#incredible performances by both of them!!!!

[badgerbaggage]

Look, unfortunately, Santa is actually right.

And I think it's a means of our survival.

We need to entrench ourselves in our communities, fortify our bonds, recruit sympathizers. We start where it's safe, but we start exposing these people to the fact that we're not disposable, that we're not some scapegoat.

So let's reframe "disagreeing yet remaining friends."

You don't need to agree, nor "be friends" with bigoted ideologues to practice what the Santa account is saying.

Treating them as a friend is a performance (as many human social customs are). Be polite and be interested in their personal lives, what matters to them, what they're excited for, what they're afraid of. be known in your community, whether it's as a flashy character that's a staple of the local alternative bar, or as someone who walks their dog around the neighborhood. Find ways to display your artwork somewhere in town. Do favors for people.

You can refuse to engage with the horrible bigotry.

Rejection is a subtle means of advertising "this is intolerable and I will not engage with you if you continue." If somebody brings up something volatile, simply excuse yourself to get some water. You can leave outright, or you can return and try to shift the conversation. It is very difficult to do this when the current climate is about LIFE AND DEATH to us, but it is possible. This is a means of survival. Tread carefully and keep yourself safe. Let people understand you as a being before they know you as an extension of your identity.

On a wider scale, people NEED to be exposed to these larger topics other than through rightwing propaganda.

Experiencing queer people is far better if it's firsthand. "The supreme leader hath given us a new Scapegoat" works because they have completely MONOPOLIZED the narrative of who we are to our communities. They listen to the Heritage Foundation propaganda because that's the only depiction they've seen. Yes, some of this is out of their own ignorance and malice, but you DO have the power to change minds.

People also need to experience WEIRD SHIT that isn't hurting ANYONE.

There are unironically people who hate us just because their entire perception of us is manufactured by third parties. We all have the power to change perceptions in little ways. For example, I dress up like a punk werewolf and walk to a local alternative bar through a park and bustling downtown, even past an ice cream shop. It paints a massive target on me that says "IM WEIRD, LOOK AT ME." It is terrifying and I am incredibly uncomfortable the entire walk, but I'm exposing people to my gender queer ass in the periphery (I have the privilege to do this for many reasons; I'm not exactly living in my old, conservative, shitty hometown. Your mileage may vary). I am become Exposure Therapy.

You don't have to save the world, you just have to save yourself.

Again, we must ENTRENCH ourselves in our communities. We must forge bonds that our communities don't want to sever. Take root and prepare for the storm. Your efforts alone won't save the world, but if we can all just become a valued part of the life of 1 single detractor, that would have drastic effects on the national perspective of our movement.

Isolation is the end-bringer.

Just find one thing to agree with someone on. If they're deplorable, you can just agree that the weather is shitty, but through careful conversation and creative framing, you can easily get a hardcore MAGA fanatic to agree on culture and policy issues. We often want the same things, like freedom and prosperity. Find the NUGGET under the fascist shit and say, "we both want to be safe and with our families. We're not so different afterall."

LEGITIMIZE YOURSELF!!!

[empressofthewind]

Rating Reactions to Seeing Shinigami for the First Time

A comprehensive (and probably biased) list :-)

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Chapter 1 - Light

Falls on the floor and screams, then recomposes himself and very unconvincingly pretends he expected this. This is the first we get to see of Light's Perfectly Normal And Chill Guy persona and I have to say it's not a strong introduction to his acting skills. He gets points for entertainment value though, and also for managing to scream without attracting the attention of his family???

Rating: 8/10

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Chapter 7 - Kiichiro Osoreda

This is the guy who performs the bus-jacking that forces Raye to show his ID. It's a very entertaining scene, but he's being controlled and his reaction is therefore inauthentic, which makes it difficult to give him an accurate rating.

Rating: 0/10

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Chapter 26 - L

This one doesn't technically count because L is merely hearing about Shinigami rather than seeing one, but it's too good not to include. He silently falls off his chair while actively solving a murder case in which the main cause of death has been heart attacks. Naturally the entire task force panics and thinks he's dying, and he does nothing to assuage these concerns. Absolutely iconic of him. Also makes for brilliant foreshadowing.

