#ted longer

[eg515]

don't you just love it when a series has a good ending that takes care of all of its characters, shows how their futures will look like, ties up all loose ends, reminisces about old times, references important moments from before, and brings back elements of the very first episode, giving a nice frame to the whole series?

[iron-sparrow]

AANHPI Heritage Month ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. Asian American ‧ Native Hawaiian ‧ Pacific Islander

May has been recognized as Asian American Native Hawaiian Pacific Islander (AANHPI) Heritage Month since 1991, when it started as a single week of observance in the United States. Over time, the name has undergone changes to be more inclusive, while also shining a light on the very obvious flaws of lumping so many different cultural and ethnic groups under a single umbrella.

I decided to write some posts in 2024 commemorating AANHPI Heritage Month, and I like to think it was well-received and also somewhat insightful. I enjoyed the experience, on a very personal level, and promised myself to do something similar this year.

To be honest with you, friends and mutuals, my heart hurts with anger as I write this. My celebratory spirit still eludes me, buried under the ongoing stress of simply existing as I am.

On January 20, 2025, the fascists in power signed Executive Order 14148, titled "Initial Rescissions of Harmful Executive Orders." AANHPI Heritage Month and other observance months were axed, no longer recognized by the federal government; the White House Initiative on Asian Americans, Native Hawaiians, and Pacific Islanders (WHIAANHPI), established in 1999, was dissolved.

I am filled with pain and rage. I am determined also to turn that pain and rage into action and advocacy ⸺ I hope you will do the same, both online and off. Because as long as we exist, all of us must demand to be recognized.

Let us have a productive and enlightening month.

[farshootergotme]

I get emotional thinking about how his family would react to Bruce's change if he ever started working on himself, on improving his behavior. But the one I think about the most is Dick Grayson.

Alfred is the one who was there from the very beginning, but Dick Grayson is who arrived and made the biggest impact. He's the first kid who Bruce took in, the one who approached this man and became his first partner to fight by his side out in the night.

Dick was able to pull Bruce out of the darkness that consumed him. No matter how many times Bruce went back, Dick's presence was a constant reminder that there's not only shadows. That if Bruce pushes back, fights so he won't be dragged down, he will find light.

However, it was a cycle. Dick would get him out, but Bruce would go back, sooner or later. And repeat. And Dick realized this and knew he couldn't let that be his whole life. But despite the distance, it still affects Dick knowing he can't find a definite solution for Bruce.

So, seeing Bruce actually change, get better and seeing that last...it would lift the heaviest weight on Dick's shoulders, who's felt responsible for Bruce's emotions since the day he became Robin.

It's been implied to him that Bruce needs him, that he's who keeps him from falling. And Dick, despite not always feeling like he is enough, carries with that responsibility because, deep down, he also feels like he owes it to Bruce, who Dick has needed (still needs) present in his life, too.

Bruce getting better would be like being able to breath again, but it would be so suffocating too.

Dick would happy for Bruce, for the man who raised him. He'd be relieved that the hurt will stop, for both his father and those he's continuously pushed away. But then he'll be anxious, will it really last? How long until he can be sure? And he'll be scared, does he still need him, now? Does a Batman who's gotten help still need Dick Grayson Robin? Nightwing? And lurking in the back of his mind, there'd be anger. Why now? Why after all those years? Why not before? Was Dick not enough reason to change? Was he never worth this? And shame will drown those thoughts. It's selfish, to think that way. He should be happy. He wants to be happy. He is happy. But he is also mad. He's sad and he mourns the child who never saw this side of Bruce. And most of all, he loves. He loves Bruce too much to hate him for it. No matter how angry, no matter how hurt, he loves his father and he's grateful for him, for his efforts. And all he can do is smile and congratulate him because that's everything he feels he has the right to say.

And when all is said and done, Bruce will come to him and Dick will have to face the worst part of this change;

Apologies.

If Bruce has truly changed, then he would know there's more things than he can count with his fingers that he has to apologize to his son for. And out of everything else, this is what Dick Grayson fears the most.

Dick can take it, he can hear Bruce out, but he can't unpack all the pain he's been accumulating in front of his dad. He can't bring himself to say 'I forgive you' out loud despite having convinced himself long ago that it's alright.

