#it was miserable and i still didn't get it in on time

[greyves-under-fire]

God, this. My nanny's disabled and always takes this stuff seriously when her family who also is, is sick, she makes sure everybody knows because it feels important enough to tell them to make sure they care.

But when she told my dad that i had covid pneumonia two months ago, while he's been well aware and passive of my disabilities and how many times covid has immeasurably ruined my body and my life, all he said was that i seemed fine at my niece and nephews birthday party the week before. It didn't matter that i was sick and it must be awful anyway.

Like yeah, of course i put up the mask, but you had to be fucking blind not to see it. Because of course, no one saw it when me crossing the parking lot to help get stuff from the car had me holding back *screams* and panic attacks due to the fact that my muscles made me feel like i was being burnt alive, and i genuinely could. Not. Breathe. It felt like i was breathing glass into my lungs.

And every time i was asked to go get something else or needed to, of course no one saw when i ducked my head to wipe away tears because of how overwhelming it was to have to do it AGAIN. Of course he didn't notice that it took me 5x longer every next time to get to the car, stay there, and come back.

Of course he didn't think about why i would be staring off into space with a tense expression the whole time any more after he asked and i gave a vague answer of pain.

I have such an obvious crying face. it's always blatantly obvious if i have been.

There's no way i looked "fine" i just looked "as usual" which of course, he only assumes is fine, even when he genuinely knows and understands otherwise.

He treats me like it would hurt him too much to think about me being so constantly fucking miserable and broken and hurt, so he chooses to never think of it altogether instead and still pretend he's so much of a better dad than he used to be. Sure, he is. But it's not enough. Like the most ignorant and cruel coping mechanism.

It doesn't matter, that this is the sixth bout of covid I've had, causing irreparable damage to my lungs and immune system, causing a never ending flare up of the most painful and depressing and nightmarish fibro symptoms that have finally caused me to consider a cane. It doesn't matter that i'm only 19, just like it didn't matter to him when i was only 14 or 15 or 16.

He didn't reach out. He didn't check on me. He didn't talk to me about it, and assumed i'd be fine walking a flight of stairs a few weeks later.

They truly think that being used to it means anything. It means nothing. All it means is that i'm in so much pain and discomfort all the time.

There's no easy and simple way of wrapping it into a digestible bow of "yeah but they're sick all the time.(like it's fine for me to be used to it as long as i'm not actively dying.)" it's just an excuse for them not to be inconvenienced by our pain. And i'm always expected to reach out when he gets sick to check on him.

I'm so fucking sick of it.

sorry for the vent.

What a lot of abled people don't understand is that when you get more sick as someone who was already physically disabled/chronically ill, you don't get the sympathy, you don't get people sending you cards and coming to visit and help you with things. Everyone just kind of assumes that you can handle it, that it's not *really* anything new. Maybe people might acknowledge it for a week or two, but then to them it's just normal. You were already sick, so why would being a little more sick be disruptive to you, right?

[chaifootsteps]

I don't get this fandom's fixation with insisting Blitzo is the one who views relationships as transactional when there's so many examples of him obviously wanting to have more than that. IMP is basically his attempt to make himself a new family with Loona as his daughter and M&M first as the people he wants to threesome with but more realistically, his friends

Stolas meanwhile behaves in a much more transaction based mindset where he assumes if he gives X he can get Y

he views his cheating on Stella as not counting as cheating because 'cheating implies a betrayal and [Stella] never gave two shits about [him]'. Even though the marriage was arranged and he never loved Stella either (he somehow forgot he burst into tears when he first saw her and was miserable about the whole idea?) he expected Stella to make an effort to love him because that's how marriages work. He didn't seem to appreciate that it being arranged would make his partner's feelings more complex and things might have gone better if he hadn't tried to play happy families with her, despite the fact he also had reservations about the arrangement and is gay so he should be able to empathize with Stella on some level

he assumes giving Via a trip to Loo Loo Land in the hopes of getting back their close bond but it isn't until he actually listens to her that any progress is made (and while on the trip he actively upsets her by harassing Blitzo right in front of her)

but the bigger example of course is Blitzo. he uses the book to get sex out of him, literally describing what they have as 'favors for favors' and 'transactional'

then he lowkey kind of does it again when he uses the crystal in the hopes of getting a romantic relationship in return

Stolas is so fixated on the idea of Blitzo as an object who just fulfils his desires that he punishes him whenever he has a life of his own to attend to (taking Loona for the jab) or whenever Blitzo points out his fantasies are not reality (replying to 'that's a romcom' with 'fuck you'). He's so committed to this that despite knowing Blitzo's insecurities he dances with someone else because that person is giving him attention and that's all that matters.

