#god it's the most infuriating thing on the fucking planet

[spacestationvampire]

wishing everyone that calls wyll boring an agonizing death. i hate you

[auspicioustidings]

Kinktober Day 3

Moniker: Keegan Risk Level: Low. Keegan has never been detained and is visiting freely. Brief: Spanking ass, thighs and pussy Safeword: Refer to first brief. Keegan likes handling brats, if you’re nice for him he won’t have much reason to discipline you - Price

“Maybe if you weren’t such a prick you would be able to find a willing partner and not have to use someone who’s being paid for it!”

You had intended to be the sweetest person on the planet when you walked in given Price’s note, but Keegan was the most infuriating man you had ever had the displeasure of meeting.

He had immediately started making comments about the incompetence of the UK military, had wound you right up about how you weren’t a front line soldier, how you were a radio bitch. You fell right into the trap of it obviously.

“Hm. Name calling and yelling? Weren’t those two things I told you I wouldn’t put up with when you walked in here?”

Shit. God damn it. He had indeed went through his rules when you had come in, had said as long as you followed them then there would be no need for discipline.

“Can’t see someone who works in comms to have forgotten so quickly, so I think you want me to spank your ass don’t you?”

“Oh fuck you!” you hissed back.

“Not yet brat, can’t be handing out treats to bad little kittens or they’ll only get worse.”

You glowered at him from your side of the table. The room today was set up like a moody office, no bed in sight, just a big mahogany table with him sat on one side and you on the other. He stood and stalked around behind you, putting a warm hand on your shoulder.

“Now, let’s go ahead and adjust that nasty attitude of yours. Up.”

You should have just stood, you really should have. But he was so fucking smug that you stayed sat right where you were.

“Make me.”

You heard a little chuckle of delight before he hauled your ass out of the chair by your arm and threw you forward so that your chest crashed into the table so fast that you didn’t have enough time to brace and avoid your head bouncing off of it too.

“Wanker!” you hissed through your teeth, your nose in pain but thankfully not broken.

The first smack was over two layers of fabric, your jeans and your panties, but even so it fucking stung and you yelped.

“Such a feisty thing aren’t you?” he cooed as he pushed down against your back with one hand to pin you, got a leg wedged up between yours to have you spread wide enough to not have a good position to fight back against him and used his other hand to start ripping your jeans and panties down.

You tried to twist your body and lash out at him and he smacked your now bare ass so hard that you saw stars. He used the opportunity to wrestle your hands behind your back and pin them there with one of his.

“You’re only hurting yourself kitten, put your claws away and be good and maybe after your punishment I can pet you and make you purr.”

You hated him so much. Even more so when he got your jeans and panties pushed down to your just above your knees and left them there, the position humiliating in a way that had your face flaming with heat.

“Ready? Remember you brought this upon yourself.”

The few spanks to your ass had stung, but it was bearable. Your body found them exciting even if your brain was screaming how much it hated him, but you thought that it was sort of like you were getting your own back if you were actually enjoying his stupid punishment.

“Sure, go ahead with your punishment” you said, sounding more a brat than you had ever been in your life.

You hadn’t expected it and he certainly hadn’t given you any warning that he wasn’t aiming for your ass with this one. The flat of his hand came down hard and fast on your cunt and your screamed bloody murder. He hadn’t come down right on your clit, but it was throbbing from the abuse none the less.

The next few swots were much the same and you realised just seconds before he wound back for the next one what he had been doing. He knew all of this was making your clit start to swell, that your body was getting mixed signals so was getting wet to cover all eventualities and sending all the blood between your legs. And when your clit was a nice, shiny, swollen target for him that’s when he changed angle and brought his next slap right down on it.

You fucking howled and he gave an exaggerated sigh of disappointment.

“Now kitten, take your punishment like a good girl instead of like a little bitch would you? The more you bitch the more I’m going to have to give you to settle you down, but then maybe that’s why you’re being this way huh? That pretty pussy so eager for my hand?”

God you throbbed. It was like a red hot pulse between your legs and you were rapidly deflating of all of your confidence to go against him. Something about how fucking condescending he was began to have the opposite effect than usual - instead of it making you want to fight him and argue, it was sort of making you want to submit and please him enough that he was nice to you instead.

“C’mon kitty kitty, tell me what’s going on in that pretty head.”

“I’ll take it” you mumbled.

“What’s that? Speak up kitty.”

“I’ll take the punishment like a good girl.”

Fuck this was so humiliating.

“I’ll take the punishment like a good girl what?”

He truly was the worst. You considered telling him to get fully fucked, but he saw that you needed a little coaxing and rubbed his hand on your sore cunt. It was both the promise of something delicious and the warning of something painful.

“I’ll take the punishment like a good girl, sir” you said, squeezing your eyes shut and wanting to sink into the void with the embarrassment of knowing that not only were you being punished for being a mouthy brat, but that Price was watching it all on cameras.

“Better. These ones you’ll count.”

He landed a smack on your ass and despite it burning, it was a relief from the ones levelled against your cunt.

“One, sir.”

“Manners kitten. Say thank you.”

“…thank you sir.”

“Thank you for what?”

“Thank you for punishing me sir.”

“Hm, not sure it is a punishment” he said, smug as anything when he swiped two fingers through your slit and then made you suck you arousal off of them. “But it will be.”

He really started giving it to you. Smack after smack, aimed to sting the most and continually changing so you never knew what to expect so couldn’t brace. Your body was jerking violently with every hard crack to your ass and thighs and by the time you reached 20 you were sobbing the numbers at him incoherently, crying out your thank yous.

“Shh kitty, you did so well. Do you think you need more?”

“N-no sir, please I’ll be good. I’m a good kitten. Your good kitten. U-unless you think I need more, I don’t mean to be a brat and say I don’t if I do” you whimpered.

It was so strange how he had you floating, had you fully pliant and desperate to please him and earn praise. Hadn’t you hated his guts not half an hour ago?

“Well Price, you think one more then I can pet her?” Keegan asked to the room.

There were two beeps in answer and you could sob from the relief. One beep was a warning, two must be an affirmative. Just one more. Your pussy was sopping wet and everything was on fire, but just one more.

He hauled your onto your back and without any preamble wound his hand back behind his head and brought it down brutally hard on your cunt. Maybe you screamed, you weren’t entirely sure, the next thing you knew you were in Keegan’s lap and he was petting your pussy.

“There she is. You never thanked me for the last one kitten, but I’m feeling indulgent so going to let you purr for me anyway.”

You did. Some approximation of a purr rattled out of you as he kept petting his pussy. Later he smothered you with cream that he said would help with the bruising, but you were pretty sure it was going to hurt anytime you sat down for the foreseeable future.

-

Well then. Price had certainly learned something about you today. He really had to start being vigilant instead of furiously wanking off during these sessions.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Not Jealous

@wolfstarbingo2024 - prompt: enemies to lovers - warnings: mildly explicit (is that a thing?) - rating: explicit (minors DNI) - words: 923 - link

Sirius Black was the most horrible, annoying, disrespectful roommate on the planet. Since Remus had started living with him three months ago at the start of University, Sirius had irked him to no end by leaving his things all over their space, staying up until ungodly hours playing videogames, bringing back more people than he could count to sleep with, and being the most attractive human on the goddamn planet.

Well- the last one might not be annoying per se. But wrapped in with the others, it was the most infuriating of all.

So when Remus stayed up until 2am writing a paper that took most of his brainpower and all of his patience, Sirius stumbling in with a tall tan man with dark hair, giggling together, was the last fucking straw.

"Sirius I don't give a single flying fuck if you want to fuck this guy in his room or on the roof," Remus said lowly, hands balled into fists, "But you will not fuck him in our room."

The man, who looked like he had stuck his finger in a light socket with the way his hair stood on end, immediately laughed. "I'd rather not fuck either of you if I have the choice, man. Regulus would be a bit pissed."

Sirius laughed as well, starting to retort, but Remus was still too mad to enjoy whatever inside jokes they were sharing. "Just get the fuck out, alright?"

