#i'm not tagging everyone so i'm just gonna

[realcleverscience]

@notarobot2

"I do see value in such things. Housework for example is a service like any other. The problem is that often times certian things are over valued."

It seems that you think human life is overvalued. I'm gonna have to disagree with you there and wonder what price tag you put on lives, including your own.

"As far as ethics go I operate by a different ethical philosphy than you. Everyone has slight differences of course, but I believe we have distinct and irreconcileable ones. Asserting that allowing people to suffer is a debasment of our humanity is one such case." I'm not sure what you have is a system of ethics as much as a system of self-interest. e.g. letting people suffer and die to teach them a lesson or motivate them seems barbaric. "I would agree with suffer unjustifiably. Letting people suffer and die isn't just about reducing costs, it's about motivation. It provides the stick to match the carrot of discrecionary income."

jfc, you really ate all that capitalist bullshit whole, didn't you? anyways, I too am not against money as a motivator. However, many people are literally unable to earn any or enough money. The carrot and stick approach doesn't work bc they physically cannot do it. It's like beating up an old lady or a baby for not hauling bricks as economically as a 25 year old. The reward/punishment system just won't work.

But instead of realizing the error in your system, you instead keep the system and assume it's an "error" in others that's best solved by letting the "errors" die. Insane.

Furthermore, let's get to the core issues: what's even the point of wanting people to work at all? What is the basis of this desire on your part? I'm guessing you'll say that if no-one works, we won't be able to afford anything. Which is true, but that means the real issue is sustainability of costs. Put another way, the question is: what can we financially sustainably provide all americans for free? For instance, we may well be able to feed all americans without damaging our economy. We might even be able to house everyone as well. We almost certainly can provide everyone with a normal amount of water and electricity. "But where will money come from if no-one works?" That's the thing that a lot of people somehow miss: People will still work bc people aspire to more than just food and shelter. So, as long as those are not prohibitively expensive, we can provide them without worry because people will still work.

In addition, these things can even strengthen economies. E.g. Every dollar spent on educating people can, at times, return $10 in economic benefit a few years later. Similarly, providing free school lunch to hungry kids may cost a dollar today, but if it improves their grades, it can easily pay for itself. Further, these can all have knock-on effects. E.g. a better educated public is less likely to do stupid things which endanger people. Or a well-fed kid may reduce delinquency and other issues. As some people have put it, you can invest in schools today or invest in jails tomorrow.

"I am not selling my ethics, I simply value different things. And mkre accurately, different time frames. Also, admitidly my nation over others." Yeah, if you've lost your sense of humanity and empathy, then you definitely *have* sold your ethics and replaced it with libertarianism or something, but I hope one day you find jesus, or really any religious or moral system that can heal you.

Also, no, you're not being more accurate or working with different time frames. We're working with the same facts. You just don't care if people die. And you're also not valuing your nation when you are literally endorsing positions to kill your fellow countrymen. That's not patriotism. That's just selfishness.

"In the context of AI, it would be those with ownership, speicalized skills, or means of force. There will ultimatly be death, losses and suffering. There's little way around that without undermining the systems and order that keep people productive, innovative and useful." Again, you are still assuming we need everyone to be "productive, innovative, and useful" when we are literally talking about a situation where there's no need for humans to be any of those, and indeed, it may be literally less useful in most cases than just having machines do it essentially for free.

Further, you again are finding that your system (work = value) doesn't always work (in this case, due to ai replacing labor), and again, instead of considering that your system of thoughts has errors, you instead think, no, it's the entire population itself which has errors and therefore the population must suffer and die. This is terrifyingly and hilariously ass-backwards. As others have said, the economy exists for us; we don't exist for the economy. And perhaps most hilarious of all is what seems to be your position that you yourself should die should you cease to be "useful" to society. Frankly, I doubt you actually have the courage of your convictions; to me, this again indicates that your "ethics" are just self-interest and bear no resemblance to what most call moral or ethical systems. "Scarcity is inherrent." Yes, scarcity in some forms will always exist. However, scarcity for essential goods does not have to exist, esp once AI/Robotics take over. Even if we can't give everyone filet mignon and their own beachside mansions, we *can* give everyone food and a home.

"Either we accept that AI is going go take jobs, and slowly leave the working class with nothing. Or we undermine any real chance of technological and industrial advancement in a free society."

The thing is AI taking jobs doesn't inherently need to lead to "leaving the working class with nothing." That's only true under some capitalist systems. Again, you seem to be utterly unable to think of possibilities outside capitalism, so to you, this is inevitable, but that need not be the case. But again, instead of recognizing this as an error in your worldview, you just accept that it's an error in population wide labor and necessary for "advacement" (though I wonder what use advancement is for people if your plan is for it to kill them).

"We would stagnant with people pursuing entertainment, hedoisim, and special interests rather than more useful things. Meanwhile we would continuallg have to advance production anyway to keep up with a growing population and increasing demands."

You are making some malthusian arguments. They weren't true in the 1800s and they're not true today. Further, I will reiterate that people strive for more than just being alive, and so people are likely to still work - until automation removes all jobs, at which point, your entire philosophy won't even make sense anymore bc labor will no longer exist and we will anyways still need ways to ration scarce goods.

anyways, your whole worldview seems like someone read an econ 101 book and mistook if the bible. your grasp of economics is weak. your grasp of social governance is laughable. your grasp of ethics is non-existent. and you seem motivated by greed and nothing more. sad.

AI under capitalism

[ravenlikesbooks]

Which instrument I think each side would play (and why)

because I'm a bored band kid who has plunged back into hyperfixation

Logan: Clarinet. It's sleek and professional. While flutes have the reputation for being perfectionists (and let's be clear, we are), clarinets are close behind. They're also one of the core instruments in a concert band, loathe as the other sections can be to admit it.

Roman: Trumpet. Loud and bold, constantly competing with the saxophones for dominance. If a trumpet plays even a little bit in a piece, you will hear it. There is absolutely no missing them.

Patton: I'm gonna place him over in the euphoniums. The low brass is the backbone of the band, and the goofballs too, but euphoniums tend to be a lot more.. tamed than trombones and tubas (at least in my band).

Virgil: Percussion. Everyone forgets about percussion, even the percussion. A lot of band class is spent with the percussion just chilling in the back half asleep while the other sections work out their issues, and that's just how they like it. Despite this, they are essential. Literally nobody would be able to keep tempo without them, even though they're supposed to be counting.

Janus: Flute. I say this as a flute player: pretentious ass bitch. Flutes like to pretend to be calm and collected, and are gracefully floating above the rest of the band. Despite this, they can be the most chaotic people… just not when the band director is watching. Pretentious perfectionist teachers pets (affectionate)

And finally… Remus: Alto saxophone. CONSTANTLY competing with the trumpets to be the biggest, loudest, most obnoxious section. Why did I put Remus on saxophone and Roman on trumpet as opposed to the other way around? Simple. Saxophones have reeds, and reed players hate changing their reeds. They will play on the most damaged reeds imaginable. A saxophone in the current senior class at my school literally played on half a reed for an entire six months. It was almost completely black from mold. They are TERRIFYING!

disclaimer this is all just for fun please be nice (': also if you play one of these instruments and I insulted your section I'm very sorry but this is all in good faith and I literally called myself a pretentious ass bitch so...

