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petrichorium · 5 months ago

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i would like to hear about how you and Capitano came to be. and also what his kisses are like. aaaand. where he likes to grab you most :3c

answering these out of order bc the first is Lengthy so its going under the cut....... capitano kisses me sooooooo gingerly tbh he has to hold himself back so much. if hes not careful he'll go in for a quick peck on his way out and suddenly he's got his tongue down my throat in front of all his aides and every servant in the manor 😭😭😭 when we r alone its less about propriety and more bc he doesnt wanna overwhelm me so its always a game of me goading him into something heavier.

i think he is a waist grabber above all else....... very prone to putting two big ol hands on either side to set me somewhere (his desk, the edge of the tub, a balcony railing, etc) and just not quite letting go.............. also a frequent corset ripper bc those damn things just get in the way too much. likes to run his fingers up my spine to make my back arch while his thumb is pressed into my stomach n kinda squeeze. and ofc a huge fan of slinging an arm around my waist n throwing me over his shoulder ty.

The full capitano story is sooooo long and convoluted i fear LMFAOOOOOO and possibly subject to change when he actually shows up pfft but for now its the selfship where i dabble in the dynamic being kinda fucked up 🫣 he actually kills my first suitor and then subsequently the two husbands i have before he swoops in and basically pulls rank to marry me himself. there r "valid" reasons for all three of these he'd like to think he would let me be if i found a good man but clearly im incapable of it so he fancies himself a bit of a guardian ig......... have said this before but he has creepy prinecess/knight in shining armor fantasies n justifies uh. killing all the men who have ever touched me w that.

the first one is just a suitor like i said; we’re not engaged yet but it’s all but an arranged marriage bc my family is. Basically being strongarmed into it. The kill happens at a hunt—I genuinely don’t know Capitano at all at this point, and he has No idea I exist.

i have to make my suitor a cutesy lil embroidered handkerchief as like a token of my affection but im like Hell No bc my suitor is A Piece Of Shit so i give it to capitano instead, bc hes so high ranking that my suitor cant rlly complain and he gets a lot so it doesnt rlly mean much. orrrrr rather it Shouldn't but jokes on me, he actually sees me hand it off to his aide and hes kinda Immediately infatuated.

so much so that when my suitor approaches him just before the hunt to basically wheedle him into handing it off, he refuses—in fact this specifically sparks a Very specific delusion of like. viewing me as a damsel in distress pleading for help.

its not premeditated at all but once the hunt begins he overhears my suitor and his friends saying some Very Rude And Then Explicit Things Abt Me and hes like nvm u have chosen death. its a hunt, nobodys gonna think anything of a stray arrow……….

and then when he sees my reaction (thinking it was an accident; feigned shock but Clearly relieved), im kinda done for, the obsession has sunk in. he keeps tabs on me from then on.

the first husband i marry like a year after the suitor’s death. he’s a fatui officer, one of capitano's own men who commands guards at zapolyarny palace. capitano still has not openly expressed interest and is in a bit of a self-deprecating moment of not wanting to approach me, and this guy’s one of his underlings and is v sweet and seems very into me so he lets it happen. we get married and for many years we r genuinely happy.

but then he starts to stray……. capitano learns of this quickly. he’s got informants still reporting p much everything i and everyone close to me do, so hes told when my husband starts frequenting brothels and spending a bit too much time out of the house. unfortunately hes out on a campaign so he cant take care of things himself; hes forced to transfer my husband to the front lines and let the battlefield finish the job.

which is fine, tho it means i never know about the cheating and for a good few years capitano deems me still too much in mourning for him to make a move—bc, like, from my perspective the love of my life had a terrible accident on the battlefield yk. he’s solidly decided hes the only one who can be trusted and Intends to finally make his interest known……. but he waits too long. he’s sent on a campaign which drags on far longer than intended and when he returns ive remarried.

the ceremony happened literal days before he arrived, so rushed his informants didn't even have the time to warn him. this one is another fatui, but the kind that grates on capitano. one of pantalone’s top men—a slimy financier with a gross little grin and fingers in every pie. a man far too assured when he seeks out capitano as soon as he settles in, walks into his office with the confidence of someone who knows more than he ought to.

he offers to whore me out. capitano isn't even sure what the man would have demanded in return, because he's cut him down the moment the words come out of his mouth.

he begins planning before the body is even removed, determined not to make the same mistakes again. frankly he'd have begun courting me that day but he gives me a bit of time to mourn first; lets me move back into my parents' home, keeps tabs on me enough to know when i finally begin to emerge from my chambers and allow visitation from friends.

the first ball i attend is when he approaches me. and it's hardly proper, he knows, to express such obvious interest in a widow of a mere few months, but he thinks my second husband would have done this if he could so capitano has no guilt. the marriage is so rushed he actually can't even attend—he's sent off on campaign suddenly before the ceremony, and though he's only supposed to be gone for a month he insists it proceed without him, all too anxious for what might happen if he doesn't lock me down.

and then it's a slow burn After we r married i fear bc i am so weepy and volatile for very obvious reasons n once im over that ive convinced myself it's a marriage of convenience (that he approached me bc i know how to manage a household and won't be too eager for his attention like a younger, less experienced bride would be) and he's actually. rlly flustered and a bit timid around me tho nobody would Know it lmfaoooooo hes terrified of scaring me off & is actually pretty content just seeing me around his manor so its a game of us flitting around each other for a while..........

eventually i think i do confront him bc we havent. consummated the marriage and that kinda ticks me off ("i get that it didnt mean much to you but damn u dont wanna touch ur wife that badly???") and hes like O.O bc HE was just leaving me to my own devices bc he didnt wanna overstep. very cliched i kiss him he gets a "if we dont stop now i wont be able to control myself" moment and then the floodgates r opened......... frankly its like a belated honeymoon the way we do Not leave my chambers for like two whole weeks. many confessions from him at that time i am v much left in a daze of holy shit wdym hes been in love w me for yrs and still has that handkerchief from when i was like nineteen

n e way thats it,,,,,, JKHSBDFJHB so long im sorry but there u go!!!

