#im coining that it should be real

[riacte]

I feel like I learned a lot about storytelling + "marketing" a story from Webtoon (the Webtoon from a few years ago when it was still decent). The way it worked was that 1) story blurb to draw in people 2) three initial episodes to get people invested 3) one episode per week. It showed the strength of a strong summary with a genre but without trope tags (unlike fanfiction) or describing your work as abc meets xyz (which seems to be what YA publishing does nowadays?). The three initial episodes introduces tone, artstyle, main characters, main plot, basic worldbuilding, and is supposed to quickly "hook" the reader. I like the format of three initial episodes (instead of one) because the first episode is usually different (given its main purpose is to grab the attention of new people), the other two gives you a taste of what a "standard weekly update" might contain.

I feel a lot of Webtoons start with a strong premise/ gimmick/ hook but they don't know what to do with it. And that's totally normal because some premises are better when shrouded in mystery and you have to do the hard work of explaining the mystery. I've read Webtoons that start with one premise, then it gets sidelined in the middle as new themes develop, and in the end you realise the "premise" was a marketing tactic to draw people in and the story is about something else entirely, but you stayed because it was still a good story, and you have no complaints. (Eg. I think people step into I Love Yoo thinking it's a romance, and the first bits do seem like a set up for romance, but it turns out the genre is drama and the romance is a slooooooow burn.) I've read Webtoons that start with one interesting premise, then it fizzles away and turns into a rather standard story for its genre to the point the hook is barely relevant when it was what made it stand out. And on the rare occasion you will find a Webtoon that has its premise, develops the plot from there, sticks with its themes, and the ending is thematically resonant. (I think Cursed Princess Club does a good job at this.) But it's difficult to craft a very consistent and coherent story (especially given the serial format), so it's fine to just kinda sideline or even ditch your premise so long the actual main plot is solid. Your premise is what initially got people reading, but they'll get invested in other things. Maybe you even have to manually create a hook and get into the meat later once your readers are properly invested. But I feel most of the time it's otherwise because you can get a really cool idea but NO CLUE on how to end it and it sucks because either you drag on or give it an unsatisfactory ending. The good thing is that you get a "buffer zone" in which readers are still interested in reading due to the premise/hook and you get the time to properly work things out.

So I don't think a premise has to be completely executed and explained in order for a story to be compelling. If it does its job of bringing in new folks and convincing them to stay long enough to get invested in style/tone/plot/characters/relationships/whatever, sometimes it's easier to let the premise go. Sometimes you want a tonal shift. But at the same time, a premise is so useful for marketing purposes. You can talk about what tropes it has and what media it's influenced by, but what is the story actually about?

[themyscirah]

Okay so basically the United States MINT of all people is going to be working with DC to make a line of coins! These coins sadly won't be in circulation (the things I would do to live in a world where I could get Batman coins from the supermarket) as they're collectors coins, but will be releasing over the course of the next 3 years, 2025-2027.

Designs haven't been released yet (the same is true for all 2025 designs) but we know there will be 9 coins in total (3 each year) with the first year featuring (of course!!!) Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman.

Although we know the first three heroes to be featured, the remaining six have yet to be decided, and it turns out the Mint is putting out a survey on their site to gauge which of a group of culturally significant heroes people want to see most! (link to the form is mentioned in the article above)

The considered group includes: Supergirl, the Flash, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Captain Marvel, John Stewart GL, Aquaman, Hawkman, Jamie Reyes BB, Robin (Damian?), Cyborg, and Batgirl, of which 6 will be selected.

As someone who does a bit of coin collecting myself (mainly circulation coins like the quarters sets, but I also have a couple proof and collectors coins) I think this is a really cool and interesting idea that showcases the history of the comics medium and these characters and their influence on American culture. Really excited to wait and see what the designs look like for the coins already announced!

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The 1-2-2 Press

Full Court/ 3 Quarter Court Defense - The 1-2-2 press in basketball is a full-court or three-quarter-court zone press used to apply pressure on the opposing team as they attempt to advance the ball up the floor. It's named after the formation of the defenders:

1 defender at the front (point of the press)

2 defenders behind him, forming a second line

2 defenders in the back, forming the last line of defense

Key Features:

Front Line (1): The top defender pressures the inbound pass and often tries to funnel the ball to the sidelines.

Second Line (2): These players look to trap the ball near the sideline or half-court and cut off passing lanes.

Back Line (2): These defenders provide help defense, prevent deep passes, and rotate to cover any open players if a trap is broken.

Objectives:

Force turnovers with traps and deflections.

Rush the ball handler into poor decisions.

Control tempo by slowing down the offense.

When It's Used:

Coaches might deploy the 1-2-2 press:

After a made basket

To disrupt rhythm

Against weaker ball-handling teams

Source: The 1-2-2 Press

[ccaptain]

tl;dr: H:SR Kaeya only lets his hair down around his partner(s), when there's trust involved, and when he's deeply stressed to further inconvenience himself as a self-sabotaging technique.

There's nothing simple about H:SR Kaeya, and this includes his hair. It's a painful affair, down to every root of it.

He always keeps it tied up for a reason: for easy management, to keeps locks out of his face and for praticity. These didn't used to be his hair, but he will take care of it nonetheless. He only wears them down in two occasions, centered specifically around his partner(s) and situations of deep stress.

Around his traveling companion, he wears his hair down specifically around bedtime, when he joins them to either lull them to sleep by reading/telling them a story, caressing them until they're out or joining them for a restoring nap. Letting his hair down around them is an act of trust, and makes the act of untagling long locks after something so sweet a bit easier on him- he trusts that his partner will not feel inconveniencing by waking up with a mouthful of cobalt. Any help with untangling his hair is appreciated and helps with intimacy; he could fall asleep properly if his hair is played with in a relaxing situation.

In the second case, in situations of deep stress and even remnants of a trauma he's stuck with, he will often let his hair down and past his waist.

It's a self-punishment: his hair is troublesomely long, and tends to tangle and wrap him if he isn't careful. So he lets long locks go days with tangling around his neck, his arms, his wrists and pull at his scalp when he gives a careless tug to free a limb, a digit, the palm of his hand. He will let cobalt in front of his vision, impairing himself as much as he can. Why would anyone do this to themselves, knowing that it will just add to their mental stress?

Kaeya claims not to know why people self-sabotage, but the fact that he takes this behavior on without realizing is another example of how ironically human he is without seeing it.

