#give me people not respecting you and that fueling you and then you get revenge on those people 1000%

[juanabaloo]

me rewatching Inventing Anna (Anna Delvey) and Griselda (La Madrina Griselda Blanco) on Netflix.

(with all respect to La Madrina)

[bloomzone]

2025 : #7 IT'S TIME TO PROVE THEM WRONG

They doubted you, didn’t they? They whispered behind your back, laughed at your plans, rolled their eyes when you spoke about your goals. And maybe, just maybe, a part of you started believing them. U need to stops now.

✒️..2025 isn’t just another year—it’s your year. The year you stop explaining yourself. The year you stop apologizing for wanting more. The year you stop listening to the noise and start showing the world exactly who you are.

nobody owes UR respect. Nobody owes you belief in your potential. And honestly? That’s fine. Respect isn’t handed out—it’s earned. Belief isn’t gifted—it’s proven. So let them doubt you. Let them underestimate you. Because while they’re busy talking, you’re busy building cuz u don’t need approval. You don’t need applause. You need discipline. You need a relentless, unshakable work ethic that will silence every critic without a single word. That’s how you win—not by arguing, not by defending yourself, but by succeeding so loudly they have no choice but to shut up.

Your To-Do List for Proving Them Wrong

1. Refuse to React

Let their words roll off you. You’ve got bigger things to focus on than petty opinions. Don’t waste energy trying to convince people who are committed to misunderstanding you.

2. Outwork Everyone

While they’re sleeping, you’re grinding. While they’re wasting time, you’re sharpening your skills. Be so consistent, so disciplined, that you become undeniable.

3. Turn Pain Into Power

Every insult, every rejection, every time they said “you can’t”—use it. Let it fuel you. Let it remind you exactly why you’re doing this.

4. Set Specific Goals and Attack Them

Write down exactly what you want to achieve this year. Break it into steps. Attack one step at a time. No distractions, no detours.

5. Stay Quiet, Let the Results Speak

Don’t talk about what you’re going to do—show them. Keep your head down, work in silence, and let your success scream for you.

The Mindset You Need

This isn’t about revenge guys don't get me wrong .. it’s about self-respect. It’s about proving to yourself that you’re capable YOU ARE THE DAMN MAIN CHARACTER that you’re strong, that you’re worth betting on. Forget what they think. Forget trying to impress anyone. This is your journey, your life, and you’re the only one who gets a say in how far you go.

When you feel like giving up, remember this: they’re watching. Some of them want to see you fail. Some of them don’t believe you’ve got what it takes. Prove them wrong. Not for their approval, but to remind yourself that you’re unstoppable.

2025 is the year you go all in. No excuses. No shortcuts. No mercy. Get up, show up, and prove them wrong. The clock is ticking—what are you waiting for?

📇 @bloomzone

[aajjks]

The Conqueror (XXII)

Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.

Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant Reader (FT. Cha Eunwoo From ASTRO.)

warnings: yàndèrè thèmès, blóód, únhèálthy pôsèssïvènèss, öbsëssïön.

note. I guess I will meet you in my inbox. ;)

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series masterlist.

Jungkook loves getting his hands all bloody, killing is like a serotonin boost for him, especially when he kills to get rid of any obstacles in his way of getting you.

It’s been a year since you arrived in the Palace.

Yet, the improvement you two have made in a year is, rather embarrassingly close to none currently.

Jungkook walks with heavy steps to see who is it this time, he’s going to get his hands all bloody once more, before your wedding which is soon. “PREPARE FOR ATTACK ON HIM IMMEDIATELY.”

The King along with his guardsmen make their way to the palaces gate, Jungkook feels rage course through his veins. “What is his name?!” He spits, voice full of anger as his steps echo on the ground.

The palace is so big, but they’re almost at the gate.

“Y-Your majesty we don’t know- but- he’s young, brown hair.” The guard replies, only fueling jungkooks jealousy.

Soon they’re all the gate and Jungkooks grip on his sword tightens, he wields his sword and walks straight through the gate.

People around the palace’s boundary are confused but they immediately lower their heads in respect, it’s dark outside, Jungkook looks for the man.

“BRING HIM TO ME!” He orders, eyes frantically moving all around the roads, and that’s when he catches a glimpse of the man.

“YOU FUCKER.” Jungkook runs to him and growls.

Jaehyun is definitely caught by surprise, his eyes wide like a ball, Jungkook begins to attack on him and Jaehyun tries to save himself, but the king manages to give the brown haired male a big cut on his arm.

Jaehyun can’t help but scream in agony as he sees the blood pour out of the cut, it hurts so much that his eyes are now full of tears, Jungkook smirks, the drops of blood quenching his burning thirst.

“Y-YOUR MAJESTY PLEASE DON’T KILL ME! I’M NOT HERE TO TAKE HER!” Jaehyun tries to clarify. Jungkook rolls his eyes, “shut up boy. Do you think that you can fool me?” He grits his teeth.

Jaehyun grunts in pain, holding onto his bloody arm as he tries to make the bleeding stop. “Y-Your majesty please! I-I’m here for someone else.” He pants.

Jungkook raises his eyebrow, the guards grab Jaehyuns body as they hold him. “Who?” Jungkook questions.

The whole place fills with silence, occasional grunts from Jaehyun and his heavy breathing are the only sounds that can be heard.

He’s gathering his breath, Jungkook bites his inner cheek in annoyance.

“HURRY UP.”

“L/n Doyun.” He whispers and Jungkooks heart stops.

“TAKE HIM INTO THE DUNGEONS!” Jungkook roars in anger, his veins popping out as he screams.

Jaehyun looks into Jungkooks eyes.

“YN WILL FIND OUT EVENTUALLY! PLEASE FREE HIM!” His screams get quieter and quieter as the guards drag him away.

Jungkook lets out a growl in return.

No, you cannot find out. Not until you’re married to him and that’s when he will truly have his revenge and he will have you with him forever..

This needs to pass by really fast.

And he’s not worried about about the man finding Doyun because he’s being held captive right below this palace. And no one knows except for Jungkook and Dongmin.

Who is at the verge of death due to starvation.

Jungkook lets out a frustrated sigh and makes his way back into the palace.

Looks like he will have to pay L/N Doyun a little visit tonight.

You have no choice.

Your fate was already decided the day you caught Jungkooks eye.

 the whole palace looks regal to say the least, you have no words to describe the beauty of the palace, everyone is preparing for the grand wedding of the king.

It’s all so bright and magnificent.

You are being pampered against your will.

Right now, they are taking your measurements for your dress and undergarments for your wedding night like the older woman keeps telling you.

“M-Mrs Lee.. please.” You whimper, the measuring tape taking the size of your breasts, two court ladies hold you in please so your measurements can be perfect

She ignores your pleas.

“Perfect, my lady.”, the seamstress exclaims, her helpers follow her every lead.