Rating: 10/10

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Chapter 46 - Misa

We don't get to see Misa's very first reaction to meeting Rem, but we DO see their reunion during the Yotsuba arc, and she is horrified. She screams just like Light and L did, and her fear persists as long as Rem's hand is covering her mouth. She reacts pretty much how I would expect the average person to.

Rating: 5/10

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Chapter 53 - Soichiro

Another pretty standard reaction. Falls backwards, screams and immediately reaches for his gun. Nothing remarkable about it.

Rating: 3/10

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Chapter 53 - Aizawa

Exact same reaction as Soichiro, but he gets extra points because this panel of them both panting on the floor is utterly delightful. The eyes?? The pose???? They look like a pair of petrified crabs. I'm obsessed.

Rating: 8/10

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Chapter 53 - L (again)

L has heard that Shinigami exist and already knows that there's a "monster" attached to the notebook, so he's not surprised at all by the time he actually sees Rem. Instead, he starts having such an intense and paralysing epiphany that he doesn't even notice Light taking the Death Note from him. The least dramatic reaction so far but incredibly on-brand for him in every way.

Rating: 6/10

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Chapter 70 - Rod Ross

Freaks out once he actually sees Sidoh, but he's incredibly relaxed about the notebook flying beforehand. His line "I wouldn't be surprised if it's alive" is hilariously ironic given that the notebook does turn out to have a living component to it, and this does, in fact, surprise him.

Rating: 7/10

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Chapter 70 - Kal Snydar

One of my favourite reactions purely for the implication that Rod might have recruited an 8-foot-tall man in a monster costume. Perfectly reasonable assumption to make.

Rating: 9/10

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Chapter 70 - Mello

Much like L, everyone around him is panicking, but he stays impressively nonchalant. Immediately starts plotting ways to manipulate the demon creature for his own gain. This is essentially L's reaction if he was 90% more unhinged.

Rating: 10/10

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Chapter 101 - Near

Only character to look genuinely happy about seeing the Shinigami which is an instant 10 for me. He gets an extra point for having the most precious smile ever <3

Rating: 11/10

[acciotaitlynn]

How about a nurse having a crush on zayne bc his relationship with MC wasnt well known yet and then she found out by busting zayne n mc in heat moment in his office haha

Get well soon!

Hiiii ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ Sorry this took so long! I hope you're doing well! and that you like it ♡♡♡

» mild sexual content, 18+, vsex, oral꒰fem!receiving꒱

shorty; 944 wc

ـــــــــﮩ٨ـ Anya should be paying attention to the heart transplant before her, but she can’t focus on anything except the man performing it. 

Zanye’s bright, golden-green eyes assess the matter before him with his usual stoic expression, movements calm and confident as he asks her for a vascular clamp. 

Luckily, she can respond; she can barely breathe watching him work.

Her mind fills with visions of those slender, experienced fingers tracing her skin, and she trembles slightly as she passes the clamp.

Unsurprisingly, Doctor Zayne occupies the fantasies of many women and men who work alongside him.

He doesn’t notice the longing eyes that follow him like a persistent shadow. But you do.

It’s endearing, really; he has no idea how wonderful he is. 

He must have some idea that their friendliness holds another note, though, after receiving more gift baskets, cakes, and homemade meals than you can count, complete with flirty handwritten notes.

If he does notice, he never mentions it. Justs accepts their gifts with genuine gratitude before sharing them with you.ᵕ̈  

Anya’a attraction ꒰*cough* obsession꒱ is growing unbearable.

The first thing her mind latches onto upon waking and the last before bed, Zayne even lingers in between shifts when her fingers find their place deep inside her; often so worked up from his presence, she’s unable to resist seeking release. 

She’s imagining it, but she thinks the brushes of his fingers are starting to linger, and a look of desire is blooming in his eyes. 

Zayne knows her name, just as he knows most hospital staff. He’s kind and cordial to her, just as with anyone else. But that's it.

