again though, it's just the pacing of this is throwing me off. it's fast and loose, and considering tged's track record (and notable lack of direct satirical commentary like this) it worries me that this is a gag attempt, not a satire attempt.
maybe i'm thinking too much (or not enough at all), so if you have thoughts feel free to leave them in the notes. i'd love to hear more feelings on this (though do please leave out novel spoilers/bias,,, sorry ill finish it soon!) as my perspective and knowledge can only cover so much. again, i'm not korean nor do i know much about the korean tged audience. if i missed the mark on any of this, do let me know! and i'll edit in updates as needed.
as for the rest of the episode, it was okay! i am Very curious as to what lloyd is plotting to do with the veneto people,,, and i'm wondering too how lloyd would react to the way the veneto people run things, especially w their families. though it's unclear whether or not the chief is the one exclusively being awful to his family or if its a whole tribe thing,,, i'd like to see a little bit of justice on that at least
i did like this panel a lot, i like when artists do this thing where movements cut beyond the panel borders,, coolest thing ever. lloyd it's so silly that u only look cool when ur really not trying to be hehe
also lloyd saying he's a pacifist was incredibly funny to me LMFAO i'm pretty sure that's lowkey a lighthearted joke (though he is right about detaining the venetos being more trouble than its worth)
though i mean,,, arguably he does love peace! he does like not fighting, because if there's no fighting then he can live a relaxed noble life,,, so real of u lloyd nod emoji nod emoji
i also like the way he's sitting here. god what a creature. he didn't have to sit like that but he did. i also tend to sit like that it's very comfortable lloyd ur so real
wow okay that's all i have actually. this liveblog prolly has the least number of images compared to all my previous ones sob sob sob
all in all,,, i don't want to say i'm disappointed in this ep. i understand that buildup has to happen again (177 was SOOO so good; it makes sense that we'd have to come down from the high and set things up all over again) i just wish it happened in a way that's a little bit more tactful, a bit more organized and slower paced, a bit more thought through. i just wish i knew whether or not it was satire, i'm horrible at reading tone!! i don't even know if i understand satire correctly man,,,
again if anyone has thoughts to share (or would like to help me out in my understanding alskdjfljasdf) please please please say something! i love chatting about tged, genuinely!
in any case, i'll see u guys for 179,,, i really hope that 179 goes well. reading weekly is very different from reading all at once, the pacing will always feel different, so i'm hoping that the context of 179 will help me better understand the reasoning behind 178's opening. alright i've said too much SEE YALL NEXT WEEK
#tged#the greatest estate developer#tged spoilers#the greatest estate designer#lloyd frontera#tged lloyd#veneto#beneto#idk what the right translation is...#lynn yaps#clearly i have been thinking about how to feel about this ep for a while LMFAO#i know a few of my mutuals are pretty angry; apparently the venetos are FAR different in the novel#so im really hoping that the next ep really explains things and why they went this direction...#third times the charm for saying this but again if u have thoughts or if theres smth im wrong on/missed the mark on pls lmk!#talking things through helps me understand (these liveblogs are really just me talking to myself tbh)#(even if talking things through takes me a while)#(there is so much hw im procrastinating on rn guys it's unreal. due tonight and tomorrow night HAHA)#also if it wasn't clear i still rlly love tged! this ep just lost me a lil bit#pls prove to me that tged is still peak lee hyunmin-nim... i wanna keep saying its peak... please show me... that it is... pray emoji#ok goodnight that's all see u latr!!!
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god its just so annoying and part of it is like yeah people are allowed to hate and critique and razz on taylor swift but everyone is like...bad at it?
Ok i've been thinking about this for awhile and the core of it is that taylor is the best example of a Sacrificial Bitch, or a woman who is bad or annoying or popular enough (or a mix of all 3 e.g. taylor swift) that most if not all misogyny and misinformation surrounding her is left unchallenged or directly supported by a group (specifically here I mean tumblr) or when it is pointed out and has to be acknowledged, it is acknowledged with multiple asterisks that the woman is indeed a Stupid Bitch and we Do Not Respect Her (the taylor swift AI rape art discussion from earlier this year, the stabbing at a tswift dance party/barely foiled terrorist attack at her vienna show)
The most annoying part of a lot of these is that they are usually a seed of truth (taylor over-pollutes by using private jets or makes an annoying amount of variants to hold her chart position) before spiraling out of control (the numbers on the jets pollution output being revealed to be massively overinflated because the people who did the math never actually researched what kind of jet she was using, 64 fucking variants come on guys) or just getting kind of weird and self aggrandizing (not giving charli the #1 album by releasing variants is antifeminist? what do you think feminism is?) and ends up coming off as taylor being more a useful figure of ridicule
Like I guess I am a fan which makes me a bit biased, but as has been discussed before, taylor swift has a weird sort of gas leak effect on pretty much anyone who thinks about her too hard whether they lover her OR hate her and at least I know im being supid and insane most of the time and dont think that enjoying taylor swift is some sort of moral high-ground that people treat loving OR hating her as. Shes literally just a celebrity and artist who writes songs and performs them! And there HAS to be constructive ways to discuss and critique her that dont turn into embarassingly obvious misogyny (people trying to argue she doesnt write her own songs as if being a songwriter isnt like the basis for her entire career and again being easily researched and debunked? Also less direct but very onvious slutshaming or treating her like a vapid idiot, also the people who were mad she was featured in the time POTY for metoo after facing a massive public court case started by the guy who groped her when she was like 20 dont think I forgot) or some insane reverse-swiftie hyper obsession that is unable to comprehend that shes like...a person who makes music and doesnt really do much else? She doesnt even have a makeup line or a memoir literally all she does all day is write songs.
