#telling them to gtfo of the company

[princesssarcastia]

unpopular take but my problem with the tiktok 'ban' is not that the government is doing it, but that a) they're doing it the wrong way and b) they're ONLY doing it to tiktok. actually it would be really cool if congress decided to start regulating algorithmic content on social media sites! unfortunately that is not what congress is doing. what congress is doing is some red-scare anti-ccp useless crap that's just forcing some chinese businesspeople to sell tiktok.

[kosher-salt]

Just saw a post that was basically "Hey off of the internet people usually aren't so crazy antisemitic and most of my day to day interactions as a visible Jew are normal, everything is gonna be ok" and I'm making a new post to not derail, but...

I'm super glad, obviously, that this is the case for many of you. But I do think we should be ringing the alarm bells. Because while you enjoy your grocery trips and post office in relative peace (as you ought to), here is a VERY incomplete list of things I have dealt with in the last 11 months.

-assaulted on my way to class, followed, spit on repeatedly (magen David necklace)

-professor took me outside of class and told me I needed to denounce my Judaism (I mentioned in passing my dad's family in an anthropology class)

-same professor refused to accept my final paper for reasons that did not match up with paper, email full of dogwhistles

-same professor told everyone to attend the protests and "teach those zionists to know their place" she is a Black Latina young professor. Yep.

-another professor straight up refused to accept any assignments that mentioned Jewishness (they were assignments about our families). Gave a student who submitted nothing except a picture of a Palestinian flag full marks. Failed me. I am an all As student, btw. Forced to drop.

-the chair of the anthropology department threw my complaints wabout said professors away without due process. His social media is full of blood libel.

-had to miss my finals as I could not physically get to them due to the protests

-followed and harassed in stores

-synagogue was vandalized multiple times

-called a kike while things were thrown at me

-protestors stood outside of my apartment patio with final solution signs

-new apartment, away from campus: friends of roommates harassed me constantly, to the point I could not use common spaces. Roommates told me that's his right because it's his "political view." He didn't even live there.

-new roommate moved in, less than 48 hours before she attempts to stab me, after learning I eat kosher style. "...kosher? kosher?! FUCK YOU" stab stab, etc. Bitch that was my good knife.

-the other roommates tell me to gtfo of the home I'm renting, keeping my rent ("you people can afford to lose money") and destroy a good portion of my belongings while cursing to me random nonsense about Israel. The police took 25 minutes to get there. We live in the middle of the city.

-fun fact: I had never mentioned my political stance to these people and it's not on my face-out social media (very bare bones profiles)

-been disbelieved by everyone I told this to including the police, my school, the leasing company, and my now ex best friend of 7 years

-cursed at in a store when I asked if there was a kosher section

-told nobody likes Jews because we bring down the vibe and have a victim complex. My knuckles are healing just fine after that, btw, thank you for asking! She is not.

I don't know how to request the 7th off from my school without basically incriminating myself with a threat of violence. There is no world where I just sit there when a classmate says "happy October 7th."

Hope this helps.

[enhaven]

look closely | psh (m.)

pairing: sunghoon x reader

genre: smut, angst?, gala!au, idk what they are

word count & rating: 4k | 18+ (minors gtfo)

summary: you've been spending a lot of time with Sunghoon lately so he's not entirely pleased when you showed up with a date after turning down his offer.

warnings/content: jealousy • dirty talk • nipple/breast play, kinda mirror sex? • rough oral sex? (fellatio/deepthroating) • voyeurism? • hair pulling • pain kink lmao, semi-public sex again 😭, phones are being used of course ;)

a/n: ik it was supposed to be hockey!hoon from the poll but this mf posted and i was seeing things smh.

to say Sunghoon was confused is an understatement.

especially when you entered the doors arm in arm with none other than his best friend.

jake? when did this happen?

a series of questions start occupying Sunghoon's mind. at first, he didn't mind you rejecting him when he asked you to be his Valentine's date. maybe it was too much for you, that going to the gala with him might give your schoolmates the wrong idea.

and as always, Sunghoon took it like a man though it did confuse him cause he thought you both were on the same page. he was planning to ask you out if you had said yes but it's probably too early for it.

for you both to be official.

you've been spending a lot of time together since the beginning of the second semester. going on dates, studying together, and fucking each other's brains out for stress relief so Sunghoon thought there was something there but now he thinks that he read everything wrongly.

he's fully aware that you don’t owe him anything but he couldn't help himself feeling a little dumbfounded going alone to this event that your department's hosting. he thought that you'd be alone too but as he watches you and Jake wandering around to find your assigned table, he's lowkey regretting not asking other girls to keep him company instead.