Bruce doesn't didn't do apologies. Things happened and then went back to normal and Dick was okay with that. He forgave him, he did. So, Bruce doesn't need to apologize, he doesn't have to make him say it out loud. He can't tell him, but he's forgiven him long ago. Even if it hurt, even if he was still resentful sometimes, even if he wanted to yell at him for it, Dick could push it all down and forgive him. Bruce shouldn't apologize, shouldn't bring it up again because Dick isn't strong enough to keep it all bottled up if Bruce starts acknowledging it, if he confirms that Dick wasn't crazy for feeling wronged and hurt.

He can take it, but he really can't.

Just thinking about it drives me crazy because, out of everyone, Dick Grayson might be the kid who's been waiting for this the longest, and who thought he'd already given up the idea of his father finding a lasting happiness that would bring permanent change in him. And it would be just so overwhelming.

[yourlocalabomination]

I’m personally a big fan of putting men in boxes.

[almost-fully-life-size]

i am so unwell about the xavier-sarah-jeanluc character constellation actually

xavier is genuinely such a well written improvised villain character. he's such a perfect representation of the persuasiveness of facism when it comes to men specifically and how it caters to them, considering how strongly facism is also rooted in sexism and an entitlement to women. and how it manages to make its victims defend it, like, facism comes hand in hand with a bad economic situation, and we know that xavier can't afford new clothes due to the occupation and that his job pays badly. i know during my first time watching i found the switch from him critiquing the occupation in that way to him revealing himself as a nazi quite the 180 turn, but it only showcases how facism manages to successfully sell itself as the solution and reflects the true problem away from itself - the problem is not the facism, it's the emancipation of women. taking the dominant role above women means reclaiming power and control and agency and that's an appealing prospect if you're economically struggling.

which is why it's so hilarious to me and yet so fitting that he'd choose to pursue sarah. because sarah is definitely economically better off than xavier (i'm inferring that from the main three points that: 1) going by "von ponte, one house, one pond" i'm inferring a countryside residence, as opposed to a farm 2) she can finance her chainsmoking 3) she can afford to employ a cleaning lady). which just goes to show how deep that entitlement to women runs because sarah would have no solid reason to be with a man who's economically worse off. especially because she's a pow wife. but it's also because she's a pow wife that xavier might have had a real chance of being successful, preying on the loneliness that comes with it which i'd say he is very much explicitly doing ("you don't want to become lonely, do you? You don't want to rot away, cold and alone. You need a man, I am a man.")

there's also a certain inconsistency in ideology wherein facism advocates that women become properly submissive to their husbands again (see xavier's villain reveal speech) while xavier is actively trying to get sarah to cheat on her husband. considering how emancipated sarah is (relative to the time period anyway), that doesn't fit the facist idea either and the first idea, of suppressing her, takes priority.

now jean-luc is the antithesis to xavier. man's so loyal he feels it in the breeze that something's wrong with sarah from over 1300 km away and makes that his primary reason for attempting a prison break, then beelines straight back home with zero awareness of time and place. considering that he initially seems to believe that sarah was about to cheat on him, he's incredibly quick to forgive (if that kiss and dip are anything to go by), so sarah's explanation of just being a flirty person must've convinced him. what i'm inferring from that is that he knows her to be just like that and trusts her enough to know she'd not actually cheat on him.

on a side note, it is also hilarious to me how xavier thought he could win in that knife/sword fight, considering jean-luc was in the army while xavier avoided service.

on another sidenote, apart from struggling with loneliness because her husband's away and in captivity - and this is a big inferral on my part -, there is also this small, overlooked confrontation with the fact that sarah's friend is extremely dismissive of jean-luc (the "oh well, xavier will have to wait until jean-luc's 'officially dead' then" line, which is a fucked up thing to say about your friend's husband if you think about it). so apart from the societal pressure that comes from the image of the ideal woman, that sarah fails to fulfil, there's an additional point of hurt because very apparently the people around you don't even want your husband, who you love, to return and make that sentiment known to you. like, "aww your husband was captured, well i hope he dies"???

anyway, i think xavier is an excellent example of a character embodying the insidious attractiveness of facism in how he has this very confident, sensual presence but ultimately nothing to show for it. a representation of how persuasive facism is for men specifically.

[hubba1892]

Jürgen Klopp - Best of 2023

[nxll-n4m3]

A neat little thought I had. Ultrakill related, and inspired by an animatic I cannot find again. By the way, whoever made that, I love you. It was beautiful.