And the other boy, who didn't seem to be capable of seriousness or remorse, simply bid Sirius goodnight and left, yelling loudly as he went.

But as soon as he left, Sirius turned, his face falling flat. "What the fuck made you think you can act like that?" he asked, storms in his eyes.

But Remus was done. "Me? What about you? Treating our room like your personal trash can, staying up until all hours, bringing back god knows how many people to fuck you?"

But Sirius only smirked at Remus's last statement. "Wow, Remus. I didn't realize me hooking up with people had that much of an impact on you. Are you jealous?"

Remus felt blood rush in his ears at the question, and he used all of his sense to resist punching Sirius. "No, Sirius," he denied through a clenched jaw. "I'm not-"

But Sirius interrupted him, taking a step closer. "It's too bad if you're not," he said softly, his eyes going strangely wide. "Jealousy looks kind of good on you." And as he said it, he kind of tilted his head to the side, smirking and biting his lip as if challenging Remus to react. To understand what he was saying.

It was like a bomb went off. Like all of the annoyance and fury and tension built up and culminated into an eruption, and suddenly, without even thinking about it, Remus lunged forward, grabbing Sirius and pinning him to the bed behind him, the entirety of their bodies pressed together, his mouth by Sirius's ear, the other man gasping at the quick contact. "I'm not jealous," Remus insisted, hands grabbing at Sirius's hips hard.

"P-prove it," Sirius nearly moaned, eyes wide and pupils blown with sudden lust.

So Remus had no choice but to roughly reach down, cupping the other man through his pants, groaning as he felt the hardness there. "If I was jealous," he murmured, squeezing just a bit as Sirius threw his head back and keened in pleasure, "I would fuck you, right here on the bed."

"Yes," Sirius mumbled, eyes closed and hands on Remus's biceps loosening as he fell apart a bit under Remis's grasp.

"If I was jealous," Remus continued, licking roughly at his palm and then slipping his hand under the band of Sirius's sweatpants, grabbing his length without thinking of being gentle, "I would open your arse up with my tongue, and watch while you screamed my fucking name."

"Remus," Sirius exhaled almost silently, barely keeping himself up on legs that were surely not working properly with the way Remus was working his cock with his hand.

"If I was jealous," Remus repeated, teasing his thumb over Sirius's leaking tip, inhaling as Sirius moaned with the movement, Remus's own cock twitching at the noises the shorter man made, "I would shove my huge cock so far into you, I'd make you come without touching you."

"Please," Sirius begged, his knees giving out, now, his expression completely fucked out as Remus moved his hand over his cock faster and with more purpose, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

"But baby" he cooed into Sirius's ear, reveling in the gasping sounds he was making, "I'm not jealous. So I won't." And then, grinning triumphantly, Remus stopped, removing his hand from his pants and staring down at Sirius, who collapsed on the bed, looking like he had just been told that Christmas was cancelled.

It took all of Remus's self-control to stroll into their adjoining bathroom before he shoved his own pants down to his knees, grabbed his own aching cock, and worked it over roughly, not even mothing to keep his moans quiet. And, less than a minute later, he came, loudly yelling, "F-Sirius!" as he did so.

But not loudly enough to drown out the noise of Sirius yelling his name as he came at nearly the same time on the other side of the door.

And he realized that yes, Sirius was annoying and infuriating and disrespectful. But fuck, him being attractive was definitely not a bad thing.

[twilightknight17]

When I say to my dad, "I am anxious about being out of the house all day, all week, and not having time for my hobbies", and he responds with "Unfortunately that's how the world works", I know what he means.

Yes, I know I need a job and money to function.

Yes, I know full time jobs are 40 hours per week.

However, in my stupid anxiety-riddled brain, what actually gets through is, Yeah, you won't have time, but there's nothing to be done. Get used to it.

And when I just stare at him, he asks what answer I want instead.

I don't know. Maybe any crumb of reassurance that having a full-time job doesn't actually fuck up everything else that I actually like to do?

Hell, today I have put up a draft chapter for a fic, worked on crocheting a blanket for a friend's wife because she's having a baby, and helped Dad wash the cars. If I had work I wouldn't even be home yet.

I could be really mean and say that they don't get it because they don't have hobbies where they invest a bunch of time. They don't go on vacation. I can barely get Mom to take time to sit down and read a book, and she only works part-time! So they're not exactly shining role models of how everything is going to be fine and I'm worrying for nothing.

The only reason this conversation was even happening was because Dad mentioned that Friend and his Wife really liked the framed, decorated version of their wedding invitation that me and Mom did for them, and I made a comment about how I was glad they liked it, and I'd rather be doing something like that.

Dad said, "You could start a side hustle."

And that was when I mentioned that no, I really couldn't when I was already anxious about not having time for my hobbies. Why would I want to add something else on top of that??

Side hustle. God. I'm not competing against fifty thousand other people all trying to do the same thing. Talk about stressing myself out. Same with my mom going, "Oh, if you don't like your new job, you can just start looking for a new one." Yes, because if I'm coming home from a long day of work, the thing I want to spend my time on is the second-most frustrating activity I have ever had to do in my life. Sure.

I don't know what the answer is. I'm probably acting like a moron because I haven't even started this job yet. It's just infuriating to think that no one takes your worries seriously because "Oh well, that's how things are."

Least helpful response on the planet. Right up there with "It could be worse".

[alexilulu]

GAMES I PLAYED OF THE YEAR 2023, #1

(Next: #2)

OR: How I Was Let Down By AAA Dogshit

Razzies Award for Most Baffling Game of 2023 Winner: Final Fantasy XVI (Square Enix, Creative Business Unit III)

Or: The Aristocrats, by Way of D & D (the Game of Thrones TV writers, not the tabletop roleplaying game)

Playing Final Fantasy 16 was an exercise that began as farce, then kind of morphed into tragedy, for me. This might be because of how I played it (my girlfriend played until the first Kupka fight, stopped playing when she saw the volume of sidequests that spawned after that, and I played the rest), or how thoroughly I felt that the game was doing something that was making me thoroughly depressed to see go where it did.

I think mostly I was hoping that the AAA, ultimate budget and engine that they gave CBU3 to run and play with, the indulgence from corporate masters to let them experiment and make something new that still rings with the Final Fantasy name, gave me Final Fantasy 14 with better skin shaders and shit.

I didn’t go into it expecting much on the politics; the magical underclass is ruinously powerful (they literally control the means of production with their bodies, villages are reliant on them for water because they don’t dig wells anymore) and simultaneously reviled, beaten and ultimately killed by their own power via crystallization. The world is divided by kingdoms…that all have agreed to a central banking standard that a merchant’s guild set and not a single one of them is doing wild debasement to? The planet’s dying, Cloud, but everyone’s way more focused on watching gay Bahamut cross cocks with Odin twice and then leave in the skies over another pointless battle? 

All of which is out the window by the time Titan’s dead in the ground, btw. The plight of the Branded is wholly forgotten the moment the plot really wants to be about the world-ending god who wants Clive’s body, and doing things about free will and predestination without even a look back at how those themes play into the abject chattel slavery that a significant portion of the world lives under. 

But somehow, it’s bizarre, disappointing and ultimately confused middle to final third aren’t really my biggest problem with the game, even if the finale was quarter-baked and vaguely infuriating. I can accept a fully vibes-based plot, even when it has pretensions towards a grand scale of movement and war (they really brought in a historian into the plot after the timeskip so they can pretend they have any cohesive idea of geopolitics going on outside of when you show up and the world starts ending somewhere immediately). I can even except the ‘fuck yeah humanity’ ass boring ending that’s supposed to make you feel like you read a fairy tale about the hero who saved everyone.

The combat brutally, terminally killed any semblance of care I could ever show for this game by the time I had all the eikons unlocked.