.

you immediately felt Sunghoon's stare as soon as you entered the doors with Jake. rejecting him wasn’t really your intention because you'll gladly be his date for this event. it’s just that everything's becoming too real and confusing when he never even asked you to be his in the first place.

that's why you've been taking your distance.

it was just a simple date for a gala though so it shouldn't have mattered to you nor mean much to Sunghoon. he’d probably have a substitute date after you declined that’s why you said yes to Jake when he asked so you won’t look like a fool just in case you see Sunghoon there with someone else.

you don’t know if Jake knew that his best friend asked you first. with how close they are, surely it should be given that he’ll be aware but the surprise on Sunghoon’s face tells you otherwise.

now you’re utterly fucked.

this could appear as a low blow to Sunghoon since Jake’s his best friend. you should've considered this possibility when you agreed to be Jake's date but it somehow slipped your mind for whatever reason. it must be the desperation in you, considering him as a blessing in disguise when he asked you pretty last minute because you were already debating on not going.

seeing Sunghoon with a date would only ruin your night even if it's your fault. so you really thank the stars that Jake decided to ask you since you're already familiar with each other. besides, he’s a very sweet guy who’s become dear to you after sharing a class with him last semester so why not?

you’ve already acknowledged your stupidity in decision making anyway so might as well go through with it.

to ease up your nerves, you try conversing with Jake as soon as you both sit down, avoiding the pull to look at Sunghoon's way who's standing by the counter. you can see his figure from your peripheral view, wondering why he's still there when everyone is settling in their seats since the program's about to start.

could he be avoiding you and Jake? or is it the many girls crowding him? still taking chances if he'd entertain them since he didn't bring a date.

you’re sure they hounded him as soon as he arrived by himself but he could be waiting for you. to see if you were alone as well based on how he reacted earlier so now the guilt has been eating you up more quickly than you anticipated.

.

Sunghoon should've picked any of those girls to sit by him as he approached your table. watching you flirt with Jake was harder for him than he initially thought.

it riles Sunghoon up that you're being so sweet with Jake, even putting your hands on his chest whether it’s intentionally or not. he couldn’t even blame his best friend cause Jake's natural charm can woo anyone who comes across him.

"hoon, man, where's your date?" his friend turns to him as he’s sitting down on the chair while Sunghoon's gaze remains on you.

"nah i don't need one," he says dismissively, quickly switching his gaze to Jake with an amused smile cause he finds it adorable that you're avoiding his eyes.

he also finds it funny how Jake seems to be clueless about this underlying tension between you two, just like how Sunghoon is with this game you're playing. 

he’s sure that he’s been so obvious but he also knows how dense his best friend could be. honestly, Sunghoon doesn’t really care either way if Jake knows whatever's going on or not. what he wants is to understand you because he couldn’t remember doing something that would have pushed you to go for his best friend instead of him.

if Sunghoon had asked anyone, they’d just tell him to move on since you basically gave your answer but he’s a driven man. plus, the way you're acting around him says enough so he smiles wickedly at himself.

this night should be fun. 

if you really don’t give a fuck about him anymore then you would've acted differently so he'll just let you play around with Jake for now.

.

the program's halfway done when you feel someone's leg nudging yours below the table. without a doubt, it’s Sunghoon’s but you're still refusing to look at him. it'll frustrate him for sure but he surprises you when he casually joins your conversation with Jake. hopefully, your date won't notice that you've been avoiding his best friend.

everything was smooth since Sunghoon was doing the same as you, engaging in normal conversations with the others at your table despite his quiet personality. except, for the nonstop heated gazes he throws your way while his long ass legs nudge yours from time to time, provoking you.

you see, ignorance is usually your forte but not when it comes to Sunghoon and he knows that. it's like he must've sensed that you're about to kick his leg away cause he suddenly gets up, excusing himself to go to the washroom.

you end up hitting the chair instead, causing you to wince lightly and grabbing Jake's attention. his best friend, on the other hand, didn’t care about it nor your glare towards his retreating figure. so instead you turn to a very worried Jake and smile reassuringly at him.