Thinking about a V1 that's bigger than Gabriel. A bigger, meaner war-machine. Gabriel is meant to appeal to humans; sure, he's very tall by human standards, but not overly so. V1 wasn't made to hold appeal, it wasn't even really made to be intimidating. It was made to be an efficient, effective killer. V1 was built to dominate in a war it never saw. So of course, it's massive.

The first time Gabriel really got to stand next to V1, he was shocked. When they're both moving unreasonably fast, and Gabriel is floating several feet above the ground, it's quite hard to discern size differences. However, here, on the ground? Gabriel found himself looking up at V1. Tall, broad-shouldered V1. Gabriel wasn't sure what emotion he felt then, but it was certainly something.

They'd been allies for a while now, their fights becoming more like sparring matches for enrichment and to fuel V1's hunger and need for battle -- still, it did something to Gabriel each time he got close and let V1 feed from him. The machine's hands digging harshly into his sides, feedbacker resting more gently against his lower side, nearly against his hip, while the knuckleblasters claws pressed into holes left behind from the nail gun. The way it towered over him, its one glinting eye looking down at him with the bottom shutter of the optic slightly raised. It always caused something to bubble inside him.

Maybe not love, but something equally as raw. More feral, perhaps. It made him feel alive in a way he'd never experienced before. Gabriel sometimes wondered if he knew what living really was before V1 had made him learn what it was like to struggle -- to bleed.

After the first time Gabriel noticed it, he didn't stop noticing it. V1 was large enough to effectively throw Gabriel around, if allowed close enough during a fight. At one point, it parried his sword strike back against him, and used the half second to grab his other wrist so he couldn't swing again; the small pause between the grab and V1 slamming Gabriel to the ground being much too brief for the angel himself to be aware of, even if that moment had felt longer to V1.

It kept him pinned, both wrists bound up quickly with the whiplash while the knuckleblaster and feedbacker dragged against his armor and covered skin. V1 settled over his thighs, the weight of it being enough to keep him from squirming. Like this, Gabriel almost felt more aware of how much smaller he was than when he stood next to it and had to look up. He wasn't used to being small, but he wasn't used to willingly letting a mechanical companion savor his blood either. It was.. nice. Gabriel liked being close to V1, even if it was just for fueling the machine. Gabriel refused to acknowledge further how it felt, out of caution for his own physical reaction to it. He let himself appreciate the view, though.

[aweebshitdrawings]

Okay so yall know how we keep turning Stan into animals and I already drew up a fox Stan and with the white hair he reminded me of a Kistune.

But what if after spending 5 years on the road he dies (let’s say from the car chewing) and get turned into a Kistune, (the god of yokai thinking Stan would make a good yokai) so he’s still roaming around and technically alive just not human

Plus he got the power to shapeshift

Mainly turn from Human to Fox but also change into a child or senior version of himself, plus he can change is form to male to female cause why not lol and he can possess people he just perfs not to.

Can control fire, and while he hides his tail and ears most of the time they do pop out sometimes when he is embarrassed or emotion are high

But his other transformation react to his emotions as well, like if he gets to sad he might turn to his child form without realizing it so he as to learn to keep his emotions in check so he can still look human and keep the whole yokai thing a secret.

While he dose interact with other yokai he can only go to the spirt world (yokai land) once a month sense he was made into a yokai and wasn’t “born” one as he was human once. But all the other yokai that were once human are pretty nice to him and he makes some good friends

Also he gets his name out there by being able to steal high value “human” goods and trades them for cool things he think ford might like

Now when dose he meet Ford come in you might ask…

Well ford goes through his normal route, except…no bill (sorry I couldn’t think how to beat him plus I’m not that good at writing lol, plus it’s hard to think of paranoid ford not trying to kill Stan sense Stan is technically a demon)

BUT there WILL be angst because Stan at this point has not been seen or heard in 8 years, and when Fiddleford finds out about Stan and how ford hasn’t talk to him you KNOW that southern family man gonna tell him he needs to see his twin and get his head out of his own ass.

So ford calls his mom but they haven’t heard from him in in 4 years (Stan called her year before he died) so ford dose the only thing he can think of…. Ask a magical all knowing mail box where his brother is but he doesn’t ask that exact he ask “how is Stan” and then on the same paper “where is he”, it responds “ dead and in a better place’ ( Stan was in yokai world when ford ask this)

Ford can’t believe it …..and he won’t, he the ask “where did Stan die, and how?” The mailbox showing the location of the car where Stan was trapped.