And when Blitzo doesn't respond to the crystal with what Stolas wanted to get out of the interaction - a romantic partner - Stolas dips immediately. He doesn't explain himself and he doesn't make any attempt to keep Blitzo in his life. It's incel logic at its core - he doesn't want Blitzo in his life even as a friend, despite the fact he supposedly likes him, because ultimately he doesn't actually see Blitzo as a person. he's an object who is supposed to fulfil the transaction Stolas is still unconsciously setting up

worse than that is Stolas has fooled himself into believing he's the good guy who was doing good things for him out of the kindness of his heart. he reframes exchanging his book for sex as 'supporting him', reframes humiliating him in front of a crowd by sexualizing him as 'letting everyone see how much [he] likes [Blitzo]', talks about his passive aggressive texts trying to get Blitzo to still come over on the full moon as 'wanting to spend time with [Blitzo]' even though those nights were probably going to end with Blitzo feeling like he had to sleep with Stolas, again

tl:dr but so far Via is the only person who can break her end of whatever exchange Stolas views an interaction as being without him getting pissy about it, since he tries to empathize with her even when he repeats the exact same mistake 5 minutes later. he doesn't care Stella was forced into marriage too since he expected her to play house because that's what he was doing, and he cares so little about Blitzo despite saying he thinks highly of him that not only does he not want his friendship, he's happy to ghost him after their fight in full moon then for a full month going into ghostfuckers. Blitzo didn't give him what he wanted and Stolas doesn't actually care about his feelings, so Blitzo may as well not exist

This fandom, and increasingly Viv, don't seem to have the first clue what Blitzo is or what his problem is or what he wants. He just does things in whatever order, according to what makes Stolas look better.

[kingstarkingslay]

It was well past midnight when Sirius and Remus found themselves tangled in the sheets, the faint glow of the moon creeping through the open window. The gentle hum of the night outside, the occasional hoot of an owl, and the rustle of leaves in the breeze filled the silence of the room.

Sirius, with his dark hair a mess from tossing and turning, was sprawled across the bed with Remus’ head resting on his chest. Remus, still wearing the remnants of his school robes, absentmindedly traced patterns on Sirius' chest, his heartbeat steady and warm beneath his touch.

"Y'know," Sirius murmured, voice half-drowsy but laced with mischief, "I could have been a great actor."

Remus snorted softly, not bothering to open his eyes. "Oh? Really? And what would your best role have been?"

"Obviously, I'd be the brooding, misunderstood hero," Sirius said dramatically, shifting his position so he could look down at Remus with an exaggerated pout. "You know, the one who gazes longingly out of windows and pines for lost love."

"You mean the one who spends most of his time getting into trouble and getting kicked out of classes?" Remus raised an eyebrow, unable to hold back a smile.

Sirius shot him a playful glare, reaching up to flick a lock of Remus' hair out of his face. "That was part of the charm, Moony. Gotta keep things interesting, y'know?"

"Right, right," Remus hummed, as Sirius ran a hand through his messy hair. "And if you were an actor, would I be your love interest?"

"Obviously," Sirius said with a dramatic sigh, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You’d be the shy, intellectual type who doesn't realize how charming he is until the very end of the movie. You know, the one who wears glasses and reads a lot."

Remus’ grin widened as he tilted his head, trying to keep a straight face. "Are you saying I'm charming? Or are you just projecting your own fantasies?"

Sirius chuckled, the sound rich and warm in the stillness of the room. He shifted closer, pressing Remus against his chest, and placed a soft kiss on his skin. "Oh, I think you’re incredibly charming. You just need someone to bring it out of you. Someone... like me."

Remus’ heart fluttered at the simple, affectionate words. It was almost unfair how easily Sirius could make him feel like the most important person in the world with just a glance, a touch, or one of his teasing remarks.

"Alright," Remus said after a long pause, his voice quiet and thoughtful, "so, what happens at the end of the movie?"

Sirius tilted his head back slightly, looking down at Remus with those signature eyes that always made Remus’ stomach flip. "Well, at the end, I kiss you, of course."

"Oh, naturally," Remus said, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. He could feel his cheeks warming. "And then what?"

Sirius smirked, his hand sliding up Remus’ arm to rest over his heart. "Then we live happily ever after. But with a few more snogging scenes, obviously."

"I’m glad you're thinking about the important details," Remus replied, his lips twitching into a smile.

Sirius' grin widened, and without another word, he leaned down and kissed Remus softly, just a brief press of lips that felt like it could last for an eternity. When he pulled back, he didn't go far, his forehead resting against Remus' as they both closed their eyes, basking in the simple closeness of the moment.

"Just so you know," Sirius whispered after a long pause, his voice gentle, "I wouldn't mind living the movie with you. Maybe minus the brooding and the pining... just the snogging."

Remus chuckled softly, his hand drifting to Sirius’ face, pulling him even closer. "I think I can live with that."

Sirius broke the silence again, his voice low and teasing. "So, Moony, if we were in a real movie... do you think we’d be the type that gets a happy ending?"

Remus chuckled, a fond smile tugging at his lips. "Well, considering we’re already here... I think we’ve got that part sorted."

Sirius' grin was wide and goofy as Remus nuzzled into his neck. "Good. Because I’m not letting you go, even if the movie’s over."

Remus chuckled and pulled him in tighter. "I’m not going anywhere either, Pads. Not ever."

