#i had this typed in response to a post and thought i didnt want to get the ire of the blogger and get insta blocked so

[nanalineni]

While I am concerned about many uses of LLMs by students such as those who use them as a research engine or as a verification tool (not what it's made to do ! Will be wrong !) I think the specific example of using it to write assignment is really good and I think that professor spoken about in this tweet

has the correct stance on it. As someone who does teaching, I know from a pragmatic point of view you cannot prevent students from using all the tools they can find –after all I was a student not so long ago and I too was tempted to use the matrix diagonalization tool on my calculator rather than learn how to do the Gauss algorithm by hand. ChatGPT and other similar generative AIs are tools to reformulate your sentences. That's what they do and this they're pretty fucking good at. If a student has the correct ideas with good connections but has difficulty expressing themself for whatever reason (foreign student, learning disability, just a general hard time with words), I think ChatGPT is a fantastic tool to help them show that they understood and can think critically, rather than be stuck of words and a level of language they're struggling to acquire. I had an intern this summer who was fucking brilliant, but she was more brilliant in Portuguese than English, and she used ChatGPT to allow herself to talk as fluently in English in her graded report, and that's the good use of this tool ! Her report will also be useful in my research so I would much rather it was written clearly than that she struggled on turning her sentences correctly between three languages as we were talking mostly in French together.

Another point this raises is the question of what, why, and how we grade work in university especially. If the important part here is the act of production and not the finished product why is it graded ? Why grade students when you're at the step where you want them to understand what they're doing, when grading is meant to evaluate their performance and more importantly is actively used to discriminate between students for more advanced curriculums and for jobs ? And what in the assignment is being graded specifically ? Is it the correctness of the answers, in which case yeah ChatGPT will fuck them up at least 50% of the time. If it is the "quality" of the writing, how is it evaluated exactly if it's a creative class ? Does ChatGPT really deprive students of critical thinking skills if they use it for any reason in a creative writing class ?

Like genuinely don't get me wrong, there are many ways I am against the use of this tool, the concern it raises on workers' rights is up there, the fact that it's so widely used when it has one precise job and will be dangerously wrong for anything else is scaring me, too. But thinking just because a new tool exists, students will lose their ability to think by themselves? Nuhuh I think we're fine on that. I think if anything this allows to catch the cheaters who did anything but work but hid it well more efficiently.

[gunnrblze]

Roommate!Hesh

Hello friends. This is my first actual lil piece of writing I’m posting (in this fandom, on this account lol). I’m debating turning it into a full fledged fic, so if you’re intrigued by that I’d love to know! Not to abase myself or anything, but my writing is quite mid lmfao, I just enjoy my silly thoughts n ideas so here you go :)

•1k+ words, SFW, could possibly be read as some slight stalker-ish behavior if you squint, but nothing actually dark like that! The man is just down bad :(

You weren’t exactly sold on living with a stranger yet. Especially not some army guy, but you had little choice.

Desperately needing a roommate after moving to Santa Monica, a friend mentioning a friend of theirs who has a brother. A brother who happens to be looking for a roommate too.

You trusted your friends judgement enough to pursue the recommendation. Figuring that living with a special forces soldier could either be pleasantly uneventful, or a dumpster fire, based on what you knew of the type.

But David, or Hesh as everyone reportedly calls him, was decent. Clean, respectful, kind when he toured you around the apartment. The near boyish charm that laced itself between his heavy presence may have caught your attention.

But a fling, especially with a new roommate, was not what you needed.

Your room was smaller than his, but having gotten to the apartment second to him, you understood first come first served. You just enjoyed the in-unit washer and dryer and stainless steel appliances, if you were being honest.

The apprehension you had, the hang ups of starting a new chapter, moving in with someone you only just met through a friend of a friend, started to dissipate sooner than anticipated. Instead filled in by a dull surprise.

Hesh worked pretty often, but even when he wasn’t around, it’s as if he were still there.

His section of chores always finished, some of yours even started or done completely for you. You asked him about it after divvying up the household responsibilities, making sure you weren’t confused.

But he insisted it was “no biggie”, he’d just found himself taking the trash out on his way to work. Tidying the kitchen up after he got home in the middle of the night and cooked himself an impossibly late dinner.

Said dinner he left in the fridge the next morning, a sticky note on top explaining that you should finish it up so it doesn’t go bad.

Leftovers usually kept for days though, didn’t they?

His boots by the front door, the smell of his aftershave somehow lingering everywhere throughout the apartment, his hat left in the bathroom and the goddamned coasters that he insisted be used around the living room.

When he wasn’t there, it felt like he was. A ghost permeating the walls. His broad frame, tall and wide, voice deep, green eyes that somehow always landed on you when he was near. They weren’t quite unsettling eyes, they were penetrating. As if he could see what lie inside you, too.

But when he was there, it felt almost arresting. Interrupting. You barely knew him, only lived with him for a few weeks.

But you weren’t sure whether you could tell if it even felt that way anymore.

Anything he bought, you were free to use or eat. Was he just that nice? Your old roommates wouldn’t let you touch their things with a 10 foot pole. But what was his seemed to be yours in a way, too.

You chalked it up to him being an eldest child. But you weren’t merely being treated like a younger sibling.

Your Netflix subscription ended and you didnt want to spend the money to renew it, but it didn’t matter because Hesh had Netflix too. Which meant you had it.

Hesh had every kind of household tool one could need in his toolbox, which meant that you had them now too.

Except you couldn’t use them. Because he’d fix whatever you needed. Hang up any picture frame of yours on your wall as you started to decorate your space. And you merely let him, somehow unable to insist that you could indeed, handle it.

It was only natural when he’d asked if you wanted breakfast one morning, explaining that he made too much food. Too much of your favorite food. Or when he not so subtly watched how you made your tea, filing it away in his brain so he could bring you a cup one day when you were sick in bed.

And then some cough drops. And soup. And cold medicine.

Maybe you felt a bit like a guest at a bed and breakfast, or maybe he was just raised decently.

When the washing machine broke, he took a look at it before you could even bring it up to him, was he listening to you in the laundry room? Hard to say. Fixed it so you could do your loads of laundry.

But not before letting you borrow a t-shirt of his, since all your clothes were dirty, of course. You’d obviously have to wash the one you had on, too.

You thought you were surely screwed when your car broke down outside of work one day. But when you texted Hesh and asked if he knew of a good mechanic. he was, naturally, already in the area just running errands.

So he took a look at your car while you stood to the side and watched. Making a point not to watch his biceps flex around the ring of his t-shirt sleeve, or the way he brushed the sweat off his forehead.

Surely you were paying attention to his explanation of the drive belt in your car being too wore out, and not the way his fatigues stretched over the meat of his thighs.

Why was he in his work uniform if he was just running errands? You didn’t think about it very much.

Your job had been stressing you so much, and it appeared something like second nature for him to wrap you into a hug, rubbing his hand up and down your back, murmuring things that seemed too dulcet for a roommate of hardly even a month to soothe you with. Even though it helped.

He was always there, his magnetism suffocating. But not in the way that two hands might feel around your neck. But in the way the sunshine feels beating down on you. The way you feel tipsy before feeling fully drunk, charged but blissful.

Pleasantly inescapable.

You didn’t really stop to fully question his comforts though, not when he made you a cup of tea and put a movie on in the living room, sitting a bit too close to you.

Not that you minded of course, considering you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder.

And what kind of roommate would he be if he didn’t pick you up and tote you off to your bedroom? He knew you were half awake, and you knew he knew, but it didn’t matter.

With one arm hooked under your knees and the other around your back, your face that didn’t need to be pressed to his chest, it just didn’t matter.

Because what kind of roommate would he be if he didn’t lay you in your bed and cover you up, setting your alarms on your phone so you’d wake up the following morning?

How did he know your passcode? How did he know exactly what alarms you set?

It didn’t really matter to you after he kissed your head goodnight.