“now we need my lady’s wedding dress in less than a week.”

The court ladies, maids, ladies in waiting- every single person in the palace are gossiping.

They are gossiping about your upcoming coronation. You don’t know what’s worse. You are Hoping that this wedding will not happen, but that seems to be impossible because the celebrations have reportedly already started in the whole kingdom.

It all makes you feel suffocated, you don’t want to marry that monster. He killed your father. He made you an orphan. How can you ever love your husband to be?

“leave me alone!” Na-yeon is by your side, making sure to keep an eye on you so she can report to Jungkook about every single move.

Everyone takes their leave, including Mrs. Lee and the seamstress with her workers

You don’t know the truth about her identity yet.

She’s gonna have to be careful.

“Yn.. my lady.. please calm down this is supposed to be the most greatest time in your life.” She sighs, helping you fix your clothes.

“greatest time in my life? This is the worst time in my life I want to die.”

You terribly miss your father you wish that he was still alive so he would come and save you from this monster.

It’s the midnight, the weather is getting colder. The winds are wild.

Jungkook is wearing his dark cloak, the cloak covering his whole figure as he walks with a flambeau in his hand as he makes his way to the secret staircase to the older dungeon hall.

It’s dusty, awfully dark.

Jungkook patiently walks towards the cell where his favourite captive is.

He smirks unlocking the cell and making his way into the dark small cell, Jungkook keeps the keys to himself personally, making sure that there is no way of escape

“Hello L/N Doyun… or should I say now.. my dearest father in law.”

[yourfingeronmytriggers]

The "Ghoulcy" Songs of Fallout (3/4)

“We Three”

This one is the most overt of the four I deem “ghoulcy”.

I've seen different takes on whether the Ghoul/Lucy is "Me" vs "My Echo"; personally, I feel this song is also respective to the ghoul. It just makes the most sense to me.

My echo- Lucy is the echo of his former self, already resembling his current self in some ways due to the parallels in their circumstances

My Shadow- Dogmeat who follows him loyally now like his “shadow” ever since he healed her (so cute she seems to have bonded with him despite their rough beginnings! maybe like a certain Vaultie in the future, wink wink)

Me- this leaves the Ghoul himself 

And it’s crazy how well the song fits once again.

 We three, we're all alone

Living in a memory

My echo, my shadow, and me

… We three, we're not a crowd

We're not even company

My echo, my shadow, and me

They may not be much "company" to each other yet but I'm looking forward to the development between them as they travel together in season 2. Cannot wait to see how they play out the "reveal" of Lucy finding out who he is.

I walk with my shadow

I talk with my echo

But where is the one I love?

I think it’s interesting to note he asks Hanks where his “family” is, not just where his “daughter” is. However, I still am of the opinion his love for Barb died long ago and he may even be looking for revenge. This is only speculation but I would find it very anticlimactic for him to potentially find Barb and then try to get back with her after all this time. I just don't see that happening after 200 years of bitter betrayal fueling him. Which gives me brain worms on how he’ll handle that (and Lucy if she’s with him when he does).

If that time comes, I can see him conflicted on whether to pull the trigger on her for what she did and Lucy gently placing her hand on his arm, saying something like "She'll hate you if you do, Cooper. Trust me. You don't want that."

And she doesn't even have to explain what she means, because he knows. And he knows she of all people knows.

Maybe he'd say "She doesn't need to know." Or a similar sentiment. Then Lucy looks him dead in the eye and says:

"She'll find out."

Oh man, I am getting myself so hyped up over these two. So many possibilities for next season and I'm having so much fun teasing them all out in my brain. Either way, I think the only one who he currently regards as "his love" is Janey.

[dykealloy]

on wano law gets on luffy’s case for giving stolen food to villagers bc ‘pirates helping people makes him sick’ or something like that. so he thinks hes a pirate-y pirate

law is fascinating in that he's one of the only people who's convinced he's this big bad pirate captain. sure his crew respects and loves him and he's got the looks and the ship and the power to stand up with the best/worst of them but his commitment to his identity as a doctor and his inability to let people suffer for his own benefit really makes it difficult for anyone that knows him to believe he's morally reprehensible. also makes him a petulant brat and nerd whenever he says stuff like this because dude you saved the protagonist "on a whim" from a war you had no place in. less than a month ago you were willing to sacrifice your life for the sake of a random island kingdom (also for the sake of corasan and revenge but the end result would be the same).

his perchance for organ theft might raise an eyebrow but past his ooc sabaody intro he only seems to take part in it during fights or for a given motivation e.g. achieving warlord status so he can garner access to restricted world gov areas. also this requires discussion of whether organ black market trade is a thing in one piece for it to be considered a pirate-y pirate crime or if law is just a weird freak who keeps spare hearts and kidneys in his submarine walk-in freezer or to feed bepo.

I do think law's bad boy reputation is something he actively tries to add fuel to (and a defensive tactic that was instilled into him from a very young age) just so he can not be seen as an easy target to attack + avoiding the trouble of the general public thinking he's a non-freak who can save them (guy's already got enough survivor's guilt for one lifetime). I feel like Law would like to mean it when he says 'pirates helping people makes me feel sick' but deep down I don't think he has the heart to stop himself given the circumstance.

[andro526484339]

Transported oc ramblings from twitter for you all

phan literally gets red with anger like a tomato if carter shit talks mama brannigan. carter can't even reference the woman. it's good that carter finds brannigan too scary to be hot cause if she ever did verbalize that phan might actually sock her in the jaw

Yes I killed my boss mentor maternal figure. No you cannot say she deserved it or had it coming or that she hid everything from me. She did what she had to do and so did I so show some respect idiot before I slap you again

ofc phan shooting brannigan wasnt a planned act she just did it and blacked out the whole stomping in the corpse until she breathed heavy thing. brannigan had no belief she would pull the trigger even while looking down the barrel she underestimated how far this carter thing went

anyway since that day forth carter does see phan in a legitimately different light as someone she can be scared of. because before the violence was fun and she was enjoying it despite her claims to the otherwise. but that was notttt fun ehm she flinches when phan gets close again

once again a case of carter not giving a shit until she's forced to confront it with her eyeballs. knows what phan is and what she's capable of and doesn't care. it is different though because brannigan is well brannigan but carter is carter so what does that mean for her

also phan does not kill like that. she's an efficient one shot kill. it was grotesque and uncharacteristic and fueled by a level of hate that phan will never be able to muster up again. you cant talk about brannigan because phan refuses to confront it

at the end of the day despite all of this carter is not different from phan in the violence she can perpetuate. she does strangle a woman to death out of eloises revenge that she didn't ask for. maybe she's scared of phan for a bit because she knows how alike they are who knows

really the only main thing to understand is that the two of them enjoy violence and having power over people. that is why they are what they are. phan admits this and doesn't care. carter refuses to and says she's better than that. they're two sides of the same coin

this is why eloise is disgusted by carter now bc she knows this. and this is why eloises killer is a mirror image of phan whose main difference is not having a carter to set her off the path. Carter Le Hypocrite whos fucking the same bitch whod kill eloise without second thought