[mirensiart]

Hi no pressure to answer I just like sharing thoughts because I have too many of them

Something I realized about the pain sharing au, with the fact stuff like old pains(legends joints, times back, Wolfie, etc) are apart of it-

If anyone was hiding a injury before the curse it would be IMMEDIATELY obvious when the curse is active,

Like- four for example because he's my favorite(four swords anniversary edition was my first zelda game)

Say he got like a injury from fixing a sword, like a hand wound or somethin yk? And he tried to hide it from the chain so they wouldn't worry about it, idk why he would but just bare with me here(please)

They get cursed and suddenly just ✨p a i n✨

And nobody knows where it's coming from but he's just there like ".....uh oh🧍"

Thanks for coming to my pointless idea rant(←my sleep schedule is in the garbage rn)

- 🐾🦦 (ik I'm not on anon anymore but it feels better to sign off still)

He probably got distracted while handling a sword and cut himself with the blade and was too embarrassed to admit that's how he hurt himself cause like, he's the weapon connoisseur— the blacksmith, he would never cut himself like that he's too professional for that!

I feel like it would be funny if more than one link were hiding wounds pre-curse and then they all feel everyone's pain at the same time the moment the curse hits

Say, twilight got a huge bruise in battle he didn't really feel and now everyone's in pain, wind has been hiding the angry painful blisters on his feet cause he's embarrassed to admit walking sucks for him, four with the cut on his hand, hyrule who's been having a stomachache for a while but didn't think it meant anything, etc lmao

Basically everyone is miserable in 1 second the moment the wizzrobe stops casting the curse

[mintedwitcher]

Thinking about this again.

Thinking about the double-edged guilt of both Tommy and Eddie, both blaming themselves for Buck getting hurt.

"I shouldn't have made Bobby switch the two of you," Tommy snaps, seven hours after the crash, five hours deep into Evan's surgery.

"You didn't do shit, I was the one who told him to just shut up and swap," Eddie snaps right back, fists clenched. "It should've been me in that chopper."

Lucy's okay, miracle of miracles, but Evan's surgery is taking longer than expected. He'd been in nearly critical condition by the time they'd found him in the wreckage, and it had taken far too long to actually extract and transport him. Tommy's nerves are stretched thin.

"You're damn right," Tommy says, glaring at Eddie, at Bobby. "Why the hell did you let me spout that bullshit? I should've been able to stow my crap for one goddamn call!"

"Gentlemen, if you can't be civil, we'll have to ask you to leave," one of the nurses says, exasperated. Tommy and Eddie shoot her matching venomous glares. It's not really her fault, and Tommy does feel guilty for it.

The rest of the 118 are there too, along with Maddie, Athena, and Karen. None of the children are present, which Tommy is grateful for. He doesn't think he could stomach listening to all the kids asking if their Uncle Buck was gonna survive this shit.

"You know what," Eddie says, shaking his head. He points towards the doors. "Come on, let's get this over with."

Tommy follows, the simmering guilt in his gut turning to rage the longer Eddie stays silent as they walk out of the hospital together. Eventually, Eddie whirls around on him, and it's only years of training that allows Tommy to catch Eddie's fist before it can connect.

"Yeah, you should've stowed your crap," Eddie snaps. "You fucking idiot, he loves you. He's been in love with you since, fuck, I don't even know when. And you broke his heart, and now... you couldn't just bite your fucking tongue, and now the last words he might've heard from you are 'get off the radio'."

"What else was I supposed to do, huh?" Tommy snarls back, throwing a hook of his own that sails over Eddie's ducked head. "Let him carry on with the hero-worship and get my heart broken later down the line when he finally realises that I'm not perfect?"

"You can't just keep running from your problems!" Eddie shouts. "Buck loves you. He wants long-term with you, and you're chickening out because, what, he admires you too much?"

"What would you know about it, huh? Perfect Eddie Diaz," Tommy sneers. Eddie scoffs, loud and bitter.

"You know the answer to that already," Eddie says. He shakes his head. "I let the love of my life run away from me. More than once. I screwed up in every way imaginable. And I'm fucking miserable, Tommy. So is Buck. So are you."

"I don't know what to do," Tommy admits. Eddie sighs.

"Well, first," he says, "just be there. Buck's easy, man. All he wants is to be appreciated, to be seen for who he is. He wants someone to fight for him just as hard as he'd fight for everyone else in his life. That could still be you."

Silence stretches until Tommy sighs, shaking his head.

"Not after this," Tommy says, defeated. "I'm the reason he's hurt."

"Tommy. If you leave right now, you'll regret it for the rest of your life," Eddie warns him.

Tommy swallows. Nods. Shoves his hands into his pockets.

"When he wakes up... tell him I'm sorry," Tommy says. "For everything."

yes yes I know we all want the Tommy copter crash whump BUT it's been two seasons since Buck has had a near death experience.

put him in the chopper, but not with Tommy.

"I can't work with him," Tommy says in an undertone to Bobby, watching Buck across the tarmac grabbing his gear from the 118's truck. "I get that you want us to talk, but this is a serious crisis, Captain, we can't afford distractions."

