#let me know in the comments in that case

[eclecticwordblender]

adopting misandry is WAYYY easier than adopting radical feminism tbh.

misandry is like i hate males they are the root of all evil which is true but it allows you to be a third-party criticiser.

misandry by itself means little.

radical feminism forces you to question the existence of misogyny in every walk and aspect of life which involves criticising everyone you love, everything you love, your choices, their choices, yourself and whatever you have done EVER.

[yeah-thats-probably-it]

Hot take maybe but I think Bertie would be FAR more likely to survive the first two months of Dracula than Jeeves would be. Bertie has a healthy sense of self-preservation. Jeeves consistently underestimates how dangerous a situation might get (Steeple Bumpleigh, the club book) because he’s overconfident about his level of control over any given situation. He'd handle Dracula masterfully if they faced off in England, but on Dracula's home turf? Much more doubtful.

I realize this might be a tough sell, so I will explain further (or it's not a tough sell, and I'm going to explain further because I want to). (criteria taken from @canyourfavesurvivecastledracula) Without further ado.

Would Jeeves and Wooster survive Castle Dracula?

Jeeves

Jeeves' survival will depend on how long Dracula finds him more entertaining than irritating. On that basis, I don't think he's long for this world. On the one hand, he has a huge wealth of knowledge about English society and culture that he can recite perfectly from memory. That should buy him at least a little time with noted teaboo Dracula.

On the other hand, he would be absolutely no fun as a vampire plaything. Jeeves cannot be got. Sneaking up on him while he's shaving will yield zero reaction (though that's at least good for his short-term survival--given that, although he DID take the crucifix from the old woman out of politeness, he certainly isn't going to wear it. The rules of fashion don't go out the window just because you're in a spooky castle). Then, although managing the whims of rich jerks is not an insignificant part of a valet's job, Jeeves usually does this by bending his employers to his will. Dracula is not the sort of employer this will work on. It'll just add insult to injury when on top of being impossible to scare, NOW Jeeves is telling Dracula that his favorite cloak is several centuries out of fashion and he's not allowed to wear it anymore.

Jeeves will 100% go exploring in the areas he was told not to go-- though to be fair, he MIGHT actually get away with this, what with his superpower of appearing in rooms without being seen or heard. Said superpower might save him from the brides as well (though this is by no means guaranteed). Since I find it doubtful that Dracula would come to rescue his annoying ass, not being noticed is his best defense.

There are a couple other things working in Jeeves's favor; the question is just whether they'll be enough to save him.

He DOES know shorthand, and could try to send coded letters. He might even have the foresight to squirrel away some extra stationary where Dracula can't find it. But could he get them posted? Would it even do him any good?

He certainly has enough cultural literacy to figure out what his new boss is pretty quickly. If he didn't chuck the crucifix out the carriage window, he might start carrying it around in his pocket.

Psychology of the individual, sure, but the individual in question is a 400-year-old vampire who lives in an isolated castle in a foreign country and is regarded as a terrifying mythological figure in the surrounding villages. Jeeves has never come up against anything this alien before, he's cut off from his normal resources, and opportunities to play people against each other are limited.

He probably has enough upper body strength from all that shrimping and fishing to climb the wall, so he COULD escape if he wanted to, if he survived long enough. It's just, again, that overconfidence, and also Dracula has a vast library full of rare old books that are entirely at his disposal. He's keeping his eyes and ears alert for potential escape strategies, of course, but I don't see him being as desperate to get out as Jonathan was.

There are just a lot of "depends on"s here, and I'm not convinced that luck would shake out in Jeeves's favor, all things considered.

Bertie

Bertie is so perfect for the job of Castle Dracula Prisoner it's like it was made for him. Think about it. Being held against his will in big manor houses comes more naturally to him than breathing. He's afraid of things that are scary. A lifetime of dealing with Aunt Agatha has made him the world's preeminent expert in "curl[ing] up in a ball in the hope that a meek subservience [will] enable [him] to get off lightly." He will NEVER go exploring in places he's been warned away from if nobody is forcing him to (Rev. Aubrey Upjohn's office notwithstanding. There were biscuits in there). He's both fun to talk to and easy to toy with (and extremely English). A+ prisoner. Dracula adores him.