Anyway moral of the story is they're both selfish cunts who like to exert their power and hurt people and get lots of money from it and they both deflect from the ramifications from this in opposite directions

I fear carters inferiority complexes has caused woman cop syndrome. self explanatory. I feel no power in society so I am going to gain it with the system

[kawaiiblossoms04]

Fanfic: A Rose in Gilded Cage

Just giving an introduction of our Y/N situation. Also, I forgot to mention this is a darker romance. Please let me know what you guys think! 🌸

Again full story is on AO3 and Wattpad

Chapter 3: A Rose in Gilded Cage

Deeper in the colonies, you sat by your window as the skies darkened, sewing a hole in your hood and nibbling on pastries from the market. Looking at the scene below you—drunken soldiers littered the area as they held various women and prostitutes in their arms, and other women leaned over balconies showing off their charms. You thanked goodness that pink haired fire bender soldier hadn't followed you home a while ago and gave up his pursuit.

Loud music was carried on the wind as you closed your eyes and listened. Though they weren't playing it for you, it sounded lovely.

Since your mother was the owner of the Brothel house you stayed in, people respected her. This gave you a freedom that other women of her profession didn't have. Your mother's secret waterbending healed the wounded—burned locals and abused women alike. Those unable to pay her repaid in loyalty, earning her the title 'Madam Lily of the Garden.'

Your mother created a haven, a safe place for young women to live and work. She was kindhearted and extremely protective, fiercely loyal to her girls, and the prostitutes she trained were known to be skilled and seductive. Their allure made them the most coveted pleasure providers in the nation.

She watered her flowers and nurtured her blooms so her garden could thrive and over time her prostitutes became more like courtesans than a common whore.

As the time passed, you picked up her healing skills, not just for the women in the brothel, but in hopes that she would teach you some form of waterbending and guide you.

You had often snuck out to practice the arts of her bending and that of your fathers—which came to you easier, but living in the red light district of the Fire colonies had limited your movements. Many nights you had laid awake wishing for a way out.

You saw the truth behind their empty words of admiration. To them, women like your mother—and you—were fleeting pleasures to be bought, used, and discarded. But your mother's rules, your practiced smiles, and your carefully controlled demeanor kept them at bay.

It was a delicate dance: play the perfect entertainer to survive, all the while plotting revenge of the very men who dared to treat you and the women you cared about like objects.

Though you have yet to give them your body, the hungry stares had started as soon as your body blossomed into adulthood. At first, it was intimidating, now it was infuriating and disrespectful.

Your mother's strict rules protected you until adulthood, swatting and shielding you from the hungry stares of men who swarmed you like bees to a flower in bloom.

All the girls who worked at the garden used aliases, each named after a flower, to protect their privacy. You however were highly revered and desired, they called you Rose—the Queen of the Garden.

But to you, this garden felt like drowning—a beautiful prison where you were over-watered until you were slowly wilting under the weight of expectations.

Beneath their flattering words and gifts, they saw only a 'prize'—not a person. It fueled your resolve: no man would ever touch you.

Your mother once spoke about how women like her transformed from being seen as dirty to highly desirable. To you, it was almost unbelievable—a cruel irony masked as adoration and respect.

Despite being born in a Fire Nation colony, the mark of your Water Tribe heritage—your curly hair, darker skin, or perhaps just their prejudice—kept you firmly in their eyes as a 'savage.' It wasn't shocking, just exhausting.

"YN! Come get dressed!" Your mother's voice carried upstairs, firm but impatient. "The guests won't wait forever! A busy evening awaits us, Y/N!"

You sighed, tucking the hood beneath the loose floorboard. A futile rebellion, but for now, it was all you had. This garden was your cage—but what lay beyond it?

Chapter 4: Ch 4:The Price of Beauty

Your mother would be angry if she found out your secret or how you truly felt. To her, the status she attained by being the favored woman around the colony to its merchants and soldiers had only brought her joy and peace; but to you, it was a terrible cage.

These were the thoughts that continued to prod at you as you slipped into a dark purple robe and tied a white silk belt around you that hung mid waist. The robe exposed a considerable amount of cleavage and ended halfway above your bare thighs. You added a gold collar necklace and bangles that adorned your arms to complete the outfit. You set your hair free of its braid and it cascaded down your back and chest in bouncy curls.

You wore a smile, a carefully crafted mask. In this garden of fleeting pleasures, you were expected to play the role of a perfect flower—soft, fragrant, and irresistible.

You made your way downstairs as the loud music, chatter, and laughter of the patrons washed over your ears. You put your best face on and entered the room.

Your mother brushed past you, handing you your water vessel, which you tucked into your belt beneath the silk knot.

"Don't slouch, shoulders back," your mother reminded, rubbing her hands over your hair as if to smooth nonexistent flyaways. She stood in front of you.

She drew out her silver lipstick from a hidden pocket in her sleeve, and in two swipes applied it to your lips.

"Lips," your mother motioning you to move your lips to spread the stain evenly.

You exhaled slowly through your nose and did what she asked, then your lips parted slightly. Your mother smiled, dotting her thumbs lightly on your lips to make sure you looked perfect.

"Lovely! Remember, it's all about making them want you. Make them fight for you, but don't make it easy. Keep them wondering and wanting."

She pressed a gentle kiss on your temple and rubbed your shoulders lovingly in a sign of support and affection. "You are a true gift, my blossom," she whispered.

With your chin high and a demure stare, you entered the room as a siren.

"Ooh beautiful," A gruff soldier rubbed his hand across his gray stubble and licked his lips at the sight of you.

Men in their drunken state flocked around the counter where the flowers sat, greeting patrons of various uniforms that consisted of  military, merchants and colonists. It was hard to not see how this would appeal to the human nature, there was liquor to keep them intoxicated and beautiful women to satiate their desires. The low lighting set the tone and gave off a mysterious ambiance as did the smells of floral perfumes and burning incense had an expected effect on the male sex.

Several men ogled, whispering obscenely.

"Heeey, sweetheart...why don'tcha...hic...lay that pretty lil' head...right here." Another drunken soldier wobbled to his feet, gesturing vaguely at his lap and grabbing shamelessly at his crotch as your hips swayed past him.

Your mother always said, "There's nothing more dangerous than a woman armed with beauty and intellect." Surveying the sea of leering men, you couldn't help but agree. Every glance aimed towards you told that what she said was indeed the truth.

In the red light district of the colonies, these  men were only out to please themselves, and little more. Most were simply there to receive a taste of heaven.

"Your usual, Mr. Takeda?" you spoke as you approach the table. A charming smile tugged at your painted lips, your tone sweet and innocent.

