#like sure i dont do it just for that reason

[ftmtftm]

I understand this is a hyperbolic radfem argument with no real legitimacy because said radfem in question hasn't actually thought about what she's saying beyond trying to craft a debate bro level conservative rage bait straw man — HOWEVER I'm an autistic little freak with a special interest in rhetoric as well as in moral and ethical philosophy, so let's take a look at the rhetoric and moral / ethical standards actually shown here.

First, let's just restate what Leslie Feinberg said so it's fresh in our minds.

"I believe that people who don't identify as transsexual also have a right to hormones and surgery. There are many of us who have wanted to shape our bodies without changing our sex."

When Feinberg mentions "want[ing] to shape our bodies without changing our sex" it is very clear that zie is discussing bodily autonomy, specifically as it relates to body modification.

To desire to shape one's own body is to desire to modify it autonomously.

HRT and surgery are, ultimately, body modifications. If you truly believe in informed consent and ownership of one's own bodily / bodily autonomy, then in many ways HRT and surgery are no different from any other body modification or plastic surgery on an functional level. They are procedures made with informed consent to alter one's body for any number of reasons, with generally overwhelmingly positive outcomes.

So to respond to that with:

"yes i believe everyone should have access to everything."

in order to craft a straw man argument shows such an interesting and hyperbolic leap in rhetorical logic being made.

"okay so i am not in pain therefore i shouldnt get all the oxycontin i want???

Now, I won't derail this with too long of a tangent about harm reduction and the ethics of safe and informed drug use, because that is deserving of its own post, but I do want to highlight the unspoken, pejorative comparison being made here between those seeking body modifications and those who use drugs recreationally.

The choice to use Oxycontin — a brand name for oxycodone, an opioid known for it's addictive properties and recreational usage — is a strong one. It tells me both that our radfem here doesn't have the strongest moral or ethical compass when it comes to the subject of addicts/addiction and harm reduction AND that she doesn't know the difference between an addictive substance and hormones, nor what they actually do to the body.

The reason why it tells me that, is because the implied framework here is irrationality. The false line of logic here functions as follows:

It is irrational to freely seek Oxy when one is not in pain, presumably for its addictive, recreational usage -> Addicts are irrational -> Oxy and hormones are both medical substances used for medical treatment -> Anyone who would seek HRT freely, regardless of transsexuality, is irrational like an addict.

Now, hormone replacement therapy is a non-addictive treatment whose effects on the body effectively replicate puberty as well as its known, well documented, lifelong effects (also known as "common adulthood medical risks associated with a testosterone or estrogen based endocrine system").

Medically speaking, HRT and oxycodone are used to treat very different things in very different contexts and are generally sought out by patients for very different reasons. When discussing the ethics of bodily autonomy, there is actually a good faith conversation to be had surrounding addiction — especially one that humanizes addicts and emphasizes harm reduction — but that's not what is happening here.

wtf. okay because im not diabetic i dont "deserve" insulin?"

Again, the implication here is irrationality. I truly don't think I need to linger on this one much. I'm sure there is someone out there in the world using insulin recreationally, but that's genuinely not of concern here.

The point of it's inclusion is to further establish that our straw man is detached from reality. It is truly on par with conservative rage bait rhetoric in a way that just makes me sad for our radfem. It's giving "paint any good faith attempt at accepting others as entitled on prime time Fox News, brought to you by Tucker Carlson".

"umm excuse you. i should be able to fuck up my body in every way possible with all the hormones and medication possible and if even one person tries to keep me from doing so for "ethical reasons" or some "hippocratic oath" they should be fired"

The implication here is, again, irrationality — hysteria even.

Under this framework - our straw man here wants to fuck up and ruin their body with drugs like an addict and thinks that anyone who tries to stop them out of concern or duty should be removed from their positions as medical professionals.

It is being argued that, if someone is allowed to choose to go on HRT or obtain surgery when they don't identify as transsexual, then there is a moral and ethical harm being caused to that person because they must be irrational and therefore absolutely can't actually make an informed decision about their body.

Ultimately this straw man argument is structurally no different from homophobic "Gay people? What's next, people fucking their dogs and children?" rhetoric.

You take something that is said in good faith like:

"people should be allowed to marry and/or have sex with whoever they want of any gender"

or

"people should be allowed to make informed decisions regarding how they modify their bodies"

and then you twist it into the most bad faith, irrational framework that you possibly can.

Generally this is done by comparing the action in question to another morally "undesirable" action. In the '00's it was pedophilia and beastiality, in this instance it's addiction and unreality. Mental illness and hysteria is also implied in both.

None of it is sound logically, ethically, or morally as it is literally based in morally motivated self righteousness, fear based disgust, and willing ignorance. Generally speaking some kind of insecurity as well.

Ethically speaking, if you don't like something that someone else is doing within their own life in a way that is otherwise in good faith and consensual to all the people who immediately matter and it also doesn't actually have any direct impact on your life besides the fact that you're made uncomfortable or are disgusted by it? Truly one of the most ethically sound things to do is say "not my problem" and move on. Lest you become Jesus in the myth of consent meme or start sounding like a right wing talking head.

Way ahead of hir time. Hopefully, one day, everyone will have full autonomy over their bodies, making arguments restricting hormones a thing of the past. Get your copy here.

[orxinus]

DON'T PUT MEGALOMANIAC FORD IN CHARACTER AI OR ANY GENERATIVE AI SITES PLEASE!

i used to be an avid character ai enjoyer myself and ONE person had asked if they could create MM!Ford in c. ai and i said yes. i dont remember who it was but now i ask for it and all the ai bots of him to please be taken down. i used to not see the problem in this since it wasn't like AI art where they can post it and gain something from stolen works. but after being informed how much one ai chat message can do to harm the environment and seeing ai chats being copy pasted as fanfics in ao3, i snapped out of it. it wasn't worth the comfort it gave me. i could always find comfort in x reader fics and if i ran out, i can find other fanfics and switch the names in google docs.

one of the reasons I've been hesitating about making this post is because i know there are minors who love my character. and i don't want them finding predatory people to roleplay with to satisfy their wishes. and honestly idk what else to do about that other than say, please just stop chatting with him in cai. if you really want to, you can roleplay with your friends but be cautious about them and make sure they are your age. or read fanfics!

generative AI causes harm whether its personal use or not and i would like to not have my character be part of it in its progress of evolving into a better machine at stealing works from creatives. if you can manage to contact the creators of these ai bots, pls do send them this

anyways i have a fever so sorry if the words are unclear and jumbled. i just had to let it all out already

tldr: take these MM!Ford ai bots down and stop chatting with them if you are

[kings-highway]

which of the hq duos would fake date and why + would they be convincing

I dont think any of my usual duos would have a reason or inclination to fake date based on canon so I'll have to make up some scenarios to make a few answers

i think Tsukkiyama would fake date with the express purpose of pulling a "gotcha" on Hinata and/or Kageyama. like this is something theyre on the same page about - maybe Hinata is joking about none of them being cool enough to get a girlfriend and girls wont like them if they dont stop being so aloof and mean and Tsukki is just like "wow homophobic much? Im literally dating Yamaguchi" and hinata immediately panics and is like "WAIT WHAT NO I DIDNT KNOW THAT WHAT DO YOU MEAN-" and Yamaguchi is just shaking his head in the background like "come on hinata dont assume things" and Hinata is just "NO I DIDNT-" anyway they'd pull this off flawlessly and everyone would believe them and then like 6 months later Hinata would be like "so when did you and yamaguchi get together?" And Tsukishima would have no memory of this and go "uh?????????????????? What now????" And Hinata would say something insane like "im not asking to judge you im not homophobic i just am curious" and Tsukishima wouldnt have any idea why he's being cornered by hinata right now about being gay

i think mattsun and makki would fake date to throw off Iwa and Oikawa but they'd be way too over dramatic about it and nobody would believe them but theyd use it to mock and torment their friends. The kissing was weirdly realistic though they didnt have to do that.

i think daichi and suga might try for like an april fools prank or something similar where theyd be like "hahaha this is going to be so funny everyones going to be so shocked" and then literally nobody is shocked at all and everyone believes them immediately and then theyre just two dudes holding hands in the club room and eventually daichi says something like "is nobody gonna notice that we're holding hands what the hell" and without missing a beat Tanaka is like "is that not how you normally walk together?" And theyre both just like... NO? WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? anyway everyone would believe them but thats mostly because they were sort of already believing it before they even tried

i also think Tendou and Ushijima wouldnt necessarily fake date intentionally, but I think Tendou would tell people they are as a joke, and sort of be like "haha yeah thats my boyfriend youre talking about so be nice!!" Sort of as a bit where nobody believes him and hes not trying to convince them, just making fun of the fact that theyre really close friends. and then one day Goshiki wonders if Tendou isnt actually joking (would be just like him) and calls to Ushijima "Hey Ushiwaka are you Tendou's boyfriend?" And Ushijima would be super casual about it and reply something like: "What? Oh, yes." And everyone in the locker room starts freaking out because is Ushijima just making the same friend joke Tendou was, did he misunderstand boyfriend as Boy Friend, or is he actually dating Tendou and considers himself his boyfriend???? Tendou himself has no idea. they are so effective at fake dating that Tendou isnt even sure if it's fake or not.

