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mirconreadzztuff22 · 10 months ago
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- “𝙼𝚛. 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗”
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Powder.
Jinx.
She caused more trouble than she could ever imagine.
If only she didn’t set off that bomb that day.
If only Sevika jumped in front of you instead of Silco.
It still haunts her to this day.
The sudden flash of blue, the shocked expression on Silco’s and your’s face.
She wishes it could have been her instead of you. Now, she has no one. Not someone she’s willing to be with, anyway. No one could replace your voice, your touch, your kisses, your smile, your love.
Being at The Last Drop didn’t feel the same without you, so she moved to a different space to play with her buddies.
When Silco brought Powder in, Sevika was still upset, not only for the lost of her arm, but because she lost you. She didn’t know Jinx was the culprit; well, until it slipped out. Sevika was livid. She lost one of the only people she loved, from some kid?
She wanted to beat the shit out of Jinx, but for obvious reasons, she never did.
All Sev could do was visit your gravestone, think about you and the past memories you two had. She tried to go to Babette’s to drown these feelings, but they never went away. The women there weren’t even close to being like you. After so long, she stopped and just continued working and working.
No matter how much Sevika masked her feelings, without a doubt, she missed you. She always has. No amount of masking could deny this.
If only things were different.
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arttsuka · 10 days ago
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Powder
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The fallen angel
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grumpyghostdoodles · 4 months ago
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Summer nights!
And of course I gave them matching pajamas, who do you take me for.
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xoxo-lulu21 · 4 months ago
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vi haters watching arcane
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yeoldenews · 11 months ago
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Hi! It seems like fireworks and firecrackers were a very common item in Santa letters, to the extent that they’re often thrown in at the end along with fruit like a ‘default’ Santa gift. If you know, why and when did fireworks stop being a go-to present for kids to ask from Santa?
This is actually something I keep meaning to dig into more.
It was almost exclusively a Southern practice (particularly in the Deep South), but was so universal there that it's honestly more unusual for Southern kids to NOT ask for fireworks than to ask for them. I'm not sure if there were cultural aspects to this or was just because it makes more sense to give them where it's actually warm enough to shoot them off.
They seem to have been given primarily as a stocking-stuffers, as they are almost always listed alongside the standard fruit, nuts and candy.
From what I've seen, requests for fireworks dropped off sharply in the early 60s, though I as of yet haven't found any convincing reason as to why.
That's a bit early to coincide with the general shift away from little boys asking for firearms, which seems (from my observations at least) to be largely correlated with the advent of video games in the 70s and 80s.
It's possible it may have been a natural result of child safety standards evolving beyond the 'sure, give your six-year-old explosives, what's the worst that could happen?' that seems to have been the dominant attitude for the first half of the 20th century.
If anyone from the South has any insight on this I'd love to hear it.
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howlsofbloodhounds · 2 days ago
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The way people are complaining that jinx isn’t the same character this season because she’s “sane” (aka not actively having an episode of psychosis, even though she literally did experience a hallucination when seeing vi with the enforcers), is strange.
also I find it strange that people talk about jinx and powder as if they’re separate people. they aren’t. jinx is powder, grown up and traumatized and mentally ill. like i completely understand that jinx likely struggles to realize this, because extremes are often the stable of bpd and she shows all the signs, and well—a personality disorder is a personality disorder.
but no jinx did not kill powder and taint her memory. powder is not gone. jinx can not exist without powder, and vice versa—because they are eachother. that’s what vi needs to realize and accept as well—her sister is not gone.
her sister just grew up and changed and is traumatized and mentally ill. it’s impossible for jinx to kill powder, or for powder to “come back,” the exact same she was. vi could never have powder back because the powder vi remembers was a scared, helpless little girl who depended on her for almost everything. powder was never going to remain that way forever—not if she wanted to survive.
powder has grown up and changed without her. that was always going to happen, it happens to everyone. if nothing happened as it did, their family was still alive, vi was never thrown in jail and powder never taken in by silco; powder still would’ve changed, somehow, someway. She’d likely still just be going by powder rather than jinx.
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dualityofagemini · 7 days ago
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Violet ep 5 " Everyone wants to be my enemy"
Jinx "isha's song "
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laniusbignaturals · 5 months ago
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There’s nothing inherently wrong with those FNV narratives that implant a courier who indiscriminately slaughters the common Legion soldiery. With that said, I do think that the steady popularity of this specific kind of fancontent reads like Sound Of Freedom-esque white guilt. By which I mean orientalist thinking that is defined by the inability of people living in first world cultures to process human trafficking as an issue conducted upon people whose lives are every bit as complicated as theirs - people who often end up being complicit in their own subjugation, and have inalienable human rights nonetheless, even if they don’t respect the rights of others themselves while being held in bondage. FNV almost stumbled into commenting on that very phenomena in the Powder Gangers storyline, with that throwaway line about how the inmates would “buy and sell” men like Arcade while being used for captive labor themselves, participating in the trafficking system as they were being exploited by it.