#barry.txt#taylor swift#I dont know if this is even comprehensible im running out of steam#but like even if you have fair reason to dislike her its worth reflecting on some of this shit bc acting misogynistic towards or believing#misinfo about the Sacrificial Bitch will leak into other aspects of your life and impact ur ability to criticize or analyze the art or-#-behavior of women. Like in the end this isnt about taylor swift as much as tswift is a lightning rod for this behavior and thought process#ok thats all. fuck that tired me out.
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i was reminded about fem curly and pony so heres the hcs as promised
•pony didnt even know they were together at some point, curly just called him her bf and “her man” and pony was confused but ran w it, he did like her anyways just didnt think they were THAT committed to each other. curly says he asked her “w ur eyes, loverboy”
•this is the one and only time theres genuine romance between these two, ponys the one whos (only semi) forced into planning the dates and curly demands to b treated like a princess he has to do what he can to make it good. fem curly and pony get the record breaking time for longest romantic setting unbroken between the two and it was for 20 minutes long (curly got bored and started to play fight or food fight)
•we also get pony actually being flustered over curly bc of the things she wears/does, instead of rolling his eyes, everyone we r FREE (he’ll roll his eyes here and there still, she doesnt have a smell on him now)
•curly ”my boyfriend can kick ur ass” shepard and ponyboy “i hope shes not talking about me rn” curtis, curly loves hearing about rumbles ONLY if pony was in them AND if he won cause thag means big braggung rights to the other greaser girls, how lovely❤️
•ponys supposed to know the gossip about every girl within 25 miles of him and expect updates daily, curly has a bigmouth and ponys too curious to tell curly to stop it
•when curlys over, the curtis gang is “genuinely” nice to her, not bc they LIKE her, but shes the sister of someone they know and the gf of someone else they know, theyre nice more out of obligation than pure respect of HER, when shes gone theyre telling pony he should leave her
•pony has to go over to curlys place to pick her up for their dates sometimes and he hates it so bad, he can feel tim glaring at him so he tries to leave fast before he gets any sort of lecture from him about dating his sister or before he hears the whole shepard family arguing and get hit by a plate or knife
•curly gotten into fights w other girls for hitting/talking about pony, if the girl is lucky pony can pull curly off of em. ponys also gotten into small fights in order to protect curly from greaser guys who didnt know boundaries, they dont playyyy about each other
•curly likes having good lipstick and that means kissing pony until she finds a lipstick shade she likes on his skin too so they look good after kissing. ponys scared hes gonna get a sickness from all the times curly kissed him using those public opened lipstick anyone can sample but curly doesn’t gaf, until they get the bubonic plague they gonna continue!!!!
•curly keeps trying to leave her jacket behind at home so she can have that “awww he gave me his jacket” moment, but tim will always take a look at her before she left the house and yell at her for not putting it on. and then lets say she DID leave it at home, we would then b assuming pony brings something warm which he probably WONT and how theyre both freezing their ass off, using ponys shitty hoody for warmth freezing their asses off. curly yells at pony for it for not bringing a real jacket for his lady🙄🙄
•angela knows wayyyyyy more about them than pony would EVER like, curly keeps going to her for every little thing good or bad. angel comes up to him in the halls and threatens him w advice, it takes pony a minute of staring off into space to rlly understand wtf just happened😭😭
•cant b all sunshine and rainbows w these two, like i said, when one of them is a girl misogyny WILL b more present!!! in ponys head when thinking about curly, hes thinking about her in terms of “yeaaa shes a greaser girl so IIIIIII shouldnt love her, bc im going places, but i do” and when curlys talking about how annoying guys around town can b ponys making excuses for them, theres probably more i could think of but point is pony is NOT a lil angel!!!
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