"Buck's professional, he won't--" Bobby tries, but Tommy shakes his head.

"I don't doubt his professionalism, I doubt my own," Tommy says. "Give me Eddie, Lucy can take Buck."

"Alright, if you're sure," Bobby says. Tommy nods and beelines it back to his chopper before Buck can join their conversation. But he sees the moment Bobby relays the new orders. The slump to his shoulders, the twist of his face. He cuts a glare over at Tommy, who looks away immediately, afraid of being caught staring. Not that it matters.

The choppers go up. Eddie's buckled in next to Tommy. Everything's going fine. The radio crackles to life.

"Not to be unprofessional," says Buck's voice, bitter and sulking, over the radio, "but do you think this wind is gonna be an issue for the landing? Over."

Eddie rolls his eyes and sighs. Tommy frowns.

"Is Donato worried? Over."

"No but you know what they say about wind. It never knows which direction it's going. Over."

Tommy's jaw clenches.

"Get off the radio, Buckley," he snaps.

"Or what, huh? You'll walk away again?" Buck demands.

"Okay, can we save the domestic for later?" Lucy interrupts, clearly pissed off. "We have a job to do, and I didn't sign on to sit here and listen to you two-- SHIT"

"Donato?"

"Tommy." Eddie's voice is dark, filled with dread. Tommy looks out of the passenger side window, just in time to see the other helicopter begin to nosedive towards the ground. Tommy's heart drops right alongside it.

"Evan..."

[reverieblondie]

What about Raphael monologuing and/or being his smug self only to be surprised by "his" little mouse interrupting him by grabbing the collar of his clothing and dragging the cambion in to a searing kiss before she says something like 'You talk too much' or 'I got the gist, thank you' and gracefully striding off before he can even think to react? (your choice if Tav does this when it's just her and Raphael or if she pulls this stunt in front of a group of her companions who would likely be left there stunned for a few moments as well)

I took forever to get this done but I did your request with a bit of a twist I hope you enjoy!

Warning: last step is NSFW! MDNI! 18+ only!

How to shut a devil up in 5 easy ways

If you had to describe Raphael, you would say he is dangerous, mysterious, and admittedly very pleasing to the eye… the only problem? Raphael doesn't know how to shut up… is it a bard thing or a devil thing to have the inability to shut up? Personally, you wouldn't mind listening to him talk all night; he has a magnificent voice… But you're busy; you can't always sacrifice your time to entertain him. Though he doesn't always get the hint, so you will have to get creative… 

Be honest, 

It's been… What 30 minutes? 30 long minutes of you and your party standing outside of the abandoned village's gate listening (without interruptions, mind you) to Raphael go on and on about some cryptic warnings and strange tales. Honestly, you stopped paying attention ages ago when you had to tell Lae'zel via tadpole that, no, she can't cut his throat. Hells, even Gale is getting impatient, and he's as long-winded as they come. Everyone was over it, so putting on the leader pants, you go to silence the chatty cambion… of course, it didn't work when you, being a person of few words tried to subtle approach and he was still trying to make his poetic points. Then your patience snaps. "Alright, we get it! Could you shut up already?!" Raphael goes silent from your burst of bluntness; it was rude and coarse… but he couldn't help how it made the slight smirk tug at the corner of his lips, something you immediately noticed. "Well, what kind of decorum is that? I try to give you sage words of wisdom, and this is my thanks, mouse?" he tsked his lips with a smile, his eyes lightening up at your annoyance… You roll your eyes, pushing past him with your party in tow. "Fuck off…" is all you udder before hearing a smooth laugh and a rushing flame. Seems like honesty worked. 

2. Catching him by surprise, 

You are completely exhausted; your head and body scream and ache as you try to stretch your worn-out muscles. All your other companions have gone to rest for the night, something you are egar to do but the viscera and sweat that cling to you are too uncomfortable to ignore. So, gathering your things, you head down to the river for a cleansing soak to finally relax. However, as you head to your destination, a familiar figure leaning against a tree catches your attention and makes you roll your eyes... Raphael... "Well, mouse, you look completely worn down, not your usual bright eye look. You look miserable in fact." his voice purs as he walks beside you. With a sigh you continue on with him in tow mocking you. You don't need to look up to see that he's smirking at your annoyance. "I wouldn't say miserable, just not to be tested." you snip back, but Raphael only chuckles further, "I guess I should be careful when teasing you then..." He can tease you... but not with his words; you would want him to tease you with his hands... With his body... No, you can't be thinking like that for the annoying devil. Raphael starts his usual long-winded speeches, but not being in the mood, you ignore him. Finally getting to the river bank, you begin to undo your shirt, and as the fabric hits the ground and you undo your underclothes, that is when you hear silence? Turning, you See Raphael looking a bit surprised, and that just fuels you, more. Stripped down you finally step into the water keeping your eye contact with him, he's finally quite and you can't help but feel smug. "Want to finish your rambling in the river with me?" You ask with a broad smile, perhaps showing off your access just a bit to taunt more. Raphael thinks for a moment. as his eyes drinking you in before responding, "Sorry, mouse, but I am afraid I have lost my train of thought... another time, though..." With a snap, he's gone, leaving you to soak in silence. It's a bittersweet victory.