But I know that wasn’t done on purpose, because the Powder Ganders weren’t designed with nearly that much care. That line was not written as a profound statement on how systems of enslavement function - how they perpetuate themselves by preying upon the desperation and moral decay they create - it was a shallow reference to prison rape made at the expense of a queer character. Similarly, I get the sense a lot of that “cathartic” fancontent about committing war crimes on the Legion’s own captive labor force isn’t engaging with human trafficking in a fully nuanced way, where precedence is given to the experiences of the victims over the opinions and emotional reactions of the western outsider.
Legion soldiers are slaves. Your OC is murdering slaves, who were enslaved specifically because their owners needed a lot of expendable bodies who could be sacrificed en mass while wearing down enemy soldiers, in conflicts conducted for the purpose of acquiring more slaves. So when you write about them, consider how you do it, and who it’s for. Because it’s very easy to approach this topic in an unhelpful way, even with the best of intentions.
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lbulldesigns · 7 months ago
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AITAH FOR GHOSTING MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS FOR THREE YEARS, FOR MY OWN MENTAL HEALTH?
Posted 7th of January, 2024
Disclaimer: mentions of self-harm, violence, and attempted suicide.
Please bear with me. This post will be long.
I (20f) have been estranged from my family for the past three years.
I want to start off by saying that my family aren't bad people. They were never abusive, and they did care for me, but they could never understand me or the full extent of my issues.
Some background. When I was around five, my sister (26f), we'll call her V, and I witnessed our parents' death at the hands of some trigger-happy Enforcers. We don't know why they decided our parents deserved to die, but they did, and we were left orphaned when the authorities couldn't find any other family to take us in.
We bounced around in the system for a while, fearing being torn from each other at any moment, before a family friend was able to foster and then officially adopt us. Our AD (adoptive dad) was a godsend, he was and still (to my knowledge) is the most patient and gentle man I know. Despite looking like a wolf LOL.
Along with gaining a new father we also gained two brothers (twin 23m) the older twin (C) takes after our dad, Kind and patient. The younger twin (M) however is a little nasty bitch, who took upon himself to make my life in particular an ongoing hell. He was never physically abusive, but he was verbally abusive. It felt like not a day would go by when he wasn't putting me down and treating my existence like it was something insignificant. He never had a problem with V, just me.
For the first six years everyone else would defend me, put him in his place, and overall hold him accountable but at some point, they stopped holding him accountable and just expected me to grow a thicker skin. I still remember the day when I went crying to my sister and rather than comfort me, just rolled her eyes and asked if I could maybe not take him seriously because she needed to finish her group project. To her credit, she apologised for that but it was hard to rely on her after that.
Long story short, M made my home life unbearable, and I had bullies at school that made it unbearable. Especially once I was in high school and my best (and only) friend started making friends of his own. I want to say that I was cool with this, but in reality, I turned into an absolute brat and refused to get along with any of them. I wish I didn't, but I just couldn't help but feel betrayed and genuinely acted on those emotions.
And this is how I was with everyone. Constantly betrayed and acting out. It was no wonder everyone I knew got sick of me.
My Dad was constantly worrying about me.
My older brother avoided me as much as possible, to avoid my outbursts.
My sister was just constantly swinging between feeling guilty, angry, and just done with my constant outbursts. Especially when these outbursts were directed at her girlfriend, who constantly talked about how she wanted to be an Enforcer to protect others (take a wild guess why I couldn't like her). V even slapped me for something I said (I can't remember what) to her GF that made her cry.
And my best friend... hates me.
It's my own fault, obviously.
What led to the title of my post is this.
I told my (former) best friend that I loved him and wanted to be with him, and he just raged at me. Apparently, he was seeing someone and thought that I was pulling something in order to break them up. He didn't believe me when I said that I didn't know he was in a relationship (I genuinely didn't know) but he wouldn't hear it and called me an AH and said he was done with me.
I felt humiliated and heartbroken, when I got home that day I was crying and M was the first person, unfortunately, who I came across. And the first thing he does is scoff and roll his eyes, and said "fucking crybaby".
I don't fully remember what happened, I blacked out, but I remember my dad pulling me off of M and his face was a bloody mess. I'm pretty sure that I broke his nose and then some, my dad was so angry. The angriest I've ever seen him; he actually shook me by the shoulders and demanded what was wrong with me. And when I couldn't answer, they told me to get out. Which I did.
