#in fact did the women even talk to each other on page at all? I'm not even going back there to check fdhgf

[chaosintheavenue]

One of the most freaking bizarre facts that has ever been shared with me in my cursed life:

Anybody remember NP? The original JJ torment fic? If you’ve ever seen it, what’s the one burning question you had in your mind after the fact? That’s right, I’m sure you wondered whether it passes the freaking Bechdel test. And thanks to my brother, the world may finally know! The answer is no, it does not.

[lolasimms]

a lots gonna change pt.7

Summary: Married life isn’t great, infidelity ensues, and things change

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"I'm sorry... what?" You laugh, surely she couldn't be serious, you were starting to believe that delusion and craziness was following you around now.

"I'm not lying y/n, she and I have been seeing each other for a while now" Amelia mutters, unceremoniously as she takes peeks into your home. You immediately become protective and stand closer to the door, in case she suddenly went into rampage and tried harming you or even worse, harming Lila.

"Amelia I have to ask, do you really expect me to believe you?" She sighs aloud and then crosses her arms over her chest in defence at your words.

"Why wouldn't you, y/n... maybe you don't know Ellie as much as you think you do."

"She's my wife, I'd like to think I know her quite well" you defend, you were starting to get irritated, just who did she think she was to be coming into your home and questioning you.

"Y/n we need to sit down and talk about this, I'm coming to you as a woman. I realised what she and I have done is wrong and the only way I can repay you is to confess" her eyes were pleading, her brown orbs staring deep into you and you had to try your hardest not to crack.

"Amelia I can't do thi-" you're cut off when she begins rambling.

"Y/n I have photos, texts and call logs, I can prove it to you please just let me show you!" Her voice was now raising, and you couldn't bare the thought of any of your neighbours coming out and seeing any of this commotion.

"Fine, come in"

-

Ellie was having a great morning, the two of you had made love, she and Lila had taken a walk to the park and then she was off to the golf course with Vic and Page. With Amelia off of her back, she and y/n's relationship strengthening and her time off at work, she had never felt better. Not to mention the fact that she had absolutely smashed Vic and Paige at golf today.

"We getting drinks or heading to your place?" Paige questions, as she places her club back into the trolley.

"We can have drinks at my place, I'm pretty sure y/n opened up a bottle of moscato" Ellie says, placing the trolley into the golf cart.

"Honestly I'm down to get tipsy, moscato sounds nice" Vic laughs and gets into the cart, as the two women follow suit.

-

"This was one of the hotels we frequently stayed at, she was strict about phones but once in a while it was dominating to be able to capture such sweet moments between us" Amelia reminisces on the intimate times she had spent with your wife . Tears were now flowing freely down your face, and you felt like your world had stood still. At first you had no reason to believe her, she was probably some weirdo that go a kick out of ruining lives you thought, but what would she benefit from lying? You asked yourself, but these photos... these photos of your wife, the woman you so strongly loved, the woman who you shared a child with, laid in bed with a stranger who wasn't you had solidified it. Ellie had been cheating on you, and it had finally started to make sense. The next photo however had done it for you, the both of them stood in-front of a mirror as she held Amelia in her arms, a faint smile on her face, that's when a sob broke out of you and all prospects of self dignity had broken.

"Look Amelia, if you think I'm blaming you I'm not, sure I hold a small level of resentment because you fucked my wife, but she's the one who made a vow to me, this ring symbolises... well it symbolised monogamy and she couldn't even uphold that" you say as you stand in front of her, as she awkwardly sits on the sofa. Amelia wasn't expecting this, in fact she expected a slap to the face. She knew for a fact that if this ever happened when her and Ellie got married she would've killed the bitch so for you to show such empathy towards her made her feel somewhat guilty.

"Y/n, I'm sorry" Amelia trails off, as her eyes fixate on the fireplace in-front of her, you hold your breath, not sure if you could handle another blow to the heart right now but nod, an urge for her to keep going.

"I- I really don't even know what to say I should've stopped once Ellie told me she had a family but I was too selfish and-" the sound of the front door opening and the faint murmurs of what you assumed were the voices of Ellie, Paige and Vic catch your ear and you are left feeling like you could throw up. Amelia too, looks frightened as she shifts worriedly from her chair and looks at you in fear. The sound of their voices grow closer, and then subside as soon as they reach the living room, and are met with the unexpected guest. Ellie frantically looks from Amelia to you, as Vic and Paige stand their silently and uncomfortably. You were assuming they knew about Ellie's affair, making you heart break all the more.

"I should probably go, bye y/n" Amelia mumbles as she stands up and looks at you, you nod in acknowledgment and she walks past Ellie who is frozen in the entryway and gives her one last look before she makes her exit. You don't bother looking at your wife, the thought of even having to communicate with her makes you want to drop dead.

"Y/n what did she say?" Ellie walks towards you, kneeling in front of the couch you are sat on, she tries to touch you but you retract your hands from her arm.

"What do you think she said... huh?" You mutter as the waterworks return.

"Vic, Paige you guys should go, I'll catch you later" Ellie looks behind her as she orders her friends to leave. You scoff at the level of pathetic that she is, she could freely engage in an affair and have her friends know about it but when it came time to face confrontation they had to be gone?

"No! They can stay, they knew anyways so let them stay" Vic looks to Paige and shakes his head.

"Y/n, we'll go you guys ca-" you cut him off

"Shut the fuck up Vic, the past five months the two of you have come into my house and had the audacity to play nice when you knew she was cheating on me?"

"Y/n it's not their fault just let them go" Ellie pleads as she tries her best to get you to look at her, you refuse to comply.

"No! Its fucking disgusting, especially you Vic. I trusted you, I chose you to be my daughters God father, I fucking trusted you... and you- you knew this whole time" you were now uncontrollably sobbing, struggling to catch your breath as you pointed your finger at them. Ellie tried desperately to touch you, console you but all you would do was swat her hands and pull away.

"Vic and Paige get the fuck out, I'll talk to you later" Ellie calls over her shoulder and they quickly scramble.

"Y/n please, baby I neeed you to listen to me" Ellie begs as tears begin to fall down her face.

"You cheat on me and you're fucking crying? You betray me and you get to shed tears?" you yell, not caring if it wakes up your daughter, you were too riled up and you couldn't stop now.

"Y/n I don't... I don't know what I can do to make this better I- I tried to stop it bu-"

"But what Ellie? You're too selfish... you're too much of a self centred cunt who can't appreciate everything she has?" You stare into her tearful eyes, awaiting a response that seemed would never come.

Tell me, where did I go wrong... huh? Was I not good enough for you? Did you not feel loved by me?" The words fall out of your mouth in a sputter, as saliva bubbles from your heavy breaths. Your nose was running and the tears wouldn't stop, the lump in your throat was beginning to physically pain you.

Her silence was angering you, she just sat there, refusing to say anything, refusing to acknowledge her faults and mistakes. And to be quite honest you didn't even think an apology would fix anything, you just wanted to be left alone. You lift yourself off the sofa, removing the wedding ring that had once been a symbol of love. It was a symbol of monogamy, a symbol of togetherness and a symbol of your future, a future that was now tainted in infidelity and betrayal. You drop it on the floor in front of her and she immediately begins to panic. As you walk up the stairs, she follows you and frantically begins begging ; "I'll change", "I'll do better", "I love you", "I don't deserve you", "We'll keep going to therapy" but you tune her out, as best as you can and head for the bedroom.

Once you've made it to the bedroom, you're standing on your toes, reaching for your suitcase.

"Put the fucking suitcase down, what are you doing?" Ellie yells as she tries taking the heavy object from your hands. You try your best to pull it back but her grip is deathly tight. You resort to grabbing necessities instead. You start with your pyjamas, underwear, some work clothes and your jeans and throw them on the bed. As soon as you turn to gather your shoes, Ellie is snatching the clothes and putting them back in the closet.

"Stop fucking touching my shit, STOP!" You yell as you get all up in her face, your patience was wearing thin.

"No! You're not leaving me, please baby I promise we'll work it out" for the person who had done the cheating, she seemed to be way more emotional than you and you can't help but roll your eyes at her.

"Shut the fuck up, we're not working anything out, Ellie. Go fuck with Amelia for all I care" you angrily grab your clothing and stuff it into a duffel bag as she continues to sob. Your next action however surprises Ellie, as she watches you exit the room and make your way to Lila's. She follows you inside and her heart jumps when she sees you opening the child's dresser and pulling out items of clothing.