He lets what's left of Kaeya Alberich punish him further. When he's down, he just keeps sinking until he feels like pulling himself together.

[m00ngbin]

Flipping the coin of terror to decide whether I talk to someone or say nothing forever

[todayisafridaynight]

snapp i was minding my own business eating dinner (with no youtube cause my wifi went out) and my brain ASSAULTED ME with remembering the entirety of the coin locker scene. why would it do that to me.

thats me im asking for help as i look at this blank canvas. think with me homie.............

[sweetsea1985]

Gave him the boot

Ended it with my fwb today bc the steady realization i have been in love with my ex best friend who i blocked and ghosted a year ago is too much for me to bear, even tho Johnathan was going to be a lot of fun bc he was into the exact same kinks as me in the exact same way and matched my freak to an eerie degree

So im gonna just kinda settle into maybe becoming one of those professional yeaners who still pine over their homoerotic object of affection like 70 years later. Wish me luck, I might become a published poet in like 5 years if i can channel whatever this is constructively!

[runaeveena]

Your dashboard if you were in a d&d fantasy world still involved in fictional erotica discourse part 2

⛰️ berenicesblade Follow

now that the new Mountain Angel volume has come out can we please tag spoilers, some of us are still waiting for our pigeon mail

🦚 faeynadaughter Follow

you can access the volume in full on TomePlane!

🎭 bardcampistrash Follow

until TomePlane acknowledges that its interplanar storage is made possible by binding aboleths to the plane and killing them then we are going to continue not using that platform, thanks

🦚 faeynadaughter Follow

aboleths killed my cousin who was a royal cleric. ill never understand why theres a whole movement to protect abyssal creatures when theyve caused so much damage to our kingdoms. and disliking a pocket dimension which provides thousands of people access to books? your attitude reeks of anti literaturism and mal-aligned virtue signaling and im not sure which is worse

🫒 tenthday237 Follow

Aliizya gets pregnant on page 62

⛰️ berenicesblade Follow

banished

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🏰 finchtruther Follow

okay but the way that faelor finch writes every song that perfectly fits pennbiel liiike its giving closet fangirl

🧭 waywardwarlock

seriouslyy!! like what else is "give me your unmarked hand / in the shadowfell we won't be a secret" supposed to be about if not pennipher and corabiel

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🌫️ cloudgiant-snailboy Follow

yall please dont fill up the unseen servant tag with your super fucking weird smut posts im just looking for tips on how to find my unseen servant

🪡 scç-writer

the search function on tomeblr does need to be updated but we dont have to kinkshame :)

🌫️ cloudgiant-snailboy Follow

the site is being overrun by virgin degenerates

🍯 treebarkhookhandwagondoor

sounds like you need Wilam the Wizard with Wandering Hands to help you summon the unseen stick in your ass

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🗝️ crypt-princess Follow

so whose going to be the first to commission a painting of that scene with Aliizya and the beholder 👀

🍎 bloodmaledickening Follow

i already asked my local artisan he said he's gotten two other commissions for the same scene lmao

🐁 softbarbarian

girl i commissioned a tapestry

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🕯️ andersfirelight Follow

friendly reminder that devil deals are a real thing that a lot of people fall victim too and that demons are malicious and do destroy peoples lives if theyre not careful so please be careful when consuming works like Hellionfinity which romanticizes devil deals and fiendish soul contracts

🌾entangled-farmer Follow

imo any work of fiction that involves a romance between any type of fiend is not just problematic but harmful

🕯️ andersfirelight Follow

i used to be indifferent to books that had devil romance interests because like thats their whole thing theyre seducing people to get their souls and the mc overcomes it, but reading through the replies i see that Hellionfinity actually ends with the devil character as the main romantic lead which is super problematic in terms of power imbalance and the fact that he has a redemption arc is so out of touch especially since our military is finally recovering from the azgurian assault

🧚🏻‍♂️arms-of-faelor

helliofinity also has a scene where the main character uses a soul coin that an imprisoned mortal gave him and he uses it to bring the devil out of avernus so he doesnt fully die and no one in the book mentions it or talks about how messed up it is to use soul coins and we never see the now bound to hell prisoner ever again

🕯️ andersfirelight Follow

hellionfinity officially cancelled on my end!

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☘️ celest-ial Follow

moment of silence for all the customers waiting on drink orders while the tavern wench gets her back blown out by a new guy every night ✊😔

🦁 king-killa Follow

the gods work hard but Girthy Gladys gets worked harder

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🎲 beholdersbeholdingme

paladin and warlock romances are OUT! cleric and necromancer romances are IN!

🪭 royalcoinpurse Follow

the only thing a cleric should do to a necromancer is beat him to death so she can revive him and kill him again

🎲 beholdersbeholdingme

❇️ arch-dryad Follow

i think we need to analyze why we're so quick to place women in categories of devious seductress or healer in romance novels as if that hasnt been the pervasive trope that holds magic-touched women back in our actual society

🍯 treebarkhookhandwagondoor

why do you assume these fictional tropes are mf couples only? can a gay cleric not beat his gay necromancer boyfriend to death?

🎲 beholdersbeholdingme

and off! beat him off cmon guys

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🧀 weremouse Follow

yall ever be talking or whatnot and feel like no one understands you

🪨 sebrenenogdon Follow

ᛄᚠ ᛡᚢ ᚳᚪᚾ ᚱᛁᛞ ᚦᛄᛋ ᛡᚢ ᚺᚪᚠ ᛏᚢ ᚱᛁᛒᛚᚪᚷ ᚦᛄᛋ

🧀 weremouse Follow

say that shit fr (<- looking around clueless)

🪨 sebrenenogdon Follow

ᛋᛁᚱᛁᚪᛋᛚᛁ

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🌠 crownofstars

remember when that person made a call out post for the author of ilairepeler for using a ghost writer and it turned out the author was an actual ghost. writing. like a literal ghost writer. like.