(if you're finding this through the sanders sides tag, please reblog this version with the latest updates!)

[sweetflanfiction]

Asymetrical Symphony - Part 24

Universe: Arcane (LOL)

Pairing: Viktor x reader

Summary: You had been on the rooftop with Jayce and the Herald and somehow you were sent to a place where things can be different with your help

Disclaimers and Warnings: If you want me to tag you on the chapters let me know! Also leave a comment with your thoughts :D Not finished, not proofread. English isn't my 1st language. All I know about LOL is from google and all I know about Arcane is taken from the show, so inacuracies will be plenty. I have a sort of idea on how to I'm gonna go with magic and runes, so bear with me. The reader will be written as GN (going by they/them) to get everyone involved, but if you see any discrepancies let me know

A.N: I feel like I should apologize...sorry...not sorry...I'm still cooking people...

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 • Part 8 • Part 9 • Part 10 • Part 11 • Part 12 • Part 13 • Part 14 • Part 15 • Part 16 • Part 17 • Part 18 • Part 19 • Part 20 • Part 21 • Part 22 • Part 23

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As you were about to move in to capture his lips, a voice from behind you two shouted, making you both jump. Viktor unwittingly grabbed your elbows and quickly let go.

You looked over your shoulder to see a worker stomping towards the both of you. An enforcer rounded the corner close behind him. He was calling out to the both of you, and you turned to see Viktor's golden orbs staring at the two men, squinting in thought.

“Remember when I said we might have to commit crimes?” Viktor whispered, without taking his eyes off the other men.

“I also remember you distinctively saying there were other ways to escape than to just run.”

“Heeeh… We might want to start a brisk walk just in case.”

You looked at him with a blank, annoyed face, and he shrugged, giving you a look of, ‘I don’t really know what I’m doing right now; I’m just doing it confidently.’.

The people behind were closing in, and you both started to walk briskly, as fast as Viktor could without breaking into a run.

“I can run if we need to.” Viktor looked over his shoulder at the quickly approaching guards. “But I have to take off my brace.”

“Let’s avoid that.” You kept looking around, hoping somewhere in the back of your mind was stored a memory that could give an idea of where to hide.

“I know where we can hide!” Viktor, seemingly reading your thoughts, went to grab your wrist but ended up grabbing the edge of your scarf, pulling gently.

A sharp turn, and Viktor stopped abruptly, checking to see if the men were anywhere in sight. With a satisfied nod, he pointed to a metal door. A sign with “Machine Room” written on it.

Viktor tapped the handle to the door, and you nodded, understanding what he meant with a look. Quickly you took the glove off and unlocked it.

Before getting in the room, you saw a couple of spare pipes leaning on the wall further ahead, and with another flick of your wrist, a swoosh of air made them fall with several clinks and clunks. 

As you closed and re-locked the door, you heard the enforcer and the worker shout and run in front of the door towards the pipes and then continue on. You sighed in relief and looked around.

The room was loud, the whirring of the machines and pumps causing it to be almost unbearable. A few fluorescent lights hung from the tall ceiling, making the ceiling a void above you. You groaned, your face twisting in disapproval.

Viktor limped towards a metal staircase leading to a lower floor. He sat on the first step with a grunt, took off his bag, his hands moved to the brace on his leg, and he started to unbuckle it.

“Viktor?” You sat down next to him, trying not to shout at him.

“I was expecting this.” He told you loudly but calmly, hands making quick work of the buckles under his knee. “The night shift probably just ended; the morning shift is starting to arrive. I was hoping we could have walked a little further, but nonetheless…this is…mmmm…workable.”

“Alright. And how do we work with it?”

Viktor grunted, pulling his brace from his leg, bending it, and testing it on the ground. He held a hand up for you to help him stand, and you did so, already versed on the best way to do it. He made a ‘whoop’ sound when he stood, which made you chuckle. It was followed with one of his own.

For a few seconds, you both stood there. You with hands hovering near his shoulders, ready to grab him if he toppled, and him swaying side to side, looking at his feet, finding his own balance. When he straightened out, he made a grimace but then sighed, becoming once more accustomed to the added discomfort.

"A little further down, there is an arch that has a way to go down to the bedrock below. And then it’s a little walk until we can climb up the rock to Zaun.”

“Way to go down? Climb?” You raised an eyebrow, and he patted his hextech, now braceless.

“Climb.” He saw your blank face. “It’s not going to be comfortable or painless, but it’ll be alright. I can take it.”

“I…mmmm…" You locked your jaw and sniffled disapprovingly but held your hands up. "Alright. I’m not going to argue. Nope. I’ll judge silently.”

Viktor’s face turned triumphant as he walked by you. When he reached the door, he placed his ear to it. He nodded, looking at you, signaling there was no one he could hear. You unlocked the door, and he carefully and silently popped his head out and then waved at you to come.

It must have been a sight to see the two of you comically sneaking around the mostly empty corridors. You were carrying his brace under your arm while he was doing his best not to hit the crutch on the walls while hunching down to try and become smaller.

Thankfully, the only ones watching would have been the Gods, since nobody passed by you two.

You hoped they were having a good laugh.

“There.” He pointed to an unassuming archway.

When you reached in, you looked down. It wasn’t as high as you expected. If you had to guess, it was probably 7 or 8 feet. You looked around. To one side the ground went deeper down, on the other a solid wall of rock went steeply upwards. 

You turned your gaze to Viktor, who was also appraising the wall of creamy rock. He looked back at you, and you raised an eyebrow, your gaze shifting between him and the rock and back to him.

“It will be fine.” He concluded with finality, and you pulled an unimpressed and obviously belligerent expression.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Your silent judgment is very loud.” Viktor raised an eyebrow at you.

You gave him a one-shoulder shrug and tilted your chin towards the wall to the side of the archway. Several metal tubes were carved into it, forming a ladder down. 

“Ahah!” He inspected them closely. Grabbing one and pulling it with some force to see if it would hold. It creaked but didn't fall off.

“Alright.” You grabbed his crutch from his hands, quickly making it cane size, and secured it between the straps of your backpack.

“I can take the brace.” He asked for it, and you gave it to him. He secured two of its leather straps to the strap of his shoulder bag and pulled it a bit to see if it was safe. 

He started for the ladder, and you stopped him, hand on his forearm.

“Let me go first. It’ll be easier to help you from down there.” You moved past him as he nodded.