"are you sure? you can just sit down and i'll get the food for you later"

"i am jakey, don't worry" you reach out to hold his shoulder and he calms down, relief now in his eyes as you smile at him. he returns it with an even brighter smile and just then realizes how gorgeous he actually is.

but so is Sunghoon, who by the way, hasn’t come back yet. 

you backtracked cause why was he still lingering in your mind. worrying about him was even worse and it's making you restless no matter how much you shrug them away by talking more to Jake.

when dinner starts, your date rises from his seat to line up for food. he offered once again but you declined, leading for his worry to return. still needing a lot of convincing, you stand up and twirl to show Jake that you’re fine.

"see? totally okay! i'll be back okay?" you nod at him as you walk away, eyes immediately looking for Sunghoon who's nowhere to be found. you ponder his whereabouts cause he could be fucking someone right now like he used to in events like these.

the scenario your mind came up with made you uneasy. no denying on your part that seeing Sunghoon earlier with a bunch of girls made your stomach churn. you might totally lose your appetite if you somehow found him in that compromising situation. yes, it's essentially your fault because none of these feelings would be here had you said yes to him.

.

navigating around the empty halls was fortunately easy despite the intricate design of the place. the whole venue screamed classy and elegant so it took you a bit of time to find the large fancy washroom located on the upper floor because you were fawning over the interiors.

it's where you suspect Sunghoon would be instead of the ones downstairs that are usually packed with people. he's the type to find places where no one usually goes, preferring peace amid any form of ruckus.

and you were right, instantly spotting him leaning by the edge of the black marble counter with one hand in his pockets.

"took you long enough" he scoffs, looking up to you from his phone. he looks annoyed as he places it beside him but he proceeds to do you a one over that definitely didn't make you wet now that you're also taking his whole fit at once.

all formal in black with that signature hair of his that you really love.

"well thanks to you" you reply drily, recovering from that small relapse with your annoyance bubbling back to the surface. he must’ve thought it’s directed to him when you’re actually mad at yourself but you’ll let him think that way.

it's fun and this is how you usually talk anyway, bickering and teasing which you surely missed when things got awkward between you since that day.

"me? you're the one who's all over Jake" he huffs, shooting you a glare that you found amusing. he does look cute whenever he’s sulking, especially when he gets jealous although he masks it with indifference each time you call him out on it.

"he's my date hoon" you deadpan, stating the obvious which irks Sunghoon even more but he notices the mischievous glint in your eyes.

“why are you with him?” he starts, trying to sound nonchalant as he leans back. it might be hopeless and he shouldn't care this much but Sunghoon just wants to know the very reason he's alone in this gala.

“why can’t i be with jake?”

he was gonna tell you why if his ears didn't catch the teasing lilt in your tone the more you step closer to him. “isn’t he your best friend hoonie?” you add when he didn't answer, noticing his thick brows scrunching as he adjusts his gold bangle bracelets.

so you are doing it on purpose, staring him down right now with those beautiful eyes and playful smile like you didn’t break his heart weeks ago. he may acted like he was expecting you earlier but you pretty much didn’t care so he's still unsure why you followed him here when Jake's probably out there waiting for you.

maybe Sunghoon was wrong. well, he had been clearly assuming a lot of things so who knows. this could just be his inner desire hoping that you still want him.

“he is, but it doesn’t mean that i’ll share you with him” you're startled when Sunghoon grabs your waist as soon as his arms can reach you. he pulls you closer to him before burying his face in the crook of your neck. 

one of your hands grasps his hair as a reflex, the other gripping his shoulders as you try to come up with a response. it's a bit hard when you can feel his breath fanning against your skin but he holds you for a bit, waiting for you to stop him.

when you didn’t, his lips touched your skin and began leaving kisses around your exposed collarbones. and since Sunghoon's been very familiar with your sensitive spots, he finds your weakest spot in the neck right away, coaxing a needy whimper from you.