This lady has no idea that he's lost in thoughts of you if there’s anything like that in his gaze. 

Take right now, for instance. 

Zayne is washing his hands with a dreamy, faraway look in his eyes, mind swimming with a never-ending replay of your bare, blissed-out form beneath him last night. 

Thoughts of things he wants to try tonight play next as he smiles gently before clearing his throat and shaking himself out of it, failing miserably with a quiet groan, seeing his cock deep inside you seconds later. 

Anya follows him down the half, chirping about how well the surgery went and how incredible Zayne was.    “As always!” 

Zayne is asking when to expect you, and upon receiving your reply of “waiting in your office,” relief courses through him, a pleased smile gracing his features as Anya misinterprets it as a response to her praises. 

She also 100% misreads the desire coursing through him at what he plans to do to you when he gets there. 

He decides he can’t wait until tonight to have you, and he’s practically rushing away with nothing but an apologetic smile while not feeling sorry at all.

How can he when his lips meet yours moments later, and he feels genuinely awake for the first time today? 

Anya is hiding in the bathroom, hand traveling under her scrubs when she has the worst idea of all ideas. 

She checks herself in the mirror, pinching her cheeks and pepping herself up. 

She’s been receiving “signals” for weeks, just too scared to move.

But she’s tired of waiting. If she keeps it up, another of Zayne’s admirers will beat her to it.

Her steps are resolute as she makes her way to his office. With a light knock on the door, her pounding heart stops as she peeks inside. 

Your legs are spread open on his desk, and Anya can see every trace his tongue makes on your clit. 

Every sound of pleasure leaving you both as your hands run tenderly through the raven hair she’s been dying to touch is a stab to the gut. 

Her breath comes quick and quiet as she watches through the crack. 

She recognizes you as Zayne's longtime friend who occasionally visits him at the hospital. She didn’t realize that it was nearly daily; she just didn’t witness it. 

Zayne doesn’t divulge his personal affairs, so your relationship is quiet. His fan club isn’t aware of you—yet.

But best believe they will be soon. 

Zayne’s heated murmur of, “This is unlike me,” before freeing his cock, playing messily before pushing into your warmth, has her thighs pressing together. 

He’s so different with you… So open. So raw and needy. 

He literally whimpers as his hips start moving, and he admits, “You haunted me mercilessly through the entire procedure. If you hadn’t been here, I’d have had to care for myself.” 

You giggle at his words and adorable flustered expression, pulling him in for a lingering kiss.

Your gazes hold far more than a newly blossoming relationship. 

A fierce wave of nausea hits her as she closes the door quietly. 

The resolute plan to tell everyone every little detail forms. But she can’t even think about getting started until her fingers fuck the image of Zayne’s cock filling you up from her mind. 

From now on, no one mistakes Zayne’s daydreamy gazes for anything else, knowing what’s on his mind. 

After a while, he notices the knowing look people give you when you take lunch in the cafeteria or walk along the gardens. And though he likes to keep such matters private, he enjoys people knowing he’s yours now. 

He’s relieved that the suggestive smiles and gifts ease up and that people know where his heart truly lies. 

He pulls you close on the bench, kissing your head with a content smile, unaware of the daggers aiming with deadly precision from a few floors above. 

♡ ya'll better watch out for that one. (¬_¬) like I'm picturing her with our voodoo doll

[rivendell-poet]

First of all, thanks so much @klerns-birdie for the request! Second of all, I'm so sorry for the delay! Third of all, here it is and I hope you enjoy it <3

*･༓˚✧ ❝𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧’𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫❞ ‧͙⁺˚༓˚✧ « scenarios »

○ Thorin ○ Fíli ○ Kíli ○ Dwalin ○ Bofur ○ Bilbo ○

Gender-neutral reader | Wordcount : 1.2k | TWs : None

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧

✧ Thorin first heard about it through his nephews excitedly telling him, and although he’d listened he hadn’t truly absorbed the information.

✧ So you could twist yourself and be flexible? It’s a useful skill, but nothing he needs to be blown away by.