Mr. Takeda slid a package from beneath the table, revealing its contents with a shy smile. "Your choice tonight, sweetheart," he said as your fingers grazed the expensive gold ornament fire lily in your hand. The large ruby hung delicately from its center—as clear and vibrant as the jewels decorating your hands. You stroked a petal gently, admiring the glossiness of its beauty.

He took your chin, stroking the underside with his calloused thumb. "A new addition to your collection. I hope you like it."

"These always makes me think of you." He lifted your hand and kissed your ring finger. Mr.Takeda was a very wealthy but somewhat shy merchant that had been frequenting your mothers establishment for quite some time now.

He'd bring in multiple gold ornaments with various sizes and prices and would tell you the meaning of them and all their connections to the fire nation, hoping for your attention. His interest made it even easier for him to tip well, giving your mother a great profit.

His friend on his left spoke up, "I heard you're quite the lady."

You smiled gently, "Thank you. The prices here do reflect skill, good sir. But, tonight I am simply your entertainer and waitress. And your drink, Mr.Takeda." You tipped the bottle gracefully, allowing him the first sip, though his gaze never left your face. He studied you—mesmerized by your beauty. The usual look—half-lidded eyes and a parted mouth: the dazed, clouded expression of a man struck. It wasn't uncommon. You were your mother's daughter after all.

Mr. Takeda's gaze roamed across your lips, collarbone, and curves, a hunger in his eyes that turned your stomach. You kept your smile soft and demure, hiding the cold calculation behind your every move. Your slow inhale drew his gaze, lingering on the rise of your chest and the contrast of your brown skin against the vibrant silk robe, his tongue tracing his bottom lip. Mr. Takeda waved his hand before his friends and smiled and called you closer. You complied and pressed close, your breasts against his arm. Mr. Takeda shifted uncomfortably, and his cheeks flushed. His smile widened.

He presented you with the elegant golden comb. "Gorgeous, for my beautiful Rose."

His friend, Mr.Hazashi groaned in disapproval as he grew impatient.

Mr. Takeda casted him an annoyed sideward look and tucked the comb behind your ear. He seemed uninterested in his friend's outrage. "Worth every coin, beautiful" He whispered.

"Thank you, sir," You moved to a bowing stance and caressed his hands, and leaned forward just enough for the top of your breast to peek out in his eye level. His breath hitched as his eyes averted with a heavy blush.

You stepped away and bowed slightly once more, then made your rounds. "A rose in full bloom and twice as sweet," an older officer ogled as you smiled back shyly, holding the bottle near his lips.

But then you heard the bell chime as the door slid open. A rough voice cut through the hum of conversation, low and disdainful. 'They call this the best establishment in town? Looks like shit to me." The words, sharp as a dagger, silenced the room. Your hand froze mid-motion. That voice—it couldn't be. Your heartbeat quickening.

Slowly, you turned, your heart pounding in recognition. It couldn't be him. Not here.

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[khr-guilded-cage]

"Tsuna spoiled you all." She says amused. "You think you can abuse and mistreat a person - your Sky - and keep the 'friendship'? Nope, you treated me badly and I plan my revenge."

Yuka is all but shoving all the abuse they did to Tsuna in their faces, how much awful and terrible friends they all are

Loud as they deny it again and again

The first time they call her names, ignores her, try to get her involved into fights unwilling?

"Ok, you all are a butch of abusive bastards. Bye"

And went off with her cousins

The Guardians can go off on their 'adventures', she wants nothing with those naive delusional children

There is a lot of arguing and denial, maybe even chasing her around and trying to get her attention, but Yuka need support and love, and she is tired of people telling her how to live her life and having mindless sheep as her friends would be bad and she would end up a puppet like Tsuna

The Guardians just blinked confused when Yuka told Reborn she is going to murder him while her family actually backed her up

Iemitsu tried to kidnap her and the Guardians just went on happily and naively, if anything they would aid Vongola, yelling and laughing and screaming over her entire personhood

Vongola's bootlickers, treating Tsuna like he is on pedestal and drag him around like a mindless doll. Tried to do the same with her?

Trampling on Tsuna’s opinion or desires, and never listening? All but demanding him to submit and sacrifice for them?

Surronded by people that use his suffering as fuel for their own happiness?

Sounds like a nightmare

Yuka didn't spared even a single civil word for them, even as they are begin clingly and trying to get close to her, all sad and desesperate.

Not a single smile or good action or aid towards them or the Vongola in general

"I dont feed leeches, they always want another meal."

And now they are trapped too and without a kind boss to save them, they are just Yuka's pawns

They keep trying and pushying from friendship with their new Donna, while Yuka spends time with her REAL family and ignores them as they chase after her like dogs

"I am not switching my loving and caring family for Sawada's pathetic mindless abusive leeches that he called friends." Yuka sneered at them all. They looked stunned. "You all can die in a ditch, you just want a new Meal Ticket to get back your money, power, and respect. You will work and fight for me right, but the times of family and kindness are over for you."

She is feed up with those selective deaf naive and so fucking dumb kids who keep following her arounds in hopes of getting 'another Tsuna' to use

They keep looking at her pleading and sadly while her cousins sit at the high of the table, smiling and laughing together, they now excluded from a Sky's flames

No, she wont be giving them chance, no matter how much they beg and try

[lauren-no-why]

alex for the character thing?

Oh good choice good choice.

First impression: BEN WHAT THE FUCK YOU JUST DROP A NEW REDMAYNE ON US WITH NO WARNING AND NEVER FOLLOW UP?? TELL ME MORE? IMMEDIATELY?? and then you TEASE A GANG WAR AND DON'T FOLLOW UP? FUCK????

Impression now: All of this with MORE SHOUTING because there have been YEARS to follow up and that hasn't happened, and also a lot more headcanon as I look at this empty bowl and fill it with so much extrapolation from what little we can glean. I love him, I love all of his potential, I love how much absolute faith that Johnnie has in him and I have so many thoughts about the kind of person that it would take to be in charge of a gang like this one and have enough success at it where he is respected not just by his brother, but respected and defended AT KNIFEPOINT TO BUCK'S THROAT by anyone who came across that stray white boy. The guy is quiet, thoughtful, steady as a rock, he loves and cares for so many people in his life even if he's not great at showing it, and if you cross him he will not even blink at ruining yours with abrupt and brutal violence.

Favorite moment: I mean, canon gives us no moments, not even a single spoken line (this is an utter waste of Peter Mendoza's talents btw, the guy is amazing and does so much in movies and theater and TV and all he is in this is just a face?). So all of my favorite moments instead have come out in fic and lengthy enormous amounts of RP writing.

If we ever get to watch him taking on Z'Oiseau out of revenge for his little brother I'm here for it, I'll just say that.