After some EMOTIONAL shit Ford travels to the location only to see the beat up car and there’s a person there….but why would someone be out here in the middle of the desert… unless….

The person turns his head to see the same face he looks at in the mirror except his hair is longer and he looks older and the other man opens his mouth to say “ Sixer…?”

Queue ford thinking Stan is a ghost and wondering how haunting a car is a “better place” and Stan having to not breakdown at the fact his brother showed up to his “grave” on the one day Stan goes to see it and that Ford might actually give a shit about him.

While Stan try’s to hide the facts he’s isn’t human anymore ford catches that on real quick that Stan is not human and the ever paranoid man thinks this is some dessert hallucination but Stan gets fed up and punches him straight in the jaw while saying “THIS FEEL REAL ASSHOLE”!!!

Then ford run into Stan with a fierce hug and starts to cry and Stan well Stan doesn’t know what to do, he’s been having to stunt his emotions for 3 years now and know his brother, his twin, his hugging him, crying and apologizing to him and….. it’s so much that he can’t handle it

While in the hug ford hear a “poof” and suddenly Stan is gone but a quick look down sees that…it’s still Stan but when his was 12 and …. He’s crying and ford without a second thought grabs Stan and holds him, holds him like if lets go he’ll be gone and they stay that way till Stan is done

After they’re done crying stan turns back to his normal self and explains what happened, while ford is horrified and feel guilty about the situation he also is glad to know that his brother is still here and of course offers him to stay with him in gravity falls

So you have Stan going on adventures with ford and protecting him also showing and telling ford about yokai and bringing him to the yokai world at one point, and for showing Stan some of the crazy things he’s seen and Fidds is there to and Emma May (they move to gravity falls with Ford)

Now

Feel free to change anything about this concept or story and use it to how ever you like, just make sure to tell me about it because I can’t write but I’d love for someone who can to write something with this

[corviiids]

akeshu girlies where they get bubble tea and akechi yaps the entire fucking time

--

“Hey, is that Akechi-chan?”

“What’s she doing hanging around the transfer student? Do you think she’s investigating her?”

“Oh my god. Do you think if I commit a crime, she’d investigate me too?”

“Perhaps I should have worn a hat,” Akechi says jauntily.

She loops her arm through Ren’s to lead her to the train station. The chatter around the school increases in volume. No hat could save them now, not that it could have before. Ren tries to sink further into her collar. If Akechi had actually wanted to fly under the radar, she wouldn’t have brought her monogrammed messenger bag.

Apparently tuning out the gossip, and transparently faking it, Akechi clicks on her phone. “Do you like milk tea?” she asks. “I feel I at least owe you a drink for drawing so much attention to you outside your school. There’s a place nearby which does an Earl Grey topped with creme brulee pudding. I quite like Western tea, to be honest. It’s fragrant. Shall we go?”

Ren hasn’t gotten in a single fucking word yet.

They get on the train. Akechi sits before Ren can even think about it.

“Oh, sorry,” she says pleasantly. “I’ve been on my feet all day. You’re lucky you can wear flat shoes, you know. I know the kitten heels don’t look too daunting, but spend a day in them… It’s murder, Amamiya-chan. But you can sit on my lap, if you like. You don’t look heavy.”

Ren shakes her head. Her knuckles are white around the loop handle.

Akechi glances up at her hand and smiles. Ren wishes she had Joker’s gloves.

“Your leggings are too big,” Akechi points out sweetly. “They tend to sag a bit at the knees. Did you know?”

Ren pulls them up again. She misses Joker’s trousers.

The milk tea shop is a hole-in-the-wall type in a quiet suburb about fifteen minutes from Shibuya station. Akechi leads Ren through the twisting streets, past a small convenience store and a stall that only seems to sell succulents. Ren nearly misses the little awning when they find it, stumbling before she can run into Akechi’s back.

“What luck,” Akechi says, “we still have an hour before they close. Have a look at the menu, Amamiya-chan, unless you’d like me to choose for you?”

Ren shakes her head again, but Akechi is gazing into the kitchen. Someone inside seems to spot her and calls, “Good afternoon, Akechi-chan! Thank you for coming back again. You’ve brought a friend?”

“I have,” Akechi says merrily. “Do you have any recommendations for me today, Shimada-san?”

“You order something new every time, Akechi-chan. I don’t know your tastes. You’d be better off throwing a dart!”