🍄gnomestool Follow

arent you the dwarf that fucked a slaad

🌠 crownofstars

how would you like to become a ghost so you can write more witty comments like this for eternity

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[unconvtional]

Hibiki Wataru Breeding and Bondage kink send tweet

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dont threaten me with a good time, nsfw‐streamer hibiki wataru .

mdni, 18+, nsfw content under read more

synopsis : your boyfriend, a famous porn streamer hibiki wataru, has invited you to his first anniversary stream, As his manager, you had no choice but to agree, but you didnt know you were agreeing to this.

sketch info : smut, cursing, bondage, breeding, gn reader, praise, kissing, overstimulation ( undescribed previous rounds ), you call hibiki hii to yk, save face. more creampies than imaginable, size kink

"'Who's the special guest'— " wataru repeats, "well, mm.. would you like to see them?"

the smell of sex was pungent and oddly sweet— the sounds of your breathy moaning and satisfying noise of coins being sent as WATARU held your masked face to the camera. You bite his thumb as it enters your mouth, staring into the lens, "hngh.. hii~ eek, hello, im.. fuck.. hii's manager." Your arms are secured to your collar. Your legs are wrapped around his waist, loose rope red hung loosely on your thighs and knees as his hips stutter. "so good."

He adorns a sly smirk on his sweat covered face. "You feel it all, dont you? fufu.." And he's right. Your eyes are rolling into the back of your skull as his cock slides in and out of your hole. his other hand is on your left thigh, drawing patterns on the soft, plush skin. "nh, should i snap a few photos, hm, hm~?" he teases, pinching your cheek. Wataru postions the camera to your entrance, it focuses on your swollen entrance and how it wrapped around and tightened on watarus flushed cock— his base is covered in a mix of his cum and lube, his length has a sheet of your shared juices staining the flesh every time he pulls out. you moan, shaking your head rapidly, "ugh, wait. hii, a second, please!" Your back and legs aches as he folds your legs over your shoulders, stretching your body in unimaginable ways.

— your hooded yet so round eyes, and still so soft as you look up at him, eyelashes fluttering, blinking away tears that blinded you so nicely. "so good f'me, hehe.. you like taking my cock, dont you?" he grins, moving his hands down only to have them graze angsinst your most sensitive parts "please— come on, more." You shakily beg your voice nothing but a whisper under the resounding squelch of your messy cum filled hole. wataru smiles softly, his hands are steady and quick, skilled enough to make the rope in your tummy snap. your toes curl as cum around him hard, mewling a thank you as you choke out a sob— hes really big, filling you up to the brim. his cock is kissing your g-spot with every thrust, wataru holds your hand as he shoots ropes of his cum in you with soft moans of your name.

his balls slap against the curve of your ass as more of his cum drips out as he pulls out again, your thighs quiver, and youre left unable to think. "One more round, what does everyone think?" he squints at you, waiting for you to nod. "And of course, let's ask my beautiful, pliant manager." Before he pushes himself back into you, he works dutifully on tying your legs together, securing your arms to your sides and right above your stomach. a bow knot is tied in the middle of your chest once he finishes. he rubs his tip on your slick hole, pushing his member into you with ease, his cum making it easier. you hiccup pathetically, gritting your teeth as drool spills from the side of your mouth. "Shit.. ah, hngh.. 'taru, please," begging for something, anything— you throw your head back, grinding into his onslaught of steady yet impatient thrusts. everything felt so much more real, you cant help but squirm and you feel something stronger in your stomach. "mm, last one, you're doing so good, stay still." his voice is soothing in your ears as he kisses its shell, with almost quivering hands, he pushes against the bulge in your tummy, you squeal, "no, no! dont press it.." your shaky moans drowned out by the obsene, wet squelch of your hole as you came around him again, your cum spraying out of your hole as you squirt again. " what a mess youve made of yourself, dear " wataru snickered.

his pelvis smacks into your butt and he holds your head up. kissing you "youre doing so good, so good!" with every word has a thrust to go along with it. the more you squirt, the messier your torsos and the camera get. "hic, dont move! hii, please, noo!" he smiles crazily at your messy state and pulls out, stroking his cock desperatly as he cums on your thighs and stomach, painting your skin white with glee. "Ah.. msnager, so good.. thank you, everyone, signing off for tonight." he mumbles into his mic, turning off the camera and shutting down stream before he lays next to your exausted body.

uh teah yjisnone ss hkrjble. i had so many fyas go perfect thsi but i didnt lol ill remake ti soon im sorry anon you gotta read this mediocre writingb im gonna eat myself alive

[schizophilus]

topaz day bc i love her sm dont u dare say a word about her shes my sister, girl, bestfriend, etc… aventurine likers who doesn’t appreciate her isnt a real aventurine liker bc if u truly liked him YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT SHE’S HIS FOIL. SHE FOILS HIS CHARACTER. AND SHE HERSELF IS ALSO A GOOD REP OF GROOMING VICTIM.

shes the best friend, shes the gal who supports i love her so much and yet she’s seen as nothing within the fandom… its either “omg i hate avenpaz” or talking down on her bc she devotes herself to the IPC like damn ofc she would SHES BEING MANIPULATED TO SHUT YO BUMASS UP. if youre gonna be a gooner or a hater at least hate critically. understand before you hate. hate with knowledge.

SHE’S THE FOIL TO AVENTURINE. JUST LIKE HOW RUAN MEI IS THE FOIL TO DR RATIO.

I feel like she and aventurine being the younger people + under jade’s care is intentional for them to highlight each other’s characters. (even their primary colors are reversed broo… cuz like, aventurine is green and inverted color of green is red and that’s topaz).

im going to go on an analysis ramble here, im not rereading anything ok PUTTING MY LIT STUDENT BRAIN TO WORK HERE

Topaz in a gem itself symbolizes strength, wisdom and calming influence and throughout the story we can see her as a character who was reliable and calculated considering her conservative approaches to the challenges she faced in the quest.

This is a juxtaposition well played by hoyoverse to highlight their decision-making processes - which is a foundation for their character. Aventurine is a gambler. His life philosophy is well known with his iconic quote of “high-stakes, high-rewards”. In contrast, Topaz represents a more calculated approach, even voice line during combat was “low-risk, high reward”.

Aventurine’s appearance and demeanor are misleading. Even his smiles serves as nothing more than a mask to fool others. And his Avgin eyes contributes more to this enigmatic nature - such colorful eyes, yet so dull and devoid of life. Much like hiding a complex hidden world under his “brazen bravado” attitude and flashy outfits. This creates an ironic contrast between how he appears and the “extraordinarily faint self beneath.”

Conversely, Topaz is straightforward and transparent. As seen with her attitude in her quest in Jarilo-IV. She wasn’t afraid to tell her tale of her planet, she was willing to talk it out and came to a calculated conclusion. Topaz’s character is also seen as affectionate and caring, as she was willing to take such a huge price for the people of Jarilo IV - of being demoted even and her care for her little pets in her splash art (+numby). Her strength lies in her compassion and clarity, providing a stark contrast to Aventurine’s deceptive nature - making her a trustworthy figure that emphasizes the irony of Aventurine’s masked intentions.