Idea for a story: Lots. But I'd love to see how he got to where he is now. We know that previous leaders of the World Enders were picked by Cobb Avery after he imposed ridiculous tasks like riding blindfolded toward a cliff in a game of chicken. He wants people who will follow him without question, who are utterly fearless, who will stop at nothing to get what they want. What did Alex do to earn this honor? I haven't decided yet but it's something I think about coming up with.

Unpopular opinion: I don't have an answer for this, I don't think enough people have opinions on him for there to be popular or unpopular ones.

Favorite relationship: Oh, him and his brothers, for sure. That is one hell of a nightmarish trio for a lot of people in LA but look at the love and support between them. Picture what they've been through, so that they know they can rely on each other. That's the whole point of this fic, and I could write dozens more like it as they grew up and navigated some really difficult things.

Favorite headcanon: I... have so many I don't even know how to pick because of how much I have had to invent, though not wholly from nowhere. Honestly I guess just his personality in general. Also his tattoos. And the idea that his preferred weapon is a big fuckoff chain that can either be spiked, or wrapped and dipped in fuel and lit on fire. Mounted combat, street gang style. Dude is a warlord on a motorcycle and he knows it.

I have drawn up his tattoos, those will get posted with Dale's and Johnnie's once I finish all three.

[innocentimouto]

So you think Levi should've been the one to kill Eren?

I mean he was a core part of killing Eren

But I don't care either way. The Rumbling didn't need to happen in my opinion and seems to feed into the colonist propaganda of "give these people a chance and they will wreak havoc (and steal land and kill and cause destruction and ruin societies)". That somehow, these people who weren't doing anything will be so much more animalistic and brutal if given any freedom.

The actions of Eldians in the past is just a justification used by Marley to attack other nations with titan powers. They don't care about the past. They wanted to do the Rumbling themselves. They only refocused on Paradis because they made so many enemies (shocker) and Paradis had minerals that many nations wanted. It was never about being fueled by revenge. They attacked and killed people who weren't Eldian. I mean, Gabi is the prime example.

She's a child soldier and so is molded to what is expected of her to survive and she laughed at the soldiers who hesitated in killing her because she was a child. Nothing about them being cursed children of Ymir. Apparently killing other people and taking advantage of their humanity is something expected in Marley.

Marley doesn't get this high ground of being better, especially to Paradis. Paradisians were the ONLY group to realize the atrocities they had done and tried to atone for it. I cannot get over the Tyber family knowing the truth and reaping the benefits of actions that weren't theirs, and decide to only reveal the truth at the last second when they're forced to. To me, they are the absolute worst.

They're treated with respect which proves people can respect Eldians and they sit back while their people are oppressed instead of doing anything to help and allow Paradis to be flooded with titans for years.

Basically Paradis are the "best" of the Eldians. Which is also in line with themes of war and genocide. The oppressors always accuse you of what they do because they can't imagine why you wouldn't do it also.

My ideal version is that Erwin lives and forms alliances with other nations to attack Marley and these alliances aren't perfect and there's still a lot of hatred against Paradisians, but it buys them time to win other people over and eventually remove titans entirely.

Plenty of their people die. I think I would even make Levi die years later. The Rumbling is never used because characters are actually doing things. Why was it necessary to show Marley had so many enemies if it couldn't be used against them?

There is a lot of racism against them still. However Marley has made so many enemies, and Erwin isn't what people expect of the island devils at all. Erwin captivates the world leaders, while others captivate the people. Also when Erwin dies, it WILL be impactful to Eldians all over the world because this man deserved better. (All the character did)

At some point Eren uses the founding titan's power to speak to everyone and a change begins. We saw how Reiner, Annie, and Bertholdt made connections with people they were sent to destroy. I found it hard to believe that Eldians around the world also haven't made friends who could help them. And aren't in desperate need for justice.

Derailing but Levi killing Eren doesn't matter to me. I only mentioned it because Levi has so many reasons to not be able to live with himself after the war because he took responsibility of Eren and because Levi cares about people and was so upset about finding out titans were humans.

[hypergamiss]

Hello 👋

How are you? I had a really bad ex where he cheated on me with basically everyone (my cousin, ex gf/bestie, someone from law class, and several other randoms). He cheated on me and ended up with his bestie that's also his ex gf even though he said there wasn't anything to worry about, in fact he didn't even break up with me 🙈 he went on holiday with her for his birthday and put up romantic pics. His bestie/ex gf even tagged me in their relationship announcement. I found out that they got married because his now wife came to the law firm that I'm serving articles with to shout out at me to 'Stay away from her husband ' 😂 I don't need to tell you that I got fired because of this 😭. I feel like with the amount of cheating, gaslighting and my ass getting fired, I just feel emotionally exhausted and I don't where to go from here... I feel like I lost my confidence. Sorry for the rant and I would love some advice ❤️

Girl. First of all, lemme give you a virtual hug, a stiff drink, and a standing ovation for surviving that dumpster fire of a relationship. Your ex sounds like a walking, talking red flag convention. Cheating with everyone except the mailman? Gaslighting you with the subtlety of a neon sign? And getting his new squeeze to ambush you at work? Honey, that's not just toxic, it's a biohazard.

It's totally normal to feel emotionally wrecked after going through something like that. Betrayal, public humiliation, AND losing your job? That's a triple whammy of suckiness. No wonder your confidence took a hit.

But here's the thing: you are NOT defined by that trashbag of an ex or his drama-queen wife. Here's how to start picking up the pieces:

Ditch the guilt trip: You did NOTHING to deserve this mess. His cheating, their craziness – that's on them. Don't let anyone, including your own brain, blame you for their terrible behavior.

Give yourself time: Healing takes time. Be patient, and allow yourself to feel the feelings – anger, sadness, even a touch of pity for those two idiots.

Build your support squad: Lean on good friends, family, and maybe even a therapist. They'll remind you of your worth and cheer you on.

Rediscover your awesome: What lights you up? What were you passionate about before this mess? Dive back in, even if it's small steps at first. Passion fuels confidence.

Embrace the "glow up": Not about revenge, but about YOU feeling your best. New haircut? Hitting the gym? Rocking those power outfits? Do it. Outer confidence helps rebuild the inner kind.

Red Flag Radar Upgrade: This whole ordeal might feel like a sucker punch, but it can be a powerful learning experience. Here's the thing: there probably WERE red flags in your relationship, little warning signs you might have ignored. Next time around, become a red-flag detector! Here are some things to watch out for:

Excessive jealousy or possessiveness. A healthy partner respects your independence.

Gaslighting and manipulation. Don't let someone twist reality to make you question yourself.

Disrespectful behavior. A partner who puts you down or doesn't value your opinions isn't a keeper.

Broken promises and inconsistency. Actions speak louder than words. Pay attention to how someone treats you.

Bonus Tip: Trust your gut! If something feels off, it probably is. Don't ignore that inner voice that's trying to protect you.