3. Interrupt Nicely 

You're in the middle of a celebration, one step closer to the city and another successful job of saving those you've become close to. Everyone in last light has been drinking, and you are feeling tipsy as you continue to drink more from the goblet filled with dry wine. then a familiar voice, "You're looking quite flushed, mouse... Careful not to indulge too much; your journey is far from over." Even drunk, you can tell whose voice it is without looking, but you do (he's too pretty, not too...) Turning, you meet his smirk with a broad smile; when you feel this warm and giggly its hard not to, you can't help but feel unintimidated by him in this drunken haze. "If it isn't my stalker. Come to try and trick me out of my soul again." Amused Raphael sits next to you, "I wouldn't dare try and take it from you in this state; it would be far too easy..." You giggle, leaning in close to him, taking a second to bask in his warmth and the curves and lines of his face before placing a finger to his lips, shushing him. "shh, stop flirting with me, or I will think you're falling for me, devil." Raphael chuckles as he moves your hand and kisses your knuckles and your wrist. "Don't get cocky mouse... that's what gets you mortals in trouble..." You lean in closer, resting your head on his chest, "Fine, Fine, I won't be cocky; that's a better look on you anyways..." Raphael just lets you lean on him as he softly plays with your hair. He would never say it... but you might be right…

4. Interrupt Rudely 

He helped you... Why would a cambion like him have helped you? Of course, you knew his interest in your soul and aid in getting the crown, but you had been clear that you were not taking his deal... yet here he was, burning the wretch you were fighting to a crisp before they got the upper hand on you; he said he could be a savior of sorts, but this should be against his nature... Now, as everyone is tending their wounds here you are listening to his monologuing in of course the most flowered language. You start to wonder if this is always how he always talks... Surely not; he must crack sometimes... Everyone has a weakness. Looking at his distinguished face, listening to his rich voice; you realize that he has a weakness for you, a weakness that has slowly grown on you as well. So, in a moment of impulse or maybe just wanting to shut him up yet again, you grab him by the collar, causing him to look down at you confused as you drag him closer and press your lips to his. It takes Raphael a moment to realize what's even happening before he's leaning back into you, running his fingers through your hair. Then, when you slip your tongue through his lips to lick against his searing tongue, he groans, pushing you closer to his body as he takes in your taste (Finally). After a few moments letting the passion absorb you, you pushing him away. Looking up at the shocked cambion, who seems to be at a loss for words. Smirking, you pat his cheek, "You talk too much." and though part of you want to walk him back to your tent you say good night a walk away. Raphael watches as you go to your tent, leaving him gawking at you. Mean while your companions watch with mouths agape at the scene that has just played out. "What the fuck is going on?" Karlach says while Gale looks unblinking, "I don't have the faintest clue..." Raphael eventually leaves, amused and eager to see you again. 

5. Keeping his mouth busy

This has to be the best one out of all your ideas to shut Raphael up. His dark wavey hair is held in a tight fist, as your back arches from the intense feeling of his tongue licking slowly against your folds, before swirling on your clit, its utter bliss. His tongue before was constantly being used, but now having it licking against your wet sex is much better employment for his mouth. When you first meet the half devil you had to admit you found him quite a fearsome sight but then later he just turned into an annual annoyance. Now here you are, your talkative cambion lapping and diving his hot tongue into your cunt as your thighs shake, almost as if he was tamed. Raphael looks up at you with his brown eyes practically black as he swirls then nips at your clit, making you moan his name like a song. He will always agree to eat you out for hours, his thick fingers stretching you out as he licks down your arousal as long as you're singing his name like a prayer. "Rapheal... ah! Gods!" Raphael breaks away from your cunt, smirking down at you, "Gods? Mouse no gods can help you now that you're within my cl-" Before he can finish, you're pulling his mouth back down with a whine. Raphael smiles, flicking his tongue over you again in quick licks, making you keen, "My mouse...so demanding..." he whispers into your pussy, his hot breath making your tremble and quiver against his thick fingers. You can hold back any longer, grinding your hips against his face, whining for him, "Please just shut up and let me cum!" Raphael has to hold back his laugh as he takes out his fingers and fucks you with his tongue; you can shut him up anyway you want as long as, in the end, you let him devour you.

[solarwynd]

Fine, I'm miserable. But I asked a valid question, because I want to see better for Jimin and do better for him, and I don't care that you hate it. And I didn't "resort" to any kind of negativity; these are the questions I've been asking since mid to late 2023 when we were still streaming for Like Crazy, and I was met with the same hostility in these blogs, called an anti, a fuckass jjk cosplaying as a Jimin fan lol. It just came up again because of @tomuchabotme 's last post. I would have asked the same question had it been any other time, it has nothing to do with Jimin reaching yet another milestone today.