[celestie0]

do you think there’s a reason why ihm gojo gave reader his mothers wedding ring, if so will we get to know in a future chapter?

this is a great question!

to be honest i dont know if i have a clear answer for this 🤔 sometimes, as an author (loosely self proclaimed lol), i kinda like “guess” what my characters would do in specific situations based on the image i have of them in my head and then later on as i try to get to know them better i just kinda use it as an opportunity to develop the plot better idfk if this makes sense i’m just yapping 😂😂😂

but i guess the point i’m trying to make here is i’m not entirely sure why he did that. i know i’ve mentioned before that when he proposed to his ex wife, he gave her a brand new ring. and it’s a mild spoiler to say this, but i think that he felt pressured to get her an entirely new ring because his ex wife is someone who was a bit more high strung and has opinions on her appearance (i’d say more high maintenance) and so he wanted to make sure she got whatever ring she wanted

but with ihm reader, idk i think gojo knows she’s someone that’s…a little bit more grateful for things ? like, he’s seen her suffer a lot over the past year alone, and he’s understood she’s a hard worker that doesn’t take much for granted. so i think he felt comfortable giving his mother’s ring to her, regardless of a faux sentiment, because he knew she would be happy to wear it

idk if this makes sense. it’s like, why waste a sentiment on a person that wouldn’t appreciate it? i think that’s how he felt w his ex wife, and not necessarily in a bad way, but he knew his ex wife well enough to know that she wouldn’t appreciate a hand me down ring. but w reader, it felt right.

and for the record, the ring obv means a lot to ihm gojo too. it’s one of the last memorabilia he has left of his mother/his parents marriage. if he’s going to trust it w someone, he’d want it to be someone he knows would take good care of it. n i think he knows that reader would take good care of it, even under the presumption of a fake marriage. he knows that she is that kind of person

hope this answers! i yapped sm im sorry haha but i loved this question! it got me thinking a lot ab my characters :)

[beatlblog]

#jpw many times can i tag a mclennon post with “i hate them” before john lennon rises from the dead to strangle me (via @oneflydude)

#george had every reason to hate them. (via @tweeterwilbury)

#the way they were honest to god married like I think about it all the time#the binding of the names the joint assets of it all its so INSANE#calling it a marriage and a divorce wasn’t a metaphor at all (via @bugsssssssssssss)

#i learned this in school (the music league chat) (via @cahootings)

#where’s that post about men having to join bands to experience dyke drama (via @palegreendot)

#love wins. and by that I mean love loses but in such a historically unique way it gets a prize just for coming first (via @asurrogateblog)

do you mean this:

(via @paulandjohn)

#i thought this was about semen and gayuncle at first#if i had a nickel for every time there was a gay divorce among popular musicians in the early 70s#well#i’d have at least two nickels (via @unoriginalvagabond)

#not even a true mclennon girlie but i believe in your guys beliefs (vi @petoskeystones)

#Paul got ringo in the divorce 😔 (via @adreamingofguns)

not at first tho

#not even a true mclennon girlie but i believe in your guys beliefs#<- prev. the beauty of mclennon is i feel like you dont even really need to have listened to their music or anything#its literally like a natural monument thint. if you observe and see it you do. and well we can all share that as citizens of gods earth#together (via @beat-blogging)

#I meannnn#Is it really a band if it isn't a little bit gay?#And by “a little bit gay” I mean this fucking thing (via @doperunawaybarbarian)

#intricate rituals#happened to my buddies art and paul btw (via @lovetoturnyouon)

#i thought this was about scrooge and marley at first (via @thepromisedbride)

#ŻUKI (via @mihidesuntverba)

#I sure hope they at least canoodled so the regrets are purely artistic and emotional (via @crepesuzette2023)

when it's the 60s and u can't get married to your best friend bc you're both men so you just tangle up your names and assets and business and money and songs into one gigantic legal monster because SURELY you're lasting together forever and then you have to go through the world's first gay divorce in the 70s and it's 10x more complicated than an actual divorce bc it wasn't actually a marriage. and also there's 2 other guys there you fucked over in the process. well this did happen to my good friends sir paul mccartney and john lennon

[elliesanqel]

Loser Ellie talking back to reader and being bratty but all reader has to do is give her one stern look and she’s docile (and wet) and reader makes sure she has a sore ass for the stunt she pulled

(your writing is soooo yummy)

behave

sypnosis; after a heated argument with ellie, she got far too confident with her replies which she knew she shouldn’t do with you, however she pushes you too far and you decide to teach her a lesson. warnings; angst, spanking—e!receiving, vaginal sex, strap use (referred to as a cock)—e!receiving, mdni. a/n; thankyou smm for this req cutie! i’ve never written, like, spanking before—so i hope this is good! p.s, its so easy to write sub/loser ellie while candy by doja cat is playing in the backround, so i recommend playing it while u read! also, tysm! i always doubt my writing so those type of compliments mean the worldddd to me! have a virtual hug! :3

pissed. thats what you were. a whole argument was created over something small really, but it would never have got so big if ellie hadn’t started answering back with snarky comments. you threw your arms up in the air out of exaggeration, “dont give me your bullshit, ellie. you even know it yourself, you’re never fucking here, when do i actually get to see you?!” you snap, your eyes narrowing at her as hers roll. she’d normally let you have the bigger side in arguments, but for some reason she was acting like a brat, and you weren’t a fan. “i’m here all the time? are you hearing yourself?! you sound fucking stupid.” she scoffs, taking a step forward.

your eyes widen, the fuck was wrong with her tonight? sure, you were taken aback, but you never let your face falter, strong face, strong front. you always had that. ellie knew it too. she knew you weren’t exactly the easiest to argue with. which is why she hated when they started. your eyes rolled, what was she getting so defensive for? the anger bubbled inside both of you, letting it out on eachother.

“no you’re fucking not. you are never here. you’re always out, probably with some girls hooked around your waist. i don’t fucking trust you going out so much, you literally have a girlfriend at home who’s always waiting for you to come back—which might i add, at unreasonable hours.” you rant, listing all the concerns you had as your body language switched every two seconds. it was so hard to trust her when she was defensive like this, which she never is, so that only raised your concerns.

she scoffs, thinking you sound absolutely insane. “so you think i’m cheating?” she laughs diabolically, eyeing your movements. “do you actually hear how dumb you sound? why the fuck would i cheat on you, seriously?” she holds her arms out slightly at her sides in disbelief that you think she’d cheat.

you point your finger at her face, warning her to pipe down a bit. “listen to me, stop fucking acting like a brat and answering me back, you’re making me sound like im crazy. you’re only getting defensive as shit because you know you’ve done something wrong! stop getting smart with me, ellie.” you speak, your voice low and quite frankly, bored. but oh, here she goes, answering back…again.