"What the fuck are you doing, are you trying to take my daughter away from me?" She yells, and Lila immediately begins to awaken from her sleep.

"She's my daughter, you don't even fucking care about her" you spit as you pull out rows of dresses and onesies from the closet.

"Yes the fuck I do, don't accuse me of shit like that" she booms angrily as she forcefully, pulls you away from the closet. She drags you to the outside of the room and you've finally had enough. Without much thought to it, you land a hard slap to her face. The action leaves a tingling sensation on the tips of your fingers and depths of your palm and Ellie is stood their taken aback. A red mark on the spot your palm had landed beginning to form.

"I'm leaving, and I'm taking my daughter with me, and you are not stopping us" you spit and return to the child's bedroom.

-

Ellie stays far away from you for the remainder of the afternoon and you complete the minimal packing and get Lila ready to go. You descend down the arched staircase with the toddler in your arms and a heavy duffle bag in your hands. As soon as Ellie hears you she's rushing to the staircase and your daughter finally acknowledges her presence.

"Momma!" She squeals in delight and you quickly grab your keys and unlock the front door. Ellie follows behind you and have to try your best not to scold your daughter who's hands are out trying to reach for her mother.

"Let me at-least say bye to my kid y/n" Ellie begs as you settle Lila into the booster seat and place the duffel bags on the car floor next to her. You ignore her and shut the car door, as you journey to the drivers seat.

"Will you fucking talk to me, hear me out?" She pleads for a final time and your response is to simply slam your car door shut in her face. Tears start pouring again as you drive away from your home, the place that had once been a temple of happy memories and domestic bliss, now ruined with thoughts of Ellie's infidelity.

"I want momma!" Lila whines from the backseat and you tune her out.

"Mommy I want momma!" She's whining and you feel like your head was about to burst, the headache in addition to her sulking was going to be the death of you. "We're going to see Aunt Dina, baby, don't you want to play with JJ?" You force the addition of enthusiasm into your words to sell her, but she simply frowns, only wanting her mother. You locate your phone with one hand on the wheel, planning on calling your only friend.

You didn't know what was going to happen, would it always be like this? A constant battle between Lila choosing you or Ellie. Would she pick her over you? Would you have to go to court over this? How would you explain this to everyone... Joel, Your mom, Nara? You hated her, you hated Ellie so much and you hated that she had destroyed you so easily, why did she have to cheat on you? What had you done? Where did you go wrong?

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[utilitycaster]

Do you think that Laura and Marisha are deliberately making their relationship somewhat toxic and unsustainable or do you think they see the relationship as healthy? It is just so different from all of the other relationships they have been a part of and not really in a good way. Would love to get your perspective on it if you have one

I am honestly unsure. I would like to say it's deliberate. Prior to it becoming canon, in fact, I, and a lot of other people who were less than enthused by Imogen and Laudna's romance and weren't entirely sold from the start, made the case that we expected they would be talking to each other and would put together a compelling story, not the dull fluff so common in fanon. While whether it's compelling is a subjective judgment, we know for a fact they didn't talk to each other. We know for a fact Marisha was surprised by the question of "Can I kiss you," and Laura was surprised by the answer. We know from a 4SD not long after (4SD #16, Kiss and Tell) that several episodes later they still hadn't talked. We know that Marisha perceives Laudna as holding Imogen back (and that Laudna perceives herself as doing so) from the Rose City Q&A. We know that from 4SD #20 (Episode Twenty) that Laura doesn't like conflict in narrative and Marisha does, and that Laura was thrown by Laudna's regression following Ashton's attempt to absorb the shard (4SD #19, Shard Candy).

I don't know if it's deliberate or not; I don't have any extra insight that isn't public knowledge any fan can easily access. But man, it doesn't feel like these are two actors on the same page about what's going on.

I've touched on this before but mostly in tags or whisper posts but I've always felt ill at ease with a number of for lack of a better term "fandom-approved opinions" and one of the ones that has baffled me the most is this idea that Marisha and Laura have exceptional chemistry. I watched Campaign 1 knowing the endgame ships but deliberately avoiding the fandom, and Vex and Keyleth did not even once occur to me as a thing. I watched the first year of Campaign 2 without a ton of fandom interaction because I was avoiding additional C1 spoilers and it seemed crystal clear that the obvious ship was Beau and Yasha; it felt like Beau and Jester only even had enough potential for me to multiship it as my general "whomever Jester picks" for like, 30 episodes. And yet people - people who didn't even ship either of the above ships and in some cases disliked them- would just say "oh man I can't wait until we get to a campaign where we can finally explore Marisha and Laura's incredible chemistry!" and it's like. I feel like I'm the kid in the Emperor's New Clothes on this! I understand that chemistry is to an extent a matter of taste and subjectivity, but it just increasingly feels like people looked at two campaigns of tables where Ashley was frequently absent and said "well, if I want an F/F ship that's between two of the women in the cast, I guess this is what I have to work with" and repeated to themselves that a flat pamplemousse La Croix was a Piña Colada until they started to believe it. I mean if someone wants to explain it to me in good faith I suppose be my guest and I will try to take it in, but it feels like people just treat this as incontrovertible fact and if you doubt it they're like "don't you have eyes" and it's like, well, pretend I don't. Explain like I'm eyeless and five because I have never understood this. They both have more chemistry with every single other cast member; it's not all romantic but man, I didn't even buy Laudna and Imogen as platonic best friends of two years. I have never had this problem with any other pre-existing character relationships Marisha and Laura have played, platonic or otherwise. It's literally just them. I just never feel like they're quite on the same page.

Back to the relationship between Imogen and Laudna onscreen, this was easily the best conversation since the start of the gnarlrock fight, and it is my hope it doesn't fizzle out the way that did. You can't keep kissing Laudna whenever she fears she's lost forever to Delilah, Imogen. Or you can, but that won't fix the problem. Again: are you disgusted? Do you feel betrayed? If you're not, why did you say that? If you are, how will you move past it? Do you want to be with someone who never feels like they're good enough for you? Laudna, do you want to be with someone who, no matter what they say, you feel you're holding back?

Early in the campaign, my feeling was that of our current situation, switched - Imogen felt her powers were a burden and a curse and Laudna kept referring to them and to her glowingly. It's just...ships passing in the night, no pun intended here. I hope it's on purpose and whatever comes from it is a good story - and either a tragedy or a happy story could be a good one. But I have a nagging sensation that Laudna wants out but is afraid to say no, and Imogen is afraid to let go, and I honestly don't know if the actors have realized this impasse and how the characters might resolve it, one way or another, besides the insufficient bandaid of a kiss whenever the conversation gets too uncomfortable.

[s1urpjuic3]

Hi guys, it's me again, here to give my 2 cents on a another fandom.

Now, I felt the need to do this because as I pleasantly scroll through some Jarley content, I see 'Shipping a toxic couple is gross' 'Jarley is weird' 'Their not even together anymore' (If I could find the original post, I would so tag whoever made it because TODAY I CHOOSE VIOLENCE'

This literally might be my first ever (Omg they're so cute together as a kid. THis is my childhood right here. Jarley. Now, I respect and love her and Ivy as much as the next, but as a child, I didn't see the toxicity and the violence of Jarley, all I saw was my favorite cartoon villians, and it's just carried along to who I am now.

The main flaw about this is that THIS. IS. FICTION. Not even like, Game of Thrones or King of the Hill fiction. THIS SHIT WAS ORIGINALLY MEANT FOR FUCKING KIDS! Mf an 8 year old don't gaf abt or know about no abuse and shit. (Unless they come from that type of household, in which cases I completely respect that) Like, it's no reason that people should be this pressed over CHARACTERS that you literally can write them to act different. The writers of DC comics decided that 'Hey, this is how we want Joker, and he's never gonna change or treat Harley right' They could just as easily wrote it another way, henceforth, fanfic writers writing it a different way.

It's not about them being toxic it's about them matching each others' freaks. Everyone acts like Harley isn't fucking insane either like be so fr. She was gonna break eventually either way. The freakyness is rooted deep down inside her fr fr.

I personally/secretly wish their relationship was more like Cleo and Deuce from Monster High (Yes, I'm comparing them to someone again, I can't think of anyone else rn) Where; Yes, the Joker is mainly still and evil shitty Batman-obsessive weirdo, but he was always nice to Harley, and Harley was just like "Radical dude" (Lmaoooo) But in all seriousness, a plot where they both mutual respect each other, make realistic mistakes and hurt each other, but work it out in the end would have been great.