I get that it's dumb to let antis get under your skin, but I'm sorry that's just who I am, just as you are who you are. And they'll 100% always get to me if it's about something that makes sense to me, because unfortunately their taunts do make sense this time. Like I said, I had been asking myself the same question way before they even started mocking Jimin. Why his members, especially the one whose stans halfass his music, are able to chart more than one song, but we can't. Why Love Me Again/Friends and Seven/SNTY were simultaneously on the charts but only Like Crazy was standing when we could have put SMFPt2 right up there with her. And I thought when Who came, we'd still be able to chart both songs, but look what happened.

The title track should and always will be the priority to me when it comes to comebacks. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Not saying to neglect the rest of the album, cause for MUSE I do feel like outside of BE MINE, (and SGMB) the bsides did not get their fair chance to shine streaming effort wise because the focus was on WHO getting a huge debut. Yes it would be nice to have multiple songs continuously charting at once, but I’d rather maximize the streams the title track can get than divide amoungst bsides that realistically are not gonna last beyond a week at most anyway on global.

And all the comparisons to what Taehyung and JK stans are doing with their songs like we don’t all know both of them are being carried purely by Thailand and Vietnam. They brought 3D back to global for one day before it fell right back out and SNTY dropped out as soon as it hit 1B because it was pulling mainly from those two countries. Those two countries are dominated by people who bias Taekook. Jimin stans are in the minority. That’s why they can only give him big debuts first day, but fumble the rest of the week. Charting multiple songs at the expense of stability is not gloat worthy or worth it in general. That’s why I feel like it’s pointless use them as the standard in that aspect.

And I’m sorry, but I still will never see the reason why anybody would take antis, who stan people who can barely enter top 40 much less chart on global at all seriously about who can’t keep multiple songs charting on Spotify. These are the same people who have made it their mission to nitpick everything about Jimin’s numbers because they find joy in any kind of shortcoming or flaw that he has. They’ve been stuck on these inconsequential city charts and mls for months now. They find any way to discredit him, no matter how meaningless or nonsensical the accusation is.

I understand wanting to work towards a goal, but their taunts should not be one of the driving forces of why you’re trying to achieve it- just to shut them up. I’m not gonna call you an anti for genuinely wanting to do better for Jimin, nor do I believe you should’ve been called one. But at the same time I believe that the energy you’re expending dwelling on what antis think can be better put towards other things. These people do not matter once you close these apps.

[welp-again-and-again-and-again]

Dearest ANON,

"No, I'm not staying long"-- then Tommy practically moved in. Tommy &/or Buck decorated Buck's loft, making it feel cozy and lived in. His loft felt sterile with his other exes. Tommy had pajamas at Buck's loft, knew the way around his kitchen, & spent so much time at Buck's loft that he knew the parking situation outside. All canon. No tingling needed.

"You don't think about jumping ship"-- That was about Buck leaving the 118. WTF? It's not complicated.

Basketball tickets-- It's an anniversary gift. What made Tommy go to Buck's loft and apologize for getting between him and Eddie, which lead to flirting and their first kiss? BASKETBALL. It's romantic.

Eddie being a part of every Bucktommy scene-- Unfortunately, we didn't get very many BT scenes. He's friends with Tommy, and he's Buck's bff and coworker, so obviously, he's going to come up. We'll get more alone time between Buck and Tommy when Lou comes back.

Tommy not interacting with anyone besides Buck and Eddie-- you're right about that. It was weird. Why did TM feel he needed a past 118 guy to be Buck's first? He wanted Tommy to fit into Buck's world, so why were there no scenes between Tommy and the 118 OGs? That's another reason why I feel BT isn't over. Buck inviting Tommy to Chimney's wedding isn't a big enough reason to bring Tommy back after 5 seasons, so I feel there's more story to tell coming up.

Asking Tommy to move in prematurely--Buck asked Taylor to move in out of guilt and to "trap" her so she couldn't leave him. He asked Tommy to move in because he's comfortable with him. Buck is impulsive. He's matured a lot, but he still maims his BFF over a cute boy. Tommy is his opposite. Tommy will keep Buck more grounded (not moving in right away), and Buck makes Tommy's life more interesting. (Making Tommy dress up for a eulogy for a dead cowboy that gave Buck boils, maybe) Perfect couple imo.

Green break up shirt-- Oliver Stark looks good in green. Does he only wear green during break ups, or is it just a coincidence? I don't have every Buck outfit memorized, so please share with the class.

911 doesn't know their timeline, characters' ages, and natural disasters are all perfectly cleaned up at the next episode, but they plan shirt colors depending on a characters relationship status? You're giving the show way too much credit. But anything for Buddie canon, right?

Madney outfit color during pregnancy announcements--again JLH probably has colors that look better on her than others. And were the pregnancy announcement colors ONLY used for that reason?

Predicting a coma plot--it's 9-1-1. Someone is always in a coma. And wasn't that the episode OS was proud of and the buddies' review bombed it because they are evil? Yikes.