You saw his hand move towards your own arm but stop and just hover there, waiting in case it was necessary for him to actually grab you. His eyes were fixed on the steps and on your movement, making sure you were secure in your descent. It was a caring gesture; it made you give him a goofy smile, and he reciprocated.

“Go on.” He mentioned it with his head, and you started going down.

The steps were flimsy but seemed sturdy enough for you to climb down, the metal groaning in some places, but it didn’t show signs of breaking.

“Please do not break anything.” He quickly shouted at you. “Unless you want to try your mending on a real bone.”

“A little eager for disaster, aren’t we?” You jumped the 3 steps needed to reach the ground with a little oomph. “Your turn.”

You saw him grab the steps and test one. It groaned with the weight of his hex leg but nothing else. He slowly made his way down as you followed his movements attentively. As soon as he got within helping distance, you hovered, your hands up, ready to steady him. You noticed his grimace with every step, but there was no other complaint.

When his boots touched the ground, you held on to his shoulders as he took some deep breaths and balanced himself. His face was a mix of discomfort and pain.

“Are you alright?” Concern was written on your features when his own didn’t change. “Vik?”

“Give me a minute…” You gently led him to the rock wall, and he leaned on it. “I might have underestimated the physicality of this part of our endeavor.”

Viktor groaned when he tried to put weight on his leg, quickly grabbing his thigh.

“Alright. We rest.” You ordered rather than asked.

Unlatching his brace from the of his bag strap, you helped him put it on.

“I’ll need it off when we go up.” He whined, placing a hand on your shoulder as you slid his brace up.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” You strapped the thing in on his lower leg but let him do the straps on his thigh while you pulled the crutch to his preferred height.

He tested the leg again and nodded, still grimacing. You grabbed a bottle of water from your backpack and handed it to him after taking a swig yourself. He took it gratefully, sighing after closing the lid.

You sat on the ground in front of him, legs outstretched, leaning into your hands, and looked at the man in front of you. He seemed somewhat defeated, fiddling with the buckles of his belt, leaning against the rock wall.

“Hey!” You called him, and he looked up to you, his face blank but waiting. “I’m glad you're here.”

“Eh…” he sighed heavily. “I was hoping our exploration would go smoother than this. I didn’t remember those steps being so hard to go down.”

“When was the last time you got down here?”

“A couple of years...” you raised an eyebrow. “Since the start of hextech…”

You rolled your eyes but smiled gently at him, trying not to sound condescending.

“Ten years is not a couple. There were no back screws then, no hex leg, no crutch...”

“How did—? Esther?” You nodded and shrugged. Not good at lying...pfft.

“Either way. If we do this the scientific way, now we know this path is not viable. We’ll find another one.” You winked at him, and he frowned.

“This would be a good time to gloat and tell me how right you were.”

“About?”

“Not wanting me to come along.”

“But I do, though.” You leaned forward, crossing your legs like a kid and leaning forward, picking at the dirt on the ground. “I always did. I just don’t want you to get hurt. Not because you are incapable of taking care of yourself, but because Zaun is dangerous for you and for me.”

“That is why I also want to come with you.” He slid down the rocky wall and sat down as well, looking at you. “The thought of you going alone to Zaun was…not welcomed.”

You gave him a grin, shook your head, got up, and walked to him. When you were at arm's length from him, you squatted in front of him. He followed your movements with curiosity, his golden orbs bright and attentive. 

After a few seconds of silence, your hand came up to touch his face, but a thought on the back of your mind stopped you. It was hardly fair that he couldn't touch you without the chance of triggering a panic attack, and yet you felt no qualms in doing it to him.

As if reading your thoughts, he moved his face to nuzzle your hand, a smile on his lips and a glint in his eyes. You saw his hand come up to your hand face but only hovered there, close enough for you to feel the coolness coming off his fingers but not touching.

“We should go.” He whispered, his face still leaning into your palm. “Otherwise I fear I might lose my resolve.”

“To go to Zaun?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No.” 

“Oh.” His eyes shifted to your lips. “Oh…”

With a groan you got up, grabbed his crutch, and held it so he could get up. As soon as you could, you grabbed his elbow and helped him up.

“You are quite the expert at lifting me to my feet.” He was adjusting his crutch as you kept your hands near his shoulders just in case.

“Making up for the first time we met.” You grinned, and he looked at you snorting.

Viktor nodded when he was ready to keep walking. You grabbed at the strap of his leather bag and gently pulled it. He lowered his head and allowed you to take it.

You secured it around your torso, grabbed the backpack you had discarded on the floor, and flung it on your back. You felt him rearrange a strap that was twisted and then patting it. 

“The place I used to go up is not far.” He motioned with his head.

“We’ll go slow. No crimes being committed here.” You joked, and he nodded.

You walked a few feet in comfortable silence. The sun was still low on the horizon, and you could hear sounds of people going about their lives on the sides of the dried riverbed. It was peaceful.

At points you’d stop so Viktor could rest, but you never fussed over it. He’d lean on the wall, and you’d wait for him to restart walking.

When he stopped and tapped your shoulder, you realized he was looking at the wall. Following his eyes, you saw several formations in the rock that looked like steps. You sighed. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it’s better than you expected.

The height between steps was not much, nor was their depth. There were just... a lot of them. And they weren’t natural to the rock; someone had carved them, and with their use, it seemed like their angle became sharper. One slip-up and it would be quite the tumble.

“Alright…this is doable. I don’t think you need to take the brace off.” You encouraged Viktor, and he nodded, not very convinced. “We go nice and easy, and we rest when we need to.”

And that's what you did. Nice, slow walk up some steep stairs. Midway Viktor took off his brace but kept his crutch close to him.

Slowly but surely you trekked up the steps, and when you arrived at the Undercity’s promenade, you were both out of breath.

You both sat on the last step, Viktor tapping your knee and pointing to his bag. Unceremoniously you gave it to him, your mind still trying to figure out how to breathe in and out. No coherent thoughts, just bringing air in and out.

The sound of something shaking caught your attention, and you looked at Viktor as he placed an inhaler between his lips and breathed in. 

“Why... why do you need… that?” You said between breaths.

“Keep…the lungs…from remembering they are not mine…” he said, storing the medicine inside the bag and lightly touching his chest. “They get fussy…with big...activities...””

Nothing he said would be considered coherent to anyone else. Lungs with memory? But to you, that was music to your ears. It brought a smile to your face.

“Well…hopefully…there will be no more extraneous activities from now on.” You leaned your elbows on your knees, and Viktor laughed, coughed, and laughed again.

“You are in Zaun, Piltie. This is where the word ‘extraneous’ was invented.”

He winked at you with a grin, and you found yourself admitting that you cared for him more than just him being the simulacrum of the Viktor you once loved and cared for. 

You were falling for a completely new person.