NOW ONTO THE PART I WANT TO TALK ABOUT

THEIR REACTION TO THEIR PAST.

Aventurine’s past as a slave and his resulting inferiority complex drove him to prove his worth through constant risk-taking. To be fate’s test dummy. To be thrown and tested around. To seek validation from risks. His need to control his fate, yet at the same time threaten it and challenge the blessing reveals a deep-seated desire to overcome his history - to let go yet he’s still stuck because his life is bound to his curse. Although one could argue that the IPC “saved his life”, he would still bite. His life is of no value anyways - he was just a pawn. Such as how Jade would still refer to him as “Aventurine” and not Kakavasha, even though knowing that it was his real name. He was nothing but a coin to the slots. A chance to see if they can reap the rewards.

Topaz, however, focused on building strength and validation from the efforts she puts out as seen with her and the IPC. Her project with Jarilo IV has caused her some distress, even during the Penacony quest as she was still bothered about it. But the moment Jade affirmed her, it soothed her almost immediately. She needed to prove herself to the people who “saved her planet”, to thank them as they gave her her life value. Jade, however, referred to Topaz with her real name, Jelena. Seemingly almost as if she valued her as Jelena, a person, and not a pawn on a board.

Topaz serves as a foil to Aventurine by embodying traits that contrast sharply with Aventurine’s risk-taking and enigmatic nature.

IF YOURE GONNA HATE, UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU HATE FIRST.

Fenrir and Topaz would get along. I wrote him to be Aventurine’s foil after all, they have a lot in common. Even their designs are similar with the color red and bows and the waist belt lol. They’re so best friend coded.

Fenrir would hang around for Numby and Numby is awfully fond of the man. Sometimes Topaz would think that Fenrir is a secret warp trotter because how tf did you write a whole study on language of warp trotter. And also, they both like shiny things. So hell yeah.

I have nothing to say they’re just so best friends.

[zzineedsleepzz]

We need more incorrect rescue quotes.

THE PEOPLE ASK AND THEY SHALL RECEIVE.

TRANSFORMERS RESCUE BOTS INCORRECT QUOTES PT2

~~~

Blades:”….OH! They call them “ships”, Cause of “RELATION-SHIPS”!”

Dani:”…What did you THINK it meant?”

Blades, shrugging:”Boat.”

~~~

Heatwave:”Hotshot, can I speak with you for a moment? In private?”

Hotshot:”Ooh, someone’s in trouble!~”

Hotshot:”…It’s me, I don’t know why I did that-“

~~~

Chief:”Dear life, when I said “Could this day get any worse”, that was a hypothetical question, not a challenge.”

~~~

Chief:”All and all, I’d say that was a successful trip.”

Cody:”Dad, we lost uncle Woodrow..”

Chief:”As I said, successful trip.”

~~~

Kade:”you lying, cheating piece of shit!”

Heatwave:”oh yeah? Says the idiot who thinks he can get away with everything. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD.”

Kade:”IM LEAVING, AND IM TAKING CODY WITH ME.”

Chase, folding up the monopoly board:”I believe we should cease playing now..”

~~~

Hightide:”Okay, let’s all just agree to say sorry on the count of 3. 1…2….3.”

Blurr:”…”

Salvage:”…”

Quickshadow:”…”

Hightide:”…”

Hightide:”Okay now I’m just disappointed in all of us.”

~~~

Cody:”What’s your favourite horror movie?”

Heatwave:”Saw.”

Boulder:”Annabell.”

Chase:”IT.”

Blades:”Highschool Musical. After watching it I had an intense fear that everyone would randomly start singing and I’d be the only one who didn’t know the lyrics.”

~~~

Blades:”Gatekeep, girlboss-…What’s the one I’m missing?”

Quickshadow:”There isn’t one.”

Blades:”But I thought-“

Quickshadow:”Nope. You made it up.”

~~~

Doc Greene:”Change is inedible.”

Chief:”Don’t you mean “Inevitable”?”

Doc Greene:”*Spits out coins*…No I do not.”

~~~

Chase, randomly appearing out of nowhere:”Good morning, Chief.”

Chief:”JESUS CHRIST-“

Chase:”No, I’m chase.”

~~~

Teenage Chief:”What happens to nitrogen when the sun rises?”

Teenage Mora:”It becomes…DAYtrogen!”

Teenage Doc Greene, walking away,so done:”…I’m going to my room-“

Teenage Chief:”Good nitrogen!”

Teenage Mora:”Sleep Tightrogen!”

Teenage Woodrow:”Don’t let the bed bugs bitrogen!”

Teenage Doc Greene:”*Loud annoyed screaming-*”

~~~

Kade:”Alright, ima go hop in the shower-“

Chase:”…What??”

Kade:”I said I’m hopping in the shower? It’s a normal thing to do chase..”

Chase:”…Huh.”

Later:

Chase, jumping up and down in a shower:”…I don’t quite understand the appeal.”

~~~

Dani:”Please tell me you did not drag bumblebee into this..”

Blades:”I did NOT drag bumblebee into this.”

*Knock at the door*

Dani:”…Who is that?”

Blades:”I think you know…”

~~~

Doctor Baranova:”dear, we just ate, why are you making pancakes?”

Doc Greene:”Oh, it’s for the dogs!”

Doctor Baranova:”…Why are you making pancakes for the dogs?”

Doc Greene:”Because they don’t know how!”

Doctor Baranova:”….”