[miumura]

BITTERSWEET DELUSIONS — JAY ONESHOT

— you still exist in jay’s world. you’re still here, he believes, yet he doesn’t want to face the real truth. you’ll still stick with him, right?

pairing ⋆ 𖦹 ‧ best friend!jay x best friend!fem reader

(_ _ ) . . z Z % genre : angst, best friends to ???

warnings : mentions of diagnosis of disorder

feat. ᥫ᭡ : jake (enhypen) | word count : 1.4K (1408 words)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 — no way, soph is going on a posting streak??? only the proofreaders remember this fic 🙏 LMAO idk why i didnt post this sooner — i kinda forgot about it and would always scroll right past it in my drafts (or i never see it cause i dont scroll that far down) this has been stuck in drafts since may 25 2023 😊 BUT this is finally released !

"Whoever loses has to buy lunch for the other person!" Your words echoed as you sprinted along the sidewalk. Glancing behind, you noticed Jay's bewildered expression while you dashed ahead. The black cat keychain swung side to side with each stride you took.

"That's not fair! You started running first!" Jay remarked, observing your increasing distance with a smirk. As usual, he swiftly caught up, transitioning from being far behind to directly trailing you. His sudden voice surprised you, causing a gasp to escape your lips.

"How did you—?" Before you could finish, Jay leaped onto you, causing both of you to tumble onto the ground. Instead of getting upset, laughter erupted from both of you. Clutching your sides and still pinned beneath Jay, you playfully nudged him aside.

Feigning offense, Jay's expression elicited more laughter from you. He smiled, captivated by your radiant smile and how you wiped away tears of joy. He wished he could witness this pretty sight every day.

"Shall we start over?" you proposed, smirking once more.

Beep Beep.

Jay's eyes shot open, startled by the sudden sight. He gasped for air, his heart racing. Anxiously, he fumbled for the towel placed beside his bed, using it to dab away the sweat clinging to his forehead. Tossing it back in place, he sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a sense of emptiness wash over him.

Oh how he could wish he could start over with you.

With groggy eyes, he tries to make out the numbers on his digital clock.

9:15 AM.

He sighed, rubbing his eyes. He had another dream about you, a bittersweet one. Or, should he call it a nightmare? Every time he dreams about you, a wave of guilt crushes over him, even if it’s not his fault. Staring at the blank expanse of his white wall, he reluctantly rose to begin his day.

Jay made his way to the bathroom, methodically rolling up his sleeves. As he turned on the tap, he cupped his hands to splash water on his face, revitalizing his senses. Wiping the water off his face, he noticed a new notification on his phone. Curiosity piqued, he glanced at the screen to find a text from Jake, compelling him to click and read the message.

“You wanna meet up?”

Grasping his phone, Jay contemplated his response. After thoughtful consideration, he finally typed out his reply, observing the words before hitting send: "Sure, where?" Suddenly, with a plan to hang out and no longer a day filled with nothing, a sigh of relief escaped his lips. Placing his phone on the counter, he resumed his morning routine, knowing that today held a purpose.

Running a comb through his hair, he meticulously arranged each strand, allowing them to gracefully cascade across his face.

It's a hairstyle you adored on him, often playfully brushing the strands away and commenting on how handsome he looked.

As he selects his attire, he opts for a simple combination of beige pants and a brown cardigan, a wistful sigh escaping his lips.

The colors hold a special significance, reminiscent of the times you praised how well they suited him. In an attempt to hold onto a piece of your presence, he chooses to wear lighter shades day after day.

Preparing to leave the house, he reaches for his cologne, spritzing a few times with a bittersweet smile.

Jay recalls how you held strong opinions about his fragrance choices, finding some too subtle and others too overpowering. However, this particular scent held a special place in your heart, and he remembers the joy it brought you. Since you mentioned it, he always made sure to keep that bottle in his possession, a subtle gesture made solely for you.

Exhaustion engulfed him, as the burden of the world settled upon his shoulders, relentlessly crushing his spirit. The weight of it all became insurmountable, rendering him a prisoner within the confines of his own room.

Every breath felt like a futile struggle, an agonizing reminder of the impossibility of escape from the torment inflicted by your absence.

Ignoring his thoughts, Jay steps outside his house, a rush of nostalgia flooding his senses as he inserts earbuds into his ears. The gentle caress of a fresh breeze momentarily grants him a fleeting sensation of freedom, but it quickly gives way to a surge of overwhelming emotions.

Each stride feels burdened, as if his body rebels against venturing into a world that still echoes with your memory, causing a subtle frown to etch upon his face. It serves as a constant reminder of the connection he once shared, amplifying the weight of your disappearance.

Despite knowing deep down that you wanted something better for him, Jay finds himself trapped in the inability to move on. He's trying with all his might, and today is no exception.

As he crosses the bustling streets, a soft, melancholic melody seeps through his earbuds, the gentle beats mirroring the fragments of you slipping away, gradually causing him to lose himself in the process. The sidewalks grow increasingly crowded, forcing Jay to navigate through the swarm of people, squeezing his way past them in a bid to move forward.

Placing his earbuds back into their case, he retrieves his phone and scrolls through his contacts until he finds Jake's name. With a mix of anticipation, he dials the number and brings the phone to his ear, the ringing echoing on the other end. His gaze scans the surroundings, desperately searching for any sign of his best friend's familiar presence.

Amidst the sea of faces, Jay's eyes lock onto a figure in the distance, stirring a glimmer of hope within him. Squinting, he desperately tries to discern the features, momentarily believing it to be Jake. But as he looks again, his heart sinks. It's not Jake; it's someone else entirely. Yet, their back, the way they stand, the clothes they wear—everything resembles you, frozen in time since the day you vanished. His eyes widened in disbelief, momentarily forgetting the call with Jake.

It was you.

There was no denying that that black keychain was yours, you guys had matching ones.

He could spot it anywhere, he knows.

Igniting an urgent determination, Jay pushes through the crowd, disregarding the pleas of his best friend on the other end of the line. He runs closer, his voice cracking as he calls out, desperately pleading for people to clear a path, oblivious to their bewildered gazes and startled reactions.

All that matters in that moment is the possibility of finding you, of reuniting, even if just for a fleeting second.

“Y/N!”

No response.

“Y/N!”

No response still. Just you moving farther and farther from him.

Farther.

and Farther.

He's on the verge of reaching you, his heart pounding in his chest, but among the overwhelming crowds flooding the streets, he loses sight of you. A rasping cough escapes his throat, his vision blurred by tears, and the last glimpse he ever catches is of your retreating back.

All he could see was your keychain, swinging from side to side. But this time, he couldn’t chase after you.

He can’t see your face again, can’t hear your laugh again, and can’t hear you request for another race.

You had won.

You had finally won the race.

So, why do you keep leaving him?

Why can't you simply return and reassure him that everything will be alright?

“Jay? Jay, listen to me.” a voice pierces through the haze, calling him back to reality.

He lifts his gaze from the black cat keychain in his hand, finding his psychologist looking at him with a gentle smile.

Confusion mingles with emptiness as he sits in the suffocating confines of a small room, engaging in a conversation he has no desire to partake in.

"Where's Y/N?" he finally manages to utter, his voice tinged with desperation, causing a slight frown to crease the psychologist's brow.

"She's not here anymore, Jay," the psychologist responds, and an irritated expression flickers across Jay's face, disbelief etched in his features.

"No, she is. She's still here!" he insists, his voice growing louder, his anxiety showing up with his bitten, peeled lips. "You just don't understand!" He confronts his helper with a mix of aggression and frustration, seeking validation.

“She’s going to come back. I just saw her earlier—even though she disappeared before I could talk to her, I know she’ll come back to see me.”

His psychologist sighs, holding onto their clipboard. Clicking onto their pen, they swiftly scribbled the words:

Delusional Disorder.