In my opinion, Bertie is at Castle Dracula either because Aunt Agatha got some wires seriously crossed and thinks he’s going to meet an eligible potential bride (I mean, there are certainly brides there), or because Dracula has something Aunt Dahlia wants him to steal (far less likely, given that one of Dracula’s THINGS is famously not owning anything silver). Either way, he's shown himself entirely willing and able to escape down drainpipes if a sitch gets too scaly.

He DOES take the crucifix, and DOES wear it (which is what will save him during the shaving scene, because you KNOW he's going to jump a foot and cut himself like the dickens). He's read enough supernatural goosefleshers to be genre savvy about terrified old women cryptically pushing crucifixes into one's hands. I also think his sunny disposish endeared him to the villagers, and they were particularly vehement about urging him not to go. He doesn't speak German or Romanian, but he's empathetic enough to recognize Pure Terror. So by the time he actually gets to the castle, his imagination is already running wild and he's plenty aware that he is in imminent danger.

I think the biggest risk to Bertie will be the brides; whether or not he's susceptible to trances, if he thinks they're trying to marry him, it's against the code of the Woosters to turn them down. But that only becomes an issue if he comes face to face with them, which, luckily, I think is unlikely on account of the aforementioned "won't go exploring" (and if he did, Dracula would definitely rescue him).

I'm inclined to say due to his drainpipe-escape habits that he WOULD be able to climb the wall and MAY attempt to sneak into Dracula's room to look for the keys if his desperation grows to outweigh his fear. Whether he does or not, though, he does NOT have the stomach to attempt shovel murder, and therefore won't get magic brain fever, and may very well simply walk out the front doors when the people come to take the boxes away. OR he climbs his way out like Jonathan did. Either way.

When Bertie tells this story at the Drones later, Tuppy will say that no doubt it's been greatly exaggerated and all that probably happened was that he spent a couple months in an oldish house entertaining a weird loner.

[agentsterling]

@manymusesbym

It was rather unusual to se a child in SHIELD. It's why Sterling always remembered him even if he had just been in the background of meetings. Even when it had been a decade ago the memory of such an unusual sight (even when the unusual seemed daily at SHIELD) had burned itself into his brain even without his permission. Sterling had a reputation for being good with children. He was often even pulled into mission or situations involving them. Many field agents didn't have the experience or the softness to deal with them. Not all, but many. Seeing a child within SHIELD's walls was plenty enough to draw his attention.

And even, on many occasions, his concern.

SHIELD wasn't a safe place. Despite the amount of insanely talented fighters and the security measures, the place was filled with people who had spent their lives making enemies of equally powerful people. Sterling could count on one hand the amount of times the base had been attacked in his day but as long as the number wasn't 0 he worried for any civilian brought into their facilities.

So even now, years later, Sterling hadn't forgotten the young man's face. He had aged, yes, but not enough to drastically change his recognizability. Approaching a teen in a store you THINK you knew from work didn't seem appropriate though. Staring at him curiously from across the room didn't seem altogether normal either but he was lost for a moment too long in trying to compare the young boy from his memory to the young man before him.

It had to be him. He was sure of it now.

[booskwan]

[_starhwa_] Today I'm going to try to speak honestly. In less than a year my family has had a hard time. Sending away loved ones is a really difficult thing. To be honest I'm not okay. I'm not okay. But thinking of my Mom and Dad's tears, I had to hold it in. To have a better concert I hid my heart. If I didn't do anything I had tears in my eyes so I had to work, exercise, do anything. When dawn came I swallowed my tears and had to wander through the long void. I was living in that frozen time alone. I missed the time to cry, so I guess the sadness had taken a seat in my heart. I thought our time was forever. I believed in moments that would be remembered further than eternity. But life isn't forever, as I've learned a few times. The reason I'm saying this is because we still have time, this life is such a precious thing. So let's not live a life of hating each other and being jealous of each other, let's try to love and cherish each other. Don't spare the words "I love you." Even if it's me. Promise with me. Let go of sadness, cry when you need to, when hurt/sadness comes get up and stand on your feet again, cherish yourself. I earnestly wish everyone becomes someone's star. You can do it. You're already my stars. Now the goodbye to my grandfather and grandmother who were there for me makes my heart hurt, but forever I will protect the love they gave me that remains in my heart. I see this is really goodbye now. I'm sorry I'm so late. Now I will let go of the frozen time. I will let go of the sadness. Where my Atinys are, where my members are, this place is my home.