But I love the fact that the writers touched on the topic of abuse. I feel like not enough comics/media or anybody really talks about things women go through, or they romanticize it. I don't think anyone who ships Jarley wants to take away from what she went through. You can love them together and still not like what The Joker did to her. These feelings don't have to be mutually exclusive.

Anyways, this is too long again. Love y'all open minded Jivey fans. To the rest of y'all though? Eat dick and ☠️

(Side note: I reblogged a post on my page that talked about fans making Poison Ivy a one-dimentional character by making her entire personallity about Harley so HA SUCK ON THAT)

[drbased]

Thank you so much for answering ! I was so hesitant about sending that ask because to me it was just an unnecessarily morbid and sad vent, so imagine my surprise when you said it was lovely to receive 😹

I have watched the alt right playbook series when it came out ! I used to be very involved in skeptictube back in the day and everyone recommended it. I'll need to rewatch it ! I was wondering if you had recommandations about the satanic panic specifically, as you mentioned listening to/watching something about it ?

Your paragraph about conspiracy theories is SO on point! I definitely need to translate it and show it to my mother, you worded perfectly what I've been trying to explain to her. Q anon really is a good example of these things because it is exceptionally stupid and extreme.

A few things about the Emmanuel Macron theory :

My father didn't come up with it, he never does. I'm not sure how to say it in english but my father is very influencable, he is very easily convinced by people trying to sell him products (or ideas...). Most of his ideas come from people he follows on twitter and odyssee. As for the theory itself : the idea that Brigitte Macron is actually male is very popular amongst french conspiracy theorists, and I suppose you are not aware, but even without that she is quite the controversial figure. She was the president's teacher in high school and if I remember correctly, when he got his diploma she left her husband for him and they have been together even since. I'm not giving my opinion on this whole debacle because it's above my paycheck lol, but as long as my father has known who this woman is, he has hated her with a burning passion and made it very clear from how he talks about her. Long story short he wants her hanged on the time square 👍. This is all very hypocritical of him considering he never had any moral issues with his sister (my aunt) marrying a man she started dating when she was 12 and he was 28. And never acting up and doing something to help her when he turned out to be abusive. (Shocker I know)

For your answers : I agree with everything apart from the fact that Macron is a right wing politician and my father also wants HIM dead 👍 he wants everybody dead. He used to be anti death penalty and a profound pacifist, but now he cannot dislike things or people normally. Everything becomes extremely violent.

Writing all this has been very cathartic! This situation has been harder and harder to live by the day (I still live with my father after all) and I've been having a bit of a breakdown because of it. It's hard to remain cordial and polite with someone like this everyday, because every activity, every subject of conversation is tainted. It has taken all the joy out of our home life, mine especially. So thank you for hearing me out :) you're really cool

Nice to find another informed and cultured fellow like myself! I'm very glad you're familiar with the alt right playbook. Imo it should be standard 'reading' for any wannabe leftist. My favourite video is the one on 'controlling the conversation' which has entirely shifted how I engage with people online, and is responsible for why you don't see me argue much on here.

Don't worry about being morbid, I'm used to all sorts of things I probably shouldn't burden my fragile mind with. Regardless, I think it's so important that women speak out about our experiences with each other. What I find so fascinating about feminist analysis is that literally every subject you can name will inevitably relate back to some patriarchal ideology/practice - which makes sense because women are 50% of the population and male oppression is so universal that of course it would permeate everything.

Huh, Macron's wikipedia page mentioned associations with the socialist party. And I also figured that it would make sense him being considered left wing, since right wingers are obsessed with emasculated, 'soft' men having left wing politics. However I did originally intend to put 'left wing' in air quotes because I'm aware that even self-proclaimed left wing parties are liberal at best.

Here's the video that sparked my thoughts - it's a much more standard exploration of the history of satanism so there's not much in terms of analysis, just history. I'm getting slowly used to it but now whenever I hear a man speak on a political/philosophical subject, the absence of feminist analysis is palpable. I'm a big fan of breadtube and skeptictube but since I started engaging with feminism I can't help but notice those glaring gaps where they'll say stuff like 'trads want women to go back into the kitchen because they believe that men and women should have certain roles' - they're so deathly afraid to address what those roles are and why they exist, it would be funny if it wasn't frustrating. If I find any better resources on satanism I'll let you know; it would be cool if anyone has any good book recommendations on things like satanism, conspiracy theories etc. from a feminist point of view. (I think Gyn/ecology might touch on it? I've not got a copy unfortunately).

I am very unsurprised that your father is fine with a age gap between an older man and woman but not the other way round. It's one of the oldest double standards in the book, I'd wager! Also unsurprised about the sharp turn to loving violence in all forms. It's funny isn't it, how the absurdity of qanon is so obvious - it's been said before by women on here that there seems to be something so enticing about these farcical ideologies. I think people like confidence, they like the idea of being sure against all odds, and the more ridiculous the assumption the more you have to take it in on faith - and then you're locked in, because admitting it was wrong will eventually require you admit it's also patently absurd. I think a lot of people just don't want to take that leap. There are a lot of books on how to escape cults that might be of interest? Combating Cult Mind Control by Stephen Hassan comes to mind - I haven't read it but I've heard good things about it.

I didn't know you still live with him - that's incredibly tough. I can strongly imagine how difficult that would make day-to-day life. I have experienced something similar before. Not being able to talk freely with loved ones in your own home really does change something inside you, I think. I'm glad writing it all out has been cathartic for you - we women need to do this more, our experiences need to be heard and documented. I hate the fact that because of our visibility online we can never give too much away, but there are ways around it I think. It's been so incredibly cathartic for me to write - it's made me feel not crazy, it's given me focus and purpose. Anyway, best of luck to you, I hope you get out of that situation as soon as possible, or at least find some way of making it more palatable for yourself.

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trips over a rock into your inbox. DALEK UNIVERSE YOU SAY. DALEK UNIVERSE FIC. DALEK UNIVERSE

YEAHHH!!!

Ok, the stuff I've written is... not a lot, so I'm just gonna put them under the cut.

The Doctor sits against the small door to the engine room, staring out the window opposite him. From this angle, he can't see the space station, only blackness and specks of light. They've been flying for about half an hour — to be more precise, thirty-two minutes and twenty-seven seconds — and they’ve barely said a word to each other. Anya walks down the small corridor. “I've put on the autopilot,” she says, and sits down next to him. The Doctor doesn't lean into her, doesn't take comfort in her closeness. Even androids are fragile, and Anya’s only human. “He's gone, Anya.” His voice is hollow. “Mark's gone.” “I know.” It's a statement of fact, as all exterminations are. You can't survive that, you just… can't. He knows this better than most, and yet here he is hoping beyond reason that this time it's different. “I lost him.” Again. The latest in a long line of casualties, people he failed to protect — friends he failed to protect. “I lost.” The latest in a long list of people killed by the Daleks. Finally, he leans into Anya, because he can't do this alone. Neither of them can. Finally, the Doctor moves. He gets up, and opens the door. “I need to…” He waves the device as way of explanation and