You are not seeing what the creators are putting down. After 7 seasons, you're still expecting a couple that will never happen, and your group is making everyone miserable because you are. The GA isn't stupid. They don't over analyze the fun out of everything. They take everything at face value and actually see what the creators are putting down. They saw a beautiful relationship developing before their eyes, and that rug was painfully pulled out from under them. Buddies are wrong about buddie, about LFJ/Tommy being hated by the viewers, and Bucktommy not having a healthy relationship. Hopefully, the creators will see how wonderful Buck and Tommy are together, and buddies can be wrong about "Bucktommy bones", too.

You said that the break up came out of nowhere so let me help you out:

“No, I’m not staying for long.” - Tommy in the scene of their first kiss “You don’t think about jumping ship, are you?” - Eddie to Buck when he visited Tommy Tommy giving Buck basketball tickets even though Buck hates basketball Eddie being either there or mentioned in almost every Bucktommy scene  Tommy not interacting with anyone except Buck and Eddie in season 8 Buck asking Tommy to move in, showing that he didn’t really grew when it comes to relationships and still jumps head first instead of letting himself ease into it

And before you come at me for reading too much into things, I will just like to state, that we were right about the break up green. (Buck wearing green in his break ups with Ali, Taylor and now Tommy, and Eddie wearing green in the break up with Ana.) 

911 doesn’t know their timeline, their characters’ ages and how Eddie’s house looks, but not everything is like that. The break up green is only one example. Madney wears the same colors during both of the pregnancy announcements. During season 6 fandom managed to predict the coma plot, from a glimpse of what Buck was wearing. You might think that we are delusional, but we are not. We see what the creators are putting down.

And maybe those are not the things that GA would pick up on, but you’re not GA and I believe that a lot of of people also saw the lack of chemistry between Bucktommy. I’m not saying everyone thought that, because obviously everyone can have a different opinion on the mater. I just think that the break up didn’t came out of left field at all. 

Oh. You "see what the creators are putting down?"

Okay.

Please tell me... where is your fanon ship??

Where was your jealous Eddie?

Where is your "trapped buddie" scene?

How are your magnets doing?

Why were you so shocked about the Kim fiasco?

Why have you all preached that Buck has been ooc since 7.04?

You know... I could also "see what the creators are putting down" when I have someone who saw the episode early thus leaking the plot.

The fact that the only people who "saw what the creators were putting down" are buddie shippers??

That's all I need to know.

[unrelentingforse]

arcane is a political statement (ACT 1 S2 SPOILERS)

whether you like it or not - reality DOES AFFECT THE ART. the art depicts the reality. i will not debate this.

coming back to arcane - it is political. the whole story is based on the oppression of the poor and the corruption of the rich. many times it showed that the whole system is flawed. that it exploits vulnerable people despite their social and political status.

we've seen this with jayce and mel, caitlyn and ambessa, zaunites and shimmer, jinx and silco. all of them were manipulated to achieve certain goals by those who hold the real power. and the results are atrocious.

jayce has expelled the founder of piltover from the council and created hextech weapons, caitlyn has started a war against zaunites, zaunites have become disabled and addicted because of the production of shimmer, jinx has blown up the council.

none of those actions have led to something positive or beneficial for either of the cities. it only benefitted the individual people who hold the power and needed someone else to do their dirty work. (silco doesn't really apply here because right before this went down he died)

i want to talk about caitlyn kiramman specifically here.

in my previous post i talked about how cait never really deconstructed the way she thinks about those who are in a different class than her. she was TAUGHT to hate zaunites. to see them as less than. but she was a rebellious child and became fascinated with the IDEA of zaun. so she tried her hardest to talk to them, to get into zaun, to see how the live. later in life all she felt was pity for them.

she didn't suddenly become a progressive leftist that people are trying to paint her as - she simply was attracted to vi. yes, she was making an exception for her. she liked vi and that made her a little more accepting towards vi's hatred for enforcers. but she still saw her as someone who has lost their way and needs help from a strong and powerful piltover citizen who happens to be the heir of the most influential house of the city. white savior complex - i'm talking about it.

caitlyn asked vi to join the enforcers thinking about her as if she's a piltover citizen. someone who has NO reasons to hate the oppressive force of enforcers. and then was faced with the reality - vi "would rather die alone" than associate herself with people who have been poisoning, murdering, torturing and holding an apartheid. to people like her - poor people from zaun.

of course she would not get this desicion - why would she? she never had to experience the oppression so she doesn't have ANY idea why vi didn't agree to her proposition. to caitlyn - she was kind enough to ask a wretched poor person from zaun to leave her past behind and start oppressing people who she grew up with. because in her mind anyone would like this opportunity to have such tremendous amount of power.

caitlyn fundamentally doesn't comprehend the struggles of people below her status. and this is the reason why she agreed to become a fascist dictator. she thinks they're all the same - violent animals who need to be exterminated. and she is happy to do it herself. she abused the ventilation system her mother built to give fresh air to people of the undercity and gassed them with "the gray". she straight up commited a WAR CRIME. she was willing to take the chance of shooting isha just to kill jinx. she was not trying to stop the ongoing crisis between piltover and zaun, she was getting HER revenge.