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[iguanodonwildman]

[Image ID: 3 screenshots of tumblr tags that read as follows:

First image: #megamind #you could say #that Metroman thought he was helping Megamind #by playing the game #and shielding Megamind from actual consequences #taking it just far enough to make Megamind feel included and make himself look good #but he steps away because he realizes that that's not truly helping either of them #they're stagnating #and they both need to grow #Metroman has always had the social awareness that Megamind lacked #and when they were kids it benefited him but eventually he realized that it hurt Megamind for him to take advantage of that #so he's heroic even in giving up being a hero by saving the villain from himself

Second image: #megamind #i think metroman realized this #yes he was burned out and needed to stop #but when they find him again he tells megamind he knows he can be "good" #something of this realization was probably part of that whole existential crisis he had mid fight

Third image: #and this is why he's an extremely powerful metaphor for neurodivergent kids and kids of colour #and anyone else that society labels a rebel at far too young an age #bc like! punishment unconnected to the crime from every adult in your life is exactly what i grew up with for being autistic #and it's something i'm still dealing with the ramifications of as an adult #because it's really really hard to properly evaluate your circumstances and act like a normal person #when there is a part of your brain you can't turn off that at some point people you love will start hating you #and you can't predict when or why it's just gonna happen #and the result of that is either you become a paranoid people pleaser #or you go fuck it if i make you hate me before you decide to hate me then i'm in control #megamind manages to be both actually he's a villain to the city and a people pleaser to roxanne #but the point is if you grew up like that the entire idea that you could have control over your life goes out the window #because you have NO control - both the villain and people pleaser responses are trying to gain a bit of control back #but it's a pitiful amount compared to how much most people have #and i've had this realisation of getting to adulthood and realising that your life has never been under your control at all #so of course you don't think of consequence - you can't change it. no matter what you do you've never been able to #you could try and predict the outcome #but you've learned a long time ago if you think about the consequences you'll be wrong and you'll get hurt #it's not just realising the consequences were there that changes him. it's realising he didn't lose roxanne (or metroman) #even though they should have given up on him like everyone else that's what always happens #and maybe he wasn't doomed to be wrong and get hurt every time after all.

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So like, it's okay to be good and nobody is born evil and anyone can change the path they're on, yadda yadda yadda, but I actually think one of the biggest lessons Megamind learns over the course of the film is the shocking revelation that actions have consequences.

I'm not even kidding. When you put aside the whole 'evil' thing, one of Megamind's biggest flaws is his entirely screwed up notion of cause and effect.

Like, the whole reason the plot happens is because it apparently never occurred to Megamind that 'carrying out elaborate plots to kill Metroman' could ever result in 'dead Metroman'. Nor that creating a new hero with the specific motivation of defeating him, Megamind, could lead to negative consequences for him, Megamind. Or that riling said hero up into a murderous rage could have the unforeseen consequence of that hero raging around murderously.

Dude spent at least a few years kidnapping Roxanne, threatening her with alligators and lasers and various other villainous knick-knacks, only to disguise himself as somebody else and lie to her until she fell in love with this fake identity he'd created and is genuinely shocked when she is upset upon finding this out.

Not just that she did find out, but that post-her finding out he is unable to talk her into continuing the relationship.

“We don't judge a book by its cover or a person by their appearance… we judge them based on their actions.”

“Seems kinda petty, don't you think?”

Megamind may be a genius when it comes to inventions and evil plans, but he's a fucking idiot when it comes to predicting and anticipating the obvious results of his actions.

And thing is, it makes total sense why he would be like that.

He spent his childhood being consistently punished by the adults in his life, often for no reason that he could understand or even for no reason at all. As a result, he stops viewing punishment as a consequence of his behaviour and starts seeing it as a consequence of him being 'evil', which of course leads to him leaning into his evil persona and eventually becoming a supervillain.

And, as a supervillain, ironically enough, he's completely sheltered from consequence by his greatest enemy, Metroman.

Megamind doesn't need to worry about his evil plans hurting any citizens, because Metroman will use his powers to save them. Megamind doesn't have to worry about the damage he does to the city, because Metroman can fix it.

Megamind does in theory have to worry about social consequences for his behaviour, but the social consequences are being locked in prison and having everybody hate him which is like, the default status quo of his existence since he was a baby.

He literally calls the prison as 'home', a word he does not use to refer to his Evil Lair or indeed anywhere else in the film barring his home planet. Going there is an inconvenience, maybe, but it's not really a punishment. It's where he lives.

Metroman's 'death' changes all that.

Not only does one of Megamind's evil plans finally destroy something that (seemingly) can't be fixed, but he's then turned loose on the city with no superhero to run around after him cleaning up his mess.

Now, if he steals all the artwork in the gallery, then Metro City will no longer have artwork in it's gallery, and people (Roxanne) will miss it and be upset. If he doesn't take care to clean the streets then the streets… will be dirty, and people (Roxanne) will be negatively affected.

If he gives a random, unstable, person superpowers and then goes out of his way to piss that person off, then that person can't be guaranteed upon to “play the game” just because that's what Metroman did, and people (Megamind… then everybody else) will be negatively affected.

And the flipside of this is that, by the end of the film, he wins the battle because he realises "hey, I can change this". If his negative actions have negative consequences then he can choose to do the positive thing instead and save the city.

[dragqueenstarscream]

when I was watching TFP for the first time and got to Wheeljack's first episode, specifically when Arcee asks "hey Bulk, is that your boyfriend?" and Bulkhead doesn't deny it, in my head I was immediately like "oh, obviously the entire fandom ships those two."

like, there was no doubt in my mind that Bulkhead/Wheeljack is obviously the biggest ship in the fandom, how could they not be?

and then I kept watching, and Loose Cannons rolled around, and we literally got an "I love you" from Bulkhead, and like.

ok. Straight men should be able to say I love you to eachother without it being seen as gay. The platonic reading of these two is completely valid, and even if there's nothing romantic between them, it's still really commendable that this show was willing to let a man platonically say I love you to another man in 2011.

But also AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THEY'RE MARRIED YOUR HONOR.

So, the moment I finished the show and could safely browse the tag on Tumblr, I dove straight in expecting to see these two everywhere, but on my first dive in the maintag, I barely found anything. I was mostly in Knockout mode so I didn't really think too much about it at the time, but then a couple days later I tried out the tfp Wheeljack tag.

and I was like, huh, that's weird. Not seeing very much Bulkhead here. Like, I already knew I'd see a lot of him and Ratchet, they were fun in their little episode, and they have that cross-continuity appeal. Nothing wrong there. Ratchet can be his side hoe, I'm okay with that arrangement.

But then I realized I was seeing more of him with Ultra Magnus than with Bulk, and like. Part of it is that I still just hate Ultra Magnus, so I won't really get into it, but like. Some beefs can not be solved by fucking.

Whatever, so Bulkjack isn't the biggest top Wheeljack ship. I'm okay with that. Imma just go on the ship tag and have my fun there.

A few minutes in, I realized I'd already gotten 2-3 years deep in the tag. Huh, that's odd, I haven't been scrolling that long, why is it already 2021? Then I hit 2020... Then I hit 2019... and then 30 seconds after hitting 2019 I hit the bottom of the tag.