#ask.🌧#mydiluc #ss.🌧 pluvitano #husband 1 genuinely did love me at first but then kinda realized oh he rlly did want to have kids and a traditional family which i said fro #the start i did not want so he kinda grew resentful n bitter so perhaps capitano did me a favor by offing him before i learned abt that #husband 2 was the first suitor who approached me after first husbands death and he seemed charming enough and i was flattered #that hed go for a widow so enthusiastically n figured yk sure rich man who seems very interested there r worse options #alas he did approach me specifically bc he knew capitano was interested n figured hey :) great way to have a harbinger under his thumb #ANYWAY TY FOR ASKING GREY SORRY FOR THE YAPPAGE

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skybristle · 11 months ago

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more sparks please. girl what happened to you and do i have to kill anyone

rbs > likes

These two. dw shes already fucking them up. hashtag feminism! [they are also both women]

these two n what they do to her [i wont go fully into it but just elaborae since i already summarized it here in my post abt maw but]. yeah. When she was constructed she was a very ambitious iterator and very. jittery and eager to help her kind and very very radiant. probably the perfect iterator!

of course.... as ive probably heavily alluded to ash is a POS ! as her senior, and the only one in their group at the time, she looks to him for guidance and feels so terrible finding out how fucked up he is with his own colony and how he is struggling to bear it [he IS depressed and chronically ill however also just. has zero accoutnability or responsibility whatsoever and refuses to recongize his mistakes ever or consider his actions beyond what he receives from them] so of course as they fall for eachther and she helps him shoulder his burden he simply takes it for granted and does little to return the favor. its soo unbalanced and unhealthy but sparks is just trying and trying because god !! she wants to be good !! she wants to help people !!! so fucking bad!!!

but shes left bleeding alone, in an overextended structure as they operate on her while shes awake, overclocking her systems and sendinf electricity like lightning down her puppet, he basically messages maw Once to try and get her to knock it off before falling back into his patter nof laziness like welp! did what i can do ! and has the audacity to whine to sparks about feeling inadequate. and she really has no choice but to get back up and dust herself off and live with this reality, which persists quite literally forever, even if its less stressful when her colony eventually leaves. and she stays stuck in this delusion that ash couldnt have done any more and that it was just unfortunate and.. he still needs her help she cant leave him in the dust [what did he do to her again?].

especially as their local group slowly grows and he kind of refuses to accept the responsibility so sparks is also shouldering mentorship and taking care of them and etc. the only exception really is whispers who isnt allowed to speak to sparks because their colony is an asshole so they grow close to their designated senior and ash actually does take the kid kinda under his wing as much as he sucks, mainly at sparks concerns initially.

shes also. super badly traumatized by maw and a lot of that fear and paranoia echo especially later on when maw *actually hurts another iterator*. shes well aware how much maw resents her and maw is the only thing to really scare her. over time sparks loses her whimsy and just becomes very calcualted and dilligent. takes little pleasure in it anymore but if shes not working shes nothing, even as she makes her issues and overextension worse she hasnt rested in ages.

once mass ascension happens and ash bascialyl goes 'welp im done. see ya'll' now that nobody is literally there to make him do his job and goes into sleepmode completely disregarding all the work sparks has done for their group and for *him* not just to appease his colony on his behalf thats when she finally breaks this delusion she has and fucking snaps. she still is kidn of in the position where now shes FORCED To hold authority because hes gone but doesnt bother to try with those who dont answer to her. shes just so angry and frustrated and just workaholics it all away but its really. its not helpful long term and this anger is just building as things in their group get worse and worse as he sleeps in the distance none the wiser.

and, finally, when whisper's emergency broadcast rings true and all hell breaks loose- and he wakes up and the first thing he does is crawl back to sparks to make her do his shit again without even acknowledging his abandonment for many many kilocycles she just completely fucking loses it on him. dedicates herself to- rather than try to put ehr group back together and aid whispers, she just charges headfirst into hurting everyone whos ever hurt her. im still trying to figure out what goes on with maw but as for ash. she creates the brainiac to steal his seniority but also just hijack his structure in an incredibly painful manner. just so she can feel her pain. oh, and just like her, she wont have anyone to crawl to for sympathy [being needlessly cruel and ignoring others suffering? sounds a lot like maw. disregarding the needs of your group to chase a selfish goal as someone lay dying? sounds a lot like ash. lol. lmao even].

after she gets the seniority crown she starts having a guilt crisis. then whispers. uhm. Well. Escapes starlight's can and jumps in the void sea [ive been alluding to it this whole time but nobodies said anything so. ill just lay that here and let u guys react] she finally realizes how badly she fucked up [thats what makes her better than maw and ash] and what shes done and how much shes kind of fucked over her bridges with the people who actually cared about her [chimes and ochre especially] and. yeah. i need to piece out what happens after this still but i mean starlight and maw r still kicking around and sparks now has the responsibiltiy to do SOMETHING which would probably resul in violent retallion from at least maw and kick this bs and sparks hurt and anger up all over again. lol. lmao even.

#sky rambles #rain world #rain world oc #oc tag: countless swirling sparks #oc tag: plunging flows of ash #oc tag: erupting maw #story tag: bending horizons #<- just realized i should have a tag like that ill go back and add it to my other posts

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profanetools · 3 years ago

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odd ask but if youre willing: what do you make of the whole thalmor tower deactivation theory? whats the over under on that actually being the direction this plotline is going? im just trying to imagine a speculative elder scrolls future (with republics <3) and i suppose part of the equation is whether there really is some goofy supervillain plot to destroy the world in the cards

I actually really like the idea that there's a small but growing subfaction in the thalmor who are doing this but they're widely regarded inside of the thalmor (it's not publicly known of course) as totally bananas extremists. They're somewhat cult-like and very secretive (a fascist death cult in essence), but other thalmor regard them, depending on competence of the member, as laughable idiots or with deep, deep suspicion.

The thing I wouldn't like is the implication that 'ooh the thalmor all secretly want to end the world' because it's a bit too conspiratorial for my liking and also just takes away from the wider political conflict by making it *all* about that. I also think it being secretly fuelled by daedric influence and corruption is boring - again, there might be daedra involved, but I don't want any masterminding. Perhaps they've made a deal with a daedra they will go back on, and you, the player, might end up in an uneasy alliance late game with this scorned daedra in order to stop the world ending plan - I think that'd be fun.

I like the idea, but basically nobody should be as competent as we expect. The altmeri military is well trained but there's a lot of petty infighting, subfactions, bickering, and disagreement behind the lines. The tower-destroying plot is done behind people's backs and is a result of unseen incompetence in the ranks, with people overseeing not paying attention, not caring to pay attention, and so on. I think this should apply to the villains themselves - the faction vying for this, who want to take down the towers to rewrite the clock, are fucking losers, aren't a well-oiled machine, represent misanthropic people who've clung too hard to altmeri values (rather than abandon them!) and claim this in arguments.

basically imo this plotline would be a good in to explore fascists as they actually are, no gloss - as bickering, sad individuals with delusions of grandeur who are willing to bring about massive amounts of destruction on others with little remorse, and would be pitiable if they weren't so fucking vile.