Akechi laughs. “Then I’ll get the Earl Grey,” she says. “I’d hit it subconsciously, because I like it so much.” She looks back at Ren. “My treat, of course,” she says smoothly. “Have you decided?”

“I don’t really like milk tea,” says Ren.

The cream top Oolong isn’t as sweet as the look of surprise and mild embarrassment that crosses Akechi’s face, but Ren likes it fine anyway.

[jrueships]

Okay i caved to the questions. welcome to ted's omegaverse except there's like no omegas in the verse. Pls don't kill me

Omegas Exist, but... the sportsworld is far too toxic for most to exist Normally, i mean. Male sports especially, but even the wnba had a streak at the start of their development where it was originally believed that only female alphas would just Barely be strong enough to commit to a sport ( a bad mix of misogyny and secondary hierarchy ) . Male-dominated sports have the similar feel in terms of outdated stances plaguing public opinion, but keep it simpler with ' only Alphas are strong enough for Sport.'

However, this has started to change.

Not in favor of the omega, no, don't be silly! Nothings ever in favor of Them.

It's not Exactly favor of The Beta either, but the betas do at least get to keep their name. You see, betas play fundamental roles in team sports especially. They may not be as valued (not in a star sense, but a 'i need a wheel that'll make this car move (team gain traction/fans) and a beta would be perfect' valuing kind of sense. You're just a worker, but hey! At least you CAN work, right? Unlike The Invaluables.) in independent sports like boxing, but good betas are Critical to a TEAM that needs a Championship -- that needs Roleplayers .

Team rulebook 5. Betas are the Best roleplayers. That's the best fame they'll ever seem to get, it seems.

Although some delusional fans and sometimes gms may try to construct a team of mainly alphas (either a lot of young alpha top picks or veteran alpha players hungry for a win ) for the raw power, intensity, and.. cool factor.. it usually falls apart pretty sadly. They need a mediator, someone who won't get greedy or frustrated with the fame or lack of it. Someone who's willing to pass, willing to come in and be the clog rather than the mechanic, someone who's a Beta whose only sense of belonging Is belonging.

Sports rulebook 6. Betas Stand Second.

Most betas have accepted this before entering a sport, ever since Scottie Pippen embarrassed himself for trying to flip the Beta narrative and failing laughably .

Betas can be bad. Bill Laimbeer will beat the breaks off anyone. They can also be good. Pippen would try to middleman Jordan's frustrations with his team, especially the rups (rookie 'pups', men playfully called pups because they're new to the sport). Shaq and Magic both have humorous charms that make them Feel like alphas.. but they needed more to get a ring. They needed alpha teammates, ultimately. no matter how big or bad or good a Beta may be, they are always Second. But they should never, never be considered first. That's an alpha's job. Orlando made that mistake drafting a beta to win them a ring, a beta that would eventually leave to ringchase with any alpha he could. Shaq's a bit shameless for a beta, but being shameless is maybe the only path to 'fame' (becoming a simple shtick to an easy-to-remember title, either being Sidekick, Dumb, Helpful, Funny, Enforcer, etc) for the life of a beta. Why? Because

Sports rulebook 1. Your Alpha Must Take Over.

Alphas can come in different shapes and sizes. Not all alphas are big and burly. They're not all hyper-confident or aggressive for no reason. But they Do have to come and take over a team. They DO HAVE TO feel possessive over their players, obsessive over their plays. Betas are there just to work, PICKED just to WORK, but alphas? Alphas are different. They Have to be the spark.

Michael Jordan was an alpha who presented very, very late. No one is exactly sure when he presented. Even Michael's story changes from before getting cut in highschool to after to college to the 'flu' game. But Everyone, at one point, thought he was a beta. ( His siblings laugh at this. )And then he wasn't. And then he won. And then he became a dictator .

But, again, there's a lot of alphas that haven't won. Charles Barkley, hilarious and prickly, perhaps too prickly at times, can be his own downfall from either sheer laziness or stubbornness. Some didnt always 'Win' in life like alpha fanboys or alpha egoists might try to persuade. Wilt was great, but personality-wise? .... other alphas like Kareem butted heads with him.. and even betas like Magic would then butt heads with Kareem! Allen Iverson played by his own self-indulgent rules and won through his fashionable impact, self-oriented liberation, and also lost by playing his own self-indulgent rules through trouble with money. Isiah Thomas defends his team and their troubles like a bull, oftentimes a hypocritical.. near-sighted bull. Larry Bird? Competitive. And fucking Rude.