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“This is boring,” the Doctor announced, for about the thirtieth time that hour. “This is the most bored I've ever been in my life.” “Really?” Anya asked, looking up from her phone. “Not really,” the Doctor admitted. “There was this one time I had to stay still for seven centuries.” “How’d you survive that? You're like, so VAST.” “Vast?” “Variable Attention Stimulus Trait,” Mark 7 answered. The Doctor could’ve slapped himself. He'd been spending much too long in the 21st century, but in his defence, they did keep changing the names of mental disorders. “It's irrelevant, VAST is a disorder affecting human brains–” “–And he's not human,” Anya finished. “Fine. Time Lord VAST. He's hyperactive enough.” “It's actually more about dopamine–” The Doctor sighed and shook his head. “You don't actually care, do you.” “Not really.” “Points for honesty, I suppose.” Anya hummed and went back to her phone. “So,” the Doctor shifted in his seat and threw his legs up onto the empty one next to him. “Mark. How've you been?” “You've been with me this whole time.” The Doctor sighed again. “Yeah, I know, it's just a conversation starter.” Neither of them answered him. “Fountains of conversational material, you two are.” “Go talk to someone else, Doctor.” The Doctor groaned, but got off his seat and walked over to where an elderly woman — or he assumed they were a woman — sat reading a quilting magazine. “Hello,” he said, sitting down on the chair next to her. “I'm the Doctor, what's your name?” “Tiffany,” she responded. “It's lovely to meet you, Tiffany.” The Doctor smiled. “You're reading about quilts. I like quilts. Bit fond of… quilting. Quilted quite a lot, in my past. Quilts… quilts, quilts, quilts. Quilts isn't even a particularly fun word to say, and yet… I keep repeating it.” “I can tell,” Tiffany said, in that disapproving way only old women could truly muster. The Doctor winced. “I'll just… I'll just be going, then. You'd prefer that?” Tiffany didn't respond, but harshly turned the page of her magazine in a clear dismissal. The Doctor slouched his way back to Anya and Mark 7. “How was your socialising?” Anya asked, no looking up from her phone. “Bad,” the Doctor responded. “What're you looking at?” “Nothing,” said Anya, clearly looking at something. The Doctor put his legs up at the back of the chair and hung upside-down. “Well, I woke up today–” “What are you doing?” “Singing!” Anya let out a long suffering sigh. “Sometimes I feel, I've got to. Run away; I've got to. Get–” the Doctor cut his singing off. “Nothing?” There was no response. “There’s a starman waiting in the sky. He'd like to come and meet us, but he thinks he'd blow our minds.” There was no reaction, so he switched songs. “With the taste of your lips– Nothing? You people, no cultural references. They played Toxic at the end of the world!”

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(Also, VAST is a suggested rename of ADHD that I quite like, so I'm just going to say it got renamed to that at the time Dalek Universe takes place.)

[tobiasdrake]

Gonna crack the secret of the d6 faller!

They're having me do choices again to narrow this down. Kinda feels like cheating to guess at what the item was when I saw it at the crime scene already.

Weird that he'd jump or get pushed while holding a die, then care about the value on the die. Is that the game? Leap from the roof and then if you live, you win the value shown on the die? Or something?

Whatever the reason, the value on the die was supremely important to him. Enough to spend his final moments of consciousness/life validating it.

His words changed because he was reading a different value each time he fell.

The fact that he wasn't reading the side facing up can explain our "Three/Two except circumstances didn't change" conundrum, I think. If he was only reading the surface he could most legibly see from his angle, then something did change.

Fubuki had lifted him up into her arms, rather than leaving him lying on the ground. So when he read "Three", he was probably reading the side facing him. But when he read "Two", he was likely reading the top.

Then "One" happened because landing on top of the taxicab completely changed the rolling of the die.

That makes sense. So maybe we aren't dealing with probabilistic reshuffling after all.

*unyielding fury*

Don't you fucking condescend to Fubuki when she's right, you little shit-rodent. Who even invited you to Team Alarm Clock anyway!? Don't you have some some criminals to fucking TRY AND MARRY!?

THANK YOU. Can we ditch the hormonal clown show? He's not contributing anything of value to this party.

There you go. That's better, now you're keeping up. You keep at it and one day you might be as clever as Fubuki!

That's a valid question. But like I said above, I think the answer lies in the angle the man was at. The nature of a die is such that it will display a different number depending on what angle you're looking at it from.

Y'all, the other option was "Because it was my most luckiest day". You have no idea how much self-restraint it took for me not to select that.

But Desuhiko fucking talked down to me when I was right so I'm not giving him the satisfaction of something he can jump on. He needs to go read a book about respecting women's opinions or something. Matter of fact, that might help him with a lot of things.

I'm so mad.

Thus, angles changed everything! We can continue to trust our rewind powers without fear that we may be triggering some overcomplicated timey-wimey nonsense every time we turn the clock back.

Thank you. You're forgiven for being a prick. Learn from this experience and try to grow as a person. ^_^

The number on the die. He must've... extremely vertically rolled the die on purpose, right? If he cared so much about the value, I mean.

I don't think we're going to answer this question while sitting around the hotel cafeteria. We should move this conversation to the crime scene. I can grab a pot of coffee to go. Don't worry, I do it all the time.

Okay. But. How, though? I am not following that train of logic.

._. I still need practice to one day become as clever as Fubuki.

Okay so the number doesn't matter. He was simply delirious when he was reading the number. The point is the die itself.

That makes more sense. I'm on the same page. It's probably from the casino. That should be where we look first.

Okay, your compliments are starting to sound more like negging and I'm souring on you again. Go make us sandwiches or something before you piss me off some more.

Goodwill drained. I hate you again. Please get hit by a car on the way to the crime scene.

Not how Postcognition works, dipshit. It's a frozen snapshot of the crime scene exactly as it appeared when the first witness came upon the scene. We can't follow the trajectory of the die through time.

Also that.

Plus, it wouldn't matter anyway. The die by now has likely rolled so far from the crime scene as to no longer be related anyway. We could spend hours rooting around in the gutters for it, and all that would prove is that we found a die in a gutter.

Too bad Zange burned to death and isn't with us. His ability to recreate his memories in the form of a digital image would be perfect. What matters isn't physically having the die on us; What matters is proving the presence of a die next to the victim's body.

If he wakes up. If I was a murderer, I might be inclined to try again.

Yeah, that.

Not to mention, our window of opportunity to investigate this crime is shrinking. Slowly, but it is. If we want to leverage our Lucky Day powers to help solve this crime then we'll want to get a move on.

For our lucky number?

YES. I wanted to get that when we had our chance! Finally!

Halara's on the same page as I am about that whole "You should try some games of chance" thing. That reeked of casino shilling.

It's not that surprising. The diviner who super-accurately predicted our Lucky Day has to insert some paid ads into her fortunes to make ends meet. I think most YouTubers can relate to that.

"The stars are in a positive alignment for you today. You may even find yourself embracing a burgeoning new relationship. To improve your chances of love further, consider a free consultation with our sponsor Better Help, redeemable when you enter the promo code Crone Readings!"

HALARA DO NOT LEAVE ME ALONE WITH HIM

I have no fears for my own wellbeing but I will drown him. I've done it before. Desuhiko would be no match for my Pied Piper charms.

Fubuki doesn't know what money is worth so would you accept a literal pile of cash? It'd be like doing a mystery unboxing, but inside it's just money. Who knows how much will be in it?

*sigh*

Okay. I guess this is the end for Team Alarm Clock. We made a great pair, Halara. Thank you for your Lucky Day-sponsored free investigative consultation. We wouldn't have made it this far without you.

[ironwoman18]

Rather Be - Part 1

Disclaimer: The characters or the main plot of Spy x Family belongs to me. Only the stories in this fic or the OC I add.

Chapter 1: Exalted in the scene

Yor was determined to be a better wife and mother so she decided to talk to their neighbor. An old lady and her husband were their new neighbors and they were really nice.

They even accepted to be called grandma and grandpa by Anya since Loid’s parents were dead and hers too.

Grandpa helped Anya to study for her final exams and she finally got a Stellar for it so they were thankful for their help.

That's why Yor thought about asking grandma to help her with some cooking classes.

Yor knocked on the door and after a few minutes the old lady opened it “oh hello Yor” she said smiling kindly “what can I do for you?”

The black haired woman blushed softly and played with her fingers “well... Umm... I was wondering if you could... Umm... Teach me how to cook?”

The old lady smiled kindly and nodded “of course sweetie” she said, looking at her and held her hand to let her in “first of all, where are you from?”

“I'm from the south side of the country. Why?”

“I need to know how to help find the tastes of your childhood”

“My mother died when I was little so I don't have lots of memories”

“But there must be something sweetie” she smiled and looked for ingredients. Some of them looked quite familiar to her and realized that her mother used some of them.

The old lady handed her a small book “look for page 10” she nodded and looked for it. There was a recipe.

“Eggs and bacon?” She said blushing a little looking at the woman.

“We have to start with the basics honey” she smiled “Ok first we have to cook the bacon”

The old lady started to instruct Yor on the basics and the young lady nodded taking notes.

Grandma explained what to do and let her do it as was explaining, and in the end they put their eggs and bacon on two plates.

“Let's try” the two women nodded and exchanged their plates and started to eat. Yor looked at the old lady blushing a little nervous “excellent job Yor” she smiled and Yor got excited.

“Yours is delicious as well” she smiled and tried some of her own plate and she realized it tasted very similar to her teacher.