“i-i’m not yours hoon” you're struggling to reply when you feel Sunghoon's smile but you love how eager he's been. aside from missing him in general, you’re deprived of his touch too since the last time you were in this position was the day you turned him down.

"no? but this one’s mine right?” both his hands move down and grab a handful of your ass, earning a surprise gasp from you. they're pretty quick too that you didn't even realize Sunghoon's pulled down your dress' plunging neckline, freeing your tits right in front of his face.

he eyes them hungrily as a hand of his stays on holding the hem, embarrassment flooding you as a result though he’s seen your bare body several times already. 

in all honesty, Sunghoon would’ve found your flower shaped pasties adorable if the circumstances were different. he teases you nonstop about them cause he secretly loves it when you wear them instead of bras, easy access each time he touches you.

despite how much he missed you, he's still pissed so he peels them off a bit harshly, eager to taste your perked nipples but he finds it absurd that you're shying away from him.

the audacity of you to come here then.

instead of putting your pasties aside, he keeps them in his pockets and you’re about to protest when his large hands are on your bare tits at once, fondling them briefly before he latches his mouth on one of them.

"h-hoon—" a loud moan slips from your lips when his tongue starts flickering your nipple, leading you to grab his hair again and push his face further on your chest. 

he occasionally bites a nipple as his palm gropes your breast, rendering you speechless at how it feels. you keep arching your back so Sunghoon's other hand returns to gripping your hips steadily.

looking down, you see Sunghoon's playfully making suctions while sucking your tits. it's his way of teasing you as he alternates on sucking both your breasts with his eyes closed, allowing your eyes to fixate on the mole in his nose that you adore.

with your breathing getting heavier every minute, suppressing your giggles has also been difficult each time his hair brushes your skin.

"hoon please.." you didn't plan on begging him but he's just too good at finding what makes you weak. watching his wet tongue and sharp canines graze your nubs didn't help either, heightening the sensation throughout your body so you couldn't help it.

but Sunghoon's a tease so you should've expected him to release your nipples with a pop after hearing your plea. with a taunting grin.

"now you're begging" he snickers, knowing exactly what you want from him. you pay no mind to it, brain’s all muddled currently at watching him lick his lower lips, eyes zeroing in on his saliva disconnecting from your buds.

you turn mute at that, not knowing how to respond to Sunghoon. the usual witty response to counter him’s nowhere to be found. all you can think of is finding ways to return to his good graces so you relent.

“yeah i am” you say quietly which surprises Sunghoon. you’re never the type to beg so he presumes that it's because you’re probably feeling guilty.

that’s why you’re here.

not really to see him but just to make him feel better.

it must be it so he proceeds to stare you down, contemplating if he’ll give you what you want. of course, Sunghoon would want to but he couldn’t possibly let you get away with this stunt you’re pulling tonight.

your exposed wet stricken breasts cause you to shiver while doing your best to maintain Sunghoon's gaze. he's making you wait too long so you softly squeeze his padded shoulders for an answer, watching his face morph back into being smug.

but before Sunghoon can even respond, you drop to your knees and look up at him with pleading eyes. he curses in his head trying to not give in right there. he's gotta keep his hardened exterior cause it's not often you’re this desperate hence why it’s one of his favourites.

“want my dick?” he teases, the familiar sly grin now plastered on his lips. you nuzzle against his clothed thigh as an answer and Sunghoon couldn’t help himself to reach out and caress your cheek.

he sees your hand reaching out and he takes it, allowing you to feel him over. then your hand fumbles to unbutton Sunghoon’s suit blazer, revealing his lean body that compliments his muscled arms.

he's fucking hot with this alone, given your kneeling position and you can't wait to finally make up to him now that he's letting you.

you're still a bit sus though that Sunghoon's making everything so easy.

he must've had other plans so you quickly pull down his pants and boxers, to have his cock in your mouth. you didn't get to though, his ringed fingers threading right through your scalp to stop you. a surprise whine and frustrating sigh escapes you but Sunghoon's enjoying seeing you like this.