Nobody posted about this ship until 2015. Between then and 2020, there were only ten posts in the tag.

So I'm immediately like how is this a rarepair and then I remember oh yeah. Bulkhead is fat and played by a black guy. Of course the fandom only started caring about him yesterday.

All this to say... idek actually, I just like my wrecker husbands and need everyone to catch on to these two.

NAHHHHHH BECAUSE I'M RIGHT THERE WITH YOU

like i knew wheelratch was gonna be a popular ship, i saw it in the ao3 tags while hunting for starop, but when arcee asked bulkhead, "so who's the boyfriend?" and bulkhead didn't even deny it?? yeah, i deadass expected everyone to ship the fuck out of these two.

AND I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE HE DROPPED AN I LOVE YOU IN LOOSE CANNONS... blame that on me watching transformers while on the treadmill and not paying attention lmao, but i went back to see and YEP. "sorry, jackie, it's because i love you" like WHAT??

so we've got bulkhead not denying that wheeljack's his boyfriend, bulkhead dropping an i love you, these two calling each other nicknames ("bulk" and "jackie"), whatever the hell this was

so i was honestly expecting the bulkjack tag on here to be much bigger than it was. but i had the same experience as you! i somehow managed to reach the bottom of the damn tag! i haven't even reached that with starop, and that's a rarepair, too! the fact that there's more content for ultra magnus x wheeljack... for shame!

yeah, i agree, these two need to have a lot more fanart, fanfiction, headcanons, they deserve more love! it's honestly shocking that there isn't more for them, because i've seen transformers fans ship for less.

and yeah, you're probably right about why people don't ship them as much. part of me wants to think that it's because bulkjack is relatively new in terms of transformers ships, but tfp released fifteen years ago. that's not an excuse anymore. as much as i hate to consider it, yeah. it wouldn't be surprising if bulkhead was less popular in the shipping department because he's both 1.) fat and 2.) played by a black man. he's not a skinny twink or a stereotypical bodybuilder the way ultra magnus is built. i'm not gonna sit here and say that everyone who ships wheeljack with someone other than bulkhead is doing it out of racism/fatphobia because hey, preferences are preferences, but... it wouldn't shock me if that's the reason for some people. i'll put it that way.

[yyaktayak]

Chapter 7📌

tags : @uceyliyahh @charmed-dreamssss @theusotwinzcom

**Kimaya's POV**

I barely had time to process everything that had happened in the past 24 hours—Jey surprising me with his visit, the sweet, heartfelt gesture with the ring—but somehow, in the midst of it all, a new reality had come crashing down on me.

I sat in the quiet of Jey's hotel suite, the soft hum of the city beyond the window. Jey was out getting us lunch, and I'd taken the opportunity to snap a quick picture of him holding a tiny, sleeping bundle in his arms. A baby. Our baby. It felt surreal. I never thought I'd be posting anything like this—let alone *this*—but I couldn't help it.

The baby was so small in Jey's arms, and the way he looked at her with such tenderness... it made my heart swell. I'd never seen him like that, and something about the way he was so naturally protective, so utterly in love with this little girl, made everything feel like it was falling into place.

Without thinking too much, I uploaded the picture to my Instagram story. It was a picture of Jey, still in his hoodie, a big smile on his face, holding our daughter—our baby girl. I didn't put anything in the caption, not yet. I wasn't sure how to explain this just yet.

But I didn't have to wait long for the messages to come pouring in.

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rideordies🤍

Reigns🖤:What. THE. HELL. 

raheem🤍(cody):  RA??? IS THAT A BABY?!? 

slimjim🩷:  Wait, I'm confused. How did you go from  missing Jey to this?? 

Kav💛Okay... I need more info. Is that your baby or did you just adopt? Kimaya??? 

Kav💛: I be with you 25/8 how the fuck-

Trin💚:Kimaya????? WTF is happening right now?? That's Jey's baby?? 

Sheneca🩵:Girl, I see you alot , and now this?? Did I miss something? 

Reigns🖤:  Wait, she's holding Jey's baby???? Did y'all just do a whole SURPRISE baby reveal on IG?! 

raheem (cody)🤍:Ra, don't leave us hanging!!! What is happening??? 

slimjim🩷:  Yo, y'all  really- as much as I been around my twin?! Yall muhfuckas got a DAUGHTA?? I HAVE A NIECE WTFFF??!!?!

---

I had to take a deep breath. How did I even explain this? The last thing I wanted to do was throw everything out there all at once, but it seemed like the universe had decided for me. My phone buzzed again with another notification, and then another. But before I could even try to reply, I saw a notification that made my heart skip—Jey had tagged me in a post.

I opened the post, my thumb hovering over the screen. It was a picture of the same moment I had shared. But Jey had captioned it: "Meet the newest member of our family. Life came at us fast, but I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm a father. #DaddyJey."

That's it. There was no turning back now.

I grabbed my phone, typed a quick reply to the group chat:

Ra 💕:Alright. It's true. She's ours. Her name is kiua rauaya fatu.

Before I could send another message, Kaveri's text popped up, practically demanding an explanation. I knew I couldn't keep everyone in the dark for long. So, I quickly typed:

Ra 💕:I'm gonna go live in a bit, explain everything. Hang tight. 

---

With that done, I walked over to the bed where Amara was resting in a little bassinet by the window. She was so perfect, so delicate. I ran my fingers lightly over her soft hair and smiled.

My heart was full. But damn, I wasn't ready for the storm of questions that were coming my way. I swiped through my phone again, seeing the steady stream of DMs and texts, each more urgent than the last. But I had to do this on my own terms.

Taking a deep breath, I tapped "Start Live" on Instagram. The screen immediately filled with a flood of hearts and comments. I saw names popping up—people I hadn't spoken to in years, all of them eager for an answer.

Just as the video began to roll, I saw Jey in the background, walking back in with bags of food. He stopped in his tracks when he saw me holding Amara, his expression softening. Without a word, he leaned in and kissed the top of my head.

"Hey," I said, my voice shaky at first as I adjusted Amara in my arms. "Okay, I'm gonna just get right to it."

I took a deep breath.

"So, uh... surprise? This little one is Kiua. She's  ours. And... yeah. I guess I've been keeping a bit of a secret from all of you, huh?"

I saw the comments on the live stream explode: 

"WTF!!! Is that really Jey's baby???"

"Girl, HOW long have you been hiding this?"

"Wait, she's a mother??"

I chuckled awkwardly, trying to keep my composure. Jey stood behind me now, his hands on my shoulders, a grin spreading across his face as he joined me on the screen.

"Alright, alright, we've got a lot to explain," Jey said, his voice smooth but full of that familiar warmth. "But, uh, first, let's just say that life... came at us fast. And we've been working through a lot of things, including how to best share this news with all of you."