“Try it at home tomorrow morning and you will see how your husband and kid will love it, even that beautiful dog of yours will love it too” she nodded very happy “next day we will learn another recipe for lunch”

“Well normally we aren't at home at lunch time”

“You can do it on the weekends or on vacation” Yor realized how dumb she was and nodded again blushing softly.

“You are absolutely right” she left for work and spent that whole day in such a good mood, she was so happy that people thought she did ‘that’ with her husband right before arriving at work.

The next day Loid and Anya woke up with the surprise of Yor cooking.

“Good morning guy!” Said a very happy Yor “I will cook breakfast today” she smiled and her cheeks were red.

Loid and Anya looked at each other in panic.

‘Oh God... I can't get sick today, I have an important mission’ thought Loid and Anya heard.

She held his hand so her dad relaxed but also to relax herself.

“Let's trust mommy...” Said her unsure but hoping for the best.

When everything was done and they sat down, Anya, Loid and Bond looked at each other with a little drop of sweat on their head.

They ate and we're shocked when the food wasn't terrible, in fact, it was well cooked and tasty.

“Wow Yor... This is wonderful!” Said a happy Loid eating with a smile.

“Mommy this is incredible!!” Said Anya smiling too.

Yor was eating too blushing and noticed Bond rubbing his snob on her leg happy with the food too.

Yor watched this and felt happy and full of hope because her family was enjoying and there's no other place she would rather be than with them, living this moment.

OOooOOooOO

I hope you liked this one. I might do more with more small moments with them showing how there's not place they would rather be than with themselves, Loid, Yor, Anya and Bond as a family.

[acourtofthought]

Hello! Hope your Saturday is going well!

I always enjoy reading people tearing up to justify the Blood Rite.

Let's see: the girls were training. They were fit for the rite, Devlon himself and another male confirmed that.

It wasn't the same as Elain who had no training and didn't know it was happening. Cassian was the first to volunteer to go rescue her. It was a place where they could BREAK.

We see Azriel going because he clamors in the shadows and goes unnoticed and Feyre who could change her face. Two people who could protect themselves and those they were saving.

As for the Rite NOBODY could intervene, but look what a coincidence: the girls were ready for that. They were trained by two winners of that Rite and were qualified by the person in charge of the camp.

Cassian despairs because he is different from the others. He worries, but soon he thinks that Nesta would kill him if he interfered with that.

Another important thing about Cassian is that he didn't go into protective male mode when he got mated like Rhysand (who punched him for a joke), and that doesn't mean he's any less of Nesta's mate.

Azriel for the first time believed in the competence of the women he trained. Being worried is different from freaking out. He said Cassian would know if something happened.

SJM said in an interview that Cassian would have stayed home, but gave him something to do in the meantime. He was doing something that made him tedious, while spying comes naturally to Azriel. Why would he be different?

If Cassian was training or doing something he enjoys, he would be much calmer. The siphons if Azriel lit it means he was also worried and tense, but he himself said to TRUST them.

These are important details that go unnoticed by readers. That's why SJM talks about careful reading.

Azriel said behind the back of the woman he "supposedly" loves that she couldn't do that because she can't be exposed, it can't be compared to Azriel who says they are fine and have been trained.

I liked the emphasis he makes without noticing "you would feel here if something happened" and points to his chest. I liked when he explains what it means to be a good spy, and on the previous page we have Gwyn doing exactly what he said.

These details people pretend not to notice and turn everything into the same thing, when they are completely different situations.

Elain, if she went to the rite, would not be prepared and they could have accepted the death that would come, but Gwyn is someone qualified alongside other competitors to be in that place. Just like Cassian says everything he's feeling and Azriel keeps it to himself.

Azriel knows the strength of girls and he trained his girl with the dagger in off Page (this is said in the book).

It all just makes these two (Gwynriel) perfect for each other 💅

I agree and I'm never sure why Anti's choose to ignore a very important fact about her endgame couples. It's not that the MMC will never assist the FMC or come to her aid at some point but it's normally after the female has had plenty of time to demonstrate her strength first. Yes, Az came to Gwyn's aid at Sangravah but only AFTER we were told the courage and bravery Gwyn demonstrated before that. SJM has already set up the dynamic that Gwyn's actions before her rescue were extremely brave and only then did she have a Male step in. Gwyn, in terms of Az, has already been proven to be his equal. Yes, Rhys came to Feyre's aid UTM by helping her with the second task but only AFTER she demonstrated that she was capable after the Wyrm. Az (and Feyre) came to Elain's rescue in Hybern and it was a straight up "damsel in distress" situation. We were never told whether Elain tried anything to free herself or whether she even could but it's not a good thing in terms of lasting couple potential because SJM gave Elain and Az the dynamic of "female that needed saving by the male because she was incapable of doing it herself". I think that whole thing has also led Az to believe that Elain will always and forever be in need of his protection and it stifles her growth and prevents him from seeing her as an equal. Even though he saw her kick at the hounds and help rescue Briar, he NEVER references those moments and only references how he helped save her after being kidnapped. None of this is to say Elain isn't also brave and worthy because she absolutely is but SJM created a storyline where Elain's bravery takes a backseat to Az. Their interactions are a constant reminder of him being the big strong warrior with her being the soft, quiet, gentle, small, delicate female before him. Because if Az truly believed in Elain, especially after she did save Briar, Nesta, Cassian, and kick the hounds, he would have thought she was capable of handling the Trove. I think E/riels see those descriptors and love the picture it creates (tall, broad warrior with gentle, fragile female) but that's actually not a good thing for SJM. If it were a good thing, SJM might make note of how Elain was small in comparison to Azriel but had the inner strength of a warrior. The fact that she is constantly reminding us how different they are and how meek and tiny Elain is compared to him is her subtle way of telling us they are a poor fit. But with the Rite, it's important that Az was able to acknowledge that this was a situation that would lead to Gwyn's (and Nesta & Emerie) death if he were to try to save her. And rather than freaking out because he knew she was doomed, he believed in her enough to think she stood a chance. That should be what readers want from an MMC.

[starrbar]

The insidious nature of fantis

DISCLAIMER: Awhile back, I privated my Twitter to feel safer, but it still had some things on it that I don't want to cut off people's access to. And while the Wayback Machine is absolutely incredible for what it does, I find it so agonizingly tedious to load up even one page to read. It's even worse if there's images attached, each of which I have to manually open in a new tab to see, if they load at all. So I'm taking some of my old posts and reformatting them for Tumblr. This is STRICTLY FOR DOCUMENTATION PURPOSES. Do not assume these are recent events and do not EVER harass anyone!!!

This is an oldie, but a goodie. I wrote it shortly after covering the Amphibia Attacks, and the archive in the Wayback Machine can be found here.

SUMMARY: In this thread, I dissect a single Tweet that perfectly encapsulates the way fantis often move the goal post in order to continue their façade of a moral high ground, when in reality, they are simply doing whatever they can to hurt their target of the week and maintain the vitriol against that target.

Everything below the Read More is a direct paste of that thread.

Honestly, this Tweet is a microcosm of the insidious nature of fantis and other types of control freaks.

I'm genuinely thankful they worded it this way because their true intentions come through perfectly.

A thread~ 🧵

Disclaimer: I'm white and totally uninformed about what historical stereotype or caricature this Tweet could be referring to. But I don't need to talk about that, because that's not REALLY what this Tweet is about.

Normally, I would try to see if this claim has merit, but the foundation behind it is already disingenuous.

Raebits was being attacked entirely because they were accused of drawing nsfw of minor characters. Ofc some people dismissed the notion that aging them up matters at all. But OP acknowledged the difference specifically so they could move the goal post, because while some people are okay with aged up nsfw, those same people are still generally NOT okay with racism.

OP had to look for a new, more severe reason that Alex is "problematic". Because even considering that there's some stereotype against Taiwanese people that involves servitude, it's MUCH more likely that the cause of this combination in the artwork was, uh, I don't know,,,,

the fact that maid outfits and master/slave dynamics are VERY COMMON KINKS! 🙀

To take a vague lewd drawing of a cartoon character in a maid outfit, even if she's "serving her master", and immediately assume malice from the artist, is ridiculous given these circumstances and how VAGUE these kinks are.