✧ Then, when about to get you, he sees you practising. And he realises that you deserved the praise you had been given - you deserved that and more.

✧ Finishing your routine, you can feel eyes suddenly on you. Incredibly intense, and taking in every movement of your body.

✧ You don’t quite feel vulnerable, but as you contort again to stand up straight and face Thorin there’s something more intimate about performing than there usually is.

✧ When you face him there’s a second of silence, before he clears his throat and informs you of what he needs you to do. You agree and begin to leave, but he’s still standing there.

✧ Just as you’re about to be out of earshot, he speaks again. “That was… incredible.”

✧ It’s a good thing you aren’t facing him because you can feel heat rush to your face. Realising your leaving it too long, you swallow then respond, “Thank you.”

✧ Once the two of you are together he’s much more openly interested.

✧ Tries to design jewellery that will flex and more while you’re practising, which eventually leads into him trying to design armour for you.

✧ It’s a challenge but it’s one he enjoys; often you’ll be beckoned over to try out a new piece, moving and giving feedback.

𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐢

✧ Fíli could never really see the appeal of human villages, towns, or cities no matter how much time he spent in them. Even the better smiths he was able to be in weren’t right.

✧ Something in him always recognised this was not right for him, that the magic of jewels and intricately crafting metals could not be achieved here.

✧ But still, he tried for something to get close. Normally it was the higher paying blacksmith jobs, the glint of dwarven steel. Then he sees you do a contortion act.

✧ He’d been friends with you for a little while, but never something deeper, until your friends had encouraged you to demonstrate your skill.

✧ You’d laughed, but obliged them. And he’d been spellbound.

✧ It was as if something had been flipped - both about you and about the beauty of humanity.

✧ When you finish Fíli can’t quite meet your eyes, is horribly aware of the blush on his face, and almost stutters in his compliment to you.

✧ After that both of you know there’s something between you, and eventually it happens after you perform again. It’s in a quiet location, and as people wander about there’s only you and him left.

✧ Moving up he stays silent as you come closer, eyes with some longing.

✧ And, gently, the two of you kiss.

𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐢

✧ As Erebor eventually fills up, the mountain now reclaimed, one of the things Kíli looks forward too most is the new people that come with it.

✧ At first it’s mainly miners and traders, or dwarves who have an ancestral home here, but eventually more people come. Musicians, artists, and performers.

✧ Then he sees you. You stand out already - as a human - but what really captures his eye is what you are performing.

✧ He’s never seen anything like it before, instantly stopped in his tracks before getting closer to be able to admire you.

✧ You realise something must be happening as your act draws much larger crowds than normal, but you don’t realise the reason is because the crown prince is watching it. Finishing your act you bend one more time before coming up and bowing, listening to the cheers and applause.

✧ The crowd eventually dies down, but Kíli is still waiting there; coming up to you he’s quite shy, complimenting you on your performance before asking how you learnt.

✧ You talk for a while, and although he offers to walk you through the market you decline. Before you leave he asks when he’ll see you again - if he can, of course - and instantly makes note of the time and location you give him.

✧ Unsurprisingly, he shows up. And he shows up at the next performance, and the next performance.

✧ But he doesn’t make a move, even when the adoration he stares at you with is obviously not just adoration anymore.

✧ Eventually, it’s you who asks him to court you.

✧ Standing straight, and ready to begin your performance, you speak to the small crowd. “This act is dedicated to someone, someone dear to me. Someone who I love.”

𝐃𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧

✧ At first, Dwalin doesn’t realise you’re a contortionist. He’s impressed by how fluid your body is, the grace you carry yourself with when moving. The way you can bend perfectly to pick something off the floor.

✧ But, as admirable a talent as that is, he thinks it is simply that. A talent.

✧ (Although to him that doesn’t explain why he seems to draw to your every move doing that, the blush on his face that appears. There is something special to him in your movement.)

✧ Eventually you begin your courtship, and he assumes that’s why he was always so drawn to it - because he’s in love with you.

✧ And then the subject comes up, and you reveal you’re a contortionist.