I saw the comments lighting up with questions, but there was one that stood out:

"How did this happen??? You guys got a baby but no engagement announcement?"

I smiled softly, holding Amara close. "I get it. It's a lot to take in. But trust me, everything happened in its own time. Jey and I have been together for a while now, and—well—sometimes life just works out the way it's meant to."

Jey squeezed my shoulder, and I could feel the love radiating from him. "We've been through a lot, but this little one? She's our future, no matter how fast things moved."

"Yeah," I added softly, "Amara's our little miracle. And we're just figuring it all out as we go."

The comments continued to flood in, but for the first time in a long time, I felt settled. I wasn't afraid of the questions, of the unknowns. Because in that moment, I realized—I wasn't doing this alone.

Jey was here, and we were doing this together.

[gothamite-rambler]

Red Robin: I feel like my parents dying holds more weight to me over yours dying.

Batman (shocked then angry): ...What the hell?! I asked you if the sandwich I bought you was good and you responded with that ludicrous statement?!

Red Robin (munching on his sandwich): Uh-huh, and I'd say it again.

Batman (putting the car in park): Alright, elaborate, I want to hear how you had a more impactful parent death to mine!

Red Robin: Oh, great, I've been wanting to do this since my dad died. I lost my parents in two separate incidents. My mom wasn't near me. I found out she died from water poisoning. Then my dad died, but wait, not before sending me a message that he loved me. I got there too late and spiraled into a deep depression. Your parents got shot in an alleyway. The end!

Batman (snapping): It's not a contest!

Red Robin: Oh, don't act like you haven't used this as a defense or sympathy card. You managed to avoid a work mandated laser tag event because and I quote "It brings back painful memories." Did you leave out a part where they got shot with lasers?!

Batman: Oh yeah well ... I lost them at eight!

Red Robin: I lost mine two years apart from each other! I'm not dismissing what you went through, I get what you went through, but as Duke said once "You're laying it on a little too thick with the orphan's you raised!"

Batman (grumbling): It's still tragic.

Red Robin: B, if we're going by age and tragic logic, Dick lost his parents in a worse way! They were shot while on a tight rope. Dick saw them slam in to the ground at eight! He doesn't go around saying, "Oh well my parents died so you have to listen to me!" You can't just say your parents dying had more impact when four out of five of your sons lost their parents too! And yes I'm including Duke!

Batman jaw dropped, but he turned to face the window, too stunned to speak. He clamped his mouth shut in shock when he heard a voice through the communication device.

Nightwing: You're gonna need aloe vera for that burn!

Nightwing's cackle rung loud through the earpiece making the dark knight slam his fist on the steering wheel.

Red Hood (chiming in on his ear piece): Damn, he's been holding that in for a while. About time!

Signal (amusement as he spoke through his comm): Now see that's why Tim is my dude! Cause where's the lie? What did he say that was a lie?

Batman (clutching the steering wheel): I'm going to let this slide, because I'm too exhausted to come up with a defense.

Spoiler (on the comm): Bull crap!

Batman: I don't need everyone's input!

[sunnyie-eve]

56 | Only Exception

Series: Unexpected

Paring: Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: sweet moments

| MASTERLIST |

At the moment the guys were hanging out with some friends and Dani tagged alone. Well, she didn't want to because she didn't really know the group but Matt had begged her to go. And since Dani was the type to sit back and observe people, she clocked that one of the girls that were there, because another guy invited her as well, was eyeing Matt while she chatted with others.

Dani couldn't help but laugh to herself, especially when the girl would try flirting with him on the down low when she would jump into the conversation him another was having. Unlike Matt, Dani wasn't the jealous type at times. She never has been and she knew she didn't need to be.

"Hey, hey." One of the friend's girlfriend sits next to Dani.

"Carrie, right?" Dani remembers her name.

"Yep." The girl smiles, "You have a thing for Matt?" She asks Dani, "You just keep looking over there at him."

"I'm not looking at him. I'm looking at who's begging for his attention and failing." Dani tells her honestly.

"Yeah, she's met him once before and is kinda obsessed with him." Carrie laughs, "She said tonight is the night she makes a move."

"Asking him out." Dani doesn't question it.

"Yep. Told her good luck but I don't think it will go anywhere. I hardly know Matt but he doesn't seem like the type looking for a date. My boyfriend said Matt hates dating and the couple stuff."

"I'm sure there's an exception out there." Dani tells her, "Maybe it's her or not." They both start to laugh, "But trust me, deep down Matt is one of those softies. I've seen it. He just acts tough."

"I'm sure you know all three the best here. You live with them." Carrie gets up, "I'm gonna get another drink. When I come back do you want me to get you a new Dr. Pepper?"

"Please."

As Carrie walks away, Dani goes back to watching and watches the two talk but then sees Chris's reaction to bug spray getting in his eyes. She gets up to go help him and tells him he needs to flush it out but plays it off as he's okay.

"Seriously Chris?" She gives him a look trying to see his eye in the dark.

"I'm fine. I just got distracted."

"How so?" She laughs a bit and sees where he looked over at Matt and the girl, "You like her?" Dani says a bit loud so he covers her mouth dragging her away.

"Yeah, but she likes Matt more." He rubs his eyes a bit, "Remember I kinda have a thing for girls who don't like me." Dani gives him a look, "And don't tell me to give it a shot because she just asked Matt out."

"And he'll say no and you can swoop in." She sees the look on his face, "You'll find someone who likes you as much as you like them. I promise it will happen. Don't know when but it will." She wraps an arm around his waist.

While Chris goes to the bathroom to look at his eye, Dani takes a seat again and Matt joins her, "Where did you disappear to for a few seconds?"

"Check on him. Bug spray in his eye then saw that girl ask you out. He liked her." She tells him.

"Honestly, he could do better. You see how she was acting? He'd hate that after a while." He laughs.

"Did you let her down easy at least?"

"Told her I'm not looking to date and I'm happy with that, and I'm sure she'll have better luck next time when she asks a guy out." He tells her, "You're so calm by the way."

"I don't need to be jealous or worried." She gives him a smile and he just wanted to kiss her in front of everyone there. "Carrie said you don't seem the lovey dovey type anyways."

"And you said?"

"I'm sure there's an exception out there. And deep down you are one of those softies. I've seen it and you just act tough." She tells him.

"And you're right... You are the only exception though."

Once they get home, Chris admit how bad his eyes were killing him and wanted to share how dumb he was for a vlog, "Me, Matt, Dani, and Nick went out tonight. And we were somewhere there were a lot of bugs. And one of our friends had bug spray. And I caught a full like... Perfume, cologne spray of spritz of bug spray. Right into my eye." Chris explains, "Dani get a close up."

"They're so irritated." Dani shows his eyes close up.

"Feels terrible."  He opens his eyes more to show how red they were.

"Still got those beautiful eyes though."

"Compliments are not going to make this better." Chris tells her so she giggles.