I don't trust the writers to do this in TES VI at all though.

#cult mention

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ask-de-writer · 4 years ago

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SEA DRAGON’S GIFT : Part 64 of 83 : World of Sea

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SEA DRAGON’S GIFT

Part 64 of 83

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

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written 2007

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Kurin watched her unbar the door of the cabin as she thought about it. She said, “No, I don’t think so. He used to be my friend. I just wish that I understood how things went so wrong.” She looked a mute appeal at Tanlin and added, “How could he hate me so? I never did anything to him.”

Tanlin paused before opening the door. She considered before answering, “Nae t’ ‘ear Silor tell t’e tale. ‘E believes t’at ye were t’e author o’ all o’ ‘is misfortunes. According t’ ‘im, ye were a Dragon-wicken an’ ‘eld t’e ‘ole Naral fleet in t’e palm o’ yer ‘and.”

Kurin was taken aback. “You mean it?” she asked. “What could put him so far onto dry land?”

Tanlin looked at Kurin with pity in her eyes. “Oi’ve been tryin’ t’ tell ye. ‘E’s insane w’ere ye are concerned. ‘E believes ‘imsel’ a tragic ‘ero, persecuted for ridding t’e fleet o’ a deadly an’ unperceived menace.”

“Lady Tanlin,” came a forlorn voice from within the cabin, “I can hear you out there. Who is with you? Has the fleet come to their senses yet?”

Tanlin opened the cabin door, leaned in, and said, “Silor, someane ‘as come t’ speak wit’ ye. She’ll be representin’ t’e Grandalor before a fleet tribunal. Will ye tell ‘er t’e exact trut’ o’ yer involvement in t’e poisoning? ‘T may ‘elp our case.”

Silor’s voice answered, calm and assured, “Of course I will talk to her but it is a waste of time. No case will be needed. The Witch is dead and in a short time her curses will be gone. When people are themselves again, they will know themselves freed.”

Kurin spoke from out in the hall where Silor couldn’t see her. “Silor, you were a good student at learning to navigate by wave and current. Do you know where we are?”

He replied with confidence, “We are in the Dragon Sea. It was clever of Captain Barad to bring us here. No fleet owns these waters. We will be safe here.”

“What of the Great Sea Dragons? If Mecat taught the witch, perhaps they will not like your having killed her,” Kurin said.

“Dragons live too long to care much about any particular human. They won’t care one way or the other,” Silor replied airily.

“I’m afraid that you’re wrong about that, Silor,” said Kurin, stepping into his view.

“You’re dead,” he said flatly. “Nobody can survive Ord poisoning. Your dying is why the Grandalor had to flee in the first place.”

“No,” Kurin contradicted, “I lived. The sailor that you duped into poisoning me is the one who died.”

Silor looked at her in dread and leaped at the conclusion that fit his delusion. “You turned the Ord against the man who poisoned you!” he accused.

“I didn’t have to,” Kurin said quietly. “The Corliss fleet knows how to heal Ord poisoning. Sula carried me to her ship and Doctor Worran cured me. The sailor that you gave the poisoned awl to wasn’t so lucky. He got the poison through his shirt from carrying the awl in his pocket. It got to his lungs first. The doctor tried but she couldn’t save him.”

A wild glint entered Silor’s eyes and he shouted, “Don’t lie! It was you! You and that evil Dragon magic! You killed him just like you did your father!”

Kurin recoiled as if she had been struck. The very idea that she would have harmed her father was past simply shocking. It was truly sickening and called to mind her mother’s accusations as she sank into madness.

Silor bunched his legs under him as he paused for breath. “What does it take to kill you?” he screamed, lunging at Kurin, arms outstretched, hands clawed.

“More’n ye’ve got, Lad!” said Tanlin as she pounced almost into his path and grabbed his arm as he passed, spinning him headfirst into the wall. Kimson landed on top of him and Tanlin calmly pulled her knife from concealment. She laid its blade against Silor’s throat and added, “Mister Kimson’s goin’ t’ get off o’ ye, an’ ye’re goin’ t’ get onto yer bunk very slowly. I’ ye try t’ ‘arm Kurin again, ye die. Clear?”

Tears of rage and frustration in his eyes, Silor mutely nodded. Carefully, Kimson released Silor, who slowly got to his feet and sat on his bunk.

Dully, he asked, “I heard whales, who else has she killed?”

As Kurin was about to protest, Tanlin waived her to silence and answered, “Nane. We lost ane killed outright an’ ane mortal injured. Yer Longin did t’ose murders an’ some ot’er injuries as well.

“Just gettin’ Kurin ‘ere ‘ad a ‘eavy price. Macoul t’e steersman died o’ a cut t’roat an’ Lenai Halin died later o’ an abdominal wound.”

That brought a reaction of disgust from Silor. “So, the witch got to you too? She made you sacrifice good people just to finish her revenge on me?”

At that, Kurin would not be silent. “Revenge? What for? No witchcraft is needed. I never lifted a finger against you. You bring yourself down!” Bitterly, she added, “If I was a witch, I’d have just changed you so that you wouldn’t care.”

“You knew that I was here on the Grandalor! How?”

“You were careless. You were seen at the Gathering,” Kurin retorted angrily. “Even the sailor that you killed told us it was you before he died. You are under the same execute on sight order that you got put onto Barad and all the officers of this ship with your murder plot.”

That brought Silor up short. “Barad? He tried to stop us. Why would the Council order him executed?”

Tanlin burst in, icily angry, “M’ too, as an officer o’ t’e Grandalor. We’re all t’ be executed on sight because o’ ye. Our ‘ope lies in Kurin’s ‘ands an’ t’e jaws o’ t’e Dragons. T’e Dragons ‘ave let us ‘arbor ‘ere in neutral woters but we cannae go t’rough t’em t’ escape t’e justice o’ a fleet t’at seems t’ ‘ave nane.”

Silor began to whimper and curl up. “I tried to save you all. I never wanted to hurt anybody…” He uncurled an accusing arm, pointing at Kurin. “If she is your hope, you are as doomed as I am. . .” He collapsed, eyes rolled back in his head, still breathing but showing no other sign of life.

Shaking and slapping elicited no response. Silor was gone where none could follow.

Sadly Tanlin said to a thoroughly shocked Kurin, “Oi warned ye. ‘E wa’ so far ont’ dry land t’at not’ing could bring ‘im bock t’ safe woter.” She looked grimly down at Silor’s still form and reached a decision.

“Oi’m proof t’at Doctor Corin can care for a person in a coma. T’he doctor’ll care for ‘im until ‘e recovers or simply dies.” She turned to Kimson. “Guard ‘im until men come t’ take ‘im t’ sickbay. See t’at ‘e’s restrained after ‘e’s taken t’ere.”