“im not getting smart. you’re blamin’ me for some pathetic shit. which, isn’t even true.” she snaps back, pointing a finger at you now, eyes narrowing further. oh she had nerve tonight.

you scoff as she points. yeah, now it was ridiculous. you’d had enough. your face falls neutral, but one eyebrow stays raised and your lips thinned. that look. that look that showed ellie that she was fucked now, and she knew that. she knew that look all to well, and she knew she’d gone too far. ellie never liked to necessarily admit when she was wrong, but she knew when she was wrong in the first place.

there was something she couldnt help, however. everytime you gave her that look, fuck she couldnt help herself. the way your eyes thinned, eyebrow raised, lips pursed—yeah it straight up just turned her on. and knowing ellie, she had no shame in that at all. she clenched her thighs, her lips thinning as she tilted her head back. feeling the wetness beginning to pool in her boxers.

snapping back to reality, trying to push those thoughts away as she knew you were pissed with her right now. she lowered her finger instantly, starting move her feet about nervously. “baby, i—” her words were softer now, but you still cut her off, not with your words. you snap out of your trance, moving closer to ellie and grabbing her wrist forcefully.

she flinches slightly, but she knew protesting would only make you more angry. you move her over to the bed, you keep ahold of her wrist and you lean down towards the bedside table, opening the drawer and grabbing ellies strap. but not for her to use on you. oh no. for you to use on her.

her eyes widen, looking at you like she’d just seen a ghost. she looked completely lost. “what the hell are you doing?” she asked, her tone neutral but a bit worried. you look up at her, your eyes narrowing. “maybe this’ll teach you to stop answering back.” you snap, your tone still sharp and never faltering. you knew ellie was always the dominant one when it came to sex. she was always the one using that cock on you, and you were always the one with your face down and ass up, or whatever position ellie had you in. from ellies point of view, if it was her it was getting used on, and her in those positions, she’d find it embarrassing as fuck. but who was to say deep down she wouldnt secretly love it?

you knew she’d protest, so you decided to bend her over yourself. but fully on the bed? nah. over the bed. yeah, you wanted that brat half standing, half bent over.

you pushed, so her hands met with the sheets, her feet still on the floor. a sharp gasp left her lips, her head turning to look back at you behind her. “what the fuck? this is so embarrassing, what are you doing—” she worryingly protested, hoping it wouldnt make you more angry. but you abruptly cut her off with a slap to her ass. you’d never done that before. but you never showed the new worry on your face.

a louder gasp left her lips, a dumbfounded look on her face if only you could see it, but you couldnt because it made her head turn away from facing you and bow, her teeth biting down roughly into her bottom lip. a whore-like moan falling from her parted lips. “uuhh! oh, fuck babe…”

it suprised you. but the fact that she didnt stop you lowered your worries. and that slutty moan she let out showed you this loser actually liked it. you smirked a little, causing both hands to slip up her waist and unbutton her skinny jeans, slipping them down and letting them pool at her ankles. she bit further into her lip as she let you continue, not willing to protest. even though it was hard to shake her embarrassment.

you wasted no time in slipping off your shorts, freeing yourself as you slipped the cock on. you looked down at ellie, that pathetic, bratty loser who was bent the bed over infront of your eyes, half naked. her shirt? nah, its gonna stay on while you fuck her. you noticed two things. a red mark forming from where you slapped, and her pussy. ohhh her pussy, gleaming and soaked. it turned you on even more that she was already wet before you even entered her. you loved seeing her like this. and since you’d never had her like this before, hopefully it ought to teach her to kep that pretty mouth shut when she needed to.

you didnt want to wait any longer, you gripped those pretty hips, aligning them with your cock. you gripped the rubber, sliding it into her throbbing cunt, leaving no time and completely bottoming out inside of her. her hips moving forward at the contact, a low groan leaving her lips, her head arching. “oh fuck—oh my fucking goddd!” her voice sounded needy, desperate, every other synonym.

this only egged you on, gripping her hips tighter while you fucked her dripping pussy senseless, your pace getting quicker. needy whimpering left her with every thrust you gave, putting all your anger you had into it. “you gonna stop being such a brat? gonna stop answering me back? hm?” you mumble, your own whines being held back by your arrogance.

she left no waste in time responding. “n-no. i won’t—ohhh! answer back, ever again—nghhh!” her speech was abruptly interrupted by her desperate noises your cock was giving her.

her head smushing into the sheets as she bit down on them, her moans becoming muffled. your hand reached forward, holding her half up-half down bun in your hand as you pushed her head a little further into the sheets, your hips thrusting into her like no tomorrow. her hands gripped the sheets tigher, holding on for dear life. you use your free hand, giving her another smack, her hips jolting forward as that same whore-like moan fell from those pretty lips. she took it so well, god this was definitely imprinted into your head forever now.

you let go of her hair, bringing it back up but curling it around her waist, your middle finger finding her pulsing clit, only causing her to let out the sluttiest whimper ever into the sheets, her back arching further. you smirk at her, fuck what a good sight this was. “look at you, taking my cock so well, aren’t you? swallowing me up so good.” you tease, knowing it would fuel her embarrassment. her brows furrow in pleasure, but also, yeah, in embarrassment.

“s-shut up. that’s so—mmphh, fuck! embarrassing…” she chokes out, her voice dripping with need. but she felt that slipping away as your cock deep inside of her caused her stomach to clench tightly, the heat growing in her pussy. “ohh! i’m gonna cum—fuck! g’nna cum!” she cries out in pleasure.

oh fucking hell. how needy she was sounding, lord. before you had her bent over for you she’d never sound this needy. you decided you’d punished her enough, red marks forming on her ass and all. you thrusted quicker, middle finger working quicker for her.

her whole body began shaking, quickly jolting as she let go, squirting her cum all over your cock like the good girl she was. she raised her head a little from the bed, sighing into it as you pulled out. a small whine coming from her at the loss of contact. you lean down, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder as you stroked the same spot after. she slowly stood, her legs a bit shaky. she didnt dare mention anything else about how she was just in complete ecstasy. or even mention the fact her white, sticky cum was dripping from the strap. mostly because she didnt wanna think of herself like the submissive one. but you both knew she did secretly love it.

something looked like it was bugging her, though. a weird look on her face as she softly spoke. “listen, baby. im not cheating on you, i promise. i’d never do that to you because you’re all i need. from now on i won’t go out as much, yeah?” she said, her words sounding sincere. looking back at your accusation now, it did sound silly. you knew deep down ellie would never do that to you, she loved you more than anyone. she wasn’t the best with words, but she managed to find a way to make it work.

“i know, im sorry i accused you. you know i really love you. just stop getting bratty with me, mhm?” you grin, voice filled with a teasing manner.

she held both of your arms, stroking the skin softly with her thumbs. she scoffs, “i know, ‘m sorry baby. i love you too.”

she smiles softly, almost too innocent considering she was bent over the bed moments ago.

[low-budget-korra]

Let's talk about how the Avatar creators don't know how to handle their own creation

Yes, I will forever be thankful for atla and tlok existence but I can't ignore how much they changed in the way they treat their own characters. Especially the women and the dark skinned ones

And yes, who am I to think I know more about the character than the ppl who wrote them? I know. But I just can't witness without saying anything

1. Katara in tlok

No, I didn't want her to fight and get her ass beat like Zuko. She is an old lady after all. And even tho I still think it's believable that after she got pregnant, she stepped out of the fight path and became a full time mom, bc I think it makes sense that she decided to be for her children the mother that she didn't have. But...

In Republic City see Aang big ass statue, we see Zuko's, we see Toph's, we see Sokka's, so where the hell is Katara's? In Jinora 's tattoo ceremony, where is Katara? It's like they forgot her existence sometimes.

What's her legacy in tlok? We see that Sokka was a respectable council, Toph was a respectable chef of police, Zuko regained the honor of his nation (we see there's no prejudice against firebenders, and ppl from Fire Nation) and Aang...well I don't even need to tell about. But where is Katara legacy?

And Suki...poor Suki tho. She is not even mentioned

2. Kuruk

As much as Kyoshi novels gave him more depth and cleaned his legacy. We need more about him. He is the Avatar ( apart from Wan and now Korra) that deals with the spirits. A book or a show about him, focusing on the spirits lore would do wonders for the Avatarverse.