✧ He pauses for a second, almost confused. Then softly, almost shyly, he asks if you’d be willing to perform for him.

✧ You say yes, and the time is set for later that day.

✧ When you finally perform he is even more mesmerised. Eyes sweeping over every inch of your body, taking in your movement and fully appreciating it.

✧ “By Mahal, you’re beautiful.”

𝐁𝐨𝐟𝐮𝐫

✧ First sees you when you’re half way through a contortion routine.

✧ And, of course, he can’t look away. (Although he is a little annoyed at himself for only discovering you halfway through your performance and missing some of it.)

✧ So, he resolves to watch a full performance as soon as he can.

✧ You don’t notice Bofur coming to watch immediately, but after the third time you can recognise him. After the fifth time you’re confident enough to smile fully at him, giving him a little wink near the end of your routine before you carry on with.

✧ He stays still this time, instead of dispersing with the crowd, and waits for you to come to him. Bowing down, “Bofur, at your service.”

✧ “(Y/n), at yours.” Smiling, you look the dwarf over once again. Remember the feeling of being watched that came from him - except it wasn’t just watching, it was being admired.

✧ “Say, may I buy you a drink?”

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐨

✧ Bilbo is also awe inspired, and probably the most flustered of them all.

✧ It’s just so different - it feels so intimate to him. At first when he’s watching you his eyes will only flicker to you occasionally, and his cheeks flush pink when he realises you’ve seen him.

✧ Even when you’re travelling together and you simply bend to pick something up his mind goes back to when he’s seen you performing.

✧ But he can still hold a conversation, and certainly gushes about your performance to you. He’s always incredibly complimentary of the routine.

✧ Once you’re together he allows himself to watch you more closely, to notice every detail of your performance - and of course all that does is make him fall in love with you even more.

A/N : Hope you enjoyed! Contortionist secretly scare me, but I also respect the hell out them for doing that. I'm pretty sure I would break several bones should I attempt anything close, so...

anyway I hope you enjoyed this & have a great day/night <3

thank you for reading *･༓˚✧ Taglist : @celestialhole / @starwars2222 / @withasideofmeg / @nilintakan / cont in comments. ✧ wish to be tagged?

[izelthewashbear]

Conversations with strangers (fragment v2)

You guys seem to really love this fic, it's my best performing work on AO3 by far! Here's another part for you to check out, and if you like it, go read the full thing!

Grian covered his ears, trying to block out the sonic shriek that blasted through his body, causing his inside to erupt. It was, obviously, quite useless. Or was it? When he opened his eyes again, he first expected to see the tight cave corridor he was in, optionally with his insides splattered on the walls. But instead, he saw nothing. Quite literally. He sighed with relief, not even sure why it made him happy.

"Oh... We're dead" he huffed. His eyes dropped down to his hands, as if he expected to see the thread. It guided his gaze back to his soulmate, who was floating in the abyss next to him, curled up and clearly shocked.

"O-oh... Hi, Scar..."

Scar flinched and yelped, clearly startled by Grian. He straightened up, but did it too quick, sending himself spinning in the zero-gravity emptiness. 

"What in the world!- Oh! Well hello there, Grian!" he nervously smiled. "I don't know what happened and why I died, but, uh, I was just riding my horse over a hill, and I kind of... Just... Y'know..."

"What? Scar, I caused us to die! The Warden blasted me through a wall!" Grian huffed. Scar' apologetic tone made him feel exasperated, worried and guilty at the same time. "I should've been more careful, I'm sorry."

Scar hummed and looked at him, his spinning slowing down. He was upside down, but he didn't seem to be bothered by that - or even notice. His obliviousness was both the most adorable and most annoying of his traits. Grian just huffed and covered himself with his wingers, blocking out his view on his soulmate.

"So, uh... What do we do now...?" he asked after a moment of silence. Grian didn't even move. "Do we just stay here, forever? Together?"

"Us, together? Forever?" the parrot huffed, his feathers furrowing. That sounded incredibly scary, and he wasn't even really sure why. Scar's tone immediately got quieter and even more apologetic.