See, this is a thing that’s been a long time coming for final fantasy, ever since the first 13 game, when they introduced the idea of stagger and magic/physical damage, the idea of a high-damage state you put the enemy in and extend the duration of by applying elemental weaknesses that allows you to hammer them with physical damage. This was how FF13 worked and was designed around the 13-style turn-based ATB system, stacking up multiple moves on a bar, and it’s a little bit of how FF15 worked by way of Kingdom Hearts with a teleport button, but by FF16 the plot is lost completely.

You put enemies into stagger…by hitting them with anything. You get elemental-themed bursts you can intersperse between your sword strikes by learning a very basic one-two rhythm that speeds it up (because magic abilities do more stagger than physical damage, natch), and you have big flashy super abilities that are on a cooldown and are based on your eikons equipped. So you’ve got a pretty easy one-two of hitting them with basic combos and using your specials to tip them over the edge…

But wait. Your specials are also your biggest routes to high damage in the game. That’s where the big bad Phoenix wing swing is, one of the most simply effective damage moves in the game that isn’t Literally Gigaflare Beaming Their Ass. Do you want to use that for stagger…Or do you want to clear the fight in less than 20 minutes?

The stagger mechanic in 16 perfectly recreates the feeling of being in a DPS window in Final Fantasy 14 (for the luckily uninitiated, this is when you would all pop your party buffs at the same time, so that you all benefit maximally from damage amps and do your highest potency skills during to maximize your damage for the 20 or so seconds it happens during), to the point where it feels like they did it on purpose. 

So, you get them in stagger, and the dance of holding R2 and cycling through your special abilities begins. You can have 6 of them at a time, so there’s a real flair to chaining them together, and it can feel great to just go through your rotation perfectly and end the stagger window with some light chain comboing for good measure. It even pops your damage up at the end so you can be like yeah! I did that much damage! I’ll only need to do that 3 more times to finish fighting this interminably slow dragon!

It’s fucking boring. It has the feeling of feeling good. It’s a little dopamine hit for you to just optimally nail things down, but there’s literally nothing to it. It doesn’t feel like anything. The rhythm to hit so that you get a full 8 hit combo of sword and burst attacks numbs the senses. The extraordinarily forgiving dodge that rewards precision with bonus stagger damage on your next hit feels like a single Skittle thrown into my mouth for doing a trick right. 

I think that might be where I’ve landed on the game. Final Fantasy 16 doesn’t feel like anything. A moodboard of a video game, designed to death by a team that didn’t know any other way to make a game than to make more of what they made before (CBU3 are the primary minds behind Final Fantasy 14 before they split to work on 16 around 2020, with various parts of the team cycling in and out of Final Fantasy 14 in the ensuing years). Final Fantasy 16 is Final Fantasy 14 wearing Game of Thrones��� skin. 

I do mean that somewhat literally; Non-primary cutscenes are shot and directed in the precise manner that Final Fantasy 14 non-voiced cutscenes are produced, down to the angle of the camera above the player model and the semi-canned animations that you will see a hundred times throughout the story. It feels uncanny, especially after they stated directly that during development that they specifically abandoned plans for a PS4 version that would ‘not limit the team’s ambitions’. It feels like the scope was crushed down to something they could complete in the 3-4 years they had afforded themselves for development. 

Ultimately, it feels like a game that was built inside a box. I keep seeing all the ways they wanted to produce something grand, but I can feel how shoddy the set the actors are standing on really is. Final Fantasy 16: the off-Broadway production, coming soon to your Playstation Five Home Entertainment Console.

[rennisaturate]

“  i’ll always choose you.  that’s the worst part of it all.  i’d choose you over and over, even though i know you wouldn’t do the same.  ”  either from oliver to neveah oorrrr anyone !

" what the hell are you actually talking about?? " the words are incredulous, practically offended. someone else might've focused more on the first part of his statement, might have let the fact that he decided she was who he'd always want make them turn soft and melt, but she was stuck on those last seven words. i know you wouldn't do the same. spoken in earnest, with confidence. nevaeh scoffed and shook her head over and over and over again. she couldn't believe him. couldn't even fathom how he could've possibly come to that conclusion.

" oliver, i thought you were smarter than that, really. maybe i've started giving you a little too much credit, but that is the most ridiculous thing you have ever in your life fixed your fucking mouth to say to me. ' wouldn't do the same... ' i swear to fucking god. i oughta fucking slap you, " her brain was translating the hurt from him telling her he felt that way into anger at a rapid pace. he ought to know better, he of all people should've understood her, but had just said in so many words that he didn't. and maybe that was her fault, but it made her want to throw something at him. she restrained herself for the time being, opting instead to pace back and forth, her hands moving around as she spoke.

" who, pray fucking tell, do you think i'm ever choosing over you?? if you would use your dumb block brain and think for a fucking second you might be able to put two and two together!! you are so full of shit it's spilling out of your ears!! i would rather eat a fucking jean jacket than pick anyone else in this entire fucking world and the fact that that isn't obvious as the fucking sun to you when you're the only person on this fucking planet who i thought really actually knew me, i swear to god- " she paused to catch her breath and felt a catch there. no, no, no. " you are so... infuriating sometimes, "

[nautilusopus]

2, 8, 13, 17

oh my god i can't fucking copy paste text into this thing FUCKING TUMBLR GOD

a compelling argument for why your fave would never top or bottom

i had to switch to html mode to get that in i hate it here

uhhhhhhhhhhhhh idk i could see arguments for any of them potentially doing either. mostly i'm just cranky everyone gets the flavour wrong

common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

well it's ffvii so christ where to start

the fact that cloud joins the military in so much fanfic shit and immediately has everyone in soldier fawning over him because he's just so gosh darned cute is fucking infuriating. he was a friendless loser with an abrasive attitude and that is actually massively fucking important to not just his character arc but the plot of the game what are you doing

i don't even know why you'd do that even if you liked the shitty spinoffs. like, doesn't it fucking invalidate how meaningful it was that zack got attached to him in spite of that anyway if everyone likes him? i thought you fuckers liked that shit.

worst blorboficiation

sephiroth. people keep writing him as like........... emotionally self-aware and level-headed enough to help cloud grow and learn to navigate his own anxieties and i'd go "did you even play the fucking game" but i know sadly that for most people in the fandom the answer is literally "no"

god i hate it here i can't believe i missed the days of sephiroth being written as Cold Rational Logicman (which is also wrong and sucks shit but it was closer than therapy speak asshole)

actually while we're here it's also kind of a major fucking plot point that sephiroth didn't know he was an experiment. like it's kind of a big fucking deal that he didn't know he was an experiment. please stop giving him a Dissection Childhood for added whump points. like i get people wanna see him all sad and then go "well no wonder he's angry people were so mean to him" but there's more ways than just dissection that you can have a horrible childhood with your garbage dad

there should be more of this type of fic/art

can i have some fuckin uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh plot

i hate how utterly homogeneous the fic landscape has become and it's not even in service of anything cool. like, fic has always been consistently the same amount of dogshit i'm not saying people were better writers back then lmao let's not kid ourselves, but people would just go for the most wild ambitious shit. you'd never get "the planet gets invaded by lizards who it turns out were wiped out by the cetra and also cloud was secretly like in a goku situation" these days

please just get weird with it i beg of you

[docholligay]

GOD. I get this, i do, but it's so patently stupid. Just to hurt Lizzie, he'd throw away his entire future, and OF COURSE he would, it's the most teenage thing to do on the fucking planet, you have no concept of being able to think ahead that far. But it's INFURIATING. Even if she did turn out to be a committed white supremacist that somehow managed to help you get ahead in life, you don't have to sacrifice every single thing you've worked for just because the person who helped you, who gave it to you, turned out to be a massive disappointment.