“hoonie..” you coo, trying to look more deflated so he’ll release you. your earlier hunch was right and now little whore in you is excited to have his punishments again. 

you eye his cock, so angry already with the precum coated tip that you’d do anything to taste it again but Sunghoon’s firm grip on your hair reminded you of what you did.

a pout graces your lips, surely he already knows what you’ve been missing. it’s been about a week or two since the last time you fooled around with Sunghoon, the same day you rejected him.

he stares at you intently without saying a word, seemingly unimpressed with your current way of begging. you're getting conscious again, mind scrambling on what else to do to convince him but you can't think of any.

but there's one thing you both have in common, impatience. you see it in the way he grabs his dick to tease your lips with it, running the tip across the edge of your lips. your tongue darts out in hopes of catching it but he suddenly slaps it against your cheek, causing you to pathetically whine against his clothed thigh.

“suddenly this desperate? then why’d you say yes to him?” 

“i…”

you ran out of excuses just because you didn’t want to tell Sunghoon the truth. you’re not sure if he’s aware or which part of the truth he knows. if he does then it wouldn’t be a surprise. he can read you like an open book that’s why avoiding him earlier ended up being pointless.

it’s also why Sunghoon releases his grip on your hair a bit, allowing you to take his cock in your mouth. he misses the warmth your mouth is around him, the eager look in your eyes as you keep bobbing your head to please him.

well, it’s not enough. even for you, cause now he sees that familiar glint in your eyes when you want something more.

his hand didn’t leave your hair the entire time and excitement rush through you as soon as you watch him shift his stance, believing he’ll start fucking your throat.

but Sunghoon doesn't, if the smirk on his face is anything to go by.

instead, he pushed your head further down his cock, causing you to gag with the sudden movement. good thing you have amazing reflexes, hollowing your cheeks and breathing through your nose as you try to maintain eye contact.

you’re struggling when Sunghoon bunches up your hair and gives it a hard pull.

"did you really think i'd give you what you want?" he taunts, chuckling darkly as you moan around his length, the vibrations turning his laugh into a deep groan.

he would've let you with those begging eyes. he loves the desperation in them, making it one of his weaknesses. there's nothing he wants more than to fuck your throat but he can't give in that easy.

your head game's unmatched and it almost made him forget why you're here until he sees you slow your pace, intentionally taking him deeper until his tip nudges the back of your throat.

his hand returns pulling your hair, to the side this time as he picks up the phone beside him. it stings but you don't mind, letting Sunghoon control the pace of your sucking however he wants.

"so cock hungry, aren't you?" he grits his teeth, followed by a deep grunt.

he's being mean but you don't mind, nodding while your sole focus is running your tongue through the underside of his dick. to hear more of his deep grunts, now that he's mindlessly moving his hips slowly.

already anticipating it, you close your eyes to avoid the flash from Sunghoon's phone. if it'll make him forgive you then so be it.

you're not too concerned right now other than to make sure he finishes in your mouth. it boosts your ego, how you must've been doing so good for him to record you like this.

which suddenly ceased as soon as he releases your hair, his cock slipping out your drooling mouth.

"hoon?" you query, voice a bit confused as to why he's stopping you when you sense that he's close. 

"get up" he spits and you obey, a bit disappointed when you see him putting his very hard length back in his pants.

before you can protest, Sunghoon flips you around and pulls you against him. now you're both facing the other mirror in front of you while you're on his lap.

you watch Sunghoon resumes what he was doing before you begged to suck him off. he's kissing your shoulders and upper back this time, ringed hands fondling your tits again and it's increasing your desperation. you can feel how hard he is under you so you start grinding on him out of frustration, hoping he'll finally fuck you.

"w-what do you want hoonie hmm? if you d-don't wanna fuck here then.." you gasp, stammering each word as his groping becomes rougher. "we can go back to dinner then leave after..oh fuck.." you throw your head back when pinches your sensitive nipples, grabbing a handful of his hair behind you.