He is prob the most underrated Avatar. Most of the randoms and even some fans still have this idea that he was a bad Avatar bc he only wanted to party and all. And Bryke does NOTHING to give him lore, to give him the attention he deserves.

Why they greenlight the Roku novels? The new show it seems that will deal a lot with spirits so why they choose Roku instead of a Kuruk novel where they could deep dive into this and prepare the fans for the new show? Make it make sense.

They don't care if ppl think Kuruk is useless. But they cared about Roku jokes enough to make him a novel and making him powerful

Ps: I know Bryke is not the one that wrote the novels but they are for sure the ones that approve or disapprove what's in them and which Avatar will have their novel and which will not

3. Korra

They don't hide anymore how much they hate Korra. Since Avatar became popular again, Korra suffered even more hate bc of this generation of incels and Bryke chose to please them instead of the fans. How long we don't have Korra content? The 10y anniversary went by and they didn't even make a post about it. No hq (apart from Mako and Bolin one that's was announced), no novel, no official art, no movie... Nothing. They want to erase her.

Not only this,but also shit on her legacy. And yeah, let's give the brown bissexual character who suffered unnecessary hate, more "reason" for ppl to hate her and bully her fandom 👍. A fandom that is full of woc and lgbt - two groups of ppl who already suffer hate just for exist.

"oh but they say she is the strongest Avatar ever" I DONT GIVE A FUCK. All I wanted (and all of a lot of fans wanted) is for them to treat her with respect and decency. Just like they treat Aang, Zuko, Toph, Sokka... They making her be the strongest is a "shut up" for her fans not to complain Abt them destroying her legacy

4. The disconnection with the fandom

With this show, they don't want to please the fans. They want to please the random audience, the one that jumps from show to show without joing the fandom. And this is bad because the Avatar Studios is not solidified in the industry yet. They need the Adult Gaang and the new show to be a success.

The problem is the majority of the fandom didn't want a new avatar right after Korra, I'm on other social medias, so other bubbles and I can guarantee this. Ppl wanted a show about Adult Gaang, older Korra, adaptation of Kyoshi and Yangchen novels, an new Avatar somewhere in the 10.000y cycle Wan started... Yet they choose none of this.

And why is it important to give the fans what they want now? Because this would allow AS to gain money and become a respectable studio, and only then go for more "dangerous" projects.

They want to please the fandom, the incels and the woke mob all at once and this never worked well. And they are about to retcon and prob pretend tlok didn't exist, just to please the incels

They recast all of the voices, and Aang's new VA is apparently pro-Israel. Like, they want to be "cool and representative" when casting only based on ethnicity but didn't bother to cast someone not pro genocide to play a genocide survivor? Talk about performative activism right there.

5. The Comics

I didn't read all of them but the ones I read show some of the worst mischaracterization I've seen. Asami, who never lost a fight and was always helpful, being a damsel in distress. Aang, one of the most emphatic characters of the Avatarverse showing empathy towards Ozai but not Azula? Pós book 4 Korra acting like b1 Korra, and getting her ass kicked by some random criminal? Azula being genuinely stupid? What the actual fuck?

Oh, and different from the Novels, the comics are written by at least one of the Bryke

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It's truly sad to see what they are doing with their creation and the fandom.

[writingdevil]

hello!! I hope this message finds you well,the idea of a smitten/broken/oppy polycule has been on my mind these past few days and i think itd be interesting to see you explore the dynamic of three people pleasers for vastly different reasons (one who does it for survival, one who does it for safety under a higher power, and one who wants to make everyone happy) and i think that them helping each other with their issues could be really sweet!! i personally kinda picture their dynamic to be something along the lines of um uh!!!

Oppurtunist: ah fuck we getting vulnerable

Broken: ah fuck we getting cared and loved for

Smitten: i love my bfs with issues <3 (claws pointed at his chest, preparing to rip his heart out again)

you dont have to do this if you dont want to!! i just i uh i um uh well uh *explodes*

(Wait, don't explode! I've been insane about this polycule ever since I got this request because I think it would be such an overwhelming amount of feelings, does that make sense? Smitten and Broken are happy to give their lives for love, or what they see as love, but Oppy would rather jump off a cliff than admit a single genuine emotion of his, but I think the other two would help bring that out in him. Anyways, enjoy!)

Let it be known that this entire situation came about because of dinner.

Now, Opportunist liked to consider himself a perceptive fellow, someone who could see all the weaknesses and blind spots that others didn't, which just gave him an opening to strike.

He will say, he hasn't necessarily found a reason to strike yet, but one could never be too prepared when it comes to other people and their unpredictable ways. So Opportunist liked to observe and take mental notes on his fellow flockmates, just to make sure that they could never surprise him or get the upper hand.

But there were two certain little birdies that had been taking up most of his attention.

Smitten and Broken.

Opportunist assumed that they would either be impossible to stand, or incredibly easy to befriend and use. In some strange way, it felt like both options had occurred.

In the time that they've learned to take control of their own lives and freedom, Opportunist had watched as they slowly realised that they had no princess to give their hearts to or be the purpose of their existence, and were consumed with grief.

Opportunist did his best to either steer clear of them, or offer them something in the hopes of placating them. Neither of them were particularly dangerous or useful in that state, so he just tried to be polite and respectful, because emotions like that were not his strong suit.

Thankfully though, they got better, and Opportunist hadn't realised how much he had missed the sound of Smitten's genuine, boisterous voice, or just the quiet presence of Broken that made the flock feel complete. Everything started to go back to normal.

But then Opportunist realised that Smitten and Broken hadn't just gotten closer. They had gotten together.

They would constantly be draped over one another, or giving each other loving gazes from across the room, and were even sharing a room, to Opportunist knowledge.

The actual idea of the two of them becoming a couple wasn't the thing that perplexed Opportunist. He's seen Paranoid sneak into Cold's room more times than he could count. That wasn't what Opportunist was hung up on.

It just-it kind of looked like two natural disasters coming together to fucking destroy the world, did it not?

Surely this relationship could only end in flames, but when he asked Hero if it was okay to let this slide, he just gave him a big, dumb smile and said that they were happy, and that was all that matters.

Whatever. Opportunist just tried to ignore the whole thing, even when it was hard to get the image of them kissing so softly out of his head-and he just wondered how much of their love was real.

One day, Opportunist went around the house, calling people for dinner. That was his job-he wasn't allowed to touch the food, but he can sure as hell be entrusted to get people to listen to him with the promise of food.

He hadn't exactly been thinking when he casually opened the door to Smitten's room.

"Smitten! Din-" Opportunist froze, one hand clutching the doorknob as he looked up, finding Smitten sitting at the edge of his bed, with a flushed Broken on his lap, with their arms around each other.

Oh, he had absolutely walked in on something.

"Sorry!" he squeaked out, but neither of them seemed to mind. Smitten waved one hand in the air while he used the other one to pull Broken closer, and Opportunist tried not to look at the movement too intensely.

"Nonsense, friend! You are quite alright," Smitten assured, and Opportunist chuckled nervously, taking a confident step into the room, noting how Broken was giving him a curious look.

"Well, I just came to say that dinner's ready, so you two lovebirds should probably come down soon." He saw the way they both glowed at the use of 'lovebirds' but didn't say anything.

Smitten planted a kiss on Broken's cheek, and Opportunist couldn't help but just stare at the action, until he realized that Broken was giving him a curious look.

He quickly looked away, spinning around as he said, "Well I'd better get to the others-"

"Is something wrong, Oppy?"

Opportunist froze, before frantically turning to face the couple again, with Smitten furrowing his brows in confusion at him, along with Broken still staring at him.

He waved a hand through the air and tried to act casual. "What? No, of course not! Everything's-" but then he paused, and his eyes lingered on the romantic hold they had in each other, and he couldn't fight the urge to ask, just this once.

He gripped the doorknob for support. "Actually, I do have a question-about you two."

Smitten smiled brightly, standing up while still holding Broken safely. "Of course, my kind friend, ask away! What part of our precious love story would you like to know?" Opportunist kept a pleasant smile on his face, even as Broken patted Smitten's shoulder and requested to be put down, which Smitten did without any hesitation.

"It's just-I suppose I wasn't expecting-this," Opportunist admitted, motioning to the two of them, "the two of you falling in love with each other."