If Alex had, say, a pattern of taking specifically Taiwanese or even just Asian girl characters and putting them in subservient positions like that, then yeah, I would completely understand calling them out for possibly having some unchecked degrading views about those women. But instead, OP took one drawing of really basic kinks applied to one of what, three main characters? I dunno, y'all call them the "trio". That isn't evidence of ANYTHING on its own! It's just a big reach, because the true goal of bringing it up NOW is to move the goal post.

People like OP are so desperate for their self-imposed delusions to be true, and they need to drag everyone down with them. They need to control the narrative and keep people from doubting the seriousness of their "concerns".

And I mean, that should be obvious considering how many people are blaming the artists directly for "exposing people to triggering artwork" when the ONLY person who did that was phibbyburner, the one playing "hero" for the fantis.

This is not what starting a discussion looks like. OP doesn't actually want an explanation. They want to keep the blind hatred for Alex going. And it won't stop at Alex, whether they're successfully driven entirely off Twitter or not. These people will move right on to the next target of their misdirected vitriol.

"But they were drawn as their canonical adult selves.."

"Oh. Uh.. w-well… Alex is also RACIST!! Ever think about that??"

We have to be vigilant in spotting actual progressive criticism vs. bullying cloaked in its aesthetic.

OP didn't even bother to fact-check what Alex drew and settled for an "and apparently", further showing that this is less about holding someone accountable for real actions and more about already having made up their mind that the person is bad and should be shunned. I'm willing to bet OP doesn't even care whether the characters are aged up or not. They wouldn't be creating more reasons to hate Alex if they were okay with them drawing post-timeskip nsfw. But they know "they were only adults for 3 mins!" is a less effective talking point. :/ So yeah.

TL;DR: I do not buy for one second that the person who made this Tweet did it out of any genuine concern for racism, but instead as a way to keep people rallying against the person they hate this week. And this is usually what fantis do. Keep an eye out for it.

[septembersghost]

I feel sorry for everything Priscilla has been through especially recently but my thing with her is she mostly trashed Elvis in her book, but now she constantly praises him and refers to him as the love of her life..

Now Priscilla is allowed to have mixed feelings and has a right to speak her truth and I’m not arguing Elvis was perfect, far from it. Being married to him couldn’t have been easy, but her book (which she’s backtracked a few things she’s written about him in it) is a large reason people still trash him to this day 🤷🏻‍♀️

i don't know if she intended it to come across that way, and i feel like people warp it to draw the worst possible conclusions when that was never what she meant. i also wonder a bit if she wrote it...in the wrong frame of my mind, or maybe too soon, or under some outside pressures. because, as you noted, there are things she's circled back around on and reframed. she had a co-author and she was still navigating how to publicly share with people. as a small example, i read this recently: https://www.elvispresley.com.au/priscilla/elvis-and-me-memorializing-elvis-presley.shtml "I feel much more comfortable with crowds, with people and with talking. I just want to clear up so many things that have been altered or perceived differently. I want to put the record straight from my side." this was 2017, but the book was written 32 years sooner. someone and their perspective can vastly change in three decades.

i feel like there were some fundamental differences between them - despite how dearly they loved each other - that they were so unable to breach, that she had trouble understanding for a long time. people make their relationship into this thing that it wasn't, which i imagine was also hard to deal with.

that page says, Priscilla exposes a man of exceptional vastness. he was such an expansive person, and just. the way he was trying so hard to be all things to all people, the way he put that caregiver responsibility on himself (and he definitely did this with priscilla), the way he held this almost idealistic vision of what their life could be, the way he strove to guide and get the best for people even when he did that mistakenly, it all paints this portrait of this vast and unique/unusual soul who kept giving and trying. i can see where she had mixed feelings (regarding the mm or other women or fame and lack of privacy or feeling like he wasn't present for her often enough because he was giving so much to his audiences or the struggle of his addictions and not being able to assuage that and so on). speaking for myself, it feels so easy to empathize with him, but i'd imagine being up close and personal with it, giving your life to it, would make it more difficult to wholly view until later.

people who are looking to trash him aren't going to explore that vastness, they strip him for parts, so they can never possibly understand or lend sympathy to it. i'm not excusing any of the slander that's thrown around at him or how cruelly off-base it is, nor saying either of them were blameless, but i can't fathom that she ever wanted people to weaponize her words or her life with him, and that's probably an additional reason why she's tried to be stalwart in the years since about his impact and furthering his legacy, why she does praise him as a musician and a man, and why she does call him the love of her life (which i don't doubt is true). he had his serious missteps and he had his flaws, and so did/does she, but it doesn't negate that their love was real, nor their fondness for each other even after the divorce, nor how remarkable and often wonderful he was.

i grant her a bit of grace for the fact that she had this whirlwind of a life with such tumultous emotions and then to lose him so suddenly, when they were still dear to one another, when their daughter was still so young, and then to be interrogated over and over again about him, about her lived experience. and of course my heart breaks for her in losing lisa marie, and the current situation happening regarding graceland which would all...just shatter el tbh.

idk i just had a conversation about this a few hours ago with chelsea (and am borrowing thoughts from her!), and so many elements play into what happened between them.

these excerpts are where the quote from earlier came from:

i'll quote what chelsea, who has been a good sounding board for this!, said because it was insightful:

"you have to apply an innocent, nurturing gloss to his relationships and understand that if his significant others felt claustrophobic or smothered, it had mostly to do with the lack of privacy and him seeing himself as the best judge of what was best for them, sometimes wrongly but i think always sincerely trying to be helpful...there's a lot of evidence that he saw her as a little sister at times and treated her very preciously and carefully, even while trying to share his interests and life with her. they tried awfully hard to be what each other wanted and expected and that's the main thing that made them grow apart, i think...also think he was thinking about what kind of person gladys would want him to be with. priscilla reminded him of gladys, reminded him of his promises to her, and made him want to try to settle down and share his heart. he had a fairytale view of changing for someone else, and he learned very late that that wasn't possible and that it was a mistake to impose an ideal of perfect domesticity on him and priscilla, which they both did. because i think it would have been too heavy for him to acknowledge at that time that he might never "have" a normal life, so he felt like he had to kind of force it on himself...elvis wanted to be everything for his friends, but he was so weird and big that he needed more than one person to approximate what he needed back. cilla not really being very spiritual is a big thing where they were just going to have to grow in different directions and find other people."

i think cilla had to spend a significant time untangling her identity from him, and processing everything he was, and i'm sure that she has regrets that anything came across in a darker or more negative way than she meant. loving someone that much and always being a part of them, and they a part of you, and yet growing apart and knowing you cannot make it work no matter how hard you try to create that perfect picture must be so hard and demoralizing in a sense. that heavy heartache of loss and failure. then couple it with grief. i think about what (iirc) kathy westmoreland said about him, which is that the grief is never-ending in a specific way, because he's so much in the world. most of us grieve privately, and of course it never "ends," it changes, but with someone like elvis he's always there and always absent all at once. everyone who loves him - directly as a loved one or indirectly as a fan - pairs that with grief, so we're all experiencing this continual pang of sorrow. i don't necessarily want to hold her difficulty coming to terms with all of that against her (unlike, say, people who really have been out to belittle and besmirch him over the years), when i do believe the true heart of it is love. she said, "Elvis was absolutely the love of my life, and there's no sadness about it because I have my memories, and they're delicious and they're all mine," but you know there's a grief existent in it regardless.

she also said, and i think most importantly: “It’s hurtful, for a man who has given so much, to have others pick him apart. I’ll die defending him and his legacy. Because he deserves it.” i think that's her clearest truth, and the people not willing to hear it are doing her a disservice, and also an incomprehensible one to him. i do worry a lot that eventually this is going to be lost even further, which is where it's like...it falls to us to carry and defend it when we can. because he deserves it.