[magnoliamyrrh]

1/3 I hope you're having a good weekend, sorry this got so long. I know it was just a tag but I just had to vent a bit after seeing your "we live in a dick worshipping society" comment because it's so true. I feel like it's such a big part of why liberal feminism is moving away from criticising porn and instead trying to ignore all of the abuse involved by focusing on token "empowered independent sex workers".

thank you! its been pretty alright so far :)

yea idk what else much to add to this other than you're totally right and its maddening and infuriating. its vile to see how males getting off and getting what they want is more important than.... just about anything else on this planet. god fucking forbid youd ask them to care more abt some of the worst shit this species can do over their own pleasure and satisfaction. and liberal feminisms general obsession w placating men in so many things is one of its consistent and most dangerous downfalls - so much sexist shit being held up as good. really think dworkin said it best. if we stop now girls in the future will be told pornography is good for them. pornography is a graveyard where the left has gone to die

[pesterloglog]

Kanaya Maryam, Karkat Vantas

Act 5, page 2694

grimAuxiliatrix [GA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]

GA: Your Speech Was Really

GA: Emotional

CG: OK I DEFINITELY DON'T NEED YOU BUSTING MY BULGE ABOUT THE SPEECH NOW.

CG: I'VE TAKEN ENOUGH SHIT. I GOT A LITTLE WORKED UP OK?

CG: AND IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, WHY DON'T YOU COME SAY IT TO MY FACE.

CG: I'M FED UP WITH THESE BACK DOOR NOOKBITING SHENANIGANS.

GA: I Dont Mean To Critique Your Speech

GA: I Just Wanted To Ask You Something In Confidence

GA: About The Humans

CG: OK, WHAT IS IT?

GA: Are You Sure Theyre Responsible For Our Misfortune

CG: YES. THERE IS NO DOUBT ABOUT IT.

GA: Was It On Account Of Malice Or Incompetence

CG: I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE BOTH?

CG: WHY DOES IT MATTER.

GA: It Sort Of Does

GA: Im Not Even That Sure Why

GA: This Is A Difficult Topic For Me To Broach

GA: For Reasons That You Probably Wont Understand

CG: GOD DAMMIT.

CG: NO MORE MYSTERIES, PLEASE.

CG: YOU'D THINK WE'D HAD OUR FILL OF THEM BY NOW.

CG: IF I HAVE TO SOLVE ONE MORE RIDDLE, I'M GOING TO...

CG: I DON'T KNOW.

GA: Will Your Response Involve An Athletic Maneuver Of Some Sort

CG: NO

CG: ABSOLUTELY NOT.

CG: I WILL JUST GO OVER THERE AND WEEP GENTLY IN THE HORN PILE.

CG: SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?

GA: Um

CG: WHAT I CAN TELL YOU IS

CG: THEY ARE ALL LUDICROUSLY INCOMPETENT.

CG: SOFT, PINK FRAGILE THINGS WHO DO NOTHING BUT WASTE TIME.

CG: THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE HORNS!

GA: What

GA: Really

CG: YEAH, I WAS LIKE, WHOA DID THEY GET FILED DOWN OR SOMETHING

CG: BUT NO IT TURNS OUT THAT'S JUST HOW THEY ARE.

GA: Weird

CG: THEY'RE A MISERABLE POINTLESS CROP OF LIFEFORMS FROM A MEANINGLESS BORING PUSTULE OF A PLANET.

CG: IT'S INFURIATING THEY WERE SOMEHOW ALLOWED TO HAVE ANY INFLUENCE OVER US.

GA: It Is Pretty Disheartening

GA: But

GA: You Are Absolutely Sure They Are All Failures

GA: And That They Have No Chance Of Succeeding

CG: YEP.

CG: IT'S ALL RIGHT HERE.

GA: Im Not Sure Which Depresses Me More

GA: The Sabotage Of Our Session Or The Futility Of Theirs

CG: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.

CG: YOU'RE BEING REALLY WEIRD ABOUT THIS.

GA: Well I Havent Asked What I Wanted To Ask

CG: THEN ASK!!!

GA: Its About TentacleTherapist

CG: YEAH. THAT'S THE ROSE HUMAN.

CG: SHE'S APPARENTLY PRETTY SARCASTIC.

CG: IT'S IN MY NOTES.

GA: You Have Notes On Them

CG: YES.

GA: I Guess

GA: Thats Why Youre Our Leader Karkat

CG: NO, I'M YOUR LEADER BECAUSE OF MY INCREDIBLE TACTICAL SKILLS AND MY ABILITY TO MOBILIZE AND MOTIVATE A BUNCH OF USELESS PEOPLE TOWARD A COMMON GOAL, AND BECAUSE I'M EXTREMELY AMBITIOUS AND INTREPID. ALSO BECAUSE LEADERSHIP IS IN MY BLOOD. WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS.

GA: Statements Like That Are Also Why Youre Our Leader

CG: OK, I'LL ACCEPT THAT.

GA: Have You Talked To Her

CG: WHO

GA: The Rose Human

GA: Also

GA: Do We Really Have To Say Things Like The Rose Human

CG: OF COURSE WE DO.

CG: IT SOUNDS SUITABLY DISDAINFUL.

CG: I MEAN, IF A BUNCH OF ALIENS STARTED HASSLING YOU, YOU WOULD EXPECT THEM TO ACT REALLY HIGH AND MIGHTY, AND SUPERIOR IN EVERY WAY, RIGHT?.

CG: WHICH WE ARE, OF COURSE.

GA: Uh Okay

CG: AND NO, I HAVEN'T TALKED TO HER.

CG: I WILL PROBABLY STEER CLEAR OF HER FOR THE MOST PART.

CG: I HAVE MY SIGHTS SET ON THE JOHN HUMAN, AND PROBABLY ALSO THE JADE HUMAN, SHE'S A HUGE CULPRIT TOO.

GA: It Just

GA: Feels Really Silly When We Say Things Like The John Human In Confidence Amongst Ourselves

CG: WE HAVE TO COMMIT TO THIS. STAY IN CHARACTER, YOU KNOW?

CG: REMEMBER THE SPEECH.

GA: The Speech Has Become Emblazoned On My Think Pan

GA: Virtually Ensconced In The Fold Of My Personal Mythology

CG: DID YOU WANT TO TROLL HER? ARE YOU VOLUNTEERING?

CG: BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE GREAT, I'D REALLY APPRECIATE THAT.

GA: I Dont Know

GA: Im Not Sure If Ive Got It In Me Right Now

CG: COME ON. YOU'LL BE GREAT AT IT.

CG: PLEASE JUST DO THIS ONE THING FOR ME. WE'VE GOT TO STAY COORDINATED ON THIS.

CG: TOO MANY OF THESE FUCKS ARE GOING ROGUE.

CG: LIKE WHAT ARE WE EVEN DOING.

GA: Fine

CG: GREAT! THANKS KANAYA.

CG: I'LL EXPECT A FULL REPORT SOON.

GA: A Report About What

CG: LIKE

CG: HOW HASSLED YOU GOT HER TO BE

CG: BUT LESS STUPID SOUNDING THAN THAT.

GA: Is There A Metric For That Concept

CG: NO

CG: WELL THERE COULD BE

CG: WE CAN GAUGE YOUR RESULTS WITH THE "FLIGHTY BROADS AND THEIR SNARKY HORSESHITOMETER".

GA: That Seems Just As Disparaging To Me As It Is To Her

CG: YEAH WELL

CG: USE IT AS MOTIVATION

CG: I GOTTA GET CRACKING HERE, LATER.

[inkandarsenic]

YES. THIS. EXACTLY THIS. I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS. Like. Was it ACTUALLY Satan? Who were the disciples of light? Why was it so relatively easy for that crew to get there? What does it mean, before time? Are there other beings from ‘before time’ still rattling about? Why do we never address any of that ever again? If the Time Lords supposedly invented black holes, and the beast’s prison was placed next to a black hole apparently deliberately, what does that mean for the Time Lords? Why was there a whole civilization around this prison and what happened to them? WHY IS NONE OF THIS EVER ADDRESSED AGAIN???

Does the existence of the beast imply that in-universe god actually exists? And if that’s true, which god? And does that mean that everything happening was predetermined and everything that happens to the Doctor and their companions was always going to happen? Because that would be a little fucked up. And just to reiterate why is none of this ever addressed again?

