#personal satisfaction

[mikailborg]

I write for me. Sometimes, that means no one reads it. Sometimes, as blessedly happened recently, my stuff is so interestingly different that an editor couldn’t help but use it. Next time: who knows? Not changing.

Don't you think you owe it to readers to give them what they want?

No? What an odd take. Read my fic or don't.

[magentasnail]

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[spirity0]

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[lilislegacy]

i’m just gonna come out and say it

if luke comes back in a future book, i hope percy is taller than him now.

[too-many-lavellans]

Just went in for a snack, honest 🍎💋

(Please don't tag/comment with your Rook, thanks)

[tinynerdycthulu]

tbh i dunno why so many sj apologists are anti-yqy. because like????? he is your mascot. he was the originator. the head honcho of excusing sj's levels of unmitigated villainy. look into my eyes and tell me that qi ge wouldn't blush and kick his feet if he saw xiao jiu commit murder. actually we don't NEED to imagine bc jiumei did just that and yue qi just grabbed his hand and ran, no thoughts head empty. arson? child abuse?? yue qi doesn't care. whatever makes xiao jiu happy <3

[hitsuyou-fukaketsu]

But Jiang Cheng is proud and competitive to a fault, and it’s been driving him mad not to be able to beat one man in single combat. To finally have him at the other end of his sword is both thrilling and immensely satisfying. And to see him so sprawled out on the ground – braced on his elbows like an ordinary person, undignified, chest rising and falling with exertion – makes this petty little victory taste sweeter than anything. Jiang Cheng holds his gaze a moment longer, then tips his chin up with the point of his sword. “Well?” he says, cocking an eyebrow.

This Is Not A Courtship (Said the Bridesgroom to the Suitor) by @midnightsnapdragon

[bliss-in-the-void]

No bc Satoru has this whole hallucination-dream-limbo sequence where he’s talking to Suguru about how he wanted to give Sukuna his all to get through to him and show him how he understood his loneliness only to have Suguru go “…you’re making me jealous.”

As an author, what Gege did here is genius because that is such a loaded statement to make in response to Satoru processing his fight with Sukuna. It can mean so many different things and we, the audience, are free to interpret exactly how Suguru meant it.

On one hand, you can say he said he was jealous because he wanted to be the one Satoru fought with all his might. He wanted to be as strong as Satoru, to match him in prowess, and hearing that Sukuna was the one to do it instead made him jealous.

On the other hand, you can say that he said he was jealous because Satoru recognized that Sukuna was lonely and wanted to get through to him, something that he was too late to recognize in Suguru when he was descending into madness, and that in turn made Suguru jealous because it was as if Satoru was saying “I recognized the loneliness in him and wanted to do something about it” when he failed to do that same thing with Suguru.

I personally interpret it the second way more (the first one is very valid, but I just see things the second way), because of the next lines.

He made Suguru cry. While laughing. Once again, holy shit is that such a loaded scene. What did Suguru’s tears mean? We have never seen him cry before. Not when Riko died, not at any point when he was losing his mind, not even when he died by Satoru’s hand. So why, when Satoru said he wished Suguru was there to wish him luck before he fought, did he finally get brought to such strong emotion that he cried?

Was it because he was happy to hear that Satoru still thought of him, even in his final moments?

Was it because after all these years, Satoru never thought ill of him and pictured him there beside him, and he was relieved?

Was it because he regretted making the choices he did that led to him not being there by Satoru’s side?

Or, in a very indirect way, was it an admission of love from Satoru that made Suguru happy?

I wonder that, because of these panels from Chapter 238:

Kashimo asked Sukuna, “if you’re so satisfied being alone, why did you refuse to die and turn yourself into cursed fingers?”

Sukuna’s response is, “Love is worthless. I’ve never needed anyone to satisfy me.”

Which is a directly opposing statement to the one that Satoru had just made to Suguru.

Sukuna: I only have to worry about myself and I get to do as I please. I am satisfied by myself. I don’t need love.

Satoru: I worried about everyone else my entire life and I was controlled by the society. I was not satisfied, but I would have been if you had been there with me, Suguru.

That. Is. Powerful. Those panels imply that love is what made Satoru weak. He did not feel complete because he didn’t have Suguru. He had all of the power in the world, he had status, he had students that depended on him, other friends even, and he still was not satisfied because Suguru wasn’t there.

Sukuna on the other hand recognized how detrimental love was because of what it did to people, how it made them weak, and he decided he didn’t need it.

Those panels were such an indirect-direct conversation between Satoru and Suguru.

Essentially, they were saying:

Suguru: You fought with all of your might and I wish that you recognized my loneliness so that I could have been there with you

Satoru: I was at the peak of my power and I had the weight of the world on my shoulders, and I was allowed to go all-out to fight yet I just wanted you to be there with me

It’s just. Ugh. They’re saying they want each other in the most infuriatingly roundabout way.