"Sorry, sorry... I forgot, you hate me... Okay, just ignore me, okay? And I'll try to pretend like I'm not here..."

"Wait, wait, Scar..." Grian reached out and put his hand on his friend's shoulder. His green eyes were full of uncertainty, as if he had little question marks inside of them. "You, uh... You think that? You think that I hate you?"

"Well, don't you?"

[dullgecko]

Fabian ends up taking Riz and Mazey to see their favourite musical when it was being performed in Bastion City. They made a whole trip of it, staying in a hotel, getting dinner. It was really nice.

It had taken Fabian weeks to plan this little trip, mostly because he was trying to keep it a surprise from their rogue and Riz could usually sniff out a secret from a mile away. Not this time though, thankfully, he was far to absorbed in a case and Fabian was instead worried that he wouldn't wrap it up in time to come with them.

Thankfully Riz managed to crack it two days before opening night, which gave him one night to wrap up the report and hand it in to his client and then most of a day to get some sleep. It was perfect, he literally had no time to wonder what Fabian had in store for him, all he knew was that they'd pencilled in 'best friend hangout time' over the two days.

They'd picked Riz up around lunch time, choosing to get chaufered by car rather than The Hangman which was the first thing that clued the goblin in that something was different. He clambered into the back seat all the same though, eyes squinted in suspicion as he settled into his seat and buckled himself in. It was also weird that Mazey was there for friend-hangout-time, but he bit his tongue and didn't say anything until they were already halfway out of town and headed for Bastion City.

Riz wasn't a super huge fan of Fabian blowing money on him but he couldn't hide the way his ears perked up and his pupils dialated when the half elf whipped the tickets out with a flourish when the goblin finally asked where they were going. His protests getting shot down when Fabian mentioned that the box seats he'd gotten them seated four people so of course he'd had to buy out all of them so they wouldn't have to sit with another random couple. In fact, Riz was doing HIM a favour by coming along because it meant they'd only be wasting one ticket tonight.

He bought the pair of them the playbill when they arrived, and a couple of items from the merchendise stand, and even Fabian had to admit that they were gouging on the prices a little. Mazey and Riz both had a great time, and even though Fabian couldn't quite understand the appeal of musicals watching his two favorite people absoloutly enraptured by what was going on on stage was nice enough on its own for him.

Riz and Mazey were still buzzing by the time the show was over, the goblin clambering up to sit on her shoulders as they excitedly chattered about the show on the way to dinner. Mazey didn't even realise it was the first time Riz had done that until after he hopped down, the minotaur bouncing a little in place and tugging on Fabians sleeve when she told him.

One incredibly carb loaded dinner later they headed to their hotel for the night, Riz collapsing exhausted on the bed in the second room of the suite Fabian had paid for as the half elf and his girlfriend retreated to their own room for the night.

Fabian should have expected Riz wouldn't stay asleep in his own room for long though, the half elf waking up at sometime around 2am to big goblin eyes watching them in the dark from a chair on the other side of the room. He just rolled his eye at that, lifting the sheet and waving Riz over to join them rather than sitting where he'd probably startle Mazey if she woke up in the middle of the night.

[youmakethelight]

I felt every word of this in my soul. Shalaka always has the best and most thoughtful takes.

I really want to talk about the ash and carol scene where ash shouts at her. And I really want to thank Shalaka for speaking about this bc it helped me understand why I felt so uneasy about it and why I've been dreading rewatching it.

(To clarify, I have absolutely no complaints about Manish Dayal or Melissa McBride. I think they are both incredible actors, and I think they absolutely smashed their performances. My issue here is with the showrunner and the writing.)

Before I watched it myself, all I heard people say about this scene was how nice it is that Carol told the truth to Ash, and how nice it is that Daryl told her to tell him..

Well, when I watched it myself, when Ash started shouting - I wasn't okay. Carol's reaction made me feel uncomfortable in ways I really didn't understand. To be honest, I sort of zoned out while it was happening because it felt so unsettling to me. I guess my fight or flight reaction was freeze.