And as for your job situation? File for unemployment, then dust yourself off and start hunting. This setback is temporary. You're obviously driven to be in the legal field. Don't let their bad behavior derail your dreams.

Remember, you survived the worst they threw at you. Now, you get to rebuild your life on your own terms, surrounded by people who actually deserve you. And trust me, someday you'll look back at this and think, "Damn, I'm a total badass for getting through THAT."

[yuanwang]

i'm back home and have thoughts about joh.n wick things, but more specifically akira

because akira was not subtle in her disapproval of sheltering john but it's the respect & overall trust for her father ( and with it the traditional principles that he holds that overwhelm that of the high tables ) that ultimately has her give in--if you can even call it that. she was shoved into battle with her only option being that of fighting by her fathers orders or dying against them, which if she somehow ended up surviving would be dead to him. arguably worse. i just think it was a very unique way to demonstrate the generational gap of priorities that is talked about between that of elders and the younger generation that are of asian descent, but obviously more specifically japanese, that exists outside the realm of john wick and fictional media. without getting into everything the gist we see with akira and koji were were their concerns over saving their own skin or aiding john with the clear foresight of the consequences were they to do so. from the older generation its quick to label the youth spineless and selfish, and from the younger generation those that are older are carrying a holier-than-thou attitude and an almost insincere amount of altruism that hypocrises their self-proclaimed family-orientedness. these are all very loose, exaggerated terms and both akira and koji’s beliefs are justified through many lenses, with the way the world they exist in is built i believe they are closer than most father-daughter relationships and recognize what fuels their respective actions, but i also think they both realize koji’s word is final so many things are left unsaid that can potentially turn into resentment. were they ever to make it that far..

i also think it’s important to note ( bc if you’ve talked to me at any length i wont shut up about restrictions in culture roles ) that akira is a daughter, and while that’s obvious i feel the need to reiterate that she’s a japanese daughter, in an arguably(?) male-oriented field of work. she is having her strings pulled by men in her life, majority being koji obviously, and while they share a father-daughter dynamic that is closer than most i dont think it’s entirely absent of these gender and hierarchical roles. whether she submits to koji’s wishes due to being her father or male superior is irrelevant. john ultimately pulls the strings that have her help him escape the continental, and caine is stringing her along through a path of revenge. it doesn’t matter whether these were intentional or not, the whole purpose is that all three of them just happen to be men interacting with her in some way, and yet through all the thousands of people involved in this line of work these three individuals that end up completely ruining her were men whose priorities overshadowed that of her own life. and she wasn’t even involved to begin with. it’s the words she snaps back at koji, the glares she throws at john, and the ambiguous end credit scene with caine, that drive the fact she is, was, ultimately in a role that could not do much. i wish i had the brain capacity to say what i legitimately adore about akira’s narrative but i am still jet-lagged so we move on to caine..

every piece of her anger is being directed towards caine, i think that goes without saying, and just because she does not strike at john in the train its clear she hates him equally as so, perhaps even more if she takes in his domino effect of coming to koji for help, and maybe even after hearing both john and caine are let go due to the duel..BUT ANYWAY i really adore caine in the fact he recognizes the pain and vengeance that comes from spilled family blood. and he recognizes akira’s intentions instantly, tells her he’ll be seeing her soon and AUUGHGAJGHDS i just. love it. i love it and it hurts me but i love it. there is a unique pain of doing what you have to, what you're personally against, and still going through w/ it. especially w/ caine, koji, and johns strong brotherhood..it just.HURTS WOW. and akira is fucking thrown into the shit storm of it all..

[kiss-my-freckle]

I read this in a review of 4x10 and agreed. Also when Paul was asked that year on what dating advice he would give Stefan he said he was in no position to give him dating advice and would give him a backhand slap followed by a forward slap instead:

Rebekah pretends to offer a gift to Elena, knowing full well how painful it would be to hear that someone you truly loved would have no memory of your time together. And here is where I lose any amount of lingering respect I may have had for Stefan Salvatore. He says yes. He asks for it, no begs for it, like the coward he is. And it is pure cowardice on a level I have never seen on this show, including by those who have screamed and pleaded for their lives. As a million people have remarked upon, when Elena chose Stefan, Damon put aside his hurt and stayed to try to make her life better. He lived with the knowledge that the woman he loved more than his own life was not his. He swallowed his pride and his emotions to try to do what was best for her. For her happiness and not his own. That level of unselfishness is something I would never be able to attain. When Elena chooses Damon, Stefan firmly raises his middle finger to her and wants nothing more to ever do with her again. That is the act of a spoiled child who didn’t get his way. And he knows he is hurting her by saying this. It actually fuels him on, seeing the pain in her face. That is no kind of love I would ever want directed at me. It is shallow, selfish, cruel, and provisional. I will love you as long as I get what I want and fuck what your needs are. Disgusting.

The Datherine - Stelena parallel.

Damon: Have you ever been so bent on someone just to have your heart ripped out by them? Stefan: Talk about what, huh? How many more ways are there for you to rip my heart out?

Stefan is a coward for wanting to erase all of his memories. This is where he pales in comparison to Damon. Stefan wants to avoid what Damon faced in the second season. So much so, he uses the sire bond as an excuse to hold on. In the process, completely alienates Elena to the extent that she can't even handle the way he looks at her. Elena's comment in 4x7 is specific in the fact that it hits back to 3x16, and in a way that's insane.

Elena: You don't have to love me like this.  Elena: But it's like I knew that he would never stop loving me. Like he would never... Die. Like he would never die. Matt: Like your parents did. 

I fully agree with what you've said of Damon in season 4. He's not just mourning Alaric, he's mourning Elena's choices. Not only because she lost the life she wanted, but because she chose Stefan. Still, he sets aside his heartbreak to help Elena. Meredith spoke to Damon about this because she sees it for herself. She knows how deeply in love, yet heartbroken he is.

Stefan was the same way in the third season. When he threatened Elena on the bridge, he basically gave her the middle finger. Like Damon in the 5th season, Stefan couldn't handle being friends with her. As far as he was concerned, revenge against Klaus was more important than a friendship with Elena. Damon just wasn't as cruel about it as Stefan was. Stefan tormented her on and off for two seasons because she fell in love with Damon. He'd rather blame her and Damon than blame himself for his own choices.

imo, Stefan is lucky to even have a friendship with her because he never intended to come home. He spent the entire summer distracting Klaus from Elena, only to have Klaus snap his neck and take him home to Elena. In that episode (3x5), it's best to put Damon's line in Klaus' mouth.

Damon: Because when I drag my brother from the edge and deliver him back to you, I want you to remember the things you felt while he was gone. Elena: He's really gone this time. I watched it happen. After everything that we went through to get...to help him. Now he's just...gone.

That's why Klaus flipped Stefan's humanity switch. He gave Stelena a romantic moment, then killed their romance for Damon. That's when the necklace became his.