Doctor Baranova:”That’s actually such a good point-“

~~~

Blades:”Wanna hear a funny joke?”

Hightide:”I only like dark humour.”

Blades:”….*Turns the lights off*..What do you call a fake noodle?”

Hightide:”….”

Blades:”…AN IMPASTA-“

~~~

THERE- it’s late at night and I’m still sick so ima go pass out and hopefully not die In my sleep-

[literallymikewheeler]

sometimes i wish that the hunger games movies were casted a little differently. do not get me wrong, i absolutely adore jennifer lawrence and josh hutcherson !! their acting was perfect and felt so incredibly real !!! however, i feel like it was harder for people to truly understand what the entirety of the games were, with how much older they looked compared to their actual age in the book. most people in the cast were in their 20s/30s during the filming of the movie, while in the book they were a lot younger. as seen in the "if it werent for the baby" scene; as humans, we sympathize a lot more with the younger people are. specially babies, kids and teens. yes, the movies did show how disgusting and horrible the games were, however, they did not exactly tap into a lot of peoples "they are just kids" mindset. one of the most memorable parts of the movies, however, is rue (and prims) death, which is one of a kid played by a kid. aka: the "they are just kids" mindset. if katniss, peeta, and gale were casted as they were in the books (16, 16, 18) they (being both the movie writers and the audience) would have focused more on the horribleness of it all, rather than the "love triangle" the movie tried to create to get more viewers. this also goes to show about the fact that people seem to dislike katniss' character for being too "mean" and "rude". in the books, we see a scared, traumatized kid, while the movies see a scared, traumatized adult (yes, i know she was a kid in the movies too, but a lot of people see her as jennifers age at the time, which was in her 20s) and as much as we should treat trauma equally, many people tend to show more sympathy, and understanding of the actions for kids with trauma then adults. this goes for gale as well. in the books, even if you dont like his character, you will be able to somewhat sympathize with him and understand how complex he is (+ this only applies you have common media literacy !!) while in the movies, we see an adult making all of his "mistakes", and think "well, he should know better!" if it were an 18-year-old boy in the movies who had just watched almost all of his district die, having to choose who to and who to not save, and then immediately get manipulated by coin (all while struggling with his grief, and anger towards the world) people would have understood him a lot better. while in the movies we get "prim reaper !! haha !!" "peeta is so much better ! i hate gale !!" (i was going to end this rant here, but i have one more thing and im done, i promise !) a lot of people will only watch the hunger games to talk about how hot, or attractive they find the characters, completely missing the point. these are kids. they are not some character whos whole point of being is for your visual approval. i will see an edit of finnick (i know he isnt a kid, but the point still stands) and the caption will be something like "i need him so badly" "on my knees for this man", and all i can think about is how many of you guys are just proving suzannes point. especially when it comes to finnicks plot, and what he went through because of snow at only 16. i will see people talk online about how much they love this ship, or about how attractive they find this character, but i rarely see anything talking about the actual point of the games (this is mainly only the nonreaders though) the movies completely went over half the audiences head, and i think that is similar as to what happened with tbosas too ("omg ! president snow is so hot !!") suzanne is just going to keep writing books and keep making them in movies, until everyone can finally understand the point of it all.

[bountydroid]

The Lonely Elf pt 2

Haldir x female!elf!OC

Notes: Sorry this took so long. Im surprised anyone actually wanted a part 2.

TW: Battle? No real descriptions of death or gore.

Word Count: 2,162

"Then I will die as one of them!" Aragorn's angry voice echoed through Helm's Deep. I winced as the men around us took in his words. Before Legolas could respond, Aragorn turned around and retreated from the conversation.

"Let him go lad." Gimli said softly, stopping Legolas from following after his friend. "Let him be."

The mood was dire in Helm's Deep. With each minute the orcs grew closer and the fear deepened in the men's hearts. I found a place to sit quietly, watching the hustle and bustle of preparing men and children. My heart saddened. Was this the end? I failed Bilbo. I told him I would look after Frodo but when he left I chose to go with the others instead. After everything he had done for me, how could I betray him in such a way?

"Bilbo will understand," Gandalf's voice rang in my memory. I confided in him about these feelings on the way to Rohan, but his words did little to comfort me. Tears fell down my cheeks as I wondered about Frodo's well-being. With all my heart I hoped that he and Sam were doing well, that they were safe and warm. I wished I would endure this fight to see them again, but I had little hope. After Legolas and Aragorn's argument, we parted ways, the four of us finding our own corners of the keep to hide in. We all needed to think about our dire situation and process it in our own ways. I chose this time to think about those whom I love. My wonderful family of hobbits, the company dwarves I have barely been able to face since our adventure went dire, and of course Haldir. I choked down a sob as I pulled out the coin Galadriel had given me.

"Let it help you remember what you are fighting for, and what awaits for you when your quest is done," I spoke aloud bitterly before tossing the coin away from me. "What a joke."

The hustle and bustle continued through the night. The women and young children had found shelter in the deepest part of the fortress while the rest of us readied for battle. I did not fail to notice the looks I received from the men of Rohan. They thought I should be with the other women, despite my experience in battle. A bitter taste settled in my mouth as I decided to look for my traveling companions.

"It's a little tight across the chest." I heard Gimli say from behind a door, I slowly opened it and stuck my head around the corner. "There you are, lassie!" He exclaimed happily causing me to smile down at him.

My eyes shifted to Legolas and Aragorn. "You ready to kill some orc?"

Before they could respond, a horn echoed from outside, "That is no orc horn." Legolas said, eyebrows furrowing before rushing out of the room to find the source.

"We come to honor that allegiance." Haldir's soft voice echoed in my ears. Before he could see me I backed up and hid behind one of the men as I held my breath. My heart jumped as I heard Aragorn greet him. "No, he can't be here." I thought to myself. Conflicting emotions filled my body. I was both happy and distraught to see him. How could he throw away his life by coming here? How could he seem so stoic in the face of certain death? I slipped back into Helm's Deep, hoping to find a corner to hide in so I wouldn't have to face him.

-

The men seemed more hopeful now that we had elves fighting at our side. I knew that our chances were still slim to none, but we had a better chance if the men thought we would live so I didn't say anything to persuade them otherwise.

"The she-elf? She's over there." I heard a man's voice ring out. I held my breath as I peered around the corner to see him talking to Haldir. Haldir's eyes flickered over to me before he looked back at the man. He gave him a small bow and headed in my direction.

I closed my eyes as I let out a long breath to steady my nerves as his footsteps became louder and louder. "Elowen." I heard him say softly as his feet came to a stop.

"Haldir," I responded as I opened my eyes to meet his gaze. Silence filled the air for a couple of minutes before I finally broke it. "Why would lord Elrond send you to die?"

Haldir looked taken aback by my question. "He didn't. I volunteered."

"What?" I questioned as my face twisted up in confusion.

"I volunteered when I heard he was sending troops." He repeated softly as he crouched in front of me.

"Why?" I asked, barely above a whisper.

He met my eyes before answering, "Because you are here."