If rose hadn’t shot Toby and the Beast’s mind had escaped, would the universe have been destroyed? Would we have seen a war between ‘Heaven’ and ‘Hell’? Are the beast’s ‘legions’ still out there and we just haven’t seen them again?

And if the beast was chained before that universe was created like it said, does that mean that it came from a different universe? Was that planet the oldest point in the universe? To circle back to the black holes, if the time lords invented them, does that mean that the time lords are originally from a different universe, from whatever universe the beast was from? Does that also imply they invented time? Or did they just take credit for black holes, because that does seem like something they’d do? Or did the beast come from the Void between worlds and that’s why people call it hell?

And again just circling back, why is none of this ever brought up ever again?

AND ANOTHER THING! If the Disciples of Light chained the beast in that prison, the one purposely placed next to a black hole, if they did that ‘before light and time and space and matter’ THEN WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY? HOW CAN YOU BE A DISCIPLE OF SOMETHING THAT DOESNT YET EXIST? What was the cataclysm? Is it the Big Bang? How do you get a black hole when space and light and matter don’t exist yet?

And the most infuriating part is that ITS NEVER BROUGHT UP EVER AGAIN

Do you think there are more planets next to black holes that are prisons and we just haven’t seen them because no one’s ever found them? How would we know? It’s not like it’s ever addressed again.

Ten’s line ‘it’s not the urge to jump, it’s the urge to fall’ is just *chefs kiss* I love it

Now that I think about, they did say they were from beyond the universe. Were Zellin and Rakaya from the same place as the beast was? Can You Hear Me was just confusing imo but it would’ve been a good episode to bring up the entire Satan pit storyline again.

I love this episode set, it was a little creepy and very well done, and incredibly infuriating because I got zero satisfactory answers.

the doctor and rose just straight up met the devil one time and no one ever mentioned it again lol

[baekhvuns]

Yeah I hate when they wanna bag the rising stars only to not give them any time on the field, because it's too crowded. That's why I often don't understand why players would rather be on the bench in a big club than be a star of a semi-big club. Money or prestige I guess? (Fabregas going from Arsenal's captain to some guy in Barca....) Yep RM is guilty of this as well.

I'm forever a striker <3 you? What's your number and position in The Blues? Varane what??? Wait, you scared me, thought he was retiring in general. Not surprising considering the drama in France

I forgot to mention the Gr**nw**d shit in my previous message, but I'm infuriated. I'm glad many fans don't support him, but fucking hell, him and M*nd* should play in Prison League together

I have a long list of vegan places, look skdhahsuwhahhss. But what's funny is, I'm the most excited to visit this little food place again. The food is typical street food, only a few menu items, it's cheap, but so so good!

God I would probably have to block everyone going to the concerts, nothing personal just my pettiness (actually no, some things are personal)

Aw, I know people are looking forward to the Yunho fic, but if you really can't do it then don't pressure yourself. Question, why did you decide to write for Yunho, was it a temporary moment? My god, poor Hannah went through a lot, hopefully her wig was in tact 😭 Bratz girls were serving, yesss. Wait did you play the My Scene games?

You're young miss Baeksy, so I won't hold it against you, but Skins was a rollercoaster, very Br'i'sh too. I remember It's a Boy Girl Thing, I actually watched it in 2020 again, kinda creepy at times tbh, but I liked the chemistry

Wdym Tasir doesn't exist, his real, but in a different world 😭😅 yep, the amount of times I tried to defeat Barca and avenge Real, unhinged lmao

Ohhhh alright I'm gonna play the Imagine Dragons song since you interested me with the villain thing

Guess the religious Moas missed the horn title otherwise they would be rising their pitchforks since their debut

Hwa said he doesn't use hand cream, but his hands are naturally soft 🤧

Cuteeee omg Atinys and Stays when, they used to be married. But this 😭

Vivi and Hyunjin filled the lawsuit now and wtf is Universal JP doing I'm not sure it's a good thing, just leave them alone!!! But also I hope they find a way to come back

Chris Lee and his fucking uncle need to be buried, omg I hate this I don't even care about NCT that much, but this is fucked up. So I understand why Lookass was chosen for SuperM, but I don't understand the hype behind him anyway, he's okay looking but there are hotter people in NCT or WayV, ok he did variety, I liked him on Keep Running with Yuqi, but he wasn't THAT funny. Yangyang is funnier, a better dancer and rapper, prettier and speaks English, but people drool over Lookas? Jail.

Have you seen the clips from Boys Planet, ifk whether I should laugh or cry, they're setting them up. And Hui... they're trying to bait us, tell me this is a bait. Also damn boy, you're good you don't need a mediocre show to prove your skills :(

I'm sorry whats abshhshahshus, but the last photo? Gorjuuuuus. OK but him coming on Universe basically every day since he found out it'll be closing <3

MAN JUST KEPT GOING (we were on a date btw) and we got the wedding fit selfie 😳

Hate volleyball but perhaps I'd watch it

Baek freeeeedom soon!!! - DV 💖

hello!!!

Yeah I hate when they wanna bag the rising stars only to not give them any time on the field, because it's too crowded. That's why I often don't understand why players would rather be on the bench in a big club than be a star of a semi-big club. Money or prestige I guess? (Fabregas going from Arsenal's captain to some guy in Barca....) Yep RM is guilty of this as well.

yeaaah their career almost becomes non-existent and u only see them on the bench and damn that be hurting but i guess u get paid 😭😭😭 yEAAAAH THAT PART YEAH coutinho being sold for free at barca after their debt when they bought him for the 200$ mill neymar left them was so stupid 😭😭 ancelotti’s actually mad 😭😭

I'm forever a striker <3 you? What's your number and position in The Blues? Varane what??? Wait, you scared me, thought he was retiring in general. Not surprising considering the drama in France //// I forgot to mention the Gr**nw**d shit in my previous message, but I'm infuriated. I'm glad many fans don't support him, but fucking hell, him and M*nd* should play in Prison League together

claiming the attack midfeilder 🤲🏻 PROBABLY A 7 OR 17 ACTUALLY you?? he’s still at that club 😭😭 it’ll be interesting to see france at the next wc w not greizmann varane benz maybe even giroud,,, yeahh i thought the ffc was dramatic but french media is nasty as hell,, YEAH LIKE HOW IS HE OUT FREE?? the entire case of his was maddening he‘a def never play football again if that ratchet club makes him even BENCH, boycotting,, a MAJOR loss for prison fc

also this 😭😭😭 the red card was so unnecessary for casemiro

I have a long list of vegan places, look skdhahsuwhahhss. But what's funny is, I'm the most excited to visit this little food place again. The food is typical street food, only a few menu items, it's cheap, but so so good! //// God I would probably have to block everyone going to the concerts, nothing personal just my pettiness (actually no, some things are personal)

omg STOP THE FOOD LOOKS SO GOOD 😭😭😭 ANON U CANNOT BE SENDING THIS LINK AND I SEE IT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT 😭😭😭 i hope u get to go to lots of cafe’s too i bet they’ve stepped their games up even more, the aesthetic ones are a MUST,,, tour’s starting in a week 😭😭😭 the london fansign the new lore drop

Aw, I know people are looking forward to the Yunho fic, but if you really can't do it then don't pressure yourself. Question, why did you decide to write for Yunho, was it a temporary moment? My god, poor Hannah went through a lot, hopefully her wig was in tact 😭 Bratz girls were serving, yesss. Wait did you play the My Scene games?

i think i did bc i kept getting messages about ppl wanting me to do another member, id get a lot of them to the point i stopped posting most of them and i thought maybe i could just do it and get over w it! since i had been writing for about a 1 year only for psh AND I WAS VACATIONING AND EVERYTHING I SAW AND EXPERIENCED i was jotting notes down and telling myself this is yunho when it was actually the other guy i guess 😭😭😭

her wig,,, i,, cut it off a little, used highlighters on it 😭😭😭😭

ANONN I CANNOT THANK U ENOUGH FOR THIS I AM GENUINELY SCREAMING BECAUSE U UNLOCKED THE MY SCENE GAME ERA OF MIKE O H MY GOF I HAD BEEN LOOKING FOR THE NAME OF THIS GAME I PLAYED FOR A DECADE NOW WHAT THE FUCK😭😭😭 BFQMBDKW IM GONNA GO PLAY ACTUALLY I DO RMR AND I

You're young miss Baeksy, so I won't hold it against you, but Skins was a rollercoaster, very Br'i'sh too. I remember It's a Boy Girl Thing, I actually watched it in 2020 again, kinda creepy at times tbh, but I liked the chemistry

<3 yes miss boomer <3 very bri’ish, oh the drama must be spitted in the posh accent, wait anon question i can’t believe i haven’t asked this, do u have the bri’ish accent and if so of what area 😭😭 the boy girl thing the characters were great a little flat a lot of the times,, so not watch the ryan reynolds movie. i made the terrible mistake of watching it.