She led Kurin back to the Captain’s cabin. Barad was out and they had the place to themselves. Tanlin ordered food and drink for Kurin and then said, “T’at wa’ awful. Oi wad never ‘ave guessed t’at ‘e wad just retreat like t’at. Wat now?”

Kurin had no answer. She simply sat and shook, crying inside but not allowing the tears to reach the surface.

Sympathetically, Tanlin sat by her and held her hand.

With a bit of scratching at the window, Thunderhead entered the cabin with a skelt in his beak. Tanlin looked up at the big Sea Hawk and smiled.

“Ye’re right, T’under’ead. She does need lookin’ after just now. T’anks for t’e ‘elp.” She took the small fish and held it out to Kurin. “‘Ere, youngster. Take a bite so ‘e’ll know t’at ‘e’s ‘elped. Friends ‘oo’re ‘urt need food t’ get well. Tis all t’at ’e knows ‘ow t’ do for ye.”

“It’s raw,” Kurin said, a bit of smile beginning to show around the edges of her shock.

“T’at’s ‘ow tis best for young birds,” said Tanlin tolerantly. “Go on, ‘e’s really tryin’ t’ ‘elp.”

Kurin took a small bite of the fish and realized that the skelt was good, even raw. She set to nibbling around the coarse bones until most of the meat was gone, Thunderhead watching critically. Tanlin absently scratched him under the right wing.

By the time that she was done with the fish, Kurin had a grip on herself. The distraction provided by the somewhat comic antics of the bird and having to eat as well, helped.

There was a knock at the cabin door and Benj, the cabin-boy entered with a tray. It had sliced, hard-boiled paddle duck eggs, red-weed bread and dried fillets of skelt for Kurin to eat. Beside the water bottle were sweet and tart flavors.

By the time that she was done eating the simple fare, Kurin had regained her composure. She gave Tanlin a measuring look.

“I have all the information that I am likely to get,” Kurin announced, “and I have begun to outline a multi-issue defense. You said that you could summon the fleet Council and the Longin. I would like to see how you do that from here.”

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evilsnievil · 2 years ago

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Along with the urge to become so wasted I lose the capacity for cognitive thought

I also want to sh :]

I scrolled through sh twt awhile ago and my god, I now know what beans are

Ive been clean for years but I just idk, I don’t actually wanna do it but idk

It wouldn’t help shit and it’d be so stupid of me but Ive just been thinking about it again recently

My boyfriend sh for the first time in years because my dumbass was too cowardly go just get a hall pass during class so that I could comfort him for awhile.. why couldn’t I just do that im so stupid, I really left him all alone in that state because I was scared of getting in trouble, im supposed to take care of him what the fuck is wrong with me literally anyone with any worth would do that for someone and I fucking couldn’t

Ive never had to take care of someone before. In my stupid fantasies of what I relationship would be like I thought someone would be saving me and taking care of me and checking up on me instead Im the one doing that for the most part

What a horrible thing to say, it’s not that I’m not happy to do those things I think any good partner would do all that and I’m not exempt from it because I’m a little sad sometimes nor do I want to be exempted from being a decent partner, I just want to be small for once.. my boyfriend has been through so much shit though, he’s so troubled and traumatized so that makes me the stronger one in this dynamic. And I wanna be strong for him I do I do I do but I’m not who he needs or deserves I’m not strong at all it’s all an act towards him I’m so fucking pathetic in reality and I know he hates that about me he fucking said it he said he would always secretly get so mad when I was venting about my social anxiety because idk his trauma because he said quiet people get all the care and attention when they’re hurt but his loud and outgoing self never got any of that and okay sure understandable ur bitter because u didn’t get enough love as a child I think anyone would be and I’m not holding that against you because I love u and I know ur life fucking sucks it truly does I’ve never known anyone more traumatized than you sir but i done even know where I was going with this :]

Im just sad and lonely and tired of being strong even tho I wanna be strong for my boyfriend as he traverses his way through the fucked and scary world of adulthood but idk I just envy him sometimes because I let him indulge in being small and cared for when he needs it but all my life I thought I’d be the small one and now I’m changing myself for him under the guise that I’m such a “nurturing and caring person” nah I’m just continuously being a people pleaser like he always says he hates when I do, little does he know I would do anything for his happiness even if that means suffering a little in silence.

That’s such an exaggeration lol I’m not suffering u lying ass bitch I’m just a crybaby who had delusions of someone coming to save them until reality hit and he realized that nobody is mentally well enough for his little woes and problems so he’s gotta suck it up and be a good person for once in his pathetic life

I love my boyfriend I truly do he means the world to me and he’s not like purposely taking and not giving back he knows and he’s said that he feels bad for not being able to be there for me like I can do for him and yeah.. he’s just very troubled, it seems like I’m the one of the only people in his life that truly and unconditionally loves him and would be there for him through anything and that can’t be fucking easy especially because I’m not there in-person. I just him to be happy and feel loved but there’s only so much I can do from here.. I wish we could skip to the part where we lived together.. even if we were still struggling a bit at least at the end of the day we wouldn’t be alone

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mark-drifter-ph · 4 years ago

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Halloween in December

Note: it's December again so i re-publish this old spoken word that ive wrote back then when i used to sleep in garage music studio with my friend, i haven't been able to make an audio recording of this but enjoy a sample of my fierce writing!

Start: This is for all the kids who are dying of starvation. Coz you fucking morons don't care about everyone else's problems. You don't know shit about nothing, so you don't know how to solve them. This is for the kids who grew up thinking they could be anybody but lack the opportunities..who have to struggle each day, while you bastards are robbing them of their future. Sit back, relax, and watch TV. You fucking coward! you are a disgrace to humanity. This is for the homeless people who read philosophy books in libraries, sleeping in churches coz they have nowhere to go and write manifestos under the street light. This is for the real writers, whose names will never appear in best sellers, but you can see their names in buses & trains & street signs. For the wild & crazy space pirates who howl at the moon & map constellations in the sky. For the ego driven quixotic narcissists who are doing good deeds just for kicks, who help build schools in 3rd world countries & burning down slave labor factories, the beautiful prostitutes who steal money from tourists so they can afford to go to college, to the hackers making viruses, donating to charity, for the fellow foreigners & immigrants who volunteer to soup kitchens, friendly locals who refuse to be friends with cops or Nazis, to the nomads & free spirits..we are everywhere and are nowhere, simply trying to survive resisting conformity, building our own communities.