And I realise now that it felt so unsettling because I've spent years with Carol, knowing that she has a history of abuse, but being able to feel how far she's come. It felt like armour to know that in spite of having that history inside of her, she's built layers that feel powerful and strong in the best way.

This scene felt like it stripped and peeled all of that back, and she was raw. It hurt. But the thing is, it hurt because it felt like the men creating the show were making this happen to her. And for what payoff? For that reason, it felt humiliating actually. It felt like disrespect. And actually, it felt like men behind the camera getting to feel gratified at seeing a woman "brought down a peg or two". These are the feelings I felt, even though I couldn't articulate why it felt that way. But it did feel that way.

As for Ash shouting as he did, this shocked me. Although this is a zombie horror show, it genuinely felt more scary to me that such a kind man, who I'd spent all this time beginning to trust, reacted in such a volatile way. It reminded me of how someone you trust to never hurt you just might.

Although his words were hurtful, I could barely hear them, because I was too preoccupied by how much the shouting put me in my fight or flight (or freeze) mode. For me, without doubt, the words would have had more emotional impact without the shouting. And honestly, it just seemed out of nowhere. It seemed out of character for Ash, excessive, and there was nothing in the script that helped me understand a reason for why he reacted quite so violently. And then we just move on as if it was okay.

What did the re-creation of carol's domestic abuse even achieve? Was the showrunner just saying "see, look, I did watch parts of your stupid show, I know about the abuse, I can show you I know". It felt gratuitous because it didn't seem to achieve anything.

In "Look at the Flowers" in season 10, when carol hallucinated alpha and she hurled verbal insults at carol, we saw a glimpse of how carol's history of abuse affects her. I found that to be much more of a sensitive exploration of this topic. Within that scene, carol was given space to respond in a way that didn't regress her. It felt more like getting to learn a bit more about her and how it feels to be inside her head.

My takeaway is that men like david zabel should not be allowed to write stories about women who have been abused.

Nine Lives Two Mics (Caryl Podcast) | New Episode

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A comprehensive review of Daryl & Carol’s arc in episodes 4 & 5 of The Book of Carol.

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This podcast was recorded before the new teaser was released, and David Zabel decided to share his "vision" again. The next podcast episode will cover all of the above and a breakdown of some of the most talked-about scenes from the TBOC finale. Keep an eye out for updates.

[tytangfei]

My mother promised me. She said she would be back. She promised, but she didn't return. I don't blame her. I just want to ask her why she abandoned me? Why did she abandon me? Why?

[mothcpu]

lunacy! lunacy! lunacy! lunacy!

[theactualsunshinechild]

I think Aventio and Screwtio shippers shouldn't fight. After all, Ratio has two hands!

That's right. Two hands.

One for his chalk.

One for his codex.

Both of which he's holding in an embarrassed death grip as they chat away with each other about him.

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

There is nothing so strong as the bond between Starkid performers and the live audience at any of their shows.

[skitskatdacat63]

2010 Australian Grand Prix - Jenson Button(ft. Robert Kubica & Felipe Massa)

[stunfiskz]

wanting to share an opinion for one of those hot take things and then realizing it would likely get you yelled at

[untimelyambition]

i am begging on my hands and knees for jon matteson and bryce charles to sing a song together. since i first watched npmd, every single day without fail i have thought about their harmonies together in hatchet town (“if he gets me next i could be three” and “fits the bill, he fits the bill”) literally the sickest harmonies in the entire show, i turn into a little gremlin every time i hear them. their voices sound SO good together it actually makes me a little ill. my favourite song my favourite line my favourite harmonies, their voices blend perfectly and i am so desperate to hear them sing a duet to hear them singing together again pls pls please pls pls pls. pls.

[dykeogenes]

okay listen neil newbon would absolutely deserve to win best performance for astarion at the game awards and I’m going to applaud if and when he does. however. if devora wilde isn’t at least NOMINATED alongside him you can all expect me to make some angry posts about it.

[titsthedamnseason]

anyone who’s been a sabrina or chappell fan since before this year is having such a surreal time. i’m so proud of both of them and how their talent is finally being recognized 🥹