Sports rulebook .....: Alphas Can Be Double-Edged To Either The Team, or Themselves

Alphas whose talent alone failed them by being either not enough, not determined, or entirely different to the subject become disgruntled sports 'analysts' who criticize betas or 'wannabe alphas' aka alphas whose behaviors don't seem 'alpha' enough (too docile). Others become known as busts. Others disappear. Others refuse to give up on their alpha birthright, scratching tooth and nail in the gleague, a disaster league of rups, failed alphas, struggling betas still trying to learn their place, and a few undercover omegas on suppressants. They can bounce around trying to take over team from team, or try to act more like a beta just to gain a secure job, only for their old trained instincts of Stardom to swoop in and make them seem stubborn and selfish (hog the ball during crucial moments). Many become coaches whose attachment to the game is almost parasitic as a purpose. Commentating is another option to fuel that parasocial fire.

You live as an alpha, you die as an alpha. It's a Sport.

That is, until Rodman happened.

Hes not an alpha, some thought he was, during his bulls era. But at the beginning, he was a beta. A gangly pistons player during the dirty work of defense. A beta who blended into whatever his team was, a bad boy, a nitty gritty, a winner, a loser -- whatever his team needed, he became. And then, his team needed him traded.

He started taking more, at first. Started becoming defiant, becoming aggravated. Paranoid at Popovich's overwhelmingly alpha abuse of power, of persistence, of Perception.

Isiah begged him to keep it easy, it's not safe to take so much, it's Untested. It's got side effects, he's seen them from players who wanted to get as far as rodman could but couldn't. They weren't strong like rodman. Another alpha giving him his unsolicited opinion. Bill told him to suck it up. Betas can be so bitter. Pop's yelling. Such a dusty smell, red sand that made your nose itch and not in the fun, just snorted ski slopes way. And now he's gotta deal with Pippen's wary, flipflop scent of calming then chilling hormones soothing then spiking the air as most betas do. And now, he's got Michael telling him to--

... Michael's pouring his pills down the toliet, both his heat suppressants .. and his Rut Inducers. He's skipped from telling and has gone straight to Doing .

One look from the ??? and Rodman realized.

Rodman realized he was tired of wanting to be wanted like a starting alpha but personal enough to be privately pressed like a working beta. Rodman realized a lot of things about himself and others that day. 1. He was tired of always crumbling to others' norms. 2. 'ROIDing' is an action that can be used primarily by athletes because they can afford it. 3. Other athletes besides himself have/can do it. 4. He's just the only one that's made it now known to the world that He is Dennis Rodman, He is an Omega, and He's used ROIDing to void his omega symptoms with suped up suppressants then Replicated Rut with raging inducers & created a Beautifully sensitive Beta, then, increasing both doses heavily, an abstract Alpha.

In short, yeah, he's used ROIDs. But he's stopping now. He's playing completely without the doses. Not too little, not too much, it's done. Zero. Isn't that great? Isn't that what sports always preach in the end? That it's You who wins or loses in the end. Not just your Talent, or your Drive, your Reach, it's You. You, crazy culmination You, who matters ultimately in Your world.

So why is everyone so horrified.

The sport changes after this. A few, just a few, omegas can show now, like, actually Show and not curtain themselves behind overloaded prescriptions. Apparently, even betas could ROID back then with just rut inducers to enhance alpha behavior and appear or Become alphas as long as they continue to doses. But most scrutiny lies in omegas ROIDing into betas, since it's a much easier dose to take in comparison to an omega -> alpha jump, which can have devastating side effects -- the most harmful being mental. Only those determined enough, Insane enough can commit themselves fully without cutting too abruptly and creating even more damage through their hesitancy. And even if the process is completed, the effects may be harsher than expected.