You see.. I don't care if you don't understand me. This empty space within my soul has no room for your ignorance....I will never be like you, and you will never be me. I may be alone, but there are plenty of others who are just like me who feel the same way. Im the Zeitgeist, the drifter, the sage, the glitcher of static, the sign of the times, the agent of change. I give fire to those who need it.I give voice to the voiceless, Heart for the heartless, Hope for the hopeless, Coz it's Halloween in December!

This is for everyone who are praying for salvation, confined in hospitals or rushed to emergency rooms coz they have a problem breathing or their wounds cant stop bleeding.. Can't you see that it's not too late to live your life to the fullest. yes, the world is a fucking nightmare - to a lot of us poor people especially. yes i know it's painful. yes i know it's tragic, it's fucking foolish to refuse to hold these corporations accountable for their crimes of poisoning our air & water supply, selling us unhealthy food. now you're sick and you're tired, you don't wish to fight, such a shame how you live your life, too afraid to confront those who are responsible for your tragedy, spare me your tears of suffering & misery, how can you sleep at night when on the other side of the world, women are victims of human trafficking, they are raped and murdered and their families die from curable diseases. So are you just gonna give up, lie down, and be like that until your final moment then they strip you naked, cut you open and bury you to the ground, what a pitiful way to expire or are you gonna stand up and make a change, do what you desire with your last breath, perish in the flames & die like a champion, in the blaze of glory, knowing you have made a difference & that you actually matter in history.

This is for all the dateless losers who stopped wasting their time blaming themselves for being different. Pick up a pen & paper, write love letters....send them to strangers, like the ones who are planning to kill themselves tonight coz nobody loves them, bullied at school & have endured racism for the color of their skin or because of their religion. Stop trying to fit in & just be yourself, find your own voice, invent your own gender, live your dreams and make art, and stop trying to be cool like those wannabe punks with fake rebellion. And don't get me started about trendy scenesters in every subculture who just copy their idols, and copy each other. And please.. if you're gonna be angry at something, don't take it on someone who is weaker than you, like your young son & daughters, throw a rock to the face of compulsive liars, like the politicians we help put into power who are trying to divide us from each other. The real criminals should be in jail, not the ones who are victimized by the system.

This is for all you assholes who think you know me better than myself. Don't label me with your nonsense, don't act like you are better than me, your words are worthless & boring, my words give women orgasm. I can fucking destroy you if i want to, but i've chosen compassion. Don't tell me how you love nature i don't see you stopping bulldozers & the waves of progress from turning forests into shopping malls & apartments. Im sick of your hypocrisy about how you love animals while you swallow their corpses through your mouth and put your best friend on a leash like it was your slave. How bout you wearing that shit and be inside a cage so you finally know how it feels and what's it's like. I remain unconvinced with your logic and your society's structure. I don't care about your conspiracy theories, and fuck your New World Order, i order you to stop listening to that shitty music in your phone and make your own, start thinking for yourself, start listening to people around you, not in behalf of those who make profit out of your insecurities & indecisions, filling your mind with a void & superficial garbage. Im not your ghost, i am not your scarecrow or monster- don't fucking associate me with your stupid delusions, I'm a being of light that has chosen the path of darkness I don't want your heart, im after your demons. I don't care if you don't understand me. This empty space within my soul has no room for your ignorance....I will never be like you, and you will never be me. I may be alone, but there are others who are just like me. People like you are like candles. I will be that fire for those who needs it. Coz it's Halloween in December!

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Thoughts on Raising the Barn

Was kinda a wake up call tbh?

Like, Lapis was a favorite of mine bc i related to the POW story - she didnt deserve the trauma of the mirror, just like most of us didnt deserve ours.

Then she sent the message to steven. She wanted to protect him, since he was her only true friend, possibly the only one ever in her life.

She gets to earth and she doesnt want more conflict. She traps jasper in an abusive fusion to get back at her under the delusion that she was doing it to protect steven, but what actually happens is LAPIS ends up being the abuser this time.

Steven “rescues” her, and then she begins living at the barn.

now ive known lapis isnt a perfect person since nobody is, but the real wake up was when it was realized she was abusing jasper. I havent given lapis a pass on it either, she shouldnt have done that to jasper, and she still needs to atone somehow. (Jasper has been treated badly by the crewnverse in general tbh but thats not what im here to talk about rn) but i wasnt willing to hate lapis just yet - if she were to become a better person while at the barn, if she could improve herself thru the series and try to make up for her transgressions, then i would definitely love her more, but i wasnt ready to hate her.

But after watching raising the barn i realised that lapis has been emotionally manipulating peridot since the episode she moved in (was that in barn mates? I dont remeber), and im beginning to wonder how much kindness lapis deserves.

I dont think lapis was being malicious in emotionally manipulating peri, but she was being selfish. She didnt care how peri was feeling, she cared how peri interacted with her. This is deplorable, at the very least to me, but a lot of other people who have been through those emotional abuse situations.

Lapis really needs to turn around and make up for what she did wrong, or im gonna lose faith in her.

TL DR: lapis isnt evil but she is still making some big mistakes she will have to atone for before she can be a good character again and only after watching raising the barn did i personally realise this

#su lapis #su lapis lazuli #su #steven universe #su peridot

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a-panda-reads-act-omega · 7 years ago

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ACT OMEGA PART 24

THE 04/02/17 UPDATE

Hey look at that, I’m bored and I can’t urge myself to close that act omega tab. You know what that means. I’m doing another part today, w o o o o o

Alrighty, last time. Aranea showed up, and I reacted in a perfectly calm and orderly fashion. Let’s see where this goes!

Yup. Nobody’s happy. Put that grin away Aranea.

MEENAH: serket?? MEENAH: HOLD the GLUB up MEENAH: i thought you like MEENAH: got owned or w/e

She did indeed get owned or w/e. By you, in fact. You from another universe in which you became a giant hot troll wearing a goddamn skintight outfit.

Oh yeah, and she is currently destroying the hell out of the kiddo’s back at the lily pad.

ARANEA: ... Nice to see you too, Meenah.

Pssst.. it’s not nice to see you aranea...

ARANEA: Just as anxious to get to the point as ever. 8ut as per usual, I encourage you to exercise a 8it more p8tience. ARANEA: All your questions and concerns will be addressed eventually, I assure you. MEENAH: UUUGH MEENAH: i cannot B-ELI-EV-E this MEENAH: you go all crazy and try n pull off some ridiculous timeline divine intervention stunt MEENAH: prolly kelped actin like a hotshot all the way up to getting fuckin WAST-ED MEENAH: im out here thinkin i aint never gonna sea you again cause you got it in your head you had ta be the ultimate magnanimous blowhard just like your STUPID ALT S)(-ELLF MEENAH: AND T)(-EN MEENAH: you reappier outta NOW)(-ER-E MEENAH: lookin just as smug as you got no business bein MEENAH: and you tell me i gotta put up with whatever sanctimonious salmon youve prepared before i get any answers?!