I just bolted from the house, the sound of shouting behind me, and just kept running until I got to the Bridge of Progress.
I was just so empty and lost, and the water below looked so tempting. I was about to end it all when my guardian angel showed up.
Ez (21m) was walking by when he saw me about to jump and, without hesitation, climbed up next to me and asked what we were doing.
He saved me that day, without even trying. He listened to my whining and rather than offer me empty promises of "it'll be okay" instead said "girl you messed up. Wanna go on an adventure with me?"
We've been friends ever since.
I took him on his offer and went home to collect some things, when I got there the lights were off so I climbed up to my bedroom window and let myself in. I grabbed my clothes, some saved up cash, my laptop, and my documents (in case I needed them) and left a note for my family saying "bye".
And that was three years ago. I haven't been in contact with them, I don't follow them on social media, and I left my mobile behind so they were never able to get hold of me.
I completely and utterly. Ghosted them. And I don't entirely regret it.
In the last three years I have gained close friends, experienced new things, seen interesting things, and have felt well enough to actually want to seek therapy. My mental health improved greatly, although I still have issues but still am lot better than I was before.
However, I can't help but feel like an AH. My family weren't bad, just fed up. They are genuinely good people (even M) it's just that I bring the worst out in people. But recently I've been wondering if I should reach out or not.
What if doing so disrupts their lives? What if my leaving improved their lives?
I don't know.
AITAH if I reach out to my family after ghosting them for three years?
(This is a fanfic. Please read tags)
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manujanolavu · 3 days ago
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I'm watching s1 again (because I can) and I don't think we speak enough about what a prodigy Jinx is.
She has been making these explosives since she was, what, nine years old? She made a whole Hextech device from scratch without formal training? At the age of 16-17? Can we speak about how smart she is?
She's been making weapons since she was a child. And she's only getting good at it.
Just like a Hextech Ruin.
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cherry-bomb1985 · 8 months ago
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I keep thinking about Hell's words: "This is the only way it should have ended."
Should. Not could. *Should*.
Like V1 should have been mass produced, obliterated all the Earth Movers, and then the next machine should have come along to counter it in turn and continue the war. Like all that fighting and the cycle of violence should have been perpetuated.
Like Mankind should never have finally gotten their act together, and tried to continue on even in the absence of divinity and in the face of total climate collapse.
There's a notable difference between 'could' and 'should', and the fact that those words are spoken by the only one who would've been *extremely disappointed* by this outcome has me raising eyebrows.
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chaotic-history · 7 months ago
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@earlgrey24 you've inspired me
Hi my name is Chevalier François-Marie Arouet de Volatire Gentilhomme de Chambre du Roi. I like writing satire (that's why I got put in the Bastille) and I have a long grey wig à la Duc de Nevers and sparkly dark eyes that everyone talks about. A lot of people tell me my style looks like Louis 14 (AN: if u don't know that is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to the Duc de Richelieu but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I live in Prussia but I'm French. I have pale white skin. I'm also a poet, and I write for the Comédie-Française which should really be called the Theâtre-Française where my plays are the most famous (I wrote my first one when I was nineteen). I'm basically nobility (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear a lot of lace and wig powder. All of my clothes are retro because it's cooler. For example today I was wearing a long pink and gold waistcoat, grey stockings, a blue silk coat with matching trousers and long lace cuffs reaching to my fingertips, a powdered wig, and my red Louis 14 shoes. I was walking outside Sanssouci. It was cloudy and I was freezing. Maupertuis stared at me and I put my middle finger up at him.
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denkilightning · 3 days ago
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ill be gaslighting myself into thinking im crazy for being like 'jay walker is like jinx frfr' and then jinx drops bangers like 'it was something i could fix so i fixer it' and 'then stop me. because no matter what i do i just cant seem to die'
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cat-clawz · 1 month ago
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If they post something unhinged on the 19th I'm Dan and Billing them for the heart attack I'll have
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firstdove15 · 1 month ago
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Yesterday I tried to make cheesecake red velvet brownies with....mixed results (got light cream cheese instead of regular and accidentally got salted butter instead of unsalted).
This time with the proper ingredients? So far so good. It looks way better than yesterday's batch. Fingers crossed it'll taste as good as it looks. @@
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zazikels · 5 months ago
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tagged by @zahra-hydris and @galedekarios tysm lovelies!!
tagging: @tekehu, @bankaizen, @hawke, @onewinged-sephiroth & @mercymaker w/ no pressure as always!
make a poll with five of your all time favourite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favourite!
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