"Oh, would you like me to tell you how it began? How our love first blossomed?"

"No," Opportunist was quick to stop Smitten there, taking a few steps into the room, attempting to remain interested but not too intrigued by their relationship. He shrugged, putting his arms behind his back as he said, "I guess it's just a little strange to me-being able to fall in love when it could hurt you so terribly." He took a tiny bit of sick enjoyment in watching Broken flinch at his words, but then Smitten was quick to grab his hand and whispered some reassurances in his ear.

Once he was sure his partner was okay, Smitten took a bold step before him, and Opportunist's breath hitched at the pure passion and determination in his eyes. His voice was firm yet not harsh as he said, "Love is a powerful force my friend, and I promise you that if you treat it with respect, it gives you that back tenfold." There was a heaviness in Smitten's words, one that even Opportunist could tell was coming from a sore place in Smitten's heart.

But he didn't want to delve deeper into that, for reasons he couldn't explain, so instead he just made a show of grimacing at the two of them, and casually threw out, "I just don't see the point of it, really." Opportunist tried to leave again, to escape this conversation that was continuing to make him feel nervous for some reason, until Smitten's voice cut through the tension.

"Let's make a deal, then."

Opportunist froze, then sent a look of confused interest over his shoulder. "What?"

Smitten glanced at Broken, who nodded his head in permission with a small smile on his face, and Smitten looked back at Opportunist, a dark intensity in his eyes that Opportunist's knees buckled at.

"Let's make a deal. You spend one week with us, as part of our relationship, and we'll prove to you that love is a beautiful, worthwhile thing." It wasn't exactly the love itself that Opportunist had a problem with, but who was falling in love, but he couldn't say that. So he spun back around confidently and asked, "You think a week is enough time to convince me?"

Smitten arched a brow as he looked him up and down. "With you, my fellow? More than enough."

Opportunist was so blinded by mortification that he didn't even think before shaking on it.

Day One

Opportunist was determined to get through this week by acting as aloof towards their affections as possible. He was going to come out of this deal the victor, to prove that some loves weren't meant to be. He wasn't sure why he needed to prove it so badly, but he just did.

Thankfully, on the first day, Smitten and Broken just took him on a peaceful walk. They did insist on holding both of his hands, but Opportunist managed to push the warmth of their touches away long enough to hold a conversation with them.

He was definitely going to win this.

Day Two

They didn't do anything particularly exciting, except for lounge about and talk all day, taking turns preening each other. The act of pretending to not care about this whole thing grew harder when they wouldn't leave his side, but the feel of Smitten so delicately preening his precious feathers, did help loosen him up-even to the point of falling asleep around them.

That didn't mean anything. Everyone grew a little sleepy during preening, that didn't mean anything about Smitten or Broken, or that Opportunist actually felt safe around them. No way.

He still had everything under control.

Day Three

This was when things started to go downhill for him.

Opportunist had been sharing a bed with the couple, because when they expressed concern over not wanting him to be uncomfortable, Opportunist just dug his heels in further and said that he was completely fine with it-a lie, which was his first mistake.

Opportunist doesn't remember much about his nightmare-but there was just heat surrounding him on all sides, and there were cuts in his palms, and when he looked up he saw her. He wanted her to go away but she was stuck and she was stuck because of him. He did this. He caused this.

He was evil he was evil he was evil-

"Oppy?"

Opportunist gasped as he woke up, body wracked with shaking as he laid between Smitten and Broken, frantically blinking to peer into the darkness of the bedroom.

"Oppy, are you okay?" That was Broken, whispering softly to him. He was staring up at him with concern all over his face, his hand itching to reach out, but it never touched Opportunist.

Opportunist couldn't do anything but stare at Broken for a few tense minutes, his brain trying to come to terms that he wasn't in danger, and that his dreams couldn't hurt him right now.

Every one of them got nightmares, but Opportunist made sure to never let that show in front of the others, that his mind and his choices tortured him just like everyone else. He handled his nightmares in his own company, by panting and quietly crying into his pillow, so that nobody could hear him breaking down.

He hadn't had a nightmare in ages, so he hadn't been concerned about that-but life just loved to screw him over.

He gripped the sheets underneath him as Broken continued to look at him with that pity, that tenderness that meant he saw Opportunist as weak and pathetic, so he had to ignore how badly his body shook right now, and he attempted to smile at Broken.

The smile was wobbly and it hurt his face to stretch his skin like that when he was physically holding back a breakdown at the same time, but he pushed through, and tried to keep his tone light and friendly as he said, "I'm fine, Broken," hoping his voice didn't break halfway through. "I'm a-absolutely okay right n-now." Oh god, was he stuttering?

He could feel tears pooling in his eyes, but he frantically blinked them away before Broken could see. "N-Nothing's wro-"

But then he felt soft hands cupping his face, and Broken was pressing up against him, and Opportunist could feel his heart beating against his own rapid one.

He couldn't tear his eyes away from Broken as he whispered to him, "You don't have to keep all the hurt inside you, y'know?" Broken ran his thumbs over Opportunist's cheeks, and he suddenly felt like everything within him was bursting to be let out, all the good and rotten parts that he tried to ignore most of the time, an impenetrable wall that he was convinced would hold.

But a stupid nightmare and a sympathetic little birdie were quickly changing that.

Broken glanced down at his chest, right where his heart was pounding furiously, and he said, "It's okay to let yourself feel bad, Oppy," but he said with such a heaviness, like Broken understood having his life being one performance-and he guessed worshipping counted as a performance. But it was the fact that he knew and he was telling Opportunist that he understood him, that it was okay to let those feelings that you hate out-that made his face crumble as sobs consumed his whole body.

Hot tears cascaded down his face as he sobbed as quietly as he could, and Broken hugged him close, and he found himself practically clutching Broken against him, too scared to be alone anymore.

Broken whispered reassurances to him and rubbed his back, and from behind Opportunist, he heard Smitten-who had been fast asleep up until now-twist around with a soft noise of concern in the back of his throat. He turned around and threw an arm around Opportunist, sliding up against his back and pressing his face against his neck, and Opportunist might have cried harder from how nice it all felt, to not have to perform in this moment.

He wasn't sure how long he cried for, but he does remember having a much easier time sleeping with Broken and Smitten cuddling him.

Day Four

After the chaos that was last night, Opportunist wanted nothing more than to lock himself in his own room and fade away from reality under the comfort and safety of his own blankets.

He told himself that he didn't want to see Broken and Smitten, because he knew they'd want to talk about it, and Opportunist would much rather die than do that.

But to his surprise, when the lovebirds eventually found him, they didn't ask about his nightmare at all. In fact, they were sat around the kitchen table with a deck of cards, asking if he wanted to play with them.

He-doesn't get asked to play games a lot.

It was actually quite fun, even if Smitten wasn't very good at it. But Broken was unexpectedly very good at cards, and Opportunist even found that he lost a round to him once.

The embarrassment and heaviness from last night was slowly leaving his body, and was being replaced with a warmth in his chest-but that surely meant nothing, right?

Day Five

Opportunist had actually found the time to be alone-or more accurately, Broken had finally decided that he could be trusted to not break down in tears.

Opportunist knew that them playing cards with him was just a way to make him feel better after his nightmare, and while he appreciated it, he felt like he needed to repay them somehow.

Usually, his first reasoning for this would be so that they couldn't use their acts of kindness against him in some way, but today, he just felt like showing his thanks to them. Which was weird for him, but he didn't look too deep into it.

So he spent the whole morning thinking of how to show his appreciation, and what he came up with wasn't exactly original or jaw dropping, but Opportunist wasn't exactly a romantic guy.

Once he had his gift, he then spent the rest of the day worrying if they'll like it, if it was even good enough for them, and if he should just forget it-

"Opportunist, my dear!"

Opportunist yelped as he spun around, keeping his arms securely behind his back.

He had just been leisurely walking around their garden, when Smitten suddenly surprised him. He watched as Smitten arched a brow in curiosity, tilting his head slightly as he looked down at his hidden arms, and for good measure, Opportunist wrapped his wings around his arms as well.