"And how long was this exactly?" Dani asks him.

"This incident with spray happened probably like... Three hours ago. And we just got home and my eye has been... Per-like... Constantly get more and more red. And more and more irritated and itchy. And burning. And so Dani goggled it and it said to flush out your eye with warm water. Within 15 to 20 minutes after it happened. And it happened three hours ago."

Dani turns to film herself, "He didn't want to do it earlier when I told him to." She lets fans know as he rants in the background while putting on his shirt, "Babe, stop talking and come here." She tells him so they could just help him out.

"Babe, stop talking and come here." He mocks her following her to the sink, "Also she calls all of us babe so don't freak out." Chris adds for fans.

For water they just use a bottle of water and have Chris lean back over the sink, "Y'all, I'm on a step stool." Dani says as he tries to pour and film at the same time. As soon as she starts to pour Chris closes his eye, "Dude, it has to be open."

"I can't, I can't keep my eye open once it hits it." He rubs his eyes.

"We need a third person." She tells him, "See if Nick is still up or wait for Matt to get out of the shower."

"Nah." He tells her.

"Is it helping?" She asks him.

"A bit, yeah."

"Okay, let me prop this up to record so I can help keep your eye open." Dani finds a place to put the camera to film them. "I'll try to pour slowly but I'm at a disadvantage on this stool." She lets Chris know.

"It's okay." He lets her know before she starts.

"Oh, I'm sorry." It comes out a little fast at first. She pours for a bit then stops, "Good?"

"Yeah." He leans up just a bit, "Did it go in my eye?" He asks causing her to laugh.

"Of course it was dummy."

"Guess what, Dani? I can't see it." He gives her a look before rubbing his eyes.

"Bro, you couldn't feel that shit?"

"No, babe." He says as she moves for him to get up.

"So how are you feeling now?" Dani picks the camera up.

"Still hurts a little. But I think that's because I got a lot of water in my eye. So I just need to chill and let it dry for a second. And go to bed and wake up and hopefully I'll be better. But I can't believe that shit dude."

Dani ends the recording and hands him the camera, "Now go get some rest. And next time you should listen to me." She gives him a smile so he rolls his eyes a bit.

"I know. Thank you for helping me."

"Of course, babe." She gives him a hug.

"You're gonna make Matt jealous." He laughs hugging her back.

"He'll be fine. He says he's more jealous of Carrington than you because fans say I'm cuter with him than you and really want me to collab with him again." She moves away from him.

"Oh, he's holding it in." Chris laughs, "Y'all are launching your relationship in October, right?"

"That's the plan because you guys collab with Sam and Colby again for Hell Week. And we aren't gonna hide our relationship when y'all film for that. Mainly because Colby will still be sour about us and will make little comments giving us away." She explains why they were.

"You guys aren't nervous?"

"We are but we shouldn't have to hide it. Some fans will hate it but who cares. They can't control y'all. Fans are supposed to support you." She tells him heading towards Matt's room but he stops her.

"I just want you to know I don't see you and Matt breaking up anytime soon." He lets her know and sees the look on her face, "I overheard Matt ranting again to you about what Colby told you guys at the hospital. Him not seeing you two last long." He lets her know, "I see it going for a very very very long time. It's different from his past girlfriends. I've never seen him so happy or in love."

Dani goes to hug him again and doesn't want to let go of him, "I love you guys so much. You three, your parents, and Justin. I'm lucky to have you all in my life now." She squeezes him to death causing him to laugh.

"We love you too." He wraps both of his arms around her, "I honestly don't think you know how much." He rests his head on top of hers as Matt listens to them. Matt had came out of the bathroom when Chris stopped Dani from going to Matt's room.

"I told Colby I feel more at home with yours compared to mine. You guys get me, listen to me, and really care about me. I hate saying I prefer y'all over my own family. You and Nick are my best friends that are like annoying brothers. The same goes for Justin, the annoying big brother. Your parents are the best at making me feel loved. And Matt makes me so happy it's hard to explain. I just love him so much." Dani gets happy tears.

"Aww, Dani." Chris wipes them away, "I'm glad you have all of us. And our parents basically adopted you so I'm sure they would kill Matt if he ever wanted to end things. They would keep you and disown him." Chris makes her laugh.

"I love you." Dani hugs him again.

"I love you too." He kisses the top of her head, "Now that's enough emotional time. Go to your boyfriend and bug him." He playfully shoves her away so Matt sneaks into his room.

As Dani enters his room he looks at the imaginary watch on his wrist, "About time. I was thinking you ditched me for Chris."

"I know you eased dropped during that whole thing." She gives him a smile.

"How the hell did you know?"

"Not only did I hear the door open but I smelt your body wash as well." She climbs onto his bed, "Wanna add anything?" She asks him.

"He's not wrong our parents would choose you over me if we broke up." He laughs, "You're their little girl. You're Justin's baby sister. You're Nick and Chris's sister/best friend. Knowing how my family is with you... I know you're perfect and you aren't going anywhere."

[mobiusismycomfortcharacter]

WIP Wednesday

Something a little more lighthearted this week from the Sick Mobius fic :)

"You need to keep a better eye on Loki. I found him shooting peas at a group of minutemen in the cafeteria. He nearly started a food fight," B-15 said. She was standing in front of Mobius' desk, her hand gripping Loki’s arm like a vice. He looked rather pleased with himself, though he wouldn't look anyone in the eye. Mobius sighed and nodded. He agreed to watch Loki more closely before B-15 left. He ran a hand over his face in tired frustration and then turned to Loki, who was then sitting in the chair across from him. "What were you doing?" Mobius asked in a hushed tone. Loki grinned. "It was just a bit of fun. She's blowing it out of proportion." Mobius was too tired to argue so he just sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. He sat like that for a minute, just breathing in and out, before he opened them again. Loki was still sitting in front of him but the grin had faded from his face. "Okay. Fine. Try not to get caught next time," Mobius sighed. Loki nodded. "Of course. They wouldn't have caught me this time, except that C-76 turned his head just as I shot one off."