LET ‘ER HAVE IT MEENAH. Can Aranea get the idea out of her head that SHE has got to be the one everybody looks up to? Because everytime she’s had an effect on this story, it’s made everything completely horrible. Honestly, she just tries too hard to be worthy of admiration. If she were like Vriska, she’d care more about doing what needs to be done instead of being admired by all. Merely because Vriska isn’t so dependent on the approval of others, and is happy with doing what needs to be done just so she can brag to herself and others. Alright, I kinda feel like getting deeper into this. How Vriska and Aranea differ and parallel eachother, because it’s a pretty thin line that doesn’t feel obvious. But here’s a very simple way of putting it:

Vriska wants to be the hero Aranea wants to be seen as the hero

Vriska wants to force dead weight to carry itself Aranea wants useful people to depend on her

I feel like that sums it up fairly well, really. Maybe I’ll start making sideposts of character analysis if I feel like getting deeper into these topics.

ARANEA: Sanctimonious what? MEENAH: OH MY COD I M-EANT S-ERMON

GET MAD MEENAH. IMPALE HER WITH YOUR POKEY FORK.

And here we find Porrim, in her natural state of “tired of everybodys shit”

PORRIM: Meenah. Yo+u might want to+ reel yo+urself in for a mo+ment.

S)(-ELL NO

MEENAH: >38( PORRIM: Maybe try to+ avo+id making the same mistakes as the yo+unger Serket.

DONT BRING VRISKA INTO THIS

VRISKA: Excuse me???????? PORRIM: O+h, hush. Yo+u’ve spent far mo+re energy externalizing yo+ur frustratio+n than you+ have do+ing anything pro+ductive. PORRIM: We can o+nly take so+ much o+f this. We're here to+ try and do+ so+mething with o+ur afterlife o+ther than willfully subject o+urselves to+ its infinite echo+ chamber o+f teenage drama.

Porrim

porrim, baby

i love you, i do

but this is n o T JUST TEENAGE DRAMA? I mean, Aranea killed EVERYBODY.

PORRIM: I myself have had eno+ugh o+f that fo+r at least two+ lifetimes. PORRIM: So+ if either o+f yo+u are ultimately o+nly go+ing to co+ntribute to+ the endless caco+phany, rather than fo+cus o+n getting results, I suggest yo+u mo+ve it to+ so+me o+ther bubble. PORRIM: If no+t, then co+nsider jo+ining the rest o+f us in seeing what Aranea might have to+ o+ffer to+ o+ur cause. ARANEA: Why, thank you, Porrim. That was very eloquently put. I promise you won’t 8e disappointed. ::::)

Goddammit Porrim, you gave her a reason to be smug. Just because Porrim is tired of the arguing, doesn’t mean you’re somehow at all justified in anything you’ve ever done ever.

ok im salty

PORRIM: Hmmm. We’ll see. ARANEA: Really, I was well prepared for my reappearance to cause something of a stir. It’s completely understanda8le to want an explan8tion.

UUUUUGHHhfadjnkms SHuuut uppp

ARANEA: I’ve 8een lying low for quite a while now. Gathering inform8tion, drawing conclusions, revising and perfecting plans... All of which will certainly prove invalua8le for you all in your current predicament! ARANEA: It really is a shame you’ve landed yourselves in such a 8ind! It was ultim8ly inevita8le, 8ut unfortun8 all the same. ARANEA: Isn’t it lucky, then, that I’m here to put this tr8n 8ack on its tracks?

Im gonna die from salt poisoning help

PORRIM: SIGH...

SIGH...

PORRIM: If yo+u have any interest in keeping that pro+mise o+f yo+urs, I suggest yo+u skip the preamble.

Thank you Porrim. I’m trying to find somebody to latch onto here, but everybody is starting problem’s n s t uf f .

Everybody looks so

VRISKA: Hold the fucking phone! Why should we listen to ANYTHING you have to say?

YOU sHOULDN’T

VRISKA: Your track record isn’t exactly stellar! And from what I’m seeing right now, you haven’t learned from your colossal fuckup one iota!

WOAH, VASKA... who the hell says iota????

VRISKA: I have a8solutely ZERO interest in letting the same washed up has-8een whose mess *I* had to clean up waltz up here and act like she’s my goddamn s8vior!!!!!!!

YEAH TELL HER VRISKA! EVEN THOUGH IM PREEETTY SURE YOU DID NOTHING AND TEREZI DID EVERYTHING...

And, oh god my memory of the timelines and stuff are getting me confused. I’m sure I’m probably wrong about this, but y’know what I’m gonna talk about it anyways. Would this Vriska really even know about Aranea? I mean, she didn’t die, so... maybe just in her dreams or something. or. gdi im confused.

ARANEA: Come now, Vriska. You of all people should know that there are 8etter times to choose for throwing hissyfits!

This isn’t a HISSYFITS. This is clear and rational thought. And I don’t get w hY NOBODY ELSE IS QUESTIONING THESE THINGS.

ARANEA: And 8esides, what a8out your little plan? We can all pl8nly see how well that turned out. You were smacked down just as unceremoniously as I was, so don’t act as if you’re suddenly the only person who can pull their own w8 around here.

Yeah, but you know what? Her plan didn’t revolve around dooming EVERYBODY. Her plan had essence of COMPETENCE.

ARANEA: You may 8e incredibly stu88orn, 8ut you can’t 8e so foolish as to dismiss common sense purely for the s8ke of your ego. I’m your 8est shot at m8king it out of this alive. While your army was 8eing eradic8ed, I was 8usy uncovering the truth. ARANEA: If you would just allow me to expl8n, perhaps you could finally reg8n your wits and 8e a8le to focus on what TRULY matters.

oh god i hate her h e l p.

pLEASE.. DOUBle DEATh HER.

VRISKA: I already HAVE my wits! And I was just a8out to use them to whip this 8unch of losers into sh8pe 8efore YOU and your 8loated delusions of grandeur showed up! ARANEA: Is that what you were a8out to do? I never would have guessed. Considering from my perspective, you were in the middle of some sort of mental 8reakdown 8rought on 8y 8eing utterly incapa8le of comprehending the magnitude of your own failure!

At least she DAMAGED HIM. SHE INFLICTED SOME FORM OF HARM TO THE UNKILLABLE GOD TRYING TO FUCK THEM OVER. You literally just got everybody killed with no positive result, you cannot claim that you are A N Y better than her.