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[jugsonmydick]

I don't believe that this is a kink, dude...maybe you're just a run of the mill, creepy male rapist. The loser bi chicks in your inbox believe that this is a kink, but I doubt any normal person would. I think you really ARE a dangerous male. This is reality. This is who you are. Your masturbatory fantasies confirm you to be inhuman, because all rape lovers surrender their humanity via their arousal towards stripping someone else of their body and their own right to it. Those who claim that their violent rape fantasies are simply fantasies are trying to preserve their own sanity and supposed innocence. I don't feel sympathy for you, but in that same vein, i couldn't possibly imagine what would drive someone to these fetishes and ways of thinking. Similar blogs focused on raping lesbian women also vex me, but at the same time, don't as much as yours does. The way you type is very distinct, and in a way, it sounds like you are trying to sound "dumb." Is this also a part of your fetish? Sounding like a "dumb woman" while talking about raping trans men and lesbians? Perverted trans women are the same as every other man; fathers, brothers, uncles, male friends, strangers, because they are all cabable of fetishizing rape and women's suffering. They "live" as one, but they cannot see that they are real. You want jugs on your dick, but are unable to humanize the women that you stroke your dick to. You don't see yourself as having sex with another humam being. I would not even be generous enough to say that you objectify women with what you post. You talk about women like weird animals. How does someone live this way without becoming a suicide statistic? Do you think if your mother had a glimpse into the future of her son that she would not have taken a knife to her own stomach and torn you out of her body? Have you considered that your mother, as a woman, has always been and always will be terrified of men like you? That all women are? Do you think she would have wailed in horror at the nauseating thing her son would become? It is not my intent to try and change you because I feel as though that is not my responsibility, nor is it possible, I just need to know if you are self-aware or not. You sound like an insane perverted man, and if you're not on the sex offender registry now, you will be. I understand if this ask is embarrassing, but most people would agree that you belong in a padded room. Apologies for any typos I may have made, and though this might come off as aggressive, it comes from a place of genuine curiosity, fear, a bit of disgust, frustration, but not genuine malice/ill intent. Please post this and respond! That is all I ask.

hi, uh, wow. i didnt see this till now. normally i would type out a big, thoughtful response full of lots of synapse-frying pornlingo but in this case i think it would be more frustrating for you if i kept it short and sweet and just straight up told you "hi! this made my dick hard. you should dm me so that i can turn my brain off and jerk off to your pretty face while you keep yapping off words that go in through one ear and out the other. 😇"

[kittycatred]

watching your process with making the ghost live is honestly kinda amazing-

AWWHWH THANK YOU SO MUCH ???? (sorry im using this as an excuse to ramble now about my story stuff for this blog :3)

ive been half worried that its too obvious im making it up as i go or that i dont have anything planned for it, and i actually nearly held off on this arc for a bit longer

cause around the beginning of this blog, right around when i started the minecraft saga is when i had the idea of "ooh red's been possessed twice in canon, i should make them possessed again on the blog !!"

and fun fact: after the cave saga, i half debated on keeping red in minecraft longer, and finding a portal that then took them back to monster school, and i half debated on would herobrine possess them again ?? but i was super unsure so i had red go home, and because that saga i just wanted it to end at that point lmaoo

and ive had the idea, until yesterday with the rain in red's room i was trying to think of a way to make it go away without just "oh it randomly went away" just cause i like to be silly with stuff if i can think of it !! then i thought "ooh this would be a perfect setup for the possession stuff !!!"

and i was trying to figure out what could possess red, i considered herobrine but like i said ooc in tags a bit ago he's semi canonically redeemed, or atleast not an active threat from helping with fighting king and being a teacher at monster school and i had no idea how to spin that around (and...i dont know how id roleplay herobrine too LMAO)

i considered minecraft mobs, not any specific ones, but because of the cave arc red wouldnt be going in minecraft alone for awhile and it wouldnt make sense for a random mob to show up so that wasnt done

so then i thought....hmmm what if i make a ghost character ??? no plans, just a ghost stick figure, that possesses red, except in contrast to how red types and red's personality, ill make them kinda like a polar opposite to red ??

that was my ONLYYYY BASIS

and like red i can be impulsive so i went with it

annnd....wanna know another secret ?? :3

these posts ( 1 2 3 4 ) WERE ALL IMPROVED. ENITRELY.

all i knew was "okay red's gonna meet the ghost, and gain enough trust with it to sleep and then the ghost will possess him"

literally after i drew one thing, i had no plan i just kept trying to base off "hmm what can i do heree ??" and same with the dialogue (that im too scared to reread because i made all that at midnight and i glanced and saw one grammar mistake but i dont wanna remake those posts or edit themmm sooo </3)

but it wasnt until the 3rd post where i had the idea of ghostie pointing out red's insecurities as to why theyd make the deal in the first place, because in the post of red talking about being a cat in response to cho's ask, they were a little vulnerable at the end and were all "i hated it because i was coddled !! not cause i hate the attention but i want to be capable of myself !!" sorta thing until they switched topics instantly thats another idea i wanted, of diving deep into red's insecurities but i didnt wanna repeat of "reds all nighter crashout" as to seeing red's thoughts so i decided to mash those concepts together :3

another scrapped idea i had, was building off of red's whole "floaty hands and anon things ?? im either crazy or these are ghosts !!" and i nearly had "ghostie" talk to red at first in the form of asks, since you can send asks to yourself, but i felt like that would get confusing that its a character im playing and not an actual anon

and building off of that idea aside from the anon asks part, i almost had ghostie try to "befriend" red at first, and then red would open up to them throughout the night and then theyd offer the "i can help with that!!" then possess them the next morning

buuut im really glad that my direction with making ghostie a character is going well !!! because it is entirely improved from the second i start typing LMAO

which, i do improv alot for red !! given it is a roleplay blog alongside askblog, but i am just super glad im not fumbling too bad with improving and ENTIREEE CHARACTER as i go :'D

this is. a very huge ramble my bad.

but as you can tell i think ALOT about this blog, and even though it is quite literally in character for red anyways, once i finish one story/arc thing i always try to come up with the next thing, even if it means improving as i go like if i didnt go with this arc, the other plan i had was involving the monster school students, i 100% want to have red interact with them sometime still, i just 1) dunno how to draw them easy enough to redraw alot and 2) i dunno how to roleplay as them YET. but im so glad i finally got to do the possession arc AND also have red face their insecurities, because the thing about red, or how i write them here, is they will be avoidant as EVER in expressing sappy deep emotions, but in the way of "everythingggg is fineee wooo!!!" sorta thing or brushing them off, thats why for me to deep dive into red's thoughts i had to have them pull an all nighter last time /silly

quite honestly 80% of this blog is me looking at past little things here and stringing them together like one of those conspiracy bulletin boards, but its so fun to just improv build off of prior things, which i was SUUPER hesitant on at the start of this blog but now its just super fun for me !!! literally ill go around thinking of how to incorporate as much as i can to tie everything together on this blog, the only thing i havent been able to do that with is the ruben's lead bodysuit saga a LOOONG while back but ill probably come up with something or how to end that, since rocketcorp isnt so much of a threat anymore ?? for now atleast. but ill figure that out sometime

OKAY ILL ACTUALLY END THE RAMBLE HERE THOUGH sorry i just. think alot. BUT IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE HOW IM IMPROVING GHOST !! :3

[sleeplesssoporific]

Hello!! I have seen your hybrid AU and i am in love!! I love hybrid AUs so much and the idea behind it! And yours is very cool! I like the idea that you made wwx a bunny instead of a fox! Makes it very interesting and emphasizes his role(servant) much more if he is a "harmless" bunny surrounded by these mystical animals (dragon for lwj and lan) . Idk, i jus rly like the idea!

And i have also jus had some ideas but would rly like to hear your ideas for this AU!

It would be funny when wwx reincarnates that mo xuanyu (did i write that right?) Was a fox or smth, cuz, idk ,, ,

Or ! Ive thought about wwx being a bunny, and bunnies normally like have strong kicks, and it would be interesting if wwx didnt use kicks in his fighting style, cuz he was a little bit stunted in his potential by the jiang? And their style doesnt support kicking and footwork as much or smth,

Aa idk i jus rly like hybrid AUs and i didnt even consider wwx being a bunny and jus the juxtapostion of mystical hybrids and normal animal hybrids and thats such a cool wordlbuilding idea!! Love that so much,

I would rly love to hear more ideas or even rambling from you if you want, cuz i am very interested in this concept!!

(So sorry for rambling, i jus have a lot of thoughts, and didnt know how else to show you, that someoone (me) is very interested and fascinated by this au. + !! I saw your post with tiger wwx!! And you are the reason i read that fic and it was amazing!! So thank you for sharing it !!)