[transamorousnetwork]

Violence Accomplishes Nothing For Transgender People

Muriel and I were talking recently. In case you have been up on the news, I have a girlfriend. She happens to be trans. I call her Muriel because I respect her privacy.

Anyway, she and I were talking about an article she wrote. It was about radicals, terrorists, and generally violence perpetrated by radicalized people. In it she described a trans person who, themselves was “at the threshold of radicalization”. This person, she wrote, made the case for direct action against those perpetuating violence against trans people. Muriel also said she agreed with this person’s arguments. Almost.

But she changed her mind.

During our conversation, we talked about a lot of past violence. Violence perpetrated by terrorists yes. But also “economic” violence billionaires wage. But I couldn’t help focusing on some transgender people’s calls for violence against those who wage violence on them.

I understand the sentiment. But no matter how much relief such violence offers temporarily, it’s not worth what violence ultimately creates. Which is, of course, more violence.

I want to dig into this a bit. 

Violence is powerlessness manifested

If we look at people who commit violence, we’ll find something of note. Every violent actor acts from powerlessness. Violence is the act of the powerless. It is action taken by one who has lost all control. Or someone bent on “justice”. Which in most violent cases, is really “revenge”. In every case, they believe they have no other option. That’s powerlessness.

Every racist, bigot or conservative, Christian whacko who perpetuates violence against trans people also does so out of ignorance. Think about it. Such people rarely get to know a transgender person. They do no research on the matter. Or they rely on religious texts. Texts often taken out of context. So they possess no real education on the subject. They’re fueled by fear. And they feel powerless. All that leads to irrational action. Which is almost always what violent acts are: irrational.

The only exception is self-defense. But even there, violence is problematic. I’ll get to that in a bit.

Some trans-attracted men resorted to violence. That’s the “gay panic” defense often used years ago, when it seemed trans women were being killed at epidemic rates. “Gay panic” points to powerlessness. The men literally scared themselves out of all reason. Because their stories about their trans-attraction triggered catastrophic conclusions. “What will my homies think?” “What will my fellow Marines think?” “They’ll ridicule me!”

So people who fear the transgender phenomena act from fear, ignorance and powerlessness. Is it then really a good idea for trans people to choose violence? Trans people arguing for violence are becoming that which they fear: Irrational, ignorant powerless people.

The alternative to violence is compassion. Let’s look at that next.

Violence relinquishes the moral high ground

I argue often that trans people represent a leading edge evolution of humanity. By definition such people will face persecution. All pioneers do. At first. Then their way becomes accepted practice. And that’s what trans people are doing. They set a new bar for what it means to be human. A bar taking humanity to another level of human-ness.

This means, of course, that trans people hold a high ground of morality. And, because of what they represent evolutionarily, they exist on the right side of history. Just look at how many trans children alter their parents’ views. I argue more such positive change is quietly happening. In homes, schools, boardrooms and yes bathrooms, more positive change is happening than not. It’s just that resistance is news. Controversy is too. So the media reports that. Instead of the good news. Which explains why I suggest that my clients not listen to the news.

Good news doesn’t sell.

So the trans community resorting to violence instantly gives up its moral high ground. It becomes what it is changing. Then it perpetuates more of that.

Violence almost always creates more violence. Look around. The Middle East is aflame with it. And that conflict has been going on forever. Terrorists haven’t solved their perceived problems with violence. The US and its allies or Russia accomplished nothing with violence waged on Afghanistan. Indeed, it could be argued that they just created more terrorists. There’s no value to the trans community in embracing violence.

Which brings me to the next point.

Violence creates no positive outcomes

Very little good happens from waging violence. This is debatable though. World wars, for example, triggered a lot of positive outcomes. But were those outcomes worth the deaths, carnage and suffering?

And even with those outcomes the seeds of the next war were planted. Which is why we keep having wars. If anything is guaranteed from violence, it’s that it sows the seeds of more violence. Including escalation of violence.

Even in the case of self defense, violence creates more problems than not. Violence is very expensive. It’s legally risky. It sows the seeds of retribution.

^^A conversation playing out in graffiti between presumably trans people and cis folks.

Notice those best prepared for violence eschew that path. I’m talking about experts in meting out violence. Special forces individuals and highly-ranked martial artists, for example, are some of the most peaceful people around. When confronted with violence, they near-always mete out the least necessary violence to neutralize the threat. In other words, their violence is informed largely by compassion, light-heartedness and a rational, open mind trained through years of practice. I should know: I have high ranks in nine different martial arts disciplines.

If a situation has devolved to violence, then involved parties have both lost. The best option is averting any need for violence in the first place. Which means creating an environment where you and violence are incompatible. That’s a natural result of my client work.

But that’s also another story.

Violence brings more suffering on the violent

A client once asked me about people out there who would do violence to you no matter what. “Shouldn’t I prepare myself or at least think about those possibilities?” She asked.

“Here’s another alternative,” I said. “You could create a reality wherein those kinds of people can’t find you. Then you don’t have to prepare for anything.”

It’s taken her a while, but she now sees the wisdom in those words. For she doesn’t worry about bad things happening to her anymore. The same potential exists for every trans person. Every person actually. We all are the center of our universe. Nothing comes into our experience we don’t invite. And we invite through our stories.

So if we want a life free of transphobes, creating that life is easy. It takes some work at first. But it’s available to any trans person. And when that world exists, where’s the need for violence or even preparing for it?

But the violent always are on edge. They perpetually think about facing violence. So they must arm themselves. Then they must brandish their arms. They must bluster and join forces with other violence-oriented people.

That kind of energy isn’t conducive to the human organism. It literally creates sickness. Mental illness yes. But also physical illnesses like cancer and other deadly conditions. 

Furthermore, no matter how much you prepare for violence, there will always be someone more violent than you. One that can literally consume your life.

Is that the kind of life you want? I sure don’t. I’d rather create for myself a life of peace and harmony. And let the violent blow each other up!

Trans people are better than that

Finally, trans people are so much better than needing to resort to the irrational acts of violence. So many more productive options exist. The most powerful – and rewarding – one being taking charge of your creative powers and creating a life where violence can’t find you.

In that state, we maximize our connection with that which had us choose coming into the world as trans and trans-attracted in the first place. Maximizing that connection infuses us with a sense of our divine power. That power can literally change worlds. 

And it does change worlds. Nothing else does, believe it or not.

Violence certainly doesn’t. It hasn’t ended wars. It has’t created peace. Communities aren’t free of it.

But your world can be free of it.

Embracing violence is beneath transgender people. It does no one any good. And it robs trans people of the love that inherently exists in them.

For if you’re contemplating violence, you’re not contemplating love, compassion and joy. Love compassion and joy alone makes violence go away. They’re my weapons of choice these days.

I suggest they be yours too.