"Smitten! Hi! How are you? What is it?" God, he's never sounded so nervous before. Why? It was just Smitten.

But the way Smitten beamed at him made his breath hitch, and when he took a step forward, Opportunist found it difficult to not take a step back, that he felt like keeping his distance would keep his head clear right now.

"Well, I haven't seen you all day, and I was starting to get worried." Opportunist's face fell in surprise. "Wait, really?"

Smitten nodded firmly. "Of course, Broken was beginning to get lonely without you."

Confusion and warmth started to mix in Opportunist's head, and he wasn't sure if he could think straight like this. "But-But he has you, shouldn't that be enough?"

Smitten then smiled at him in a way as if he knew something that Opportunist didn't, and instead asked, "What's behind your back?"

Opportunist felt his feathers betray him by fluffing up in that moment, and he looked down at the ground in embarrassment as he muttered, "Just-something for you."

Smitten gasped. "For me? Darling, you shouldn't have!" Opportunist had to try extremely hard not to think about how nice it had felt to be called darling, and the amount of heat and butterflies rising within him was beginning to be too much to bear, so Opportunist just squeezed his eyes shut and stuck his arms out in front of him. "Here!"

There was silence, until Opportunist felt Smitten take the gift out of his hands, and then he opened his eyes.

Smitten was staring down at the bouquet of red roses in awe and wonder, and Opportunist was quick to explain, "I-I remember roses being your favourite, but I wasn't sure about Broken. I just wanted to give you both something to say thank you-for helping that night."

He tried to look at anywhere that wasn't Smitten's face, but his eyes were always drawn back to how sweet he was looking at the flowers. Then that sweetness was directed at him as Smitten said, "Thank you so much, my dear." But then he stepped closer to him, leaning his head to the side in order to give him a peck on the cheek, and Opportunist panicked, quickly stumbling back a step as he blurted out, "I need to ask you a question!"

Smitten paused, and Opportunist wasn't sure why he had said that, only that they were getting into dangerous territory that they needed to back away from, but he might as well ask at this point.

"But the question might-hurt you," Opportunist nervously added, but Smitten just nodded in permission, a more calm and serious look on his face.

Opportunist couldn't find it within him to ask this question with confidence, so his voice came out soft and uncertain as he asked, "How do you know that what you have with Broken is-real?" He took a deep breath, and continued, "How do you know that the two of you aren't just using each other to fill the hole that she left? How can you be so sure that this time, you won't hurt each other?"

Opportunist found enough courage to look Smitten in the eye, and was surprised to not find him brimming with rage at the thought of his love being anything less than pure. He was staring down at the flowers with a bittersweet expression, and then he shrugged, an action that seemed weird on Smitten.

"I suppose," he began, "that I may have-struggled to adapt without the princess, and that my love for her wasn't always-good." It seemed like Smitten was having trouble articulating himself, as if a part of him was still ashamed at what he had done.

"But Broken understood how I felt, to a degree, and there was a comfort in that, that we both understood how the other was feeling, that we weren't alone. It wasn't just Broken, you know. The others tried to help fill the hole in our hearts, until I realised that the hole wasn't from me missing the princess."

"Really?" Smitten chuckled, and finally looked up at him, taking another confident step forward, and this time Opportunist couldn't find the strength to back away. Smitten smiled lovingly at him, and whispered, "It was from not expressing my love to everything I adored." Then he pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, and Opportunist's knees trembled.

He's not so sure what to think anymore.

Day Six

They were in bed again, and Opportunist was lying down with Broken laying on top of him, and Smitten sitting up to his right, reading a story to them.

Broken hadn't been feeling the best, so they decided to stay in and keep him company, and Opportunist busied himself with rubbing a hand up and down his back for comfort.

Everything was quiet and peaceful, but Opportunist's brain felt like it had melted into nothing, like he had no thoughts other than love.

He thought that Smitten and Broken's relationship would be doomed to fail, but their capacity for love only seemed to make them stronger. They weren't going to fall back into that darkness, not when they had someone pulling them back from it.

Broken squirmed above him, and Opportunist looked down, watching as Broken sighed as he rested against his chest.

Broken wasn't as depressing as Opportunist initially thought. He was actually incredibly perceptive of how others were feeling when his head was clear, and Opportunist found a comfort in knowing that he wouldn't be turned away for breaking down in front of Broken.

Broken felt his staring, and lifted his head to stare back at him, and Opportunist could feel his heart pounding against his chest, and so could Broken probably.

Broken's voice was an almost silent whisper as he asked, "Do you want to kiss me?" Opportunist's mind went blank as he nodded, and Broken smiled, and then they were both leaning in to kiss each other.

It felt good. It felt soft, and it felt safe.

"Finally." Then there was Smitten, and the sound of the book being tossed, before Opportunist felt hands cupping his face, and he was brought into the hungry mouth of Smitten.

Smitten was passion, and he set every inch of Opportunist aflame, so strong that he mind was struggling to keep up with him. But it felt real. It felt like love, from the both of them.

Opportunist wasn't even mad that he really didn't last the week.

[chomping-sicknasty]

Heinz's heritage and relationship to his home culture has always interested me. coming from an immigrant family who was really poor and rural, when my family got to the us there was an effort to "americanize" ourselves. we still keep ties to our culture of course but most of us havent visited the homeland since leaving. and theres been a noticable effort to distance ourselves from our poor and struggling past. (Im sure some previously poor kids will understand or see this in their own relatives. Trying to overcompensate financially, being more materialistic/consumeristic, marrying into rich families/pressure from relatives to "marry rich") This has been going on for some 30 odd years

Heinz's homeland was a bit different from ours, but the fact is theres a lot of negative association with Childhoods and "Home". In most of his backstories there is some reference to cultural customs that he couldnt fit into, abuse/abandonment/neglect, having to fend for himself. Theres so much fear tied to Drusselstein, i would imagine. I can barely remember any scenes of the show where he shares something from Drusselstein in a positive light. And considering him living in the usa for most of his life now, im sure his style, personality, likes and dislikes, and the social norms he practices, has changed dramatically compared to when he was a kid.

His homeland is a touchy subject but not one he ever strays from mentioning. He mentions Drusselstein a LOT. And even goes back to visit (to see his abusive father no less, and give him the garden gnome they lost- both a cultural staple AND point of trauma for heinz) (and another time he goes is to retake the driving test which he is TERRIFIED of).

What i find most interesting is the fact Heinz confronts his past and the culture he grew up in pretty often. He's definitely aware to how its influenced him and hurt him. But when it comes to americanization...well lets look at Roger

Roger, who could easily pass for american-born. He has made considerable effort to rid himself of his previous accent and replace it for an american one. He has successfully imbeded himself into american society- widely accepted and loved, holding office for a considerable amount of years, always dressed professionally, wealthy. Roger has grasped american customs and fit into them incredibly well. But, unlike Heinz, he also keeps positive ties with the family. In all of Heinz backstories, it seems Roger did just fine in Drusselstein.

We also dont get to see much of Roger or get an idea of him outside of Heinz's lens. I have no doubt Roger americanized himself for the same reason many others do- to survive. But when it comes to the pair of them, i would say Roger has an easier time understanding social power and wanted to aquire that in america- much like how he had social power back in their homeland by being the family favorite and performing his social roles well in childhood.

Despite the fact that Heinz's experiences in Drusselstien were more traumatic and negative than Roger's, it seems Heinz is the one that still has the strongest tie to their homeland. It is a central part of his character and his behaviors. He has grown into american culture like most people who immigrated young, but to him, Drusselstein was like Yesterday. I would like to speculate more into if theres any part of Drusselsteinian culture he cherishes. But i cant really remember if there were any foods or traditions or events that left a positive impact on him.

Not really a solid conclusion here but overall. I really am interested by the messy and complicated relationship Heinz has with his status as an immigrant and his hometown. Its such a wound in the way only a childhood home can wound you.