[zaptap]

i just reached 1990s spider-man comics. almost halfway there in terms of years, definitely not in terms of comics though (i guess there were a TON in the 90s, and the 60s was pretty much just amazing spider-man which meant it had the fewest)

i'd heard before starting the 80s ones that that was widely considered the best decade for spider-man comics, and it certainly lived up to it. roger stern's run was really good, hobgoblin was a pretty interesting villain up until they screwed up at the end after 4 years because the people making the comics all had different opinions on who should be under the mask and were even sabotaging each other (instead of just using the guy who was originally supposed to be him. which i guess got fixed via retcon in the late 90s)

secret wars was pretty good (only because the heroes and villains involved largely weren't that interested in playing the beyonder's game, and dr doom derailing the whole thing made it interesting)

and secret wars ii asked the question of "hey wouldn't it be fucked up if there was a guy who had unlimited power to do anything and he just wanted to try to figure out what his place was in a universe he could fundamentally change with a whim" and yeah it was fucked up. and that's what made this one interesting

also we finally have people who know spider-man is peter parker and don't either die or lose their memory soon afterward, which was the case for like 20 years. mary jane comes back after being completely absent from the comics for a couple years or so, and reveals she'd known peter was spider man "for years" (later revealed to be since the night uncle ben died, which was long before they'd even met) and then peter has someone to talk to about spider stuff

anyway. 90s had a lot going on. i guess there's more symbiote stuff (venom was introduced in 1988, carnage should probably be on his way soon), and then there's infinity gauntlet/war/crusade which if anything should be better than what the mcu did with them

and then there's the infamous clone saga which apparently lasted about 2 years, and with 4 ongoing monthly series ("spider-man" starts in 1990) that'd mean about 100 comics? yeah no wonder people got tired of that. i'll see how it goes though

also i'm reading about other spider-people too (keeping an eye on appearances of jessica drew and julia carpenter, the two spider-women so far, as well as reading spider-ham on the side--a few more 5-page stories and he's gone until like 2010) so i'll be starting 2099 after i get into 1992

tbh even if the 90s and newer comics arent as good, the fact that i'll be reading stuff from within my lifetime should probably do something for my enjoyment of them. like yeah the 80s ones were great but it still had that "this was before my time" quality to it you know

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

Hey I have a question that is maybe not a 100% related to Evan but more about celebrities in general. I've been wondering for a while why is it that when certain celebrities are dating, that big news outlets make these posts that celebrity A is "reportedly dating" celebrity B. Does it mean that the celebrity or their reps talk to these news pages? Or how do they find out? My Twitter is currently filled with Ariana Grande and her new lover. I don't even care about Ariana but somehow Twitter seems to think she is so relevant as to put her on my tl 🙄 First they say that they are reportedly dating, a few hours later the same news sites say they reportedly started dating after each had broken up with their SOs. And i'm here like who even cares!! The fact that I know these informations even annoys me lol Are celebrities really that narcissistic and feel like the world should know whom they are dating? and then they act all annoyed and secretive when fans are actually curious about their dating life and get asked about it in interviews 🙄 Super annoying once you see through this shit. My oponion is, If a celebrity really wants to keep a relationship hidden, they are able to. But I feel like most celebrities are enjoying that part to live out that narcissism. What do you think of all this?

i definitely get why you would wonder, and to answer your question - yes, many times celebrities do leak their own personal details like that for various reasons. other times, it may genuinely be attributed to someone close to the celebrity having loose lips, or even just ''fake news'' for lack of a better word lol in ariana's case, if she and this new guy are indeed dating, her PR people may be trying to get ahead of a story that could be detrimental to her ''image''.. she is still married, though allegedly separated, and a bombshell may be in the works about her and this new guy she's seeing as it pertains to cheating. i think it's a costar of hers? the situation with ariana and her husband seems/seemed somewhat fluid - one rumor is that they separated, got back together briefly, then separated again but there's been no formal announcement i'm aware of and they are not legally separated.. so if she has been dating, it would be easy for it to appear she's been unfaithful.

kylie jenner, one of the most famous women in the world managed to hide the entirety of her first pregnancy. yes, there were some slip-ups and chatter about it but the mere fact that most people did not know just goes to show even an uber famous person can hide ANYTHING if they truly want to. many just don't want to.

[shinydixon]

part 1

i'm promising myself right now that this will be the last i'll ever say anything about vanquinn or grace in relation to joe for the rest of this year because i need to distance myself from their crazyness but it's such a huge hypocrisy to make a big deal of joe liking a post about his friend talking about the time they worked together when he hasn't liked a single post on her instagram before. jamie is the one who is always liking her posts. they have begged and begged joe to post a picture with him and grace. when he first posted that pic with jamie, that youffie user commented 'oh, so you do know how to post pictures of your co-stars??' and then he went on to post one with fabian and the vqs were caught complaining again. so i don't know how they think they're fooling anyone when they try to flex because joe liked one single post grace made about her experience on st. they truly cherry pick what they want to read/see/tweet. (and i'm not saying he'll never post something with her, that can very much happen, i'm just pointing out that he hasn't yet.) not to mention all she's been through these last few days---imagine how many people, how many reporters of small gossip sites have tried reaching out to joe about the reason grace took a break from acting? he's obviously showing her support, just like he did at nola when he tried to cheer her up. 'but she also follows wes on instagram, that's a big deal!'. that means nothing. we know wes is joe's plus 1 everywhere he goes. i'm sure wes knows the entire cast. charlie was literally hanging out with joe and wes and they don't follow each other on instagram. fucking hell, not even joe follows wes on instagram---but he follows fabian who he's known for a long, long time too. liking a post, following someone means nothing. social media is this one big lie and people see what they want to see. you can create your own fic based on whatever you choose to believe. for example, they want to believe she doesn't follow ash anymore, right? except she does. ash only changed his privacy settings. if you go on pluto's ig, you'll see he's following the page BUT it doesn't show on his own page. but hey, social media is all the vqs have to keep afloat so i don't really blame them for making assumptions. most of them are victims of this new generation and its addiction to the internet. i find it hilarious how insecure the vqs are that they have to come here and monitor what it's being said about their ship so they can spread it through their inner circle and validate one another. the anon who said the 'interview' proved grace and joe are nothing but friends is absolutely right. the fact she clarifies joe was her closest friend on set is also a huge deal. 'on set' gives the impression they, and by they i mean the cast, truly only had each other and when you take in the fact season 4 was filmed during a pandemic where they couldn't see anyone else and they probably had to get tested at least a hundred times a week, it really drives home how they all bonded as family. grace was not red in the face, she wasn't acting like she had a huge crush on joe, she was just gushing about her friend. it's upsetting that vqs AND some quinnies are twisting that narrative. vqs because they need to believe grace is in love with him and quinnies because they hate grace and act like she's obsessed with joe. men and women can be friends. i find it funny no one questions how much jamie adores her and how he gushes abut her whenever he talks about grace's take on chrissy's death. he's been supporting her stream career too, even liking the post she made about it. they have gone to cons together where he's the absolute best to her and yet no one says anything.

It's not joe who manage his ig profile,if you notice, the only post "he likes" is strabger things related or about him attending events.

Grace made a video about stranger things and had only kind words for Joe (as expected, because except for the haters, all the people who knows and/or met him only say nice things about him) so it's obvious he liked the post.

Plus, they're friends so bo surprise at all, but we all know that *those* people will never acknowledge that because they made up fake scenarios in their heads, that they're dating.

There's no point to reason with them. The only thing we all can do is ignore their nonsensical posts about that.

Of course, I'm not talking about the fans who are genuinely happy about that, not because of a ship.

I don't think they check my blog because they're insecure, I think they check my blog because here, people can call them out for being weird and shipping real people without being bullied, which is what happen if you call them out on twitter.

They don't see the problem on shipping two real people together or harassing Ash, because, some of them, instead of calling out the people on that thread I shared they were like "but those were private conversations!!1!11!1!1!11!"

And then they have the guts on talking about us not calling out toxic quinnies? (Which is not true, but they keep making up things, lol)

And finally, it's so true how they base their beliefs on social media.

As I said, Ash is only protecting himself, considering he was harassed (and if someone try to deny it, I have the screenshots, and I'll post them again 🥰), I think he really moved to another private profile

[marvelstars]

I'm so sorry about your grandmother. That is very hard. ❤️

And your answer is what I expected-I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page before I asked this next question. And again, it's an honest question. I want to learn from people with both perspectives to better decide my own.

After my miscarriage, let's say someone accuses me of aborting the baby (which I factually did not do). Maybe the evidence is extremely compelling. In the United States, maybe there's evidence of me taking a two-week vacation to a state that happens to allow abortion. Maybe, during this trip, I also went to a doctor for my unexpected miscarriage symptoms. Let's say that, while I didn't know this at the time that I saw this doctor, it turns out that this doctor coincidentally has been known to give secret abortions that he doesn't add to the medical record. Let's say that, despite the fact that I'm innocent in this situation, the jury has enough evidence to convict me, and I'm sent to prison for murdering my child.