yes, she is grieving the loss of her mother. yes, she has A TON of responsibilities now that her mother is dead. yes, she has never experienced a major loss in her life. i am not denying her right to be miserable and sad during this time. and i am not saying that she has no reasons to be angry at jinx. what i am saying is that her background is making her grief destructive to everyone around her. not a single person from zaun has done anything of this scale to people of piltover. not a single one of them will be protected if they do the same. jinx tried to - now she's on the run.

all of this - is a MAJOR parallel to our life. the way we treat Palestinians, Native Americans, Lebanese and Sudanese people on their own land is the exact same way caitlyn treats people from the undercity. apartheid, poisoning the water and food, killing innocents, invasion - this is happening right now on our planet. but we're supposed to get mad at an animated show and not in real life.

hope i made you think about something. thanks for reading it all the way through.

[jusiri]

Gotta say, i think the peak of my school performance is gonna be that on our last project of the semester, on the project that all of the upperclassmen said they hated, that people said made them cry

when my teacher was having individual discussions with each of us to go over any mistakes we made and explain it, when i went to talk to him, he said that there's about 15-20 mistakes that students will typically make

and i didn't make any of them

And frankly i dont think im gonna do that well in something ever for the rest of my whole academic career lmao

[lightningidle]

Fig's line "I don't think I'm an artist, I think I'm just a good friend" has not left my head at all. Just...

You're Fig Faeth and your horns came in over the summer and you pick up the bard class as a form of adolescent rock 'n' roll rebellion, and it works! It's exactly the outlet you need! You give a guy you just met drumsticks and you start a band and it's good enough that within a year and a half you're touring. You are, in every sense, good at being a bard.

And then, finally, your junior year, you start to take it seriously. Your art goes from an outlet and a form of rebellion to a practice. A discipline. (Can rebellion exist within a discipline?) Your classmates know what they want to do with their work. They all have a thesis statement. And yeah, there's cohesion in the music you make, but you've never had to think about why you make it. You've never sat down and dissected what it is about bass that speaks to you. You've never poured over your lyrics to pick at any deeper meaning. Why should you? You don't play music for a grand design, you do it to... huh, why do you do it?

(Your art is the one form of self-expression that feels as safe as Disguise Self does, because even if you're pouring your heart onto the page and then screaming it in front of thousands of people, it's not like you're really making yourself known. You can sing I'm lonely, I'm scared, I'm furious, and your fans will sing it right back, and there will still be the distance between performer and audience to keep your heart safe.)

Now you're being asked to look inward to explain the artistic choices you're making, and you can't help but recoil at that, because you'd rather do anything than look inward. Meanwhile, your classmates have no problem with it, so you start to wonder if you're a real artist at all. Can your art be authentic if it only exists to bolster a thesis statement? Has your art been unauthentic this whole time because you've never really thought about a thesis statement before? Is that what makes it art, and not just the next track on somebody's teen angst playlist?

You can't think about yourself— acknowledging your own existence makes you want to puke. So if your music is an extension of yourself, (and it is, even if it's just because the spotlight reveals only what you want it to,) you can't think about your music. You can't. You have to. Your grade depends on it.

You're Fig Faeth, and you keep multiclassing because you'd rather be a good friend than a great artist. If introspection is what great art demands, then fuck it. You must not be a bard at all.

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

i can't tell if i'm just not paying attention or if mouthwashing just doesn't make any sense

[butterflieswhisper]

looping echidna beastlife gif from trying to figure out toonboom

[flame-shadow]

Over the years, I've heard lots of stories about people being upset about other people not attending their graduation ceremonies, and I'm so fucking confused, because it's like. such a nonfactor of an event to me. I told my family that if they wanted to attend my uni graduation ceremony, they were welcome to, but don't look for me, cuz there is no way I'm attending.

So idk I guess I'm just curious how the opinions range. I figure I'm in the minority (I am based off irl exchanges, that's for sure), but that doesn't change that I wanna see the results!

[corvid-language-library]

Flights to the UK booked and we're going with Air China again because apparently the alternative is China Eastern and the internet says both are largely the same so I'll take the devil I know

[katierosefun]

oh there's something particularly painful about my mister in that dong hoon tells ji an that as long as no one knows, it's no big deal, and there's something particularly painful about how ji an tells dong hoon that sometimes, i want [my secret] to play out on big screens for everyone to see, and there's something particularly painful about how the second dong hoon meets the loan shark tormenting ji an, he starts screaming and yelling about how she's just a kid, how could you do that to a kid, and there's something particularly painful about how dong hoon doesn't even let ji an know he did that, but ji an knows. she knows because she was listening in the entire time and she just starts crying because someone actually knows this ugly, sad part of her and still took her side, and something particularly painful about how my mister started with as long as no one knows, it's no big deal but really concludes with there is so much risk in having someone know who you are but there's also so much comfort and peace to be found in that, too and maybe you shouldn't isolate yourself and maybe you should reach for that kind of comfort in being known and loved anyways