Hello hello! Thank you for the ask!!! :D <3

I LOVE that you caught on to the emphasizing the whole son of a servant thing because I was TOTALLY thinking about that when assigning shifting forms to people/clans. I feel like people would absolutely jump (heh) at any chance to have a like... physical reason to put him down? Like something that visibly puts him apart from everyone else. Not to mention the fact that it would also affect how well they think he can fight!!

As for your ideas/questions:

Honestly, idk whether WWX would reincarnate as a fox or another bunny. Part of me wants to do a fox because that would just be another way in which he changes, and it's interesting to think on how that would effect him. The other part of me thinks it would be really funny for him to still be a rabbit because I'm SURE the rumors of what his shifter form was would change after death. Like, "Oh, Wei-qianbei don't you miss being a bear/lion/demon shifter, now that ur just a bunny :/" and he's like "What???".

THE HOW IT WOULD INFLUENCE HIS FIGHTING IS AN AWESOME IDEA- HE WOULD TOTALLY BE REALLY GOOD AT KICKING AND ALL! Idk really anything about the style of fighting they use in mdzs, but I do feel like kicking someone in the middle of a sword fight would be considered like.... at least a mildly dirty trick to use (ignoring that one frame in the tv show where LWJ kicks the shit out of Xue Yang). So that would be interesting too! Like would other people consider him using his natural strengths cheating? Idk!

Also really interesting point about the Jiang style and clan styles- I think they would def be more suited for the types of shifters they are!! And WWX might have to mess with the style or create his own because of that, so that his fighting skills are not stunted. YOU'RE MAKING ME HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS AH

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL UR IDEAS AND I LOVE LOVE LOVE THAT YOU ARE AS INTERESTED IN THIS AU AS I AM!!!!! PLS LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE THOUGHTS ON THIS TOO IM SO INVESTED NOW

(Also pls don't apologize for rambling!! I feel like from my response you can tell that I LOVE when people send asks like this!! + YIPPEE!!! IM SO GLAD U LOVED THE FIC I LOVED IT TOO!!! <3 <3 <3 :D )

[presiding]

I'm not a new follower and I've been here long enough but i do have a relatively bad memory

So I've wanted to ask, what's your opinion on "Dishonored: death of the outsider"?

Right now I'm replaying Dishonored games not in the release order, i already finished DH2 and started Daud dlcs. Maybe I'll go for vanilla DH later

But thoughts about going through death of the outsider again makes me feel something that i can't explain... 😬

It has some interesting ideas but antagonists are underused. Locations repeat a lot. And Billie herself deserved SO much better than whatever is going on with her character

I'm genuinely debating if i should revisit *this* one or pretend that DH2 is the last game. I know that some people love DOTO but i can't find strength in me

love to chat about death of the outsider, ty for the ask!

i feel your pain. it's the one game i struggle to revisit. but! i was thinking about your points and how DotO has the feel of budget cuts.

it's been about a year since my last DotO post - so, essay time -

a measured response to common DotO criticisms

(the thousand bugs of dishonored 2 I had borne as I best could, but when doto ventured upon sidelining billie and retconning daud's arc I vowed revenge*

*can't resist a cask of amontillado joke

criticism is easy and creation is hard, so, if this isn't the type of response you wanted, you can read my other DotO posts:

how i'd write death of the outsider

that post i did after trying to play doto a third time and couldn't make it past the opening scene (you might like my tags on this re: your comment "makes me feel something i can't explain")

billie lurk as a nonprotagonist & misogynoir (more on this below...)

gonna leapfrog off your comments cause I agree!

antagonists are underused/locations repeat a lot.

who is steering the boat?

let's start up at the top; everything stems from there.

DotO was caught up in ownership/transition issues. here's an article about harvey smith and raphael colantanio at that time. if you didnt know, colantonio is the main founder of arkane (semi-related but just for fun look his appearance up then go through arkane's protags and tell me what you notice...).

quote from harvey smith re: DotO -

“Then, just as I move back, [Colantonio is] announcing that he’s leaving. Going forward, I’ll focus more and more on the Austin studio and what we’re going to do there. Death of the Outsider is my wrapping up with the guys in Lyon – the first half of that we planned together while I was living there, but the second half was worked on while I was living in Austin. I’ve been communicating with them through video conferences and stuff, so they carry a lot of the load of the second half of it.”

so the founder jumped ship and the co-creative director has to step away from his usual position (over to sinking ship Austin). meanwhile, DotO is still in development. i'm a big believer in people making art, and not companies (even in this article Smith acknowledges much of their "secret sauce" can be traceable to specific devs but i digress)

$$$ kaching - some speculation

on the note of founders - past this point in arkane's history (ie. the main founder stepping back), arkane would have been being primed for sale. this translates to high scrutiny on project expenditure (such as hiring cheaper early career staff, hiring less workers, denying your best staff raises causing them to leave and hiring cheaper workers in their place, etc) to make the company's EBITDA look more appealing to buyers (briefly, its the piece of paper that proves you're profitable). based on speculative timelines, from a purely $ perspective within the first year of dh2 being released is when you'd be looking to slim down your capitalised expenditure (aka: cutting staff while the revenue is at a peak to make number go brr and make your company look like a better investment) because to maximise the profit of a company's sale, you really have a great track record for a few years.

this is purely speculation based on timelines. companies are very careful to hide when they're doing this, ideally they want ~3 years of a great track record (and staff that will keep working their hardest).

big goals and no money

DotO was meant to be a two-part DLC like the Dh1 DLCs, so shout out to what could have been made if their original pitch had worked.

On locations & antagonists & budget - this dev's site discusses the Conservatory level in game AND specifies it was budget constraints being the reason for cutting off traversable area from that mission. Great link for comparing the original level & the DotO version, especially re: your point about reused assets/levels.

We could pick other examples here but this post is already long so -

Billie herself deserved SO much better than whatever is going on with her character

i would forgive this game anything if there was any good billie storywriting.

:')

its never just the writers

after revisiting articles to fact-check for this essay, i've seen a lot of articles blaming writers by name (you didn't do this anon which i love <3)

games are made by teams, and decision making is generally done top-down, so blaming individual contributors is shit. 1) writer's pay isn't good enough to cop this kind of abuse. 2) it's rarely in their control - you can write a beautiful scene only to have that level cut due to costs (etc), and then you need to work out how to make the story make sense. ideation & decision-making are separate and i guess 'this idea was [X]'s' should not be mistaken for 'this is the fault of [X]'s.'

on hiring fans (& imm-sim writing strategies)

the new writers [...] already had an idea of the world, as they’d seen it from the outside, as fans. “These are all people that knew this world we had created and they took it as canonical, as the gospel. Whereas, for us, it was bits and pieces we’d made up along the way.”

as someone who used to hire writers, and i promise this isn't in bad faith: don't hire fans unless your priority is cost then, sure, fans are likely to put in overtime (and not be in a position in their career where they can ask for higher remuneration - they'll pay the passion tax to be involved).

writers (esp new career writers) have to be open to receiving feedback assuming healthy/functional processes, and being a fan makes that harder because you care more. and, as a fan, you know what loose ends exist and that's where you'll naturally jump to, even though writers should start with target audience and branding, and build from there. if i expand on this i'll get offtopic so let's keep going!