[bleakfated]

there's no facing the darkest parts of himself for john. not when that's all he was since mary. revenge fueled every decision he made and clouded his judgment. everyone around him saw it and few were brave enough to voice it. bobby was an example and john had been quick to make him regret saying anything to him in the first place. everyone was quick to judge a situation they hadn't been in. quick to believe they wouldn't become someone they didn't recognize either under all of the pressure. good people had died around him because the end result of getting the yellow eyed demon trumped everything. he was, of course, concerned about the safety of his children. the life of innocents had to come first though, which left him with a black and white view of the supernatural, which only slightly changed after he warmed up to dakota.

silence filled the air between them, atypical of the patriarch. there wasn't another warning of her tone or lack of respect, both things that had been drilled hard to him within the marines and in turn drilled into his kids. after all, they were always fighting a war... they needed to be prepared in case something escaped john's clutches and made a beeline for them... which had happened more than once. there was no room for being soft when the world was full of monsters in the dark ready to attack the unaware, let alone the target the winchester bloodline seemed to put on their backs. dean had taken well to his lessons, for the most part... and he had fell into the role of keeping his younger siblings safe.

❝ human, but i hadn't had any good experiences with witches until that point. ❞ the aid a witch could provide him was initially enticing, until he realized quickly how supernatural power tended to corrupt. no truth was weaved in the lighter side of the wizard of oz. ❝ bobby and jim were the only people i could trust to give you guys some stability. ❞ mostly when he knew the cases he was taking on would have him gone for weeks at a time. leaving the kids alone for longer than a couple of days had only come after he'd felt confident in dean's abilities to keep them safe. ❝ he did right by you by not going easy. weakness, even a moment of it, gets people like us killed. i can't change who i was -- hell -- probably can't change who i am much at this point, neither. we can only move forward, dakota. is this you tellin' me you want to leave me and all of this in the past like sam? ❞

“─I'm still human, though,” Dakota spoke slowly, as if that would somehow make her words get through her father's thick skull. All these years that she thought Dean was stubborn, she never realized where the source came from. Dad. “Shit, you fucked a bitch without even realizing she was a witch and then tried to kill your daughter who just so happens to have been born half witch!”

Pausing to listen to John talk, she couldn’t help but laugh at some of what he was saying. She had to be hallucinating, right? The same man that put a gun in her face really just told her that his priority was to keep her safe? “─so, correct me if I'm wrong, but dumping me, Dean, and Sam off at Bobby's or Pastor Jim's all the time was your definition of keeping me safe?” Sarcasm was her greatest defense mechanism. It's why people always said she was so much like Dean. “How I came to be?” Dakota echoed his words. “Yeah, no thanks to you. You were hardly there half the time until I was in my late teens. When you were off hunting or drinking yourself stupid, Dean was the one training me and he didn't hold back, either. News flash: Just because I'm a girl, doesn't mean you have to go soft on me.”

Dakota had always had a fire inside her. It's how she was able to stand up for herself from such a young age. When she finally came out of her shell when she was 13, her brothers realized that she could take care of herself in most situations. Though, because of how John had acted when he first met her, Dakota closed herself off and clung to Dean like a lifeline for the illest.

[skye-huntress]

The Witch from Mercury Reaction

Episode 11: “The Witches from Earth”

I was a little wired during this episode so I made not time to stop and take notes. So now I’m going to try to remember everything bit by bit and it’s not going to be in any particular order

First, from now on the Jeturk son’s name is Bob. I accept no criticism

Speaking of Bob, it is safe to say he is the official punching bag of the show. We could compile a lengthy list of the number of times he has been owned and we’re not even halfway through the show

There was a lot of talk since the last episode about how the big miscommunication came about, and someone mentioned something I hadn’t consider. Suletta evaluates her own worth to how useful she can be to other people. When you give her a job you say no one else can do but her, that makes her feel happy and valued. Take that away from her, make her feel like she’s replaceable and she loses all confidence in herself and feels a constant need to prove her worth. The worst part, the more nervous she is, the more prone she is to make a mistake, which in turn further fuels her anxiety in a vicious cycle.

So all of Earth House and even their animals (and Belmeria) are along for the ride. Now that I have a chance to think about it, that’s actually extremely worrying. I’m not worried for Suletta or Miorine losing their lives, but the rest of Earth House is a long list of expendable characters.

I’m still very disappointed in Nika, but at least she has a bit more awareness with what is going on with Suletta, and the likely cause of it

In a surprising twist, Prospera chooses now to act like a decent mother to Suletta.

I have to wonder, both Miorine and Suletta have used the toilet to hide from people. Either it’s something they just happen to have in common, or maybe Suletta picked up a bad habit from her bride. The thought is both sweet and unsettling at the same time. And hey, Miorine did find her there on her own.

I enjoyed the chase, even though both our girls were having a hard time. I sort of feel like I should be disturbed by Miorine using such an underhanded tactic, however I can’t help but respect that it was both clever (she had me fooled) and, unfortunately, very necessary.

Suletta, true to her nature, spent much of her “explanation” rambling incoherently about things Miorine couldn’t understand without the proper context but somewhere along the way she picked up the general message. Miorine herself is not much better with all her contradicting statements, like how she wanted to run away from father, and now can’t and has to face him regularly and that’s the fault of thanks to Suletta. I’m glad they got some of their issues sorted out and now have a clearer idea of how the other feels about them, just in time for them to fall victim to a terrorist attack

The mystery of Prospera’s schemes deepens. She straight up uses her true name in front of Delling and appears to be using data from Aerial to assist in Delling’s super secret project. Prospera is hellbent on revenge according to the short novel, but we do not know what form it will take.

It’s interesting to see the pilot from the prologue make an appearance. He seemed formidable as a pilot, but now I’m not sure what he is supposed to be.

Jeturk continues to play his games. Unfortunately for him, he forgot something very important, you can’t trust a traitor. Anyone willing to help you stab someone else in the back is just as capable of turning the blade on you.

Speaking of traitors, that’s a good shot of Nico realising the consequences of her actions. She is now complicit in terrorism, and if anything happens to any member of Earth House, it will be partly on her head.

So, these witches. Seems one of them, Sophie, has taken a personal interest in Suletta. She seems like the wild card of the bunch so it’s up in the air whether this is better or worse for Suletta.

All that said, since Suletta and Miorine are communicating again, I’m more confident that they will end up working together to get themselves out of this crisis.

The real question is, can Bob break his losing streak?! A thought just occurred to me. If the terrorists are using Jeturk suits, Bob could probably hijack one and pilot it better than most could.

That’s probably not everything but it’s late and I’m at my limit. Another 2 weeks, was it?

Edit: I forgot the damn keychains! Miorine was really like: “this looks lame, cheap and ugly, no one with give this to me but you, which is exactly why it is now my most cherished possession”. That is exactly the reaction I was expecting.