[fishyfcuk]

superboy 1993 #59

(okay rant-ish(?) thing: im sure yall havent noticed/dont care but i feel like i dont post superboy nearly as much as i do others and tbh its def bc it took me So Long to get into. and its not bc i dont like him, hes one of my favorite dc characters. its fully bc of tana and knockout, i could not stand that shit. and the fact that none of the adults around kon said anything abt it??? like wtaf. omfg and tana breaking up w him bc he wasnt mature enough, like obviously mf hes literally fucking 16?? his brain is at a wildly different stage of development compared to her, thats deadass biologically impossible. and she made it out to be his fault that he wasnt maturing like she wasnt a literal grown ass woman that shouldnt have been around him anyway? like jfc how was she not embarrassed to literally be picking her boyfriend up from high school??? and why did the teachers not say jack shit? AND THE FUCKING TRUANCY OFFICER?? bro was so concerned abt kon getting an education bc hes underage but was absolutely silent abt his 20 smth girlfriend. and when knockout was going after him tana was just Jealous, she wasnt like hm this is disgusting hes a teenager. but ig she wouldnt considering shes also an actual predator

anyways

the reason this is tana-centric is bc im pissed that the writers seemed to realize kons relationship w knockout was wrong but then went and acted like his and tana's relationship was fine

in conclusion, im past all that shit now and i'll be posting more sb93/94 (ik it's called sb94 but the comic run literally started in 93 so that makes no fucking sense to me)

js has to get ts out of my system, now back to our regularly scheduled program 🫡

[tanukitsuneko-suki]

w episode 2 thoughts:

- wait lol philip can go out to the ground floor?? for some reason i thought he’s just stuck in the basement like he’s shotaro’s pet researcher lmao 😭

- this fuckass t-rex head

- wait hold on guys this guy with the red dot scarf kinda looks hot

- i’ve thought the girlfriend is involved with the gaia memory since last episode btw ☝️ idk if that’s right but i’m locking that guess in

- “would this make me superhuman?” lol he’s not gonna advertise that the gaia memory will make him a god, would he “if i had to describe it, i’d say you would become a god” ah okay

- kirihiko 🥰

- hmm…marrying in the family because he’s a good salesman and he has successfully courted the sister? hmm.. that’s not right. suspicious

- philip’s so funny he’s like yea sure i can do that to whichever library demands sho has

- it’s cute..hmmm….

- they probably know that philip only has “almost all the knowledge in the world” because they tried looking for the people supplying the gaia memories and they can’t find any about them

- binder clips in his hair. what an icon

- the way they need three keywords to find the answer they’re looking for…welcome back persona 5

- ah fuck i messed up the fanart i didn’t know he had leather strap bracelets 😭

- ah

- “shall i give you my prediction for what will happen next, shotaro?” “…” “you will naively attempt to reason with a dastardly criminal and nearly be killed” sorry this interaction felt like a PUNCH to the GUT. shotaro having a heroic streak that puts him in harm’s way and philip’s all too aware of that?? scolding him. Sarcastically. fuck okayyyyyyyyyy AWOOGA

- why is the cute demure twink suddenly suggesting murder

- he’s not at all what you guys advertised lmao 😭😭 i thought he’s cutesy and nice and fluffy 😭 “you have to eliminate her” okay damn

- like i wasn’t expecting him to be an angel (i was) im just cackling at him and his grey morality (i like it)

- literal DEVIL over shotaro’s shoulder 😭😭😭😭😭

- deathly entertained over mr philip double. what’s wrong with him

- HE PUNBCHED HIM

- LOL LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

- WAIT THEYRE HAVING A BREAK UP IN EPISODE 2?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

- IT’S BEEN TEN MINUTES SINCE THE EPISODE STARTED 😭😭😭😭

- this actress is really good?? earlier while it was unconfirmed i thought that the girlfriend’s acting kinda sucks, very saccharine and fake, and now that she ‘dropped all pretenses’ the acting went up a notch. wow… they’re too good at acting that they can act as if they’re bad at acting…..

- MOTHER

- I’M SAD SHE PROBABLY DIES THIS EPISODE BC. MOTHER

- if u caught me replaying 13:05 for hours do NOT say anything

- “idiot! why did you follow me!?” “i was worrieddddd 😭😭(Ｔ＿Ｔ)” I LOVE HERRRRRR

- mother swallow me whole instead 😔💔💔 men aint shit

- philip rolling in with a lecture i bet…they must have done this break up - get back together routine for quite a while now

- shotaro’s 🙁🧍🧍 has me giggling 😭😭 he’s so contrite…. Dw you did your best

- “why did you hit me?” *holds out hand* there’s a specific feeling i have for this scene. i feel it a lot for tokusatsu. i will draw it eventually

- shotaro you’re so stupid /pos

- THEGDJESHHS THEY CALL EACH OTHER AIBOU??!?!:!!.!.!.!.!! WAOW

- i wonder what the puns for their names are

- OH MY GOD THEIR ARMS FORM A W HAHAHAHAHAHA

- does he just faint. i think it’s funny that they just make him faint. a princess….

- GIGGLING WAY TOO HARD AT PHILIP’S ACTOR PROBABLY MASTERING HOW TO STUNT FALL THROUGHOUT THIS SERIES

- “what’s your special talent” “i know how to faint without getting injured”

- girl please dont wake him up what if they detransform 😭😭

- makes sense why they had build transform with the whackiest powers. w already got to the stereotypical ones

- just tossed him there. i guess philip’s also in the body so like. maybe it’s fine

- do they get better in syncing up their voices later in the series bc atm it sounds funny as hell

- is he naked 🙁 a little upsetting to see

- oh my god get a towel or something dude

- ass out in television??? what about the kids

- need his ass to go away faster

- hey are his dick and balls hanging too

- why the fuck is he typing in romaji 😭😭😭 this pretentious bitch 😭😭 englishaboo

- i cant get over it it’s literally so useless for jp and english speakers is it bc the typewriter he bought had english characters only 😭😭😭😭 making himself miserable for the aesthetic

- how i feel calling gentoku “gen-san”

- messed up his page…type that again sho-chan

- akiko I Love You

- philip at the back simply amazed. i love you too son

[disgracedaantt]

yellowjackets s3 ep3 theory

ok so I havent seen anyone point this out yet, but im pretty sure the girls are still starving? this ties in with the whole yellow filter theory (is there a actual name for that btw?) Because I think things aren't what they seem!!!

(spoilers for s3 ahead be warned)

so, we're shown in episode 1 that the girls have set up a functional animal farm AND we're told by Gen that there is plenty of deer to be hunted. this, along with the fact that they are willing to expend a lot of energy and time playing games like capture the bone and have a fairly extravagant feast implies that the girls (and travis) are all doing well in terms of food. however, in both episodes 1 and 3 we are shown evidence that directly contrasts this idea!!!

first example happens with Coach Ben in episode 1 when he comes across the food stash. we know that out of everyone he has probably been showing the most thruthful version of the wilderness (see the Jackie feast scene). so, right before he finds the pit we're shown an empty rabbit(?) trap that he resets. this on its own doesn't necessarily mean anything other than he got unlucky, but we've also been repeatedly shown since season 1 (when he taught the girls how to hunt and field dress animals) that he's got a good grasp on outdoor survival even with his missing leg. i dont think we see him catch or find any food during that whole sequence until he finds the food stash, which is a bit odd considering that according to the girls there is plenty of food to be found, which ties into my second point: Akilah's hallucination.

immediately after finding the berry bushes in her hallucination sequence she begins eating them incredibly fast and almost aggressively (like shes STARVING), when within the girls own reasoning there should be no reason for her to react so manically. we are told explicitly in episode 2 by Nat that there are plenty of berry bushes in multiple different areas (one of which being where we know Coach Ben is, so shouldn't he, an experienced outdoorsman, have been able to locate some, hm?). so we can deduce that akilahs reaction probably isnt just excitement at having fresh fruit! she was also one of the girls who were being served food at the feast, so we know that she just had access to a fair amount of food in the last day or so, so there shouldnt be any reason for to be as hungry as she seems

those are my main 2 examples of the fact that there doesnt seem to be nearly as much food as the girls are saying there is, but id also like to point out the fact that Mari ate a fucking bat? like it was likely just part of the ruse to get the bear spray from Coach Ben, but also thats one hell of a risk for her to take considering that bats are well known (even in the 90s) carriers of rabies. and while shes not the sharpest tool in the shed, she has shown that shes intelligent enough to trick both shauna and ben, so its not totally far out to assume shes smart enough to know that. and frankly i dont know if id be willing to risk getting rabies or some other disease unless im actually starving so, just pointing that out :)

id also like to point out that the feast in episode 1 looks a lot like the hallucination from when they ate Jackie! including the way the table is set up and the outfits!!! which makes me think that along with the weird yellow filter that all of that is just an idealized version of reality that the girls are projecting

also back to the animal farm, how did they manage to catch live rabbits? as someone whos owned multiple rabbits, its basically fucking impossible to catch them when they get loose outside and dont want to be caught, which im assuming since these are WILD rabbits that they do not. also, as many have pointed out, that they also have a domesticated breed of duck? could be just an unintentional thing, but considering how in depth and full of meaning every other detail of the show is id be surprised if it wasnt intentional!