Wdym Tasir doesn't exist, his real, but in a different world 😭😅 yep, the amount of times I tried to defeat Barca and avenge Real, unhinged lmao //// Ohhhh alright I'm gonna play the Imagine Dragons song since you interested me with the villain thing

okAY tasir or this guy 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️

LMFAOOO DID U WIN FBWNFBDNJCJC yes pls do!! the scenario is quite obvious hwa finds out what a liar yn is but it’s too late to fix things and now he keeps looking at yn but yn will not look at him <3 this hwa in it if u get the chance! u should listen to MDP’s fake love orchestral version is is magnificent and will make u image it better!

Guess the religious Moas missed the horn title otherwise they would be rising their pitchforks since their debut //// Hwa said he doesn't use hand cream, but his hands are naturally soft 🤧 //// Cuteeee omg Atinys and Stays when, they used to be married. But this 😭

NO SERIOUSLY 😭😭😭 i want whatever the guy naming their songs is on <3 bro doesn’t use hand creams??? drop THE SOAP. STOPPP DO U REMEMBER THE FANFICS WRITTEN ON EXOL AND ARMYS 😭😭 i bet there’s some stays v atinys etl’s flying around

Vivi and Hyunjin filled the lawsuit now and wtf is Universal JP doing I'm not sure it's a good thing, just leave them alone!!! But also I hope they find a way to come back

if the company takes their name away, i want them to comeback as LUUNA or LUNA,, the jpn thing is probably gonna be terrible actually ,,, like they’ll drop a emotional song perhaps and then go on a “break” it’s so frustrating as an outsider but they all must be in a rush to end things and find agencies I KNOW SM CAN SIGN THEM BUT I DONT WANT THEM THERE 😭😭😭

Chris Lee and his fucking uncle need to be buried, omg I hate this I don't even care about NCT that much, but this is fucked up. So I understand why Lookass was chosen for SuperM, but I don't understand the hype behind him anyway, he's okay looking but there are hotter people in NCT or WayV, ok he did variety, I liked him on Keep Running with Yuqi, but he wasn't THAT funny. Yangyang is funnier, a better dancer and rapper, prettier and speaks English, but people drool over Lookas? Jail.

no seriously, the amount of damage they’ve done to sm and it’s artists is ridiculous,, no bc a whole taeyong exists,, no need for lookass 😭😭 yangyang EASILY takes over his position and lookass doesn’t even get that many lines so why even??? nOW HE WAS FUNNY AT THE VARIETY he suits that genre a lot and might as well be part of that more than the group,,, ur right wayv by itself are perfectly fine,, their vocals are good w/o his and same for superm bc he got that one line in jopping and said it’s done,, other’s can easily cover him up 😭😭😭 chris lee it’s in sight

Have you seen the clips from Boys Planet, ifk whether I should laugh or cry, they're setting them up. And Hui... they're trying to bait us, tell me this is a bait. Also damn boy, you're good you don't need a mediocre show to prove your skills :(

LMFAOOOO STOP FHWKHDSKDHKW ITS SO FUNNY GBWKFHWK i hope they do better tho bc the internet’s violating 😭😭😭

BUT pls support seok matthew <3 he is from where im from <3 surprised he’s alive bc of his high school choice but he’s a good friend of my mutual he’s like the only good one fbendbjc hui NEEDS to get out of there, he can easily start a youtube channel and show his life there and or drop covers WHY DO THEY KEEP SENDING HIM THERE 😭😭😭 HE HAS DEBUTED 5 TIMES PLS

I'm sorry whats abshhshahshus, but the last photo? Gorjuuuuus. OK but him coming on Universe basically every day since he found out it'll be closing <3


he is SO PRETTY 😭😭😭 that hair on him,, it’s giving the same vibes as the heart hair photos he posted….. anon.

what is this. what in the wattpad mafia.

crazy is me, me is crazy.

mental

MAN JUST KEPT GOING (we were on a date btw) and we got the wedding fit selfie 😳 /// Hate volleyball but perhaps I'd watch it /// Baek freeeeedom soon!!! - DV 💖

HE BETTER STOP OR I WILL ASK HIM FOR HIS HAND,,, the wedding fit selfie, anon please. don’t do this, i had a lil delulu pls. <3.

BAEKHYUN FREEDOM, HE IS FREED HE IS DONE WITH THAT AND NOW WE WAIT FOR TAEMIN l

san, otter, sotter

HE IS SO PRETTY GORGEOUS UNBELIEVABLE STUNNING SHOWSTOPPER INCREDIBLE FASCINATING

[hasufin]

Threshold Thoughts

1) Dealing with Federation tech must be just utterly infuriating for everyone else. Sure, O’Brien gets mad because it’s hard to keep a beat-up Cardassian space station working with Federation parts, but the reverse has gotta be worse. There’s some engineering problem that your peoples’ best scientists have declared impossible, and then you’re handed a gods-be Federation tricorder which uses the mathematically perfect solution. The Starfleet engineer you ask about it shrugs and says “Yeah, we get those chips from the Devonians.” So,sure. Voyager discovers super dilithium and soups up a shuttlecraft to go Warp 10, which is literally impossible.

Do they need to build an entire fucking new ship around a new propulsion system? No, they can make some minor modifications to an existing shuttlecraft. Because apparently their tech is so flexible they can just drop in impossible shit.

 All but one of their simulations say it will blow up instead. The specific person who wants to pilot it (why a pilot and not automated? Because fuck you, that’s why) has a super rare mutation which might kill him if he does it.

Do they do it anyway? Of course they do. That’s the Federation for you.

2) Now, Paris was in... let’s call it a very altered state. Janeway was literally knocked out for most of her Warp 10 trip. They land on a class M planet somehow and promptly set forth to being fruitful and multiplying. Voyager catches up, grabs the lifeforms which used to be Paris and Janeway, and courtesy of magitech perfectly return them to human, no losses. Did anyone inform them that they introduced a completely new lifeform to this planet? Was that at any point noticed and mentioned to them?

3) Now, my pet hypothesis is, literally none of this makes sense. Paris didn’t evolve. He changed, but suddenly become unable to breathe Oxygen is all kinds of not a desirable trait when you’re sitting in an Oxy/Nitro atmosphere. He didn’t get more fit for being on a starship. And suddenly he just decides “Yeah, I’m gonna kidnap the captain, hop in the shuttlecraft, and go for a nice little Warp 10 romp which happens to take us to an uncharted but viable planet”? This makes zero sense as a random thing.

But.

Let’s suppose Warp 10 worked exactly as intended. He was everywhere and everywhen while the warp field held. He was god. And he knew what to do. Maybe he decided he didn’t want to stay in Warp 10 for a subjective eternity. Maybe he couldn’t. Whatever his reasons, he came out with a plan. His goal was to, apparently, start a whole fucking new species. To seed a planet, which otherwise wasn’t going to give rise to intelligent life, with something that eventually will... in about a billion years. Why? Fuck if I know, ask God-Paris. Guess those salamanders are gonna be important. I think if you read Threshold as a story which the Voyager crew themselves never understood, where they never even realized there was a story, to them it was just weird stuff happening, then it makes a smidge more sense.