DotO feels lifeless because it doesn't add anything to the DH universe, it only takes away by closing storylines without the satisfaction of closure. sure, stuff was added - the cult subplot, locations, some NPCs/enemies, etc. but they feel like part of the objectives, not part of the dishonored universe. you can feel the decision-making process when you play: there's a feeling that the priority was to finish the assets required for missions, instead of writing a story that feels immersive.

compared to standard videogame writing, where you can generally get away with "everything you touch and read relates to your objectives as the protagonist", as an imm-sim writer, you need to focus on:

how does this text build the universe so that the player feels like they're only seeing a small part of the world?

of course - this is difficult with budget/time concerns. i've said it before but this is part of why we rarely have games as rich as dishonored 1 & 2, because imm-sim design philosophy flies against the current videogame industry trends of microtransactions & cheap-to-make addictive mobile games. given a tight budget you focus on the high level story, but player immersion is a function of details.

most likely, dh2 was the end of an era. typing that out makes me sad.

what did the devs say about writing billie

*breathes deeply*

the death of the outsider protag was originally pitched as being about a regular human, someone not related to emily and corvo but instead an overseer or a brigmore witch. daud was also pitched.

this could have worked! really cool to have a nobody, or a heretic, or an overseer, be involved with the death of a god. and i've mentioned before that storywise DotO's protag could have been anyone (i think i made a joke about wyman? hah) and wouldn't change the story much, bar some daud bits.

quote from the same article:

eventually Arkane settled on Billie Lurk, Emily's companion from Dishonored 2. [...] Bakaba tells me that because Billie had already received her redemption arc in Dishonored 2, Death Of The Outsider's story could be about something more than that.

welp.

so there's two things here - a redemption arc claim, and DotO's actual story.

in addition to not being the first pick, the view was that billie's story was over. i question the 'redemption arc' claim - sure, billie helps the protag in dh2 but after her confession, if you tell her she's changed, she brushes it off and you part awkwardly without forgiving her... does that count? if a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound? if a character redeems themselves but the story never tells you, are they redeemed?

billie's role in dh2 isn't really that different to the dlcs, where she follows you around being Mr Exposition while withholding a LOT of information that could have actually helped the protag. given DotO's plot, going after the killer who shaped her doesn't scream 'reformed' either. ludonarratively speaking, the lack of chaos implies billie never changed from being a callous killer - which i'm not against, it would have been a cool story.

and! contrast this with daud who already had his redemption arc!

When first conceptualising Death Of The Outsider in around 2014, Smith and Duval knew they wanted two things: Billie Lurk being used to get to The Outsider himself, and closure for Dishonored villain (and later ally) Daud.

in the two DLCs, as we know, he comes to realise his actions sucked, and as the player you actively make things right (related: my post about ludonarrative dissonance in dh2). so if billie had "already received her redemption arc", why was this another daud story?

imo this isn't a budget issue but a misogynoir issue. "we want this story to be not about the protagonist so any random NPC will do, how about we go with billie lurk and get a black woman as a dishonored protag?" this logic, which is what i'm reading of the above two quotes, feels frustratingly tokenistic when she's an established character with a rich background. it's an example of surface level diversity because DotO is not about her by arkane's own admission. it's a similar vibe to the companies who say they have a diverse team but you check their staff page and all the people of colour have 'assistant' in their title and the board is all white, so it's not people of colour who are driving the business. maybe this was entirely by accident but these accidents add up to systematic failure - billie gets her own game but never her own story. it feels like she got assigned the caretaker role for these two guys. great.

for fairness, let's compare to dh2. corvo & emily are relatively hands-off protags in terms of their ongoing thoughts about their surroundings and the lore placement about them specifically is sparse, and this style continues in DotO. the issue is the core narrative: corvo & emily are both the protagonists of their story in the sense that dh2's story reflects their goals ("take back what's yours"), whereas Billie is an established character who has arguably little reason to go along with each mission. worse, the main plotline she's literally forced into going along with. in the opening scene billie gets assaulted and still helps the guy who assaulted her.

fundamentally, DotO's narrative is not about billie but about daud and the outsider, and this article makes clear that was by design.

whats the takeaway

DotO is the weakest entry in the Dishonored series for most people, and blaming budget & a corporate changeover makes me feel... uh well it doesn't really help me tbh but your mileage may vary. it does interest me to think about what we could have had!

for me, my opinion is that if writing billie was a priority (link to my own post where i describe the feeling of playing doto as someone interested in billie) arkane would have made it a priority, even amidst constraints. billie's redemption arc was not resolved imo, and putting her in a game without a chaos system feels like as much a backwards slide for her as daud's plotline to kill the outsider was for his arc.

we absolutely 🤝 on not being in a rush to play the game again.

on the upside. dishonored 2 is a really wonderful game and i love it very much.

[hollow-vok]

"Crown Prince Sigmund was nothing but a sensible young man. [...] he was supposedly an excellent administrator, and would be an excellent king, and no one cared anything about him."

- Uprooted, Chapter 3

Well, I do care about Sigmund quite a lot so here are some sketches of the Uprooted brothers and my headcanons !

Marek (left) and Sigmund (right)

(That is not a definitive design for Sigmund, he still doesn't look exactly how I see him in my head)

Im pretty sure Marek was 28 in canon and I hc that Sigmund is around 3 or 5 years older than him but he looks a little older cause of all of the weight he has carried throughout his life, by being the Crown Prince and his personal life issues...

Here is another sketch, some years after the incident of the Queen. Sigmund is trying to talk with Marek but his little brother doesn't want his comfort.

(Im not showing the full sketch cause I didnt use a reference so the anatomy is not very nice)

I hc Sigmund had a hard childhood, even before the disappearance of their mother, because he had to act like an adult when he wasn't and he always felt like he had to take responsability for everything. It got worst of course after what happened with the Queen; I think Marek was a very "difficult" child (he just didn't have the resources to deal with his mental health, just like Sigmund but in a different way), no matter how hard the Crown Prince tried to be of comfort to him Marek always pushed him away, and I like to hc that Marek became aggressive towards Sigmund many times when they were growing up, some times even Sigmund was afraid of what Marek could do (it became a very toxic siblings relationship) but he kept trying and trying to be by his brother's side, and maybe at some point Sigmund just stopped trying, but he wished very often that their relationship were different.

Sigmund was the type of person who would keep everything inside until he felt it was safe enough to let it out, but he always did it in silence, where no one would see him, and that is why Marek never truly saw how he felt, or maybe Marek did but he didn't want to acknowledge it.

I also hc that Sigmund looks a lot like their father, and of course Marek like their mother :')

But I just thought about this: Sigmund had straight hair like their mother (honestly I dont remember if it was mentioned how her hair was but I want to hc this) and that Marek has his hair like his father (when the dad was younger) but as it was mentioned in the book, Marek was as blonde as her but I think Sigmund had it slightly darker like the father.

I don't know what else to add, to end this I want to say that Sigmund deserved more scenes and to see his children grow

That's all, here is a sketch of the brothers that I already posted before (set before their mother's lost)

"I love you Harvey, I don't care" (Harvey - Alex G)

[againaweasel]

002 for remus please

Thank you for the ask!!

How I feel about this character: 

My ultimate favourite character in everything. The standard to which all characters are judged. My Roman Empire.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

Tonks

James potter

Benjy fenwick

Peter Pettigrew (sorta)

Emmeline Vance (but only in But He Didnt Want The Moon tbh)

Frank and Alice Longbottom as long as it’s at the same time (I haven’t thought about it too hard but I know I’m right)

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

His and Sirius’ deliciously complex post - POA friendship

The marauders as a unit

With James

With peter

With Kingsley

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

He fawns or flights as a trauma response. It doesn’t mean he’s not developed as a character or not 3- dimensional if he doesn’t fix things with his fists or going off in violent rages. Man is terrified of confrontation and people pleasing to an absolute fault and people get hurt because of it.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

His arc is greatly restricted by the fact he dies in DH. It’s already a fairly ambitious thing to attempt to pull off with an adult side character that Harry can only really see 3 times a year and who isn’t the type to share his every thought, but the fact it ends and there’s no further prospect for growth off screen is detrimental to the whole thing.

He should have had the chance at recovery and healing by living a life with Tonks and working through issues rather than running away from them. I understand that he doesn’t because war isn’t that kind, but still.

my OTP

Remus x Tonks all day every day

my cross over ship:

I don’t think I have one, sorry.

(Remus and Vision. Are they too similar? yes. Do I care all that much? No. I love them both so I will make them kiss like lil Ken dolls)

a headcanon fact:

He’s not great at growing facial hair. That moustache in PoA? The only thing he can grow that’s not incredibly patchy.

He’s also a vegetarian after spending the year in Greybacks camp

[starkool]

Could you write an Orpheus x reader fic where the two of them are unknowingly pinning over each other? Have a wonderful day/night too!

OMG. yes. tysm.

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+ Halloween special?? (it dosent have any halloween things. i actually planned to post this yesterday)

Pairing: Orpheus (IDV) x GN! Reader

Warnings: None really, just some oblivious mess of a fic lol. And some grammar mistakes ofc

Word count: Idk man i aint counting this shit... (i only know this is probably my longest work yet...)