Betas start to become the new scrutinized spotlight, either torn by criticism of doing too much or too little, or skepticism on whether or not they're 'Real'. Alphas, in turn, get desperate to outshine the shiners, whether accomplishing that feat via negative or positive means. It's rumored some have even started turning themselves into Betas now, hard dosing rut suppressants when they're that desperate to try and tame the ego that torments them. Some say it's for the better, some respond brilliantly to the dose, it was made for them, it was Them. Old packs often rip these kind of thoughts to shreds, not caring for empathetic stances, just their black & white view of what was once written. New packs accept the dosing, but the worst of the new packs pick and choose which to, either Everyone Has To or only The Good Ones can. Old players get their legacies questioned because their secondary hierarchy is questioned. Was Magic Really a beta? Or was he a self-conscious, self-compensating omega who craved the lure of feeling needed? And then even went an extra step with the rut inducers to make him a Shiny beta, charismatic enough to peacock? Or was he just that Magic to be a really flashy beta? OR OR.. is magic all of that at once? Maybe, if he did do it, he needed to?

ROIDing is a necessary medicine in sport now, newly designated as necessary using overstimulation risk as a reason to protect too many players from imprisonment & eventual shut down of the sport since suppressants were part of every player ( keeps betas clear-headed and alphas consolable ). But it's still debated by any side a group may conjoin as. The threat of its illegalization is looming. Violence, fear, envy, hatred. Trust no one.

Fuck Everyone ?

oh, yeah, anyone can top or bottom here. That at least remains the same. Positions can just go against the grain in less secret now.. however, that doesn't mean they're all exactly Comfortable to, though .

But you know who's mighty comfy?

Dennis is doing just fine. Eccentric, quiet, grounded, true, omega, stubborn, beta, alpha, callous: Dennis.

[felixirr]

the sillies (id under cut)

[id: a digital drawing of jschlatt and ted nivison. schlatt is in the foreground, wearing a green sweater and a black baseball cap on backward. he is sticking his tounge out slightly and his left hand is throwing up a peace sign. his nails are painted black and he is drawn with ram horns and ears. ted is farther back, wearing a blueish-gray crewneck. he is looking to the side, annoyed at schlatt. he is drawn with cow horns and ears, referencing him being known as "the milk man." end id]

[petalsforparamore]

listen

cait’s nipples are not baby pink she’s 75 % asian they’re BROWN

if cait and vi had a kid (a daughter bc cait needs an heir duh) she would not look “exactly like vi!!” or “like powder reincarnated 🥺” NO. that baby would have epicanthic folds like be so fucking for real cait’s cunty asian genes are dominant and would prevail

[circlesuponcircles]

They'll carry out their plan, soon.

I'd say goodbye while you still can.

[shamera]

this expresses about 1.5435432% of how much i've been enjoying this series lately, and touches even less on its amazingness, but what can you do.

if you have the time and energy to spare, please go read My S-Class Hunters / The S-Classes That I Raised!!!

[sunlight-shunlight]

wyll baldursgate ravengard is like. the writers very obviously half-assed it, but it would've taken SO little effort to just go with:

"this guy shed his previous identity in a traumatic burst of violence at the tender age of 17 to save his city, and in the process has welded his entire sense of self to the Heroic Ideals™️ he grew up with. he is charismatic and superficially whimsical, but underneath it, he's in a objectively very bleak situation of having no family or home, 0 prospects aside from dying young in a monster fight and/or getting another offer he can't refuse from mizora, and getting his soul put into a torment nexus forever. he's kind of accepted this bc he places no value on his life outside of Doing Good Deeds™️ . he has built an impenetrable 18 charisma facade around himself to hide any fear or anger or negative feelings. but, he stays silly :)"

and then quite obviously, you can either encourage wyll to remain on his heroic martyrdom complex (similar to how you can encourage gale to literally explode) or you can get wyll to remember that he is also a person that deserves to live and occasionally do things for his own benefit (the opposite of astarion, perhaps). and this would be extremely sweet, and is exactly what the voice actor was trying to infuse into the performance! it just. never got satisfyingly brought together. AASHJDGSHH. gnashing my teeth eternally.

[3142-redgrave-avenue]

I CANT FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE THEY MADE HIM TIKTOK ANIME BOY BAIT. HE IS NOT A DUMB HIMBO THAT CAN’T DO MATH. HIS PERSONALITY IS NOT ALL SMOOTH TALKING FLIRTY WHITE HAIRED GUY WITH A SMIRK. IF HE LOST TO DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION HE WOULD NOT PASS OUT FROM THE SHOCK OF LOSING. HE’D PROBABLY JUST GO: “Aw man.” OR PUNCH THE MACHINE DEPENDING ON WHERE IN THE TIMELINE THAT IS.

THEY MADE HIM INTO A MARKETABLE TIKTOK ANIME BOY AND THATS HOW PEOPLE PERCEIVE HIM