ETA: But, you know what would be funnier? What if that super dilithium isn’t really all that rare, but nobody ever talks about it because whenever anyone tries to use it to reach warp 10, they get salamanders. No matter what. Try to use an automated probe, it just gives you gibberish. Put anything biological that’s multicellular in, you get a salamander. Klingon? Salamander. Vulcan? Salamander. Voth? Salamander. Tholian? They don’t even have the concept of “salamander” in their language, but they got a salamander. The sole function of this super dilithium is to turn people into salamanders, and no one knows why.

[geekinthelowlands]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I am having totally normal amounts of feelings for the new God of War game. It's fine.

1 note - Posted November 17, 2022

#4

16 or 30

16. Where do you feel most at home?

This is... harder than I thought it would be? I don't know it off the top of my head, but when I'm there, I recognize the feeling. Sometimes when it's with certain people, regardless of the physical location. Other times, I can just be alone and relax whatever has knotted itself in my core.

30. What do you do to feel at peace?

Uhhh. Why are these such stumpers?

Listen to music, I guess? Sometimes I can find peace in an activity (like baking), but other times that same activity just infuriates me. What *do* I do to feel at peace?

Fuck.

1 note - Posted September 21, 2022

#3

“Just ask,” she whispered in Sara’s ear in a husky voice as they stared down at the blue and green ball that was Sara’s home planet. “Just ask, and I will spare them all.”

A shiver ran down Sara’s spine as she looked at the planet, spinning on heedless of the danger. Even though she knew she wasn’t looking at her planet, large windows were a ridiculous risk on a spaceship. The screens that surrounded them, however, were so realistic that she couldn’t help the flutter of fear in the pit of her stomach. Her breath caught as Chlo gently trailed the backs of her fingers over Sara’s cheek.

“Aren’t you supposed to offer something else?” Sara’s voice trembled as she turned her head to study Chlo, who gave a soft chuckle as she walked over to lean on one of the screens. Sara resisted the urge to pull her away from the endless black that surrounded them.

“What would I offer that I haven’t already done for you? I have killed and died, making those meaningless sacrifices to prove my love. But to spare a life? To let those live that I think should die is a gift I have given no one else.”

[I don't know what this is, but I just had to write this little snippet. Inspired by this post https://ladyshinga.tumblr.com/post/690808917292351488 ]

1 note - Posted July 27, 2022

#2

I'm on such a different schedule to many of my mutuals, I sometimes wonder what it's like. I know there are people who "queue" things. I don't. I come on this hellsite (affectionate) and go through what people have posted and just... like and reblog as the fancy strikes me.

So, uh, sorry if you follow me and get flooded every night in your sleep XD

2 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Maybe it's because I know that my Tumblr is a tiny corner of the internet where few dare to tread but here is where I feel I can write something.

My brother's birthday is coming up, and with everything that has been ongoing for everyone globally and me personally, the date has been hitting harder this year.

My brother would have been 46 years old on the 15th of this month. What would our relationship look like? Would we have bonded, like my sister and I managed to do once we started to get away from my parents? Would we have lost all touch?

I get a little down when it comes to the anniversary of his death because it's a terrible thing to remember. It's a time period that's engraved deep in my core. But what's worse, in some ways, is coming up to the date of his birth and thinking about all the birthdays I didn't get to celebrate with him. All the happy things I didn't get to share with him.

It's been years, and the grief gets smaller and mostly I'm ok - but it never really goes away. You always miss them, no matter what anyone says.

6 notes - Posted February 12, 2022

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[smitebound]

for what feels like the fifth consecutive time, ezra rolls his eyes. if there's ever a moment for semantics, this isn't it. of course he knows it's more of a scrape and slurp! he's the one who has to do the bloody slurping! but he's not supposed to be a vampire; he's just supposed to be a terrible fucking person. "gods, you're annoying. you know that?" fixing her with a withering stare instead of offering any stupid counterargument to what he's certain she thinks is witty banter, he adds; "feels like i should take a bite out of you just for that, vampire or not." but he won't, and if she hasn't realized that by now... really, it's like she doesn't know anything about him at all. of course, who does? "but... i think i'll stick to sucking the life out of you, instead. blood's not really my thing. now, if you bled tea..." if annoyance had been counted in silver, he would have been rich. scratch that—they both would have been rich. the idea that there's any peace to be had between them has already come back around from rational to amusing—them, really? of all people? they're like oil and water. light and dark. there's nothing remotely compatible to get a foothold in. and still... she's the only option he has. "you could have told me to do the boxes, sure, but i would sooner have thrown the beasts outside to shit. you know, like reasonable creatures. don't know why you couldn't just get them a bloody sand pit in the yard." now who's fixating on the details? if only that's something they could latch onto, instead of... well, irritating each other with. it might be the one thing they actually do have in common, even. but that realization doesn't spark any glow of friendship in him, and he can't imagine it's any different with her. they might as well live on different planets. "look, you can have your psychotic view of the world if you'd like, but in my world, we use the dishwasher properly—to wash the bloody dishes. the cupboards are for the clean ones." it's truly like she picks and chooses her own lifestyle based on what will annoy him most. anyone else, and he would find it impressive... just... does it have to be him she's infuriating? "'course, if you don't like how i'll do it... feel free to take the duty on for yourself. gods know i won't be complaining about kicking my feet up."

               her eyes narrow with an itty bit of suspicion. there's just a hint of too much snark , in ezra's snappy retort. " awfully defense about that one , aren't we. and they don't take bites out of people. it's more so of a scrape and lick , kind of thing ━━ considering that they drink blood. that's literally lore 101. and you act like a vampire trying to deny being one. " now that right there , is a great example on her brother's influence flowing through her thought process. something straight out of his own brain. " i'm not asking to track your location or anything , just that we give little updates here and there. i've already unblocked your number , so long that it hasn't changed. surely , we can both be reasonable about this. "

               even as he goes about his ruckus , analyn bites her cheek to keep her face straight , refusing to let ezra see her crack. and if she weren't already , she's fully convinced that he's the actual worst. being a dick must come naturally for him at this point , there isn't any other viable explanation. or it could be summed to him being some sort of succubus , that fed off of the misery inflicted onto others , as opposed to sex. both explanations checked out , honestly. though before she's got the opportunity to chew him out , he's already reeling himself back in ━━ and agreeing to given chore , of all things ! her mouth falls open in shock and then closes , the process repeating itself a couple of times. once she's managed to form a coherent sentence , analyn's sputtering it out.

               " why wouldn't i be serious ? and don't look at me like that ! i'm being so reasonable here , and that's the thanks i get ? i could've been a prick and told you to do the litter box , or to dust and polish all of the shelves ! " apparently asking for even the bare minimum of ezra is far too much , considering he looks ready to choke her out again. " toss some things into the washer ? as in the my dishwasher ━━ are you actually crazy or what. that's for storing the clean and dry dishes , you heathen. " perhaps there was some truth to his earlier joke and they could never hope for a peaceful mutualism. " you're impossible , you know. don't forget that the door is always wide open. and that you're more than welcome to leave at any time. "

[from-a-reckless-writer]

RE: the tags about being tempted to post a half finished fic and guess the ending, well you are a reckless writer for a reason

this is long overdue, so here have a fic.

It has come to the point that nothing fazes her anymore.

A kidnapping? Been there, done that. It means calling Sam Arias to intimidate the board of members into temporary submission.

An explosion at the office? Just a typical Tuesday. It means relocating to the 23rd floor and sharing the desk with two other interns for 2 months tops.

An assassination attempt? It means bracing herself for at least 3 deliveries of donuts and coffee for the two following weeks that Kara Danvers would be protectively hovering over L-Corp, until her boss snaps and shoos her away back to CatCo.