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You arrived at the manor a few weeks prior, and so far, it's been nice. Most of the other survivors were nice, teamwork for matches were there, (even if sometimes it didnt really work out and you and the 3 others had a shameful lose.) it felt better than your old life to be precise.

But there was this one survivor that had peaked your interest. That survivor being none other than Orpheus himself. He was a quiet individual, sure, but whenever he spoke his voice felt like silk, something you could listen to for hours and hours without a stop.

You wanted to get closer to him, to get to know him better. But you didnt want to come off as rude or obnoxious. So you did what any other normal person would do who's afraid of making the first move. You wrote a letter.

The handwriting was 'neat' in youre opinion, the contents... probably okay. You were just waiting for his response.

You werent sure that if he took you up on the offer to be friends, or he would just nit-pick your wording and grammar, but your heart told you it's worth a shot.

And indeed was it worth it.

At first it was obvious he was hesitant to meet, but after a few meetings/'hang outs' as you called it, he realized you werent so bad after all.

You two quickly clicked. You two had similar interests, similar type of 'humor', and it just felt so perfect for you.

And you hoped it would be the same feeling for him too.

"[Y/N]?"

You're head perked up as you heard his beautiful voice. Your name rolling perfectly off his tounge.

"Yes, Orpheus?"

You question.

God, how much he loved your voice.

At first he wasn't that much of a fan of you, but now, he would do anything to just merely be in your presence.

"I have a question for you."

You raise an eyebrow at that. What does he have to know?

"Hit me."

You respond

"What is youre favourite color?"

"Uh... [Favourite color]. Why?"

"Oh nothing. I was just curious."

He responds.

In reality, he just wants to learn about you. Anything in general.

Whatever you say he memorizes. Or writes it down somewhere. It may sound stalker-ish but when you're stuck in a manor where you're being hunted down by monsters and where you might go nuts, it dosen't really matter.

And most of the days just went like this. Orpheus or you popping up in eachothers spaces to ask questions about eachother, or just talk.

The other survivors were practically begging you to get together with Orpheus, appearently you and him are 'All over eachother', which is not true!

You two only hang out. And talk all the time. And team up during matches. And save eachother without a second thought even if it meant one of you'd lose the match. And share food with eachother-

Okay now thats pretty sus in reality...

And that's when you realized for once. (And finally.)

You like... No. You love Orpheus.

After you realized... you... kind of kept a distance between him and you.

You just didnt know what to do with these new feelings. They are foreign. New. Whatever you want to call it, but its not familiar.

And of course, this action did not go unnoticed by Orpheus, see, he is a really attentive person, he 'knows these stuff', as you told him once

Whenever he called your name, or even tried to get in your personal space, you moved away or just simply ignored him.

Which did not sit right with him at all.

You two got along so well, what happend?

Did he do something wrong?

Did he offend you with something he said?

He knows he can be blunt but did he hurt you??

Needless to say he was confused. Very confused.

So one day, he decided to write a letter.

If he wrote you didnt have a chance to runaway... right?

And the letter was... detailed. Way too detailed.

He wrote about his worries that he offended you, he asked why are you ignoring him and if he did something wrong, and he said he misses you.

When you read the letter that got pushed trough the small space under your door, you didnt know how to take it.

Did this mean he likes you too? Or what does this mean..?

Let's say you wrote a letter back. But you were way bolder.

You poured out your heart into that letter, you told him how much your heart aches whenever you cant see him, but you realized these strange feelings that kept bugging you.

That you love his silky voice, whenever he talks it felt like a lullaby to you that you could just sleep on without a care in the world.

And when HE read the letter he was flabbergasted. No better or worse word to describe it.

After thinking deeply and reading your letter over and over again, he realized it too.

What he felt inside his stomach whenever you two were close wasn't only friendship. It was love.

He finally realized, you did too.

So he wrote a letter back, again.

Confessing that he felt the same, and that you two should meet up already because he misses you.

In the end... You two confessed the same way you two's friendship started to bloom.

[mabzgonmad]

Agent Phoenix head canons (real not fake but cringe)

Hi tumblr. This is my first text post don’t make fun of my poor outlining 💔

ok so i feel i should section this i have a lot to say

hopefully this is entertaining..btw a lot of this is based on my own personal actions when playing as the Phoenix also I’m not completely set on a lot of these

Sections:

- kinesium and communication

-communication generally

-sexuality / gender

-appearance

-relationships (still not 100% on these)

Kinesium and Communication

We should note that Phoenix (gonna call him AP from now on for simplicity sake) is completely mute minus a few noises such as coughing or gasping.

Also note that Roxana Prism doesn’t even know the full power that kinesium can have when harnessed by a person such as AP. (We know this from her remark of shock at the very end of IEYTD 3)

The agency being full of people with kinesium in there head giving them the ability to use telekinesis means all of them are connected in a way. AP is able to use the connection of all the kinesium to communicate telepathically with anyone in the agency. The first time they did this is was to The Handler on one of their early missions. They had no idea they could do it and actually they were calling handler a bad name. Once the handler just heard a voice in his head replying to what he said to AP he thought he was going crazy. AP didnt know how they did it and they eventually sat down with handler and they figured it out. AP eventually was able to regularly reply to the handler during missions and communicate with more ease to fellow agency members.

Outside of people with kinesium in their brains, AP uses sign language. Though they will only do this if they absolutely need to talk to someone outside of the agency. When it comes to Zor members they will refuse to reply to them at all. They will make rude hand gestures or faces in response, no coherent replies to anyone.

This is with exception to Dr.Prism. They regularly tried to reason with or converse with her specifically in Mission KBOOM. Dr.Prism doesn’t have kinesium in her head (i think?) so they used sign language to talk to her. She would know ASL because i think id be agency policy for the sake of deaf agents and AP.

Example of AP using sign to communicate. (I think here, they didnt want handler to know their reply but wanted to reply… by thinking of responding to handler he accidentally let him know what they said.. lol)

Sexuality and Gender

I don’t think AP would care enough to consider labeling their own gender or sexual orientation.

But they know they don’t identify with any gender and are gender less but do not mind being called “he”

So in simple terms they use They/He pronouns

As for sexuality, they like someone romantically once in a blue moon, and even then they arent very expressive about it. They knows from his like maybe 3 crushes in their life, they like whatever and whoever as long as they fit his type (No clue what his type is!! Probably;y more masculine people low key. Men kisser.)

Appearance

They look like this to me 😍

Gorgeous ain’t he?

Relationships

Bullet points for here bc im getting lazy

-Handler

they’re bestie baes! Honestly best buds! They’d kill for each other !

-John Juniper

homosexual.

-Fabricator

any conversation between them would be full of “KYS” “NO YOU KYS!!”

-Dr.Prism

enemies to besties basically

-Dr Zor

violent and evil dynamic happening here. Nothing but hatred between these two.

I care not for thinking about anymore or any other characters!

OK TY FOR READING THIS IF YOU READ IT ALL SORRY THE IEYTD BRAINROT IS REAL LOVE YOU

[mtcorpse]

am 'transmasc nonbinary', so, exactly the type you are not attracted to, and i want to say i thought your reblog was fine & didnt deserve that response. im in a glass house myself but im ngl i do cringe hard at the amount of mega subby detrans kink 'cuntboy' ftms especially in st4t. if i go on a dating app and the people there automatically expect me to be feminine and submissive, that pisses me off! i'd be fed up with the people who expect/want that from me and i probably wouldn't be nice about it. frankly you're more empathetic than i would've been and with no ill will towards the person you were arguing with i think she shouldn't have singled you out when you weren't even the one who made the post in the first place. you shouldnt keep worrying about it. or maybe do, its pretty fembrained to worry incessantly about having offended others and lowered their opinion of you

tbh i have no actual problem with transmasc nb’s either if they’re cool people & even almost dated & had strong feelings for one at one point & still good friends with him, im just specifically more binary attracted personally usually & mean the specific tumblr user phenotype coming at me lately

i just going after that label because many tumblr types are annoying me so im using terms ik will piss them off back, but ik not all nb transmascs are the overly feminine dysphoria inducing stereotypical tumblr types, just im targeting them specifically as most the hate i get is from said profiles

tbf that person has very personal issues with me and dislikes me for personal reasons, hence that stuff even started & escalated i think, tbf her followers aren’t type of people who’d like me anyway & vice versa im just annoyed when people act all bitchy & high and mighty over stupid drama they caused like they’re “doing the good fight” or something & ignoring i didn’t even say shit they disliked lmao

anyway yeah, sorry u deal with that anon, that’s kinda shit that actually annoys me in regards to how ftm’s & transmascs get treated on average as i find it infantilising & misgendering, especially on st4t stuff, hence i bitch & rant about it so much

thanks anon, have a good night or day 🩷

[soviet-siscon]

its the last answered anon here

"Absolutely do not try and keep talking to her, that'll get SO SO much worse" I didnt, for a moment i considered opening my alt to try and explain but at that moment i was crying quite a bit and was not going to be capable of typing out anything meaningful/coherent