tl:dr: the yellowjackets say they have a lot of food, but never actually show them catching or finding any and act like they are starving when presented with food. (and Mari eats a fucking bat) so methinks they are not doing as good as they say they are

sry this got long and rambly and idk maybe this is all a reach and im grasping at straws but i thought id just put it out there in case someone else thought the same. im not a theorist so pls do not eviscerate me if this sounds stupid pls and thank u :)

[iron-sides]

Oh This Is My Moment (guy who likes reccing fics almost more than reading them)

ok this is just kind of a dsmp grab bag from my bookmarks so it swings wildly around the length & vibe spectrums but its pretty much all tommyinnit centric. uh. so heads up lol altho theres a lot of bench trio I Think (also warning a fair bit of sbi for sure possibly more than bench trio so if ur like I Dont Read Sbi Anymore uh. sorry) also i tried to avoid like huge fandom faves like passerine/butterfly reign/devil town/event horizon just bc the liklihood u havent read them is Small-- also superhero aus for similar reasons. ok no more disclaimers i prommy fic time now!

in all their bashful glory

2.5k words of pure cclingy fluff. its beautiful. its so good. complete. i love her.

humans are space velociraptors

series incomplete but work one isnt! ur lookin at a little under 200k words of space au that really utilizes the language barrier in some really cool ways!! ALSO! human tubbo :D this one tends slightly angstier but i personally feel its pretty well balanced out- it functions similarly to a Humans Are Space Orcs tumblr post but like a bunch of them that go together? one of the more popular fics on this list but i reread it recently and its still so good !! mostly sbi but Also really really good clingyduo (you will notice there's a lot of that)

ours poetica by @zeeskeit-writes-sometimes

another long, angsty, fairly popular one, but this time it's tragically incomplete at 77k words :( BUT i can never say no to slam poetry au ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is another sbi one but not like Happy Family sbi its like. angsty. warning the poems are GREAT but it does get super dark tommy attempts suicide onscreen iirc (its been a few years BUT i cant do a dsmp reclist without ours poetica i think about her All The Time)

Unconnected Magic Fics

also 70k words BUT this is a benchtrio magic hurt/comfort series (tommyinnit centric im an inniter what can i say)! tommyinnit can now read minds! (hurt/comfort ensues) tommyinnit can no longer lie! (hurt/comfort ensues) beeduo can now read tommyinnits mind! (hurt/comfort ensues) etc etc

Rewind/Remix by @a-non-ymouswriter

this series is THE clingyduo bible its THE dsmp time travel fic its THE protegee tommy au you dont understand its SO GOOD ‼️ tragically abandoned sitting @ 290k words (idk why all the long ones r first i prommy theyre not ALL rlly long) BUT its so good. like its so good. future protegee tommy and former president tubbo are from EGGPOCALYPSE FUTURE which is awesome and IN eggpocalypse future nikis president. it rocks. its so great. dream has like tattooed the loyalty enchantment on protegee tommy like its CRAZY its so good. but again incomplete very incomplete :( idk if thats a dealbreaker for u but it is for the irl i usually am reccing to so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

talk to me by @doodlebloo

ik everyone knows and loves doodlebloo but im reccing this anyway its so good. its so good. i love them (cclingy) 5k words, complete

treatise on sin and vice

you dont understand it goes SO HARD. 7k word screenplay, complete. just trust me okay just read it its so good just trust me. take me my hand. its so good.

the snow king

SO GOOD!! ok so u know hit fairytale the snow queen? what if the snow queen was philza minecraft and the two friends were tommyinnit and tubbo underscore. 135k words, complete, another cclingyduo classic that i think about constantly. the worldbuilding is SO cool

i no longer know if i wish to drown myself in love, vodka, or the sea

ok self promo time :)) I have!! a beeduo fic!! shes 592 words! its about how crazy weird it must be to live with the ghost of someone you used to love :) i dont remember why i thought tubbo and michael moved into ranboos house after he died but i promise its a good fic anyway ! :D

can someone reccomend me dsmp fics. I just rewalized i cant remember the last time i read a fic

[httpiastri]

as happy as i am for lissie and marcus (even though I knew they were already together because I literally watched them make out with my own two eyes) it was honestly my last straw. I’m so tired of seeing everybody on my social feeds happy and in relationships when I’ve just had the worst week of my life and have basically given up on falling in love because if I can’t even drive how am I going to go to places where I’ll meet people?!?!? i have spent every Valentine’s Day alone while my friends go on elaborate dates and I’m just so so tired

not the make out sesh 😩 oh to see them with my own two eyes irl... what a pretty sight it would be

this got quite personal and hit a little too close to home so im putting a lil keep reading thing

love :(( i’m truly sorry you feel this way... but god i felt this ask so much... first of all, i'm really sorry about you having a bad week. it's completely fine to feel the way you're feeling, it must really suck, but i'm sure you'll get the license and you'll be driving shortly!! i am keeping my fingers crossed for you ❤️

i’ve always been very calm about relationships and love, very much “i’m not in a rush” and “it’ll come when it’s time”. i’ve always been a hopeless romantic but i haven’t been stressed about it – i’ve always been so busy that i haven’t really had time for love, and i've been okay with hearing about friends and their great love lives while i've spent pretty much every weekend and holiday alone at home. but… eventually, it becomes exhausting, you know? when falling in love for real just seems so far away and like something so hard to achieve in some way....

i also kind of feel you on the driving part... i decided not to get my license for a bunch of reasons, and idk how i'll get around without driving... but also as i am still living with my parents, it just seems impossible to meet someone, because where would i bring them? home to meet my snooping parents?? no way

i think we just gotta hold on to the hope that when it is the right time, it will happen. i don't believe in the whole "don't rush it" thing, i think that we're all allowed to seek and chase love if we want to, but i also think it's okay to take a step back and just breathe and be okay with the situation. unfortunately, our current day society is so formed around relationships, soft launches and hard launches and dinner date pics on insta and public proposal videos, that i feel like the pressure easily gets overwhelming. there's also something in the way that people think other people's love lives is any of their business, like friends and relatives asking me why i don't have a boyfriend, as if a partner is something i need to live my life? surely it would make it better, but i don't need to be reminded and hurt yet again over the fact that i'm alone, when i'm just trying to move on in life...

i'm trying to stay patient, open to any opportunity, and remembering that social media is merely a highlight reel and not reality. i hope you too can find peace in remembering that things will get better, we just have to work through this first. we will get through it and come out stronger on the other side. darling, if you ever need something from me, want to rant, or anything else, know that my messages and inbox are always open 💗

[realbeefman]

robert chase one of the characters of all time. hes blonde. he went to seminary school. he purposefully murdered a patient. he’s a vapid slut. allergic to strawberries. was caption of his college bowling team. desperately needs to be on antidepressants. he’s divorced. his ex-wife was/is in love with his dadboss. it’s heavily implied that this is part of why he married her to begin with. he’s been fired multiple times but he keeps coming back like a fucked-up obedient boomerang. he’s the best surgeon in the hospital. all this while having the personality of a sopping wet cardboard box of corn flakes that somebody poured milk into and let mildew.

[why-the-heck-not]

the scarf is coming along and soon I'll have to get used to wearing *gasp* actual colors that aren't black or grey or so dark they could be mistaken for black when it's dark out