"pretty sure it's over by now.." he drawls after suddenly releasing you, feeling his breath against your skin as his hands move down to guide your hips. you've been watching him through the mirror this time, looking unfazed while ignoring your words.

"but you still want dessert, right jake?" he adds, shifting his eyes to someone in the corner.

realization washed over you even before following Sunghoon's eyes after hearing the name. there in the corner of the room, you see Jake standing and clutching his phone in one hand while holding the door with widened eyes.

"i was wondering where you are.." his voice echoes, eyes trained on both you and his best friend. you have no idea how long Jake's been standing there, if he saw the whole thing or what. you were too busy focusing on anything else aside from his best friend.

and if he meant you or Sunghoon he didn't specify.

you both should've stopped but his best friend has no intention of, continuing to play with you as if Jake's not there. this tells you exactly how Jake found you both. the way he wasn't entirely surprised at what welcomed him, eyes raking your half-naked form which causes you to squirm against Sunghoon's lap.

Jake looks a bit nervous but there's a slight eagerness swimming in his eyes. you wonder if this is the first time Sunghoon did this, sending him lewd videos or pictures which you honestly find kinda hot. you keep grinding against Sunghoon's cock while watching Jake's gaze fixed on your tits which Sunghoon continues to fondle, earning more needy whines from you.

"figured that he's looking for us.." Sunghoon says wryly as he stops your hips from moving, his unbothered face turning to his best friend like this is just a common scenario between them. you watch Jake gulp nervously, slowly sinking in the implication of Sunghoon's words.

you heard it clearly, his tone alone suggesting that this night's far from over.

not until he's satisfied with your apology now that you have an audience.

e/n: now let's ignore that this was supposed to be for Valentine's but i ain't gonna wait for next year to post this to be on the right season 😭

[heckinconfusedparade]

When Tails grows up, he’s a grumpy teen for a couple years. Usually wanting to be on his own, his sassy remarks get more lethal, and he is super frustrated that his voice keeps cracking, so villains don’t take him seriously.

The worst part: he no longer wants hugs or cuddles.

Sonic is so upset. He’s not a hugger, but he makes an exception sometimes for his beloved baby bro. He has fond memories of cuddling him to sleep when nights get tough.

Then this fuckin teenage genius fox is like “I don’t need a hug, I’m not a little kid anymore” and Sonic’s like 🥺🥺🥺🥺 “but you’re still my little kid”

Sonic somehow has a sense for when Tails gets nightmares, he always seems to appear when he wakes up from them. The grumpy teen is too sleepy to tell the hedgehog to gtfo of his bed, he doesn’t need to be comforted.

Tails still gives hugs to Amy tho! Amy is very happy about this! Bestie hugs are the best! She kinda feels bad for Sonic, but she still teases him whenever he sees them hugging.

With Knux, Tails doesn’t have a choice, he is GOING to get noogied, and he’s GOING to fuckin like it!

Tails spends a bit more time on Angel Island because it’s much more peaceful up there, and he enjoys the company of Knuckles and this squad of chao that always seem to find him.

Cream also gets hugs still. He’s not a monster.

Super Sonic Suffering for 3 years until Tails is over his emo phase and likes hugs again. When that happens Sonic carry’s him around for a bit, not giving a damn if the kid towers over him now. HE DONT CARE WHAT TIME SAYS HES STILL HIS BABY BOYE

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Hit ‘Em Up! (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Cowboy!Gojo Satoru x Cowboy!Geto Suguru x Black!Cowgirl!Reader (Slow Burn/Enemies to Lovers)

Synopsis: You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINOS GTFO); poly!SatouSugu; Reader is Black & Fem; Mention of other JJK characters; Porn with Plot; Tragic Backstories; T/W for Childhood Trauma, Parental Death, Violence, Panic Attacks & Torture; Angst/Hurt/Comfort; Hand Kink; Masturbation; Voyeurism; Gay Sex; Polyamorous; Double Deepthroat; Mutual Oral; Fingering; CMNF; Spitroast; Riding; Unprotected PiV Sex; Creampies; Outside/Public Sex; Shotgunning; Multiple Positions; Spit Kink; Facials; MDom/fsub Undertones; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen PT I & II. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Twenty-Four. Epilogue + Soundtrack.