"you are not a fucking bad person for wanting to be told it's ok and not your fault." made me start sobbing again, i guess that feeling guilty for not wanting to be the bad guy is a recurring them in my life. im saving this response for future reference if literally just for this line

"by the sounds of it you never told her you love her" i hadnt

"I'm really sorry you've gone through this, it hits pretty close to home tbh and i know how it feels." i had read some vauge post on your account abt something similar so thats why i thought to send it to you, but thats also the same reason i had opened with assuring you i wont be offended if ignored, since like. idk. i dont wanna be somehow forcing you to open up old wounds

"#I hope this was a helpful response" it absolutely was i feel much better… still shitty but. a lot better. i think i can handle it now

thank you for responding, i have no one i can really tell this to without risking homelessness- thats part of the reason im joining random discords in the first place lol also just thank you for having your blog. it makes me feel less alone and insane for some of the feelings i have. im being a bit overly sappy for an anon on tumblr, but i really cant express enough how scared i was i would have to keep this on the inside forever and ever and never tell a soul because they would hate me and my life would be over

🩷🩷🩷 i hope you're feeling a lil better and stuff has calmed down a bit. sorry it took me close to 24 hours to get back to this.

I'm sorry you're in a kinda unstable living situation and all that, it really sucks when you can't even talk about anything. I'm always really happy when I can help people or my blog is a nice place.

it's probably not healthy for ppl to view me like a confessional or a serious advice column but the vast majority of people don't do that and the few that do are usually ppl who I'd want to help out anyway. idk, it's not like everyone is a stray dog to me or anything lol and I'm not just here to get juicy stories. I just like having a lil bit of a community and to let people get things of their chests (even when they don't want them published).

anyway I'm really proud of you! everything seems so scary in the moment huh? I can't guarantee it won't get scary again at some point but you did the right thing several times in a row (asserting boundaries, blocking, talking to someone about it) and that's definitely gonna pay off for you. good job :)

[zeadrous]

dont click on this. just dont

sooooo umm i normally dont post anything but this moment made me want to die for 0.1 seconds but then just sent me into a rage

your last chance to leave btw. (im sorry i cant talk about this to anyone for obvious reasons but ... BRO COME ON...)

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basically on saturdays is when my dad likes to leave and not come home until like 11pm or later (i live with my dad) and i decided well i have a lot of time to. "Relax". yeah so i didnt. i did not have enough time. and he decided to come home WHILE. I WAS """RELAXING"""". thankfully my door was locked (he didnt try to open it but) like. basically there was significant. noise. from me. and he just knocks on my door, i break my neck( not literally ) and hes like "hi your cat wants to go in your room". (I DID NOT KNOW HE WAS HOME. I WOULD NOT BE DOING THIS WHILE HE IS HOME. HE LITERALLY MADE NO NOISE).......like dude...my door is closed...it is locked...he abso-LUTELY heard there is literally no way he didnt, use your brain and your NONEXISTENT CRITICAL THINKING SKILLS!!!!! HOLY SHIT and im like...well she has to wait. thankfully i already got most of it. done. but that does not change what just happened. OBVIOUSLY the correct response here would be "oh god im so mortified i want to kms eouughhh nnoooo :((( " and i did feel that for 0.1 seconds but that feeling did not wrench my heart like regular mortification would. because it was immediately replaced by malice and CONTEMPT. do you want to know WHY? because i have had to LISTEN to this MAN fuck some piece of shit WOMAN in his DINKY ASS ROOM and I didnt randomly stop them. lord knows that my brother (whose room is. RIGHT NEXT TO HIS) has heard far worse (oh god and my brother's gf also heard them. she confessed that to me. and im mortified for her.) . and he did not interrupt them. so like im seething at him, and trying to calm down, and the FUNNIEST PART IS, he went away for like 10-15 minutes, then CAME BACK, AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID TO ME?

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"hey whats the wifi password"

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WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN WHATS THE WIFI PASSWORD? THE FUCKING ROUTER IS IN YOUR ROOM YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT! LOOK AT THE BACK OF THE FUCKING ROUTER! HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE FUCKING PASSWORD? (we got a new router recently so i dont have it memorized) YOU FUCKING MORON

LIKE IM STILL REELING FROM WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO ME AND YOU COME BACK AGAIN TO ASK THE FUCKING WIFI? DID YOU NOT JUST HEAR THE MOST MORTIFYING THING IN YOUR LIFE? YOU JUST. CAME BACK? TO ASK ABOUT THE WIFI? THATS IN YOUR ROOM? FUCKING MORON?

LIKE IM ALMOST STARTING TO THINK THAT HE DIDNT HEAR ME (WHICH IS IMPOSSIBLE) BUT SOMETIMES HE GENUINELY IS JUST...THAT STUPID! WTF!

and of course the most obvious next step is to just not leave my room. but i have to leave my room to do things. like Eat Food and Shower. (and if youre thinking "well akchually you should just move out" i live in NEW YORK and i have a SHIT PAYING JOB and a DINKY CAR that i just spent $850 to repair. i am working on my resume to find work as a bank teller tho :) soon. so keep me in your thoughts not just for Job but also for the bullshit that just happened to me. also all of my family that moved away had someone waiting for them with a stable decent income to whisk them away and have no problems ever again. life is not fucking easy for me in particular i guess. anyways.)

omg as im typing this. he just came back AGAIN. AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE FUCKING SAYS TO ME????? "im going out for a while to (place in a few towns over) :) " MY SEETHE LEVELS....THEYRE....CATASTROPHIC RIGHT NOW...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

LIKE THE WIFI QUESTION MADE ME WANT TO JUST OPEN MY DOOR AND CLOCK HIM IN THE FUCKING HEAD BUT NOOWWWWWWWWW YOU WANNA SAY OUGH IM LEAVINNGG NOW :))) WHY DID YHOU FUCKIGN COME HOME IN THE FIRST PLACE HE LITERALLY NEVER DOES THIS. WHAT THE FUCK. FUCK MY LIFE

like im not even embarassed. its crazy im just pissed at him. BITCH

well at least i get to leave my room now but. come on man. im gods strongest (weakest?) soldier and he makes me fight his hardest battles.

once again, if you saw this no you didnt. i jusr needed to vent about the stupidest shit that happens to me

EDIT omg i dont even know how LONGGGGG HE WAS HOME FOR LIKE WTF. I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH HE HEARD. FUCK MY LIFE?

another EDIT. I think I know why he was asking for the wifi password. I think he came home WITH that woman. it's just a suspicion but...dude. I think they both....oh god.