ARANEA: If you had been p8ying attention, you might have t8ken note of when I mentioned that this outcome was inevita8le. There was hardly anything I could have done to prevent it. YOU, on the other hand... ARANEA: The mishap with your dice could easily have 8een avoided if you had simply realized how thoroughly outmatched you were. Did you actually try your little luck-stealing trick on LORD ENGLISH?

FIRST THE F U C K OF ALL... If this outcome was inevitable, then that literally makes EVERYBODY IN PARADOX SPACE JUST AS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS DISASTER. NNGH YOU CANNOT PIN THIS ON VRISKA JUST TO MAKE YOURSELF LOOK BETTER

VRISKA: Yeah! I did!!!!!!!! That’s kind of what I DO? VRISKA: 8ut... it didn’t WORK. ARANEA: Tsk, tsk. Of course it didn’t. Lord English is hardly on the same level as the 8lack king, or the myriad low-level imps, hapless trolls, and pitiful ghosts from which you’d previously acquired your ill-gotten fortune. Your a8ilities aren’t even close to developed enough to stand a chance against such an opponent! ARANEA: 8ut say, I think that perhaps we can strike a deal. We all know that time has 8een kinder to me in that I’ve had enough of it to refine my powers considera8ly. 8etween the two of us, I am clearly the superior Hero of Light.

. . . . . . . . F U C K Y O U .

Can’t deal with this. Can’t TAKE this girl’s superiority complex.

God im turning into the human equivallent of a salt shaker.

VRISKA: Oh, yeah. Sure. 8ecause I’m totally interested in whatever 8ogus “deal” you have to offer. Especially when you phrase it like THAT! ARANEA: And yet you don’t deny truth of my words. A smart choice. VRISKA: Are you going to w8ste time gloating, or actually get to the point?! ARANEA: My point is that I would 8e more than happy to lend you my services. Allow you to maximize your potential in a more... expedient fashion, given the sizea8le constraints we are currently under. ARANEA: All you would have to do is ask nicely. May8e even apologize for raising your voice? A little more respect and deference would 8e appreci8ed as well. ARANEA: What do you say? A deal is a deal? ::::)

GOD. DAMN IT I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS. I REALLY REALLY R E A L L Y HATE HER. NOBODY WANTS YOUR HELP. Oh god this is turning into the worst liveblog ever, B U T SERIOUSLY I HATE HER AND THAT IS LITERALLY ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT RIGHT NOW.

VRISKA: How a8out this: I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!!!

YEs. PRECISELY

OHFUCKHIKANKRI

KANKRI: *PHWEEEEEEEET!!!*

...

O k you know what. For once, I’m actually happy about Kankri existing. That fuckfest needed to end.

And jesus. I need to calm myself down.

Oh god poor Mituna is freaking out.

KANKRI: I think that is QUITE en9ugh 9f that f9r n9w. While I n9rmally endeav9r t9 enc9urage c9nstructive de6ate in the interest 9f inf9rming the ign9rant masses, this argument has 6ec9me far t99 pr96lematic f9r me t9 all9w it t9 c9ntinue!

Gdi I haven’t even read it yet, but it already hurts to look at.

Alright. So yeah, this is getting out of hand and he’s putting a stop to it with his space jesus powers.

KANKRI: There isn’t nearly en9ugh time f9r me t9 g9 9ver all 9f the deeply distur6ing c9mments disparaging n9t 9nly the magically disadvantaged, 6ut the mentally challenged, which I have just 69re witness t9. S9 I will settle with 6riefly chastising y9u 69th f9r y9ur cavalier disregard 9f y9ur inherent privilege, and enc9urage y9u to 6e m9re aware 9f h9w the nature 9f y9ur w9rds might affect the very imp9rtant feelings 9f pe9ple that aren’t here.

And people that ARE here. Like, you know. The mentally challenged Mituna right behind you. Though I’m pretty sure you’re speech his having a worse affect on him than they are. Also, how the hell did they even offend any mentally challenged people??

LATULA: ummmmmm, l1k3, not to b3 UN-r4d or wh4t3v3r, b3c4us3 th4t 1s TOT3S not my styl3, LATULA: but m1tun4 1s l1k3, R1GHT h3r3??

Thank you Latula, the poor guy is dying at all these words.

KANKRI: He is?

Oh my god Kankri, seriously? Were you too busy ogling at Latula to realize that their were handicapped people who needed defending in the area?

MITUNA: 1 H4T3 Y0UR FUCK1NG W157L3 KANKRI: 9h. Right, 9f c9urse. My mistake. Ap9l9gies, Mituna. I h9pe y9u d9n’t mind that I have taken it up9n myself t9 help speak 9n y9ur behalf, c9nsidering y9ur vari9us issues with speaking at all.

kANKRI. that is not how you speak to handicapped people. Is he just salty that he’s dating Latula? Yeah. he’s totally salty about latula.

MITUNA: UM KANKRI: Exactly. Y9u’ve 6een rendered n9n-ver6al 6y the sens9ry 9verl9ad caused 6y all this unnecessary sh9uting. Which makes the wh9le thing w9rse, really. Right, Mituna? MITUNA: WHY 4R3 7HR33 S0 M4NY W0RD5 MITUNA: 175 4LL MITUNA: 8UZZ1NG LATULA: dont worry 4bout 1t b4b3! 1ts 4lmost ov3r. MITUNA: 5H0U71NG 4ND MITUNA: 5TUP1D 8ULG3 WH1FF1NG WH157L35 MITUNA: FUCK

Latula is literally the best supportive girlfriend. Is she gonna cover his ears for him next?

KANKRI: Even m9re sincere ap9l9gies, Mituna. Even if the use 9f the whistle was vital in the c9nstructi9n 9f y9ur safe space, I understand that it did upset y9u and that y9ur feelings 9n the matter are valid. KANKRI: 6ut thankfully, and despite the unf9rtunate side effects, it did its j96 9f helping 6ring every9ne t9 their senses. KANKRI: Really, this wh9le thing c9uld have 6een av9ided if y9u 69th had just listened t9 P9rrim's advice. PORRIM: O+h. PORRIM: Kanny, did yo+u just... AGREE with me fo+r o+nce? KANKRI: ... KANKRI: I 6elieve I have asked y9u several times n9w n9t t9 call me that!

what has this devolved into? What is this BICKERING. Can anybody remain on the same page for more than two sentences? Honestly, I’m surprised Lord English hasn’t just killed them all yet.

AND HERE THESE TWO ARE, indifferent as always.