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NINE: KISS ME GENTLY IN THE MORNING. 

When you awaken under the pink sky of dawn, your head is in Geto’s lap and the fireflies are gone. 

You quickly sit up and look around, momentarily confused from your slumber. You find yourself in a sleeping bag by the now-smoldering fire and empty soup pot. Last night, you and the Gunslingers slurped down the rest of the hearty soup and shared the bottle of Jack, full and drunk, and telling funny stories about your lives. 

You learned so much about them like how Geto is afraid of leeches after being covered in them when he got lost one time in a swamp or how Gojo does great impressions.

You also learned that while Gojo is a funny and sleepy drunk, Geto is looser, wanting to dance and sing. He has a beautiful voice, silky and deep. He sang while Gojo tried to force you to dance, pulling on your hands. 

After you expressed to them your tragic past, Gojo and Geto made it their mission to take your mind off of it and make you smile. At one point, Gojo with his cheeks a cute pink from the alcohol whispered to you, “Y’know, you have a nice smile. Happiness looks good on you, sugar.”

You had flushed and felt butterflies that you passed off as effects of the booze. 

But it didn’t give you a buzz like the duo did. For once, you felt happy. Under the starry sky in the sweet summer air among the fireflies and good company, you felt like you felt bubbly. You felt tingly. You felt like you could touch the moon.

And when you finally passed out with the duo after the night ended, you didn’t wake up from night terrors. You realize now for the second time since you met Geto and Gojo, you haven’t had a single nightmare. 

Maybe…could this be…because of them?

You turn and look down at Geto sleeping beside you. He is curled up beside you under a blanket, his black hair and lashes streaked with light from the sun. He looks so serene and beautiful. You flush at the sight, feeling like you’re invading something private. 

You don’t see Gojo, but you figure he’s out scavenging or taking a walk. Deciding to fully wake up and take a stretch, you need something other than breakfast this morning: you need a bath.

So you quietly leave Geto to sleep and head up to the hot spring. The pool of bubbling, steaming water surrounded by rocks and wildflowers looks appetizing to you…including the man already in it. 

You don’t expect to see Gojo already there, naked and leaning against the rocks, his toned arms tossed over the rocks and his head leaned back. You startle, immediately covering your mouth in shock. “Oh, my God!” you gasp.

The snow-haired outlaw tilts his head forward to see you and smiles. “Sorry,” he chuckles. “Did I scare ya?” 

You blink at him, forcing yourself to look at his face and not at his toned pecs, pink nipples, or down below at the water where you’re sure he’s pantsless. You instead look at his hands which you realize now you’ve never seen out of their gloves before. 

His fingers are long, perfect for piano playing, and his knuckles on his right hand is tatted with a rose. You feel a cold shiver run through you as you stare at it. You don’t why. Have you seen this symbol before? 

“I-I didn’t know the hot spring was occupied already,” you stutter, looking away. You feel like a pervert and you feel stupid for it. You’ve seen plenty of men naked before! Why is he so different?  “Sorry. I’ll just wait.” 

You begin to turn and hurry away, heart pounding wildly. “Why?” he asks, sounding baffled by the idea. “There’s plenty of pool to go around! …Or are you that repulsed by me?” 

You turn around, taking the bait. “No, I’m not!” you scoff, flushing with embarrassment. “I just don’t want to bathe with a naked guy that I just…”

When you see him begin to laugh, you roll your eyes. “You’re such a dick,” you huff, irked. Gojo smiles at you, his blue eyes mischievous and playful. “I just like seein’ you flustered. It’s cute.” 

Once again, you turn away and start to walk. “Aww, c’mon, little miss, don’t be like that!” he whines. “It’s just a little fun between friends. Ain’t we friends?”

You stop and side-eye him, mostly to not look at him too much. “I don’t know,” you shoot back. “Are we? And even friends can still have privacy. You’re still a very naked guy and us bein’ friends don’t change that.” 

You honestly don’t even know if you are friends. Your heart says yes after last night, but your mind is still confused. You still want to run and protect yourself. Not realizing your internal conflict, Gojo rolls his eyes. “Well, if you’re gonna have your panties in a bunch over this, I’ll be riiiight over here.” 