The tears I had been fighting all this time started to spill out as I gave in to my emotions. I could feel him put his hand on my shoulder massaging it softly as I tried to regain composure. I tightly gripped his arm like I was afraid he would disappear at any moment. He continued to rub my shoulder to comfort me as my crying came to a stop.

I finally met his eyes again, all puffy and red, I wanted to respond somehow but words were failing me, Instead, I opted to throw my arms around his shoulders and bury my face into his neck, letting my actions speak for me.

-

The night sky grew darker as the soldiers fell into their positions. Aragorn, Haldir, and King Theoden had ordered each person to their designated place. We were as prepared as we could be. I stood next to Legolas and Gimli, picking my nails nervously. I tried my best to stop myself from searching for Haldir. It was for the best that I didn't think about him and his fate. I would only put myself in more danger if I was distracted. I tried to remind myself to have hope, even in the face of certain death. My grim attitude wasn't helpful to anyone. I tried to remind myself of what Gandalf said. "Look to my coming on the first light of the fifth day, at dawn look to the east." Would he be able to save us? I stewed in my thoughts as the torches in the distance came closer. Their footsteps were deafening as our army stayed silent.

"You could have picked a better spot!" Gimli said angrily as he tried to peer over the wall.

I let out a small scoff before turning to face the others, noticing the small smirk on Legolas's face.

"Well lad, by the luck you live by. Let's hope it lasts the night." Gimli said as Aragorn came up behind him startling me.

Where did he come from?

"Your friends are with you Aragorn," Legolas said as he stared at the approaching army.

"Let's hope they last the night," Gimli responded.

"This isn't the end Gimli," I finally broke my silence. "I refuse to die here. There is still so much I want to do."

Aragorn's voice rang out, his deep voice louder than the pouring ran. He walked among the elven archers, encouraging them in their native tongue. The Urukai army finally stopped marching, staring at us from the ground.

"What's happening out there?" Gimli asked while jumping to try and see over the wall.

"Would you like me to describe it to you?" Legolas responded, lightening the mood. "Or would you like me to find you a box?

Gimli's laugh made me smile, but it didn't last long when the Urukai started to bang their spears on the ground, creating a thundering rhythm.

The archers nocked their bows, preparing for Aragorn to say the word and let their arrows fly. As we waited for Aragorn's command a single arrow flew out and hit an Urukai in the neck, causing the army to stop and stare. The battle has started, whether we were ready or not.

-

I had lost track of how long we were fighting for, but one thing was for sure, we were losing. It was not unexpected as most of us had steeled ourselves for this outcome, but we were still filled with desperation and hope that somehow we would live. The outer defenses had fallen, everything but the main keep had been breached, and it was utter chaos.

"To the keep!" I heard Aragorn yell out, urging our forces to retreat. "Haldir!" He continued to yell in elvish.

My eyes scanned the wall before landing on Haldir's back. A sigh of relief left my body as I started to make my way towards him. I would drag him to the keep if I had to. Before I made it to him I saw him lean down with his hand near his waist. He was hurt. I started to run along the wall as fast as I could, pushing men and Urukai aside while I watched one come up behind him. I realized I would not make it in time, in an act of desperation I pulled out my knife and threw it at the Urukia's head, hoping that nothing would get in its way.

With a bit of luck, it hit its target. A sigh of relief left my body as I continued to run towards Haldir as the dead Urukai fell on top of him. "Haldir," I said as I pulled the dead weight off him. "Let's get you to a healer."

-

The keep was packed and there was an army banging on the doors. It wouldn't hold for long. I nervously bit my nails as I sat next to Haldir who was being tended to by one of the elvish healers. I watched Aragorn and Theoden argue about something, but I was too far away to hear. Satisfied that Haldir was safe I decided to go to Aragorn to be briefed on the situation. After a single step, I felt a hand grab at my wrist. Startled, I looked down with wide eyes at Haldir's face of desperation.

"Stay," He begged. "There is nothing out there but death."

"Are you regretting coming to my rescue?" I jested, trying to lighten the mood.

He scoffed as he pulled me to the ground next to him. Despite the chaos around us I felt content in the moment, like I was where I needed to be.

-

In a stroke of luck, Gandalf arrived just in time with the Riders of Rohan at his back. It was no small miracle that we defeated an army so large. After the chaos began to settle down the fellowship was ready to leave and face Saruman in his tower. When Legolas came to collect me I felt conflict in my heart. I looked to Haldir who was now on his feet and delivering orders to the elves. They were getting ready to head back to their homes. Home. My heart tightened at the thought. Like he could feel my eyes on him, Haldir turned to face me only to see Legolas holding my gear.

"Come Elowen, we must go." Legolas' voice rang in my ears.

"Okay," I responded quietly as I took my things from his arms.

"Wait," Haldir said loudly as he maneuvered through the crowded keep. "Come back to Caras Galadhon with me."

Legolas looked between us, "Make your decision quickly, Elowen." He said before leaving us to speak alone.

"I made a promise Haldir. It is important to me that I finish this journey." I responded with uncertainty as he towered over me.

"I do not wish to lose you." He said tenderly as his hand reached for my cheek.

I closed my eyes and leaned into his hand, enjoying the moment. "I must go, but when I am done and the ring is destroyed, I will come find you."

I opened my eyes to see a frown across his face. He hummed quietly as he lovingly rubbed his thumb across my cheek.

"I promise," I said, trying to reassure us both. "But I must go now, they are waiting for me." I turned away from him, trying to hurry to the fellowship before I changed my mind. I let out a small squeak as I felt a hand grab my shoulder and whip me around. Before I could protest I felt Haldir's lips collide harshly into mine. I melted into his body as the kiss became softer and more passionate. My mind went blank as I parted my lips, making way for his tongue to enter my mouth, deepening the kiss. When I finally pulled away he cradled my face as he gently knocked his forehead into mine. "Come home to me." He whispered.

[phanomenology]

who do you think is more Crowley coded and who is more Azira coded out of dnp?

i set myself hourly notifications ever since you send the ask and it still took me this long to answer, im so sorry 😭

to answer your question:

It might seem like obvious that dan is crowley coded and phil is azira coded because of their aesthetics and personality but stating that as that is too simple for me. lets break it down:

dan is like crowley in the obvious sense of having that edgy aesthetic and always needing to question things while phil is the one with the light aesthetic who enjoys what is happening despite the problems it has. just watch them play the game of life.

this reminds me of this quote from a book ive read for uni which really stuck with me:

so yea, dan is the social scientist who points out what most people miss and phil is the one who tells us that we shouldn't wallow in defeat of it but make our own meaning out of it. and we need both! they are like ying and yang, like crowley and aziraphale in that way.

crowley who questions heaven and thusly falls, but then doesnt stop questioning hell because he doesnt see the world in black and white, good actions and bad actions.

i think dan for a long time was not like that. i say this with the utmost respect but if you look back, his branding was usually self deprecating jokes and at least to me personally it felt like his perspective was pessimistic. he always made sure to leave a positive message but to me it felt like a wish for a better future, not a feeling of certainty that it will be better.