SOLLUX: (well.) SOLLUX: (this is pr0bably the worst clusterfuck i have ever had the f0rtune 0f n0t seeing.) SOLLUX: (are y0u sure we can’t just leave?) SOLLUX: (as if whichever smug fuck that ends up running the idi0t brigade is g0ing to s0lve 0ur impending d00m. it’s alm0st starting t0 feel like the wh0le pirate crew bullshit all 0ver again.) SOLLUX: (except s0meh0w even m0re 0f a catastr0phe.)

Sollux, there’s one thing you’re forgetting. The pirate ship was a disaster, yes. but now you have one KEY FACTOR that will lead you all to victory. The power of F R I E N D S H I P. Can’t you just feel all the good vibes radiating off of these assholes?

ARADIA: (we cant go yet sollux!) ARADIA: (i have no intention of leaving) ARADIA: (and while i understand why you may want to this time it really is somewhat imperative that you stay) ARADIA: (we all have a part to play in the preservation of reality) ARADIA: (a mission which is even more critical now than it has ever been!)

Alright, so this team’s objective “SAVE REALITY” Team lilypad’s objective “DONT.. DIE” Team Lowas’s objective “THERAPIZE ERISOL”

SIMPLE ENOUGH.

oh god i just remembered Calliope already died and that’s s A D ...

SOLLUX: (ugh. really?) ARADIA: (yes!) SOLLUX: (s0 i’m like. imp0rtant s0meh0w?) ARADIA: (does it help you feel better to think about it like that?) SOLLUX: (... kind 0f? bizarrely en0ugh.) SOLLUX: (where did that c0me fr0m all 0f a sudden?) ARADIA: (i couldnt possibly tell you) ARADIA: (but what i can tell you is that i think this brief setback will be over soon) SOLLUX: (fine, if y0u say s0.)

All setbacks can be overcome with enough TIME. HAHA.... TIME JOKE. The hell am i doing with my life.

Oh shit is Davepeta here to drop some calm bombs on the group?

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < man this is just getting sad DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < but guess i oughta toss my two cents into this clusterfuck DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < beclaws honestly i KIND of agr33 with vwiskers a little? DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < my subconscious is clawing at me that we totally cant trust aranea at all ever

THANK, you.

DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < cause shes seriously bad news DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < i dont have any real concrete memories or anything to support it but DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < i dunno! thats just how i f33l DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < meow on the other paw DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < we kind of are in some purrty hot water DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < and i ALSO have the conflicting f33ling that whatever info she has fur us will be impurrtant DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < so if anything we should just hear her out DAVEPETASPRITE^2: B33 < so long as you dont try to pull anything fishy!!

SIGH... I G U E S S. It still feels horrible to even let her get a word in, just because she’s literally gonna act like every useful information she gives is worth everything, and they have no right to blame her for anything.

ARANEA: Er... ARANEA: Thank you for the endorsement. And the warning, I suppose. ARANEA: If there won’t 8e any further interruptions? MEENAH: yeah sure fine whatever MEENAH: but u beta believe im gonna be gilling you later ARANEA: I look forward to it.

I’m gonna hope that was a fish pun, and what she meant was ‘killing’

TAVROS: i THINK VRISKA LOOKS LIKE, sHE IS READY TO STOP SHOUTING, TAVROS: sO WE CAN BEGIN LISTENING, TAVROS: wHICH IS GOOD, bECAUSE I AM VERY CURIOUS, TAVROS: eSPECIALLY SINCE, i SORT OF, aLWAYS LIKED YOUR STORIES, aRANEA, TAVROS: wHEN THEY DIDN’T RUN TOO LONG, aNYWAY,,,

N O B O D Y A S K E D Y O U T A V R O S

putthatfuckingsmileaway

ARANEA: Don’t worry, Tavros. I will try and keep this as 8rief as possible. ARANEA: While also ensuring all vital inform8tion and context is provided, of course. ARANEA: Now, allow me to 8egin...

...gjdkgfignjfij

conflicting feelings about everything here. Alright. WELL, that is the end of this update. you can listen to my whine a bunch on the next part. SO. yeah.

#homestuck #homestuck liveblog #Act Omega #hs act omega #act omega liveblog #hs act omega liveblog

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viralhottopics · 8 years ago

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Arianna Huffington: The work culture in Silicon Valley needs to change

The media entrepreneur, 66, on turning an idea into a global news company, sexism in Silicon Valley and being in love. By Candice Pires

My mother made us feel like we could do anything. My sister and I lived with her in a one-bedroom apartment in Greece after my parents separated. When I saw a picture of Cambridge University in a magazine and said I wanted to go, she never said: Well, you have no money and you dont speak English. Instead it was: Lets see how we can make that happen.

The Huffington Post is still like a third child to me. Taking what was an idea and turning it into a global media company is something I treasure. It was incredibly disruptive in its time and it really put the focus on covering everything beyond just left and right.

My father always believed in speaking truth to power. He was a journalist and I took a lot of my passion for work from him. He was pretty fearless, too. He was arrested by the Germans and spent the war in a concentration camp.

Theres more snobbery in the UK than the US. When I started debating at the Cambridge Union, nobody ever thought I would get anywhere because my accent was so laughable. I used to get called up to speak at midnight when there were only three people left in the chamber [she was later elected president of the union].

Being in love is equal parts exhilaration and distress. Exhilaration at being around the person and distress at the possibility of losing them. I was first attracted to Michael Huffington [her husband from 1986 to 1997 and a former Republican congressman] because he was smart, caring and handsome. Looking back, its hard to say exactly when I knew the marriage was over. There isnt usually one single point.

Trump has us in a constant state of outrage. We are much more effective in our actions of resistance, and our ability to show empathy for those who need it, when we tap into our resilience and avoid outrage.

The work culture in Silicon Valley needs to change. The machismo signals to women that theyre not welcome. I was surprised and shocked to hear the allegations of sexual harassment at Uber [Huffington is a board member]. Im committed to making whatever changes are necessary.

I used to live under the delusion that I had to burn out to succeed. In 2007, when I was two years into the Huffington Post and had been working around the clock as well as being a mother to two teenage daughters, I collapsed from exhaustion. It was a wake-up call.

People who said we should have paid our bloggers dont understand the nature of [online] platforms. Today there are thousands of publications where contributors write if they want to write. They have no deadlines. They want a distribution platform. Its no different from people going on Newsnight and not being paid.

The world has many challenges, but its hard to feel resigned when you see the drive in my daughters generation. Theyre more informed and passionate about their world than my generation ever was.

The Sleep Revolution by Arianna Huffington is out in paperback now, priced 8.99. To order a copy for 7.64, visit bookshop.theguardian.com