Thanks to @gloriouslokiuss for the tag. I'm gonna leave no pressure tags to everyone this week

@loki-is-my-kink-awakening @thosegayoldmen @megglesthegeek @distracteddream @andthekitchensinkao3 @ghoulehhh @in-my-loki-feels and anyone else who sees this

[sailorblossoms-rankane]

What's your most traumatic ranma1/2 ffic experience? I'll go first, dont remember the name, but 'ranma gets roofied at a houseparty and gets pregnant.'

i don't think i can top that if i'm real... i have trauma from other fandoms so i use ao3's filter system so there's a lot i don't see (i assume the most fucked up stuff is in older fics or outside of the rankane tag...) i also avoid very old fics (recently read one where ranma's solution to everyone chasing him was "i'm gonna let them kill me" and somehow this was humorous in tone lmfao meanwhile akane was traumatized?? it also commits the sin of grouping akane with the clowns chasing ranma, which i'm gonna blame on the old show) especially knowing people were just doing whatever back in the day (including people writing fics based on other's fics without having ever read the manga or watched the anime???) i can tell you things that annoy me instead lol (not including summaries that served me only to add more tags in my "exclude" bar cuz you couldn't pay me to read those)

akane struggles with insecurities but "a person who has zero confidence and is always on the verge of breaking" she's not.

ranma and akane fighting or their banther is not easy to capture, is it. a lot of fics overdo it. it shouldn't feel like they might kill each other for real or there's real HOSTILITY lol

casanova ranma: the manliest of men with the biggest of dicks, written for the female reader who might or might not want to fuck him or for those who might be self-inserting with him. this ranma will fuck anything with a pulse and a skirt cuz he's a grown man with needs! (nevermind that canonically akane is the one who gets anywhere near horny thoughts and that ranma runs from intimacy, self sabotages, is emotionally stunted and mentally younger than he is, moves and "grows" at a very slow pace, gets uncomfortable by the horniness of the guys around him, is generally uninterest in people's looks other than his own... fanon is fanon but surely more fics could take inspiration from that) (somehow i'm always jumpscared by this one... i remember a fic where every man was a fucking pig and after already meeting akane he sleeps with another girl and then goes out on the balcony to smoke and stare at a billboard with akane's picture hahahahahaha that's where i dropped it. i read it because, dumb bitch that i am, i wanted a cute idol/bodyguard fic, i was thinking more about the 90s movie in terms of vibes but anyway)

fics where ranma is just some guy. even in normal aus i feel like we need to have that curse! where's my girl! (even worse if it's paired with casanova ranma)

anything that uses ukyo and/or shampoo as exes for ranma or "they could be together and perhaps even be happy if it wasn't for akane" is an automatic "you haven't thought about this boy that much, have you" and also a "you're not catching what these girls actually want, romance-wise, and how little patience they have for ranma's actual self" ... they are specifically girls ranma is incompatible with mind you!

holy shit this fandom has a problem with shampoo. i will spare everyone the details of this one but writers who both like and dislike her fail to see her as anything other than a sex object or some sort of seductress she's never meant to be or an extremely promiscuous woman. she's a complicated character who's used for fanservice, but she's never meant to be "seducing" ranma, it's not something that crosses her mind or that ranma is in danger of. bro is a modest maiden here, more likely to faint. she's meant to be innocent in this area (in a way that doesn't match her actions but there's not a single thought behind those eyes when she jumps ranma! she's childish!) hate it when i'm jumpscared by "ranma ogling at shampoo/being hypnotized by her charms and/or using her for sexual relief" because "it's realistic" or some shit. girl fuck you. respectfully. let's look at the panels and pages with ranma and shampoo together because clearly, there are things we are misunderstanding here, things we aren't catching. the guy is freezing and shitting himself, he doesn't know to react. he's not being fucking seduced. i also promise we can use shampoo as an antagonist in fics without bringing sex or the prospect of it. i can say this with confidence because a lot of her antagonism in the manga is her using her brains and her abilities

i feel like i'm forgetting a lot of things but you know what, love that for me

[linskywords]

OKAY I THINK what I'm gonna do is make printable book versions of wolfverse and share the files with all of you! I'm thinking this would be a 6-volume set that anyone who wanted to could print through something like Lulu. (I've been meaning to figure out bookbinding by hand, but that's not gonna happen by June, and it would be much less sharable anyway.)

Questions for any who might have input:

Any of you have ideas for cover art and/or recommendations of cover artists? I'm tentatively planning to put something together myself but am not super experienced at graphic design and would potentially be interested in commissioning someone to Do Art.

I'm hoping to clean up any typos in the files before printing them, which is a bit daunting considering the series will be over 700K by the time the current installment is done. I suspect there are some of you out there who would enjoy the task of finding typos in the existing stories and telling me about them -- if that is you, let me know! Obviously no pressure, I know it's not everyone's thing, but in the case that that would be satisfying to your brain, I would welcome the help.

Wheeee I am just so excited to have these as physical objects on my shelf. 😍🐺📖

(FYI: I know some of you are nervous about fic being printed through sites like Lulu. I own the copyright on my fic, and printing hard copies doesn't feel like it's incurring more risk of a defamation suit than having the stories up online at all. If you disagree with my risk analysis, I suggest you block the "wolfbinding" tag, which I will try to use consistently, rather than sending me messages about it.)

You’re at 99 HRPF fics! Got anything special planned to be the big 1-0-0?

Ooh I was just noticing this the other day! Not only am I at 99 hrpf fics, I'm also at 1.946M words on AO3, and this June will mark my ten-year anniversary of posting hrpf (wild wild wild). I feel like I should do something to honor all three things happening so close to each other, but I'm not sure what yet. Open to suggestions if anyone can think of anything fun

[valeriapryanikova]

This season, on Hermitcraft...

(speedpaint)

[egophiliac]

Your first initial impressions of any Twst character vs your current feelings about them?

honestly, my perception of pretty much every character went through some metamorphosis of "this guy looks like a jerk" to "oh, he's a stupid jerk? now hold on." it's all about that balancing act between a dark brooding asshole and a dark brooding asshole who is also totally ridiculous, and it really does make ALL the difference.

perhaps most ironically, I've mentioned before that I was absolutely not into the Diasomnias at first, because the impression the website gave pre-release was somehow even less favorable than for everyone else and I was mad at Lilia for getting my hopes up for a token girl). and then we got their stories and, well, I kind of just haven't stopped thinking about them since. 🤷

also, I went in thinking that Crowley was going to be. y'know. competent at his job. a helpful guide. a mysterious yet caring mentor figure, a fitting leader for this band of delicate young magic waifs with their fancy little magic outfits and their perfect, perfect hair. I've never been so glad to be wrong.

[babacontainsmultitudes]

RIP Will Campos the only person who was murdered this episode.

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Okay, I know what my tag is, but dude... really? You gonna say something that stupid on the main tag? Like, I get it. This is tumblr, this is your blog, you can say whatever you want. Totally slay on that, so proud, blah blah blah.

But have you ever heard of the saying "don't yuck someone else's yum"? It's a common courtesy thing. You can say you don't like Redacted Audio. That's fine. That's your opinion, your perspective, your view. Totally valid. Not everything is for everyone.

But tagging it? Why would you do that? Did you just want all the people who enjoy the content that you out of the billions of people on the Earth don't like it? Did you want people getting upset at you and reacting to it?

I'm genuinely confused, dude. You could have just said this and left it at that. So the only reason I can think why you would put this on the main tag is that you want the engagement and you want the note numbers.

I’m gonna be so honest rn redacted audio is so buns😭😭😭😭😭

like genuinely I’ve tried SO HARD to like it but something about it just irks me😔

[deimcs]

THE DRAGON AGE SAGA + elven companions.