Phil on the other hand is very much like that:

Phil is like aziraphale and me in the sense that he gets irrationally worried about things,

but it is dan who literally did a tour about his worries of the world ending, with branding and all:

and yet:

phil and crowley both have that rational optimism, the sense that things will be okay. but aziraphale does not give up in-spite of the odds being against them. in s1 he refuses to run away to alpha centauri because he believes that they should stay and fight. that there is still hope. he does not accept that the world will end. but its crowley who sparks the idea of aziraphale raising the antichrist with him. its aziraphale who tells angel crowley of armageddon , and its why crowley gets upset and questions the almighty.

so my point is that phil has aziraphale's light aesthetic vibes and his fear of near doom but crowley's certainty that everything will be okay in the end despite it.

dan on the other hand has crowley's edgy dark aesthetic, his cynicism and sense of questioning belief systems, but also aziraphale's determinism to fight what he is sure is a losing battle/the end of the world because he wants to believe that it is possible that everything will be okay (that being the message of wad/ywgttn/big/etc...)

i want to talk a bit about 'dark/light polarity'. what we mean by that is two sides of the same coin. yin and yang:

☯️

they depend on each other, they interconnect and intertwine. be it real people or fictional characters, it is never a clear black and white binary, because what the characters have something that the other lacks and when they come together they become a whole. plato said humans once had 4 legs and feet, and then got split in half by zeus to punish us to live our lives yearning to be connected with the other half of our soul/coin, our soulmate. they carry sth of each other within them because there are shards that got broken in the middle when the being was split and were forced to choose sides.

so even tho it might seem like dan is more like crowley coded and phil is more aziraphale coded because of their light/dark aesthetic, there's many things of both in each of them and thats what makes it interesting and real to us.

[2000swootie]

FINALLY found a proshipper who isn't pro-para 😭 I tried migrating to aethy because their rules state that they don't allow pro-para/paraphiles but I'm STILL seeing a lot of paraphiles who are supposedly "anti-contact" on there and others who support paraphiles as long as they're "anti-c". I'm tired and just want to post about my fictional shenanigans about my faves without feeling unsafe, yk? I no longer feel safe in proship tags, and honestly coining a new term doesn't sound like a bad idea

Sorry for the long ask lol, you're cool and I completely agree with all your proship stances, have a nice day <3

Its no big deal to send an ask, dw!

I hate how quickly proship tags have devolved onto a bunch of paraphiles posting about how they wanna do things to *real* people/animals (bc the zoophiles aint getting a pass either) and how a lot of people in the community just accept it because of some irrational fear of gatekeeping (which is entirely due to how the term has been grossly misrepresented over the years. *some* gatekeeping is good, guys, it keeps genuinely bad people out!)

as far as making a new label goes, im still calling myself proship; if we just pack up and move to a different tag or w/e then these people will just keep ruining our already bad reputation with 'the normies' of fandom. the real solution is pushing these paraphiles out of the community, they dont belong here and should know that.

[idlenight]

I'm curios- what are the reasons from the demo that you like hg? It can be under the cut if you want to avoid people getting spoilers!

I will use any excuse to blab about HG, you are an enabler anon.

WARNING: Public Revelations Demo spoilers (for route 4.2) under the cut

Secondary warning of a LOT of text lmao.

hgsib variable.... i am obsessed w/ u.

You are Hollow Ground. You wake up in the middle of the night because you're a little parched. You untangle yourself from your polycule to go to the kitchen and get a drink.

There, sitting on your kitchen counter, is the villain that had previously refused to show up to the meeting you invited them to and send their assistant instead. They are in full armor, you are in your robes (a little underdressed for this meeting).

They offer you a cup of your own coffee that they just made.

Personally? I would be alerting my bodyguards polycule to the intrusion. But no HG just, rolls with the punches. I respect that.

But to get into the actual nitty gritty and the Connections(tm) to sidestep, focusing on the friendly + mind conversation because that's what I saw in my run.

In the friendly conversation where sidestep takes their helm off you get so much insight into HG's relationship with their sibling.

"Believe it or not," you start, *if ((suit_terrifying) or (hgterrified))   realizing how absurd this must sound, "I do believe it will be more advantageous to work together than be enemies." "You have certainly proven that you would be a bad enemy to have," Hollow Ground admits. *if hgreveal   "And I'm glad you're being sensible about this." The smile is real, as is the relief.   *if hgmind     "I wouldn't want us to be at odds. Not now."

a boss or hunter also gets this piece of dialogue that im unwell about:

  "Oh I know exactly who would," Hollow Ground says, voice sharper than it has been so far tonight. "Lord Ember. That San Francisco fuck has been making moves on my territory. I wasn't sure if you were one of his plants until tonight."   *if hgreveal     ${hghis} ${eyes} meet yours. Certainty. You're on ${hghis} side in this.

'Certainty. You're on [their] side in this.' <- homie immediately willing to believe step is on their side because they're probably his sibling, why wouldn't they be?

With a thief step, this dialogue comes up

  "Sometimes I can't be bothered though." You stare ${hghim} down, seeing how much leeway you have with your little stunt. "With the whole research thing. Is that going to be an issue?"   "You..." Hollow Ground groans.   *if hgmind     "You really haven't changed one bit, have you?"   *elseif hgreveal     "This feels far too familiar."

and the mindtalk + being defensive:

    "So what?" Your tone matches ${hghis}, because you have never once backed down from an argument. "Are you seriously surprised?"     "I shouldn't be, you always were a little shit." The words are out, flat on the table between you, coins not heads or tails but on the edge, spinning freely.