[soup-of-the-daisies]

cannot stop thinking about that meta that’s like “voldemort’s ultimate goal was to simply destroy the british wizarding world” because it makes so much sense. tom riddle was a poor, orphaned, assumed muggleborn boy with a (most likely) ‘commoner’ accent and a distaste for humanity who sorted into slytherin, the hogwarts house infamous for being filled with loud rich bigots. tom riddle, with his background, could not have possibly been very popular those first few years of his schooling. tom riddle would’ve loathed the lot of them, all those arrogant, spoiled rich kids boasting about their family line. finding out he was the heir of slytherin would have been both a relief (he has something to fit in) and a jackpot (if they knew, they’d bow before him). and he uses that heritage later, when ‘tom riddle’ has disappeared and a stranger called ‘voldemort’ appears in his place. the fanatics literally kiss his feet.

voldemort is canonically a genius. he would’ve known that non-magical blood doesn’t make you dirty or less talented, because he himself is the prime example of that. espousing the bigoted pureblood agenda was simply the easiest way to gain power over the ones in power—all to send society crumbling to the ground from the inside. he takes over the ministry and ruins it, taking the first steps in tearing down the establishment; he kills regardless of blood, implying he doesn’t give one flying fuck what your heritage is; he tries to destroy the sorting hat, which would render the concept of ‘houses’ void.

personally i think it’s very interesting and appealing to put this interpretation in the context of tomarry/harrymort. i’ve always HC’d that harry will grow tired when he’s older, after he’s saved the wizarding world once (at the expense of his own happiness and well-being) and sees that nothing has changed or will change. that voldemort was a symptom, not the disease. that he and hermione and ron keep struggling, working themselves to the bone to make their world more fair and to suppress and eradicate the rampant underlying bigotry, but that it just won’t take.

and with an older harry, an embittered one, turned caustic and cynical by the very world he once viewed as his sanctuary—i don’t really think their beliefs would differ all that much. they’ve both seen and experienced the injustices. they’re both annoyed and disenchanted. harry will always have a regard for life, and voldemort won’t ever, but if anyone would have a wish to tear society down and build it back up again it’s them both.

[papayafiles]

THANK YOU. EVERYONE LISTEN TO HIM.

[sersi]

Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) | Loki 2.06: Glorious Purpose (2023)

[knifeforkspooncup]

I've been so overwhelmed with the reception to my latest fic, I promise I'll reply to all the comments when I stop zooming around the house squawking like a bird!

In the meantime, here's the full art for those who haven't seen it (and in case the link breaks lol)

Fic here

[brattyfics]

All women need a hobby and I can not stress this enough. Fortunately for us, the possibilities are endless!

Read and/or Write fiction, non-fiction, etc.

Research something that fascinates you and create a PowerPoint about it. This one is really fun because it can be about something complex like the mummification process in ancient Egypt or something simple like the plants and animals native to your local area.

Thrift a dollhouse and make tiny furniture for it.

Thrifting is a hobby in itself, TBH. Buy & collect DVDs and CDs like it’s 2006, or even vintage trinkets and furniture. Who can stop you?

Learn how to knit or sew. This is not a boring ‘granny’ hobby. There are so many cool and cute things you can make!

Make paper dolls and cute little clothes for them. Super inexpensive. All you need is paper and crayons or markers.

Coloring, Sudoku, Crosswords. These are great because they’re low pressure and you can pick them up and put them down quickly if you don’t have a lot of time.

Jewelry making. Beware this gets expensive fast. Really fun though.

Go on walks and collect leaves & shit. Glue or tape them down in a journal and write something about the moment you found them, or what they remind you of.

Make niche playlists. It’s not a waste of time if you enjoy it. Curate a vibe, pretend you’re a DJ!

Daydream. At your own risk. This one is kind of dangerous, NGL. But it is free, and no one can take it from you.

Try new recipes that sound good to you. It doesn’t matter if your man or your kids don’t like it. It’s not always about them. Respectfully.

Journaling. This is like 100 hobbies in one. You can sketch fashion designs, write poems, keep a log of information you’ve researched, print pictures you love and create a mood board (like a physical format of Pinterest) or you can even glue down your literal trash (wrappers from your drink bottles, labels from things you’ve bought, the bags your fast food came in, etc.)

Whatever it is, you need to do and create something that is just for yourself!

[vickyvicarious]

He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew too well. As I looked, the eyes saw the sinking sun, and the look of hate in them turned to triumph. But, on the instant, came the sweep and flash of Jonathan's great knife. I shrieked as I saw it shear through the throat; whilst at the same moment Mr. Morris's bowie knife plunged into the heart.

Since last year I've been thinking about the mental image of Dracula seeing Mina in this moment, of his "vindictive look" and his triumph being aimed at her. Because he senses her presence enough to find her right away, and is eager to gloat in the victory he thinks he has achieved over her. He thinks he's won and in mere moments he will escape, and be able to use her as a pawn against the others. But once again, he is mistaken.

Because then Jonathan yanks Dracula's head back by his hair. The Count is torn away from his anticipated triumph, forced to leave Mina and to meet the gaze of the man he tormented and left for dead. In his final seconds of existence he sees Jonathan looming over him and slicing open his throat, a final reversal. Jonathan smiling fiercely all the while.

In the aftermath, brief as it is, Dracula sees Mina again. As he feels his brief moment of peace, she takes comfort from seeing it on him and knowing that vampires, once slain, truly can find rest.

[raayllum]

—two.bees.poetry