She’s seen it all, endured it all and she sure as hell is prepared for it all. She’s got three different ironclad statements ready to publish for whatever PR disaster will most likely turn up that week. She’s got contacts from the FBI, DEO, CatCo, Daily Planet, Gotham Gazette-- hell she even has Lillian’s personal cell (just in case the Luthor matriarch ever tries anything y’know? ) and yes, even the number of that 'Mexican place at 5th and Spring, you know the one Kara likes, Jess?'

She’s got two pairs of heels, a raincoat and four sets of outfits neatly folded in a duffel bag, at the back of the office, reserved for any emergency that requires a change of clothes.

The point is, she is an independent Asian-American woman who has worked her ass off for the better part of the decade and has long learned to take no shit from anybody.

Not even stupid superpowered Kryptonians.

See, it takes a lot to be her. It takes unlimited patience to put up with a woman like Lena Luthor, not because she’s a terrible person. Oh no, no, the complete opposite, actually. She is so overwhelmingly kind to a fault, and she doesn’t want nor let anybody see it. It’s infuriating to see sometimes. Okay, fine, she sides with the Krytonian on that one matter. But oh, ho, ho, not today. Today, she’s mad.

She’s livid, actually and it’s all Supergirl’s fault. (and Lena Luthor's too.)

Jess has had her fair share of ‘I-Should-Not-Have-Been-Here’ moments, like that one time she forgot to knock and stumbled unto Lex mid-yell with Lena whose eyes were shimmering but was still keeping a rigid posture.

Or that one time when she thought her boss had long left the office, only to be greeted with quiet sobs and an empty bottle of scotch rolling on the floor. Or that time she happened upon Lena, skirt and sleeves on fire with fumes rising from a green solution.

Apparently, her staff from the lab refused to let her in after three days of their CEO holding herself in isolation with the experiment. Lena had gotten the great idea of smuggling the chemicals to her office instead. Luthors are nothing but determined. Jess still remembers the adrenaline rush of holding a fire extinguisher—as if she were the chosen 5th grader for a school fire drill—and shoving her boss out of the way.

Like she said, nothing fazes her anymore she’s seen it all, except maybe, this one. Yep, definitely this one. This one just made a hot ball of fury unfurl at her very core. This one might just take the cake.

Jess was just going about her day, returned from a hearty lunch and feeling reinvigorated from that dose of sunlight and fresh air. It was a quiet day today, she noticed, which should’ve been a foretelling.

Nothing really is ever quiet. Well, when it comes to L-Corp, at least.

She’s been sitting on her desk for about a good fifteen minutes and finished with screening a few papers from their new contractors, when it occurs to her that the latest blueprints from R&D are still on her desk instead of already being reviewed by her boss.

She grabs the drawing tube and quickly makes for her boss’s private office. They’ve spent enough time with each other that Jess could just come and go as she pleases, instead of having to knock each time. Saves both of their time, that way.

Although, usually, she buzzes through the intercom first to double check, but it was 1:20 P.M and she knows Lena doesn’t have anything scheduled after lunch. So, she pushes the door, confidently strolls in and promptly stops in her tracks.

Jess stops breathing for a moment, blinks once, twice, stares at the scene before her.

Lena Luthor sat atop her work desk; blouse open, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, neck currently being ravaged by Supergirl with legs wrapped around the waist.

She probably should’ve just turned and left while they haven’t seen her yet. That would’ve been the smart decision, right? Yes. Yes, it was so very clearly The Right Decision.

Of course, she doubts she could look Lena in the eye for the next few weeks after that, but at least she wouldn’t know that Jess walked in on them during an er- make-out session? Office tryst? Oh God, she shudders internally. It sounds even worse.

Incident? Yep. Yeah. She’s sticking with incident. Indecent incident sounds more apt really.

She should’ve left. Would have left, if her eyes didn’t just land on the desk—well, more like Miss Luthor’s as- backside—and felt the stirrings of rage make itself known. Because there, underneath Lena���s ass (Backside!! Jess, that’s your boss!) is the squished—probably crumpled—pages of a contract.

A contract they’ve spent 5 months securing!!

Jess decides to do what everyone else would have done in a situation such as this; she clears her throat. Loudly.

Classic move.

Supergirl’s head immediately shoots up and Lena’s eyes snap open.

“Jess!” Supergirl squeaks and she sees the exact moment the realization hits Lena. Her eyes widening at her girlfriend’s exclamation, whips her head to the side, spots Jess, hands scrambling to a panic to close all the buttons of her blouse.

She hears Lena hiss, “Fuck, shit. Oh my God. Shit. How did she even- You have superhearing!!!” as she pushes Supergirl—who lets herself be pushed, stunned by the intrusion, face redder than a tomato.

Lena gets off the desk, fixes herself all the while to futile results. Her hair is tugged down from her usual ponytail, her neck and chest is marked, her lips swollen.

Supergirl's hands twitch at the sides and Jess sees her gulp as blue eyes frantically dart to Lena and her, and then Lena, and then back to her.

Lena finally turns around after those few awkward beats.

"Jess," she begins, clearly trying hard to put on her business bitch persona, but come on, there's a hickey under her jaw for fuck's sake.

"It's not what you-"

Jess doesn’t let her finish, she stomps her way across the office and forcefully puts the drawing tube on the desk. It makes a hollow thump.

“Jess I-”

“Supergirl, do you know how long it takes to finalize a business proposal, pitch it to the board, persuade the board and finally have a contract drawn?”

Supergirl gulps again. Lena’s eyes are wild next to her, she doesn’t like not knowing what the next best move is, Jess knows this all too well.

“Uhhh- no?”

Jesus Christ, you’d think after years of shadowing Cat Grant, she'd had at least learned a thing or two. Then again, if somebody is full on glaring at her after getting caught red-handed, Jess doubts she could answer coherently too.

“That’s right,” Jess says, “You don’t.”

“Jess,” Lena repeats pointedly. She knows that tone. It’s a warning.

“Ms. Luthor.”

A period not a question mark. It’s a challenge.

"I've spent all my evenings working late on that, do you know how many dates I've had to cancel? Just so I can secure a meeting with Qatar and simultaneously sync it with Beijing's time? My boyfriend hasn't seen me in two weeks!” Jess bursts out.

“Two weeks, Supergirl!” She gets close enough to jab a finger to the Girl of Steel’s chest. A feat she will gladly tell all her coworkers later when she’s calmed down enough.

“Not to mention, the 10 other people who worked their ass off trying to make sure that Miss Luthor's presentation is airtight, bulletproof and waterproof!” Lena has the decency to look a little guilty at this point, nothing big though, just a slight tug at her lips, but it was enough for Jess.

“IT TOOK ME 3 FUCKING MINUTES TO PRINT THAT GODDAMN CONTRACT WHICH MIGHT NOT SOUND LONG—” Jess raises a finger in emphasis, “BUT BELIEVE ME WORKING IN L-CORP? A 3 MINUTE DIFFERENCE CAN MEAN AN ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT OR PSYCHOPATH PRESS!”

Supegirl of all people should already know this! For fuck’s sake!

Jess’s chest is heaving. She takes a deep breath, kneads her knuckles to her eyelids, “So, please if you're gonna have sex in the office, please, pleaseeeee clear the desk first. And at least, lock the door.”

She stares them both down, till Lena gives her a solemn nod; cheeks and ears still red. Supergirl squeaks out an, “U-understood, Ma’am.”

“Good. Glad we’ve come to an agreement.” Jess gives them one final nod before finally fulfilling what she came in here to do, “Miss Luthor,” She turns to Lena, “here are the R&D blueprints. Good day, to you Supergirl. I'll be going now. "

When she finally goes home, tells her boyfriend, and wonders aloud if she’ll still have a job the next morning, he tells her she’s such a badass.

And well, Jess can’t disagree with that.

*****

"Did I just- Did I just get yelled at by your secretary?? D-did she just chew us out?"

"She did, and she deserves a raise."