HG's youngest sibling confirmed to have been a little shit. (this dynamic was made for River 'born to be a shithead little brother' Becker fr fr)

Although my favorite part of the mind talk is this:

  *selectable_if (protected) #"You saved me," I gasp, focusing on that. "Why?"     "You saved me," you gasp, trying to swallow the taste of blood and drowning. "Why would you do that?" $!{hghe} must have known what you were trying to do. You're not sure if Hollow Ground is a telepath, but there is some form of mental powers at play here, that you could feel. Something...     "Hell if I know," ${hghe} @{hgsv lies|lie} and you know that now. Can taste the lie, not because your minds are entangled but because you can see it in ${hghis} eyes.     *if hg_relationship = "dangerous telepath"       "I should have let you drown like last time."       "But you didn't," you retort, wiping your mouth. "You know something."     *else       "Liar," you retort, wiping your mouth.

"You don't know?" You can sense the disbelief, ${hghis} eyes narrowing. "Fuck. Of course. That makes sense. Too much sense." "No it doesn't," you protest. "Do you remember anything?" Hollow Ground leans forward, too insistent now, almost reaching out to touch. You lean back, putting space between you despite the protection of your armor. "About what?" Why are you the one being interrogated? What did you see in there? What did you feel? "Your childhood." The words land heavily, and you almost laugh. As if you were ever a child.

The way that i am obsessed with ["dialogue" he lied] in texts. ALso ugh, HG leaning forward, wanting to touch sidestep. To make sure they're real? to comfort them? to comfort themself? They want sidestep to be their sibling so bad, need it to be true.

In fact is sidestep dismisses it (our memories got entangled. it's nothing more than that), then HG begs them to answer the question anyway, and are very clearly unwilling to let it go even though they won't force the answer because they're at a disadvantage.

  #"No," I say, which is technically not a lie. "Why?"     "No," you say, which is technically not a lie. No childhood unless you count being newly decanted, fumbling your way through the world before your memory implant. "Why?"     "Because you remind me of someone." Hollow Ground looks directly at you, eyes narrowing. "Someone who I thought I had lost long ago. Someone who should be dead."     "Some people don't stay dead forever," you joke with your grimmest smile, but ${hghe} @{hgsv takes|take} it the wrong way, eagerly leaning forward.     "Could it be...?" A pause, ${hghis} fingers tapping nervously against the table. "You would have been in your early teens. There was an... attack. They called it an accident, but nobody was fooled. You had been arrested, they said you suffered an overdose. They never let us claim the body, so I always figured it was police brutality. Didn't want us to see the evidence. I never thought there was a chance that you were alive?"

You can feel the hope radiating from ${hghim}. An old wound, reopened. Someone who loved ${hghis} *if afab   little sister *elseif amab   little brother *else   younger sibling and is now hoping that ${hghe} had been wrong all along. That there is a chance there had been no death. No body. Just someone disappeared into the system for whatever nefarious purposes. Someone who might be sitting at the table across from ${hghim}. Maybe. Hope. The most powerful and addictive of drugs. *if (((amab) and (gender = "woman")) or ((afab) and (gender = "man")))   You know in your heart that it is wrong. Not just because you are a Re-Gene and never were a child. But because the child you saw in ${hghis} mind had been a @{amab little girl.|little boy.} And you never would have been. Not back then.

Hollow Ground loved their younger sibling, Hollow Ground hopes that they are wrong. They want to be wrong, they need to be. For a chance that their sibling can still be alive, sitting in front of them now, breathing.

I could go on but this is already long enough lmao. Thanks for coming to another one of my TEDtalks ✌️.

[velvetvexations]

i feel like the sentiment of ‘human shields’ or ‘you should be able to use slurs (“theyfab” the one im thinking of) against a group that (you perceive as) your oppressors’ comes from like. a flow chart way of thinkin

it really isn’t math. certain women (as broad and vague as the group can be defined) absolutely have power over certain men sometimes. race is one of the main ones, but like, off the top of my head there’s also age, disability, and certain authority or workplace positions. i would even include as small as a community as like, a gathering of friends to whom ive just invited a new person. the new person is statistically gonna be shyer or more prone to being pushed out. of course there are always a million modifiers, a million past and future happenings that shape someone and may or may not add to their “power meter” (if such a thing is real and operates like a meter) but being any specific identity is not going to be the sole driving factor of all interactions, especially in micro communities with their own standards.

i guess what im trying to say is that the claim that one is oppressed in every situation due to their identity and therefore any bullying towards others of one identity just counts as ‘pushing the needle’ is disingenuous. it is much more comfortable to feel like the ‘beaten down person who is just lashing out against their attackers’ without realizing that those attacks do hurt because some of those people may in fact be just as powerless as you (not you, velvet!! example you)

Flowchart anon: forgor to mention, or course own identity can be impactful and everyone knows better than a stranger how they’ve been affected by their identity, but also I think it’s possible to harness power even when you don’t know it, or unfortunately don’t approach people that way

it's wild too because the slurs get explained away as being like Black people saying cracker and a White person telling a non-binary person of color you should get to call them slurs because they're like White people to them is wild on it's own but like

have you

EVER

seen a Black person go to the fucking mat on a daily basis for 'cracker' like TRFs do th**yfab?

Yes, obviously, Black people have regularly argued with disingenuous idiots about it all the time. But have you ever seen Black activists, out doing serious, important work, fiercely argue every single day against a massive horde of White people telling them not to? I'm not even saying that a Black person can necessarily say the word cracker without ten White people popping off in the replies. But how often do they get replied to? And how much of those White people are trying to get through that it sincerely hurts them, and not just claiming it's rhetorically hypocritical?

Because from the TRF perspective it feels like "no but we should get to use this insulting word for other people and if not you're literally killing us!" is like, the major discussion to be having! I've talked a lot before about how even I, someone massively triggered by things outside of intercommunity stuff, somehow manage to bring those issues up more than TRFs do with their incessant focus on the perceived transmisogyny of other trans people, but good Lord. Even if it WERE okay and justified, it's so obvious they care about their sacred right to be aggressive towards other people over literally anything that will ever actually help a single trans woman.

They're exploiting the concept of "punching up" to be mindlessly cruel to another group of marginalized people. And frankly that should be insulting on it's own. Even if you did buy into the explanation that the word was coined by trans women mad about some non-binary people scabbing for Wymyn's Warped Tour,* they're seriously saying that's the equivalent of centuries of enslavement and violent terror? Like yeah, God, remember that time some th**fabs got to watch a bunch of cis women play acoustic guitar while reciting bad poetry and I didn't? That was exactly like a burning cross in the yard warning me to not vote.

*AND IT FUCKING WASN'T