[rking200]

And here we are, at the final Sunday! ('The Final Countdown' blares in the background) Jokes aside, I hope this last chapter doesn't disappoint as the conclusion to this wild ride. It's been a wonderful time, and while I'm sad to see the fic finished it's nice to have something like this finished. I never thought I would be able to write something this long, this involved, and yet here it is sitting every-so-calmly on my AO3 <3 Thank you for everyone who's been keeping up this entire time, and welcome to anyone who was waiting for it to be completed in order to dive in. An especially big thank you to @dbh-bb and @connor-sent-by-cyberlife, as the event and collab partner that made this all possible. For some reason, Tumblr won't let me put this link in all fancy-like, so please excuse the boring link below ; ~;

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58781611/chapters/158487766

The Red Room (162392 words) by rking200 Chapters: 18/18 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hank Anderson/Connor Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Original Chloe | RT600, Markus (Detroit: Become Human), Elijah Kamski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Stalking, Vomiting, Suicidal Thoughts, Top Hank Anderson, Bottom Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Connor is a Mess (Detroit: Become Human), Hank Anderson is Bad at Feelings, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Missing Persons, Abduction, Manipulation, Death Threats, Mental Health Issues, Zlatko didn't do it, POV Alternating, Slow Burn, Sex at some point Summary: Connor Stern is a law school dropout who dreams of making it big in the music industry. He manages to get into a special apprenticeship program with the musical genius Elijah Kamski and, despite working two jobs and struggling to stay afloat, feels like his dream is finally within his grasp. When Hank Anderson stumbles into the lounge Connor performs at, The Red Room, he becomes entranced with him. As Hank falls in love with Connor's voice, he ends up entangled with conflicting emotions and delicate situations. Slowly, his nights are filled with Connor's songs and his closeness, even if he feels he doesn't deserve it. They reach several roadblocks along the way of getting closer, some more dangerous than others. A collaboration written alongside Connor-sent-by-Cyberlife for the Reverse Big Bang 2024, told with a POV alternating between Hank and Connor. Chapters added weekly.

[sskk-manifesto]

--

[kashilascorner]

Is it normal to feel some kind of boundary has been violated when someone over shares with you

[doomdoomofdoom]

"Living in unprecedented times" needs to stop being a euphemism and start referring to stuff like AOC and Tim Walz stream Madden on twitch.

[found--family]

am i the only one who sensed some jilted lover vibes from jensen? 

[windrunner]

my derangement

not even projecting too hard i just think both of them are like this fr

^^^ my evil and horrible guygals (heart emojis flying around my head) ^^

[rosicheeks]

Asking for a friend: how would we give you fishnets if we happened to want to...

Ideally wrapped up in a little box with a cute bow on top 💌🥰

[someprettyname]

It's that time of month where I feel burnt out (from any interaction), so please do know that my replies are going to come slow for a while 😭🙏🏻

I'll be closing my inbox for a while.

[cryolyst]

i've been thinking a lot about how the need for efficiency can contribute to dangerous driving. it isn't the only factor, of course, but there's this desire to get things done as fast as possible, and get mad at people for having the audacity to not go at your pace. people honking as soon as the light turns, running lights, not bothering to properly check before going at intersections, cutting people off, to name some common examples. it's a manifestation of "time is money" and we have to rush things. in all cases, including driving, impatience is often discourteous, but with driving it can also become deadly.

[restinpeacesensei]

I stepped into a room with clocks That all told different times I stepped into a mirrored world That mirrored all our crimes

You keep picking at the scab And I'll keep selling the plaster You keep telling me that I'm bad But I keep on getting better faster

I've lost, I've lost my innocence I've found my self-belief And in a cup of loneliness I've found instant relief

[bcneheaded]

hmmmm..... i think I'm gonna be a little more strict on my followers/following rules mayhaps. just a little. I did update them by the way... just a bit.

[spaghetticat3899]

Hey, if I ever reblog something you don’t want reblogged, or accidentally spread the post of someone who’s controversial/gross, please let me know.

If you’re a mutual you can DM me, if not, just send an ask that states what post should be taken down. I don’t want to show things that’ll cause genuine distress or expand the reach of people who don’t deserve it.