I know that this story might seem ridiculous and unlikely to happen, but, at least in the United States, innocent people are convicted of crimes all the time. I'm not an expert on law, but I feel that it's likely that things like this will happen and maybe hage already happened in the U.S.

So I'm wondering... how do you and pro-lifers account for this risk? What is being done to protect me from this happening?

This sounds like the system needs to addess those particular cases, just like it does with many other ambigous situations.

Usually when a woman has a miscarriage there´s a whole clinic history showing the woman went to her doctors tests to see if her baby was healthy, there´s a following of the case usually and plenty of evidence by either family, friends, doctors and nurses that the woman in question suffered a miscarriage and lost her baby.

When a woman loses a baby because they went to an abortion clinic or to a doctor who practices abortion there´s less evidence of her genuinely wanting to keep her baby, people usually don´t go to an abortion clinic to seek treatment for their pregnancy.

I am not from the United States, I am from Mexico, laws are different there and I understand how the interpretation of law can be problematic, especially on issues like this one.

For me, this is a case similar to being accused of murdering or stealing because I am close or know someone who is a known murderer of thief , I can have a trial to eiter prove or disprove my personal responsibility in relation to that person or I can even show evidence of me not being related to anything about that before my trial but this doesn´t mean murder or stealing should be legalized just in case some people are wrongly accused because the system isn´t perfect.

I have another reason why I disagree on legalizing abortion, in my country the people in jail for abortion are the people personally responsible of practicing it as a doctor or nurse or people who kidnap and use women to do sex services for them and force them to have an abortion everytime they get pregnant. When Mexico city allowed a partial legalization on abortion they actually gave those people an out of jail free card and before each abortion, those new clinics made the woman sign a paper in which they don´t make themselves responsible if she dies during the procedure.

I also advise you to stop trying to make me change my mind, you won´t be able to and I probably won´t change your mind either, abortion is murder, plain and simple and we can talk all the scenarios you can think about but that´s a fact, not a personal belief and I don´t support it.

[illteenagersdiary]

Ending my sobriety over a dumb boy

I think I'm supposed to put a trigger warning? TW: SH?

I feel sick to my stomach. Yesterday was supposed to be such a happy day. One of my best friends was graduating a year early from high school. Not only is he one of my best friends, but he was the first guy I ever had a serious crush on. It was so bittersweet seeing him walk across the stage, accept his diploma, take photos, and give him his lei, knowing he wouldn't be able to do the same for me (his brother would graduate next year at the same time i do) . I was so proud and grateful to be there. I wore the best clothes I had because I wanted to look nice in front of his family. I could write pages about how happy I was and how excited I was for him to head into a new chapter of his life. But I'm not because right now I'm filled with pure and absolute apathy. I somehow feel so little and so much right now, not because of the graduation but because of what he said to me and our other best friend after.

"Guys, I need advice."

"on women."

I kind of felt sick. He said he was taking a break from dating, so I never pushed. I never gave him hints. I never flirted with him. I did absolutely everything to be just a friend. I did drop hints, but only enough to be played off as some funny joke. I kind of just laughed a little when he told us, but he was serious. There were two other girls; he called them girl 1 and girl 2 (how creative). Girl 1 is absolutely in love with him, but he called her crazy (I wonder if what I am doing right now is crazy), but she wants him, right? He showed us text messages saying she'll miss him; don't leave her. I wanted to scream. I looked at my friend. I looked her in the eyes, and I think she could tell how I felt. feel how I feel. She was the experienced one when it came to boys. All I ever did was yearn over some guy for years, only to get upset at the fact that he was hanging out with some girl and go off to date a girl for five years. I did love her, but the relationship was empty. She hardly texted and never wanted to hang out or even hang out at school. It never felt like she loved me, not through words or actions. I felt disgusted after breaking up with her. I felt like I had killed a puppy. All I could remember was how her skin felt against mine and how much fun we'd have on the days she'd actually hang out with me. I wonder if our relationship was built on love or if it was just anger and spite that I had built up. How could he have said he liked me when he was hanging out with other girls? I know we were young and it was normal, but it was around the time kids were losing their V cards and getting into relationships, and all I could think about was him and how he was probably dating. He probably had girls throwing themselves at him. He was and still is absolutely perfect. from his hair down to his whole family. They all love each other so much, and seeing it all last night was gut wrenching a family, loving and supporting their son, brother, and nephew. They cared about his grades and what he was doing—not in an overbearing way but with genuine love—a mother who cares if her son is safe, happy, and taken care of. I'm not saying I have never gotten any of that I just think for me its hard to see that when everyone's busy hating each others guts and arguing. He graduated a year early; he had always been smarter than me. Even now, while he was talking about girls other than me, I thought he was still smart. It was right not to pick me; those girls were everything he could want. Girl 1 is crazy but in love with him, plus she's white. (I want to interject here. Race doesn't matter, but in this situation, if you are a WOC, you get the feelings behind dating a white guy who only has a track record of dating other white girls.) Girl 2 graduated with him; she's smart, and I bet she's beautiful. (i just checked and she is) And then he asked which to go for. I was back in my room sewing a ribbon for his lei, pricking my finger and bleeding, but this time it was my heart and stomach being pricked and stabbed. It felt like pins and needles in my feet. I didn't want to stand; I was scared I would fall. I was scared of so many things in that moment. I don't think he understands what it means when he gets a girlfriend. We won't be best friends anymore; the trio will disband, and we'll go our separate ways. not because it will break my heart, but I don't think many girls will be okay with their boyfriend hanging out with two girls, even though we've known his family for years. I know it's off-putting. Plus, that's how it was when he had girlfriends in the past. He kind of just talked to us after they broke up to get his mind off things. I'm just going through the motions. realizing maybe I should give up on the thought of marrying him one day, decorating our house together, getting a pet, and naming it together. because, in the end, all I want is for him to be happy with or without me. i feel like this is different from when he had girlfriends in the past he was talking to us about two girls that he liked and one actually liked him back.

I haven't even written about the title yet. After that conversation, we went downstairs to eat pizza with his family, and by then, I had lost my appetite. I had one slice of pizza and half a cup of soda. I was pretty quiet. I was thinking, and I couldn't stop it. When his grandmother started talking about crocheting, it felt like I couldn't stop talking. I could tell he was looking at me at times. My friend kept asking if I was okay; I was and I wasn't. I was happy to be around his family, but as soon as I thought of that, my mind went to the fact that the girl he picks will be happier than me in that chair because she will be able to call him hers, and I will refuse to look at another man ever again. He was all I ever wanted. I had meaningless crushes once in a while. A guy in the grade above me who listened to me talk for hours on end about life and video games But he was graduating, and I had only known him for a few months, so I knew he didn't really care to take the friendship any further. He ended up having to leave me and my friend as he had to get to the after-party the school had prepared. We just hung out with his mom; it was weirdly peaceful. I didn't feel nervous around her. Maybe because I knew soon enough that I would never see her again. I was the last to be picked up, and I just spoke to her about school and the upcoming party we were having for him on Sunday. When I got home, my mom asked how it went and if he liked his gift. I said yes and that it went well. I just wanted a shower. And that was what I had. I blasted music and turned on the scalding hot water. I stepped in and just collapsed. I was so tired. It was my final day of my junior year and the day I knew I would have to accept that I had to move on. It happened so fast. It somehow felt like years and seconds all at the same time. And it was because I had just hit reset on 756 days. After two years of fighting the urge every day, I did everything I could to keep my mind off of it, and all I needed was a boy to help me relapse. The blade felt amazing over and over again to keep reaching the momentary high it gives. It was so easy. The same blade I used to delicately shave the peach fuzz of my face so my makeup would sit neatly on my skin. The razer that I had used to be beautiful for him was now making my thighs ugly—something he would be nauseated about, something he would look away from. I always loved the sting of the cuts being bombarded with hot water. It's not even his fault, but I want someone to blame. I want someone to yell at, punch, and cry at. But I won't get that from him, my mom, my siblings, friends, or any of my family. I think after typing this, I feel better. When I see it all typed out, it kind of makes me laugh. None of this matters. He's just a boy, and in the end, I won't end up with him. I doubt that in 2–3 years I'll even be on his mind.

Thank you to whoever reads this. If you are feeling the same, I hope you find comfort in knowing that in 2-3 years, you'll be different and a new person because of this. I honestly say that more for me than for you as a way to remind myself that I shouldn't care, nothing matters, and I want to focus on having a good time. :)