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sorry for bothering to cut in at all but i remember seeing a few remnants of what was probably teddys work while scrolling through very old blogs some time ago. i was trying to find adventure time fanart from around that era because i felt like the fandom seemed far warmer to be in, or at least, less claustrophobic, as a “new fan” who doesnt immediately catch white hot anger at the thought of finn being intimate with either marceline or pb. i was able to get that teddy was the cornerstone of finn/marcy content, but i think bottoms up was something i didnt immediately understand because i was never able to find a post that marked the start of it. i guess what im meaning to say here is it really correlates a lot to my bummer about the perception of finn to… i guess everyone else in the fandom, even some larger figures i still see around a lot.

hes not this stupid kid incapable of comprehending his friends greater issues despite his sympathy. the literal point of his character in the role of the series’ most important relationships is his emotional intelligence. living as a singular species in a place like ooo from youth can really fuck a guy up and speed up their growth and maturity and whatnot. he didnt really have anyone his age or size that he could be attached to, and that immediately shoved him into being part of his older companions’ responsibilities.

he does get to the bottom of it, if almost predictably for the type of power fantasy the show had tended to be in its super early days, but he does it because he genuinely understands where his friends are coming from. the reason why there were grounds for a fuller-developed relationship scenario between finn and either marcy or bonnie back in the day is because the show proves their mutualisms with each other. marcy was solaced by her friendship with him and showed more of her true self with every interaction. finn wasnt just a convenient accomplice to cleaning up bonnies messes, the literal first interaction of the show has them getting along with each other, and the final bit of closure thats at the end of the last episode, surprise, is between them.

which brings me back, it shouldnt have to be so hard to keep that viewpoint up when its as synonymous as it is with the shows progression. teddys work being so hard to find and being unacknowledged in the present, to me almost paints a greater picture of how the fandom, how ive examined it, blows over this interpretation in favor of portraying finn as this wide eyed, juvenile young boy… which cartoon network and its associates have been advertising him as for literally 15 years now. its like people dont want to take in the series without being spoonfed a few traits that fit what they little can handle about him

can't add much more to this, you explain it perfectly!

yeah, you can really tell the difference between the old fandom and today's. and not only with AT, but with most media these days. people love to be spoonfed standard tropes and portrayals of the characters or take them too much at face value. I remember the AT fandom being sooooo fucking creative and innovative because they actually tried to go deeper into the characters, to stretch them out and play with them.

Bottoms UP was probably one of the first works that really touched on Finn's capacity to be the mature one and take things seriously

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"I cannot for the love of the gods come up with a theory on why Jk is ok with getting all this nice promo while Jimin got nothing". How about u try to change your solo perspective that makes u look at jimin like a victim all the time? Jimin GOT promotions, and a big one, money related. He had 2 mv that took a lot of budget and preparations: the 2 mv needed sets to be created, and SMFPT2 set was HUGE. He promoted at korean music shows, which too took a lot of money to build those giant sets. Yes, he did have a short promotion period, for reasons we dont know but my guess is that Suga needed to do his comeback because of the tour and i hate the person who came up with those dates but ok... We all know Face promotions got some biiiig problems and im still mad about it, we just dont know what really happened, but i'm sure jimin would fight back if he thought he was being mistreated. But to say that jm got zero promotions... nah

Face, Like Crazy and Seven r different projects, with different visions and different goals. Jimin wanted to tell his story of when he was going through a hard time, and he wanted to do it in korean, promoting more in Korea, with songs that, in the end, only him and people close to him know the meaning. Yet, he did AMAZING and made history (is still making). It seems to me that the #1 on hot100 was unexpected to the company and even jm, but yet they did provided to us 2 versions of Like Crazy, one of them being an eng. ver, and promoted at Jimmy Fallon... So maybe they still hoped that the song would do well internationally? (pdogg tho... he just KNEW face would be massive and destroy kpop). But Jungkook... i think that, for a long time now, he aims to achieve western recognition, way more than jm, and thats ok. So Seven obviously is a song to the US market, and all of us know that. The song is in english, is very pop, written and produced by an american guy that is responsable to other huge hits. It is made to be stuck in our heads, not to make us think about deep things. It is breaking and will break so many records just like LC, but the difference is that the success is THE GOAL (remember all of that Scooter posts on his ig?). Jimin wanted to tell his truth with Face, Jk wants to be closer to being a big pop star with Seven. So, of course Seven would get a different type of promotion.

And btw, just because the song is doing really good and is aiming to the US market, doesnt mean it is by having deals and paying for playing. Its the Jeon Jungkook, of BTS, we are talking about. Jk seems very happy and jimin seems happy for him. I dont think jimin would support jk if he thought he was doing wrong. He didnt post anything, but he did not post about L&R and Dreamers too. He supported jk with Dreamers by posting about his presentation at Qatar, and now he supported seven by going all the way to NYC to be with him.

All of this to say: Jimin is not a victim, he is a badass and he knows how to stand up for himself. When will you come out as a solo, btw? its getting old...

Hi anon,

When will you try thinking for once instead of being a parrot and writing what you've read in other blogs?

Your entire ask is wrong. I don't even know where to start.

YOU sound like a jjk solo or delusional jikooker or Jk biased jikooker.

But you know what? Call me a solo. I don't mind. Anyone who ever defends Jimin or loves Jimin is always called a solo. Why? Because no body else defends him or loves him like solos do. So, sure. Call me a solo.

First of all, we are talking about THE Park Jimin. Of BTS. That's who are talking about.

I'm done with people who, somehow for some delusional reason, think Jimin is inferior to Jungkook. You know nothing about Jimin if you think this.

I've NEVER said that Jimin got 0 promotions. I've been screaming (into the void, apparently) that Jimin only got 9 days of promo that were too hard on his body and had to wear it kt tape for weeks after. I've been screaming that the company is sabotaging him and it's true. People who actually know things about the company know this quite well too.

Take a look at everything and the sabotage is obvious. But look let's start here:

This same guy posts on DC gallery:

Yes, Jimin's promo costs money. But so did everyone's. How much do you think payola costs? That's much pricier than what Jimin's promo costs. And either way, Jimin was a return investment.

Not only did Jimin's place on the charts affect Hybe. It also affected other companies.

And right now the stock at Hybe at decreasing and foreign shareholders are selling to make it seem like Jk's position on the chart will have a bigger impact than it actually will:

Just watch.

You are proving me right with everything else:

So sure, let's sacrifice Jimin's promo time for Suga even though Suga was the one that postponed his album because it wasn't ready.

Jimin had 2 mvs. Suga had how many? And he had a whole tour too.

Jimin didn't have any visualizers. Jk had how many?

Jimin had 5 versions of Like Crazy. Jk has how many?

Jimin's Like Crazy cd was never stocked. Jk's has been stocked how many times?

You think Jimin doesn't want international recognition? Like Crazy was released in ENGLISH for a purpose.

After Jimin's no.1, if they wanted Like Crazy to succeed in the US market, they would have at least sent it to radio. This would have avoided freefall. They would have also shipped albums on time. They would have also informed us of the rule change for online sales instead of waiting until Suga's album was coming out.

It was the fans that were begging radio to play Like Crazy and the only way to play it was from the mv on YouTube:

There are so many things they could have done differently. They can still do them but they choose not to.

Did you see what was trending today?

Did you trend this, anon? Since you are so "mad about this"?

You think FACE wasn't created with success in mind? Pdogg came out and said it would break kpop because Pdogg knew what masterpiece FACE is.

You don't have to think deep with Like Crazy or any of the song...um just listen to them?

And don't be daft about Seven:

And other things. Search "Seven payola" on twitter and you will find it.

So yeah. You are wrong.

If you don't see it, that's because you choose to not see it.

Stop pretending that you "are still mad about it". You don't care about Jimin and only want him for your stupid ship and for him to be Jk's cheerleader.

Ah and he went to NYC for a work thing and to support Jungkook. But he hasn't posted a single thing about Seven. He did post about Dreamers and Left and Right. But no Seven.

You think Jimin only wanted those close to him to listen to his music and know the meaning? He spent 10 months working on this album, hours practicing choreography, dieting, for stupid fans like you to say things like these?

I don't even want to see when he releases new music, appears in stuff with Jungkook, or leaves for military service. All these fake fans will be crying and uwuing when they couldn't lift a finger for him during all this.

To those that try to send others on guilt trips because we defend Jimin or point out the injustices: Are you guys even streaming Seven and Like Crazy to "support them equally"?

At least taekookers have taekook playlists and streaming parties for Jk and Tae. I haven't seen a single playlist around here that has both Jk and Jimin. But yeah, you all are supporters of jikook.

You all come and try to send me on a guilt trip but you all are worse than me. For reals.

You don't deserve Jimin. You and all the people who keep saying all this bullshit because it fits their stupid theories and shipping fantasies don't deserve him.

Jimin deserves so much more than this.

So just stop. Don't come to my blog.