He scoots over to the far other side of the pool, yards away from your spot.  “See? Now you’ve got your space. I’ll even turn around so you can’t see me…unless ya want to.”

His pink lips curl into a flirty smile, making liquid heat pool into your core. “Ya like what you see, little darlin’?” he purrs, his gaze seductive and hooded. 

“Not on your life,” you huff, making him give a big, bellied laugh.

You kick off your boots and socks, edge up to the pool, and hesitantly dip a toe into the water. Sensing your hesitation, Gojo turns around and begins washing his back with homemade soap. You appreciate that. Quickly, you strip off your clothes and place your gun on a nearby rock at arm’s reach. 

Then you slip into the water, sighing as soon as the warm liquid hits your skin. Once in, he turns back around. “Need any soap?” he asks. He doesn’t wait for you to say yes or no, instead tossing you the bar over the water. You catch it, emitting an impressed whistle from him, and just awkwardly sit there, your chest and bottom half submerged in the steamy water. 

Gojo goes back to closing his eyes and relaxing, so you take that time to wash up. You wash your body slowly, lathering yourself up in the rosemary-scented soap and warm water. It’s such a pleasure and a privilege to do so.

Silence falls among you, comfortable yet awkward. Should you talk? It feels weird to just sit in such silence after last night. 

“I-I wanted to thank you for listenin’ to me last night,” you awkwardly say, the words foreign on your tongue. Gojo opens his eyes and looks briefly confused, but then you see the lightbulb flicker. “Don’t worry ‘bout it,” he chuckles. “I could tell ya needed to get that off your chest as we all sometimes need to.” 

You smile, glad that he’s not making a big deal out of it. You begin to wash your neck but stop when you pass the scar under your neck and you see those blue eyes watching you. “It’s from an outlaw I had trouble with,” you explain, self-conscious. 

But Gojo, ever the sweetheart, shakes his head. “It’s okay to show me your scars, y’know,” he chuckles. “I think they’re hot.” You laugh, taken aback by the compliment but also put at ease. 

“You’d be the first,” you murmur. The many men you’ve come across don’t like women scarred up, but you have them. Physically and emotionally. 

Suddenly, Gojo slides up against the rocks, enough to give you a peak of his lower torso. You want to ask what the fuck he thinks he’s doing until you see the long, puffy, pink scar trailing from his hip to his ribcage. “Damn,” you gasp to yourself, not realizing that Gojo is watching you watch him. 

“Got shanked by Benji back when I was workin’ with him,” he explains. “He was upset with my quota of money brought in from doin’ his dirty work.” He grazes his fingers against the scar. “Never truly healed.” You can tell from the look in his eyes that he’s just as self-conscious as you are. You wonder if Geto has any scars too. 

“I think a tattoo would look sick there,” you comment. He snorts, nodding in agreement. “Geto thinks so too. Maybe someday.” Curiously, he nods at you. “You got any ink on ya?” 

You turn, showing him the pink flower tatted on your right backbone. “Just here,” you say, pointing at the tattoo. “An orchard, my birth mom’s favorite flower.”

You can feel Gojo’s eyes on you, making you feel like you’ve been dowsed in flames. “It’s beautiful,” he softly says, so genuine that it makes you burn. 

You turn back around, suddenly shy beneath his gaze and the comfort you feel from him and Geto. “I have to say, I never saw any of this comin’,” you giggle, more to yourself than to him. “I mean, just three days ago, I was fixin’ to kill you two and now we–” 

You pause, suddenly aware that Gojo is moving closer to you. You instinctively move back until you’re trapped between him and the rocks. “W-What are you doin’?” you demand, trying to move away from him.

He stops you, putting his arms on either side of you. “Don’t move,” he whispers, his tone firm. “Just follow my lead.” And then his lips are on yours. 

You’ve never been kissed in such a way. You’ve kissed many men in your lifetime, but none of them were as memorable or as mindblowing as this one. Gojo’s kiss is passionate, sweet, and–'oh, my God'–electric.

His pillowy-soft lips coax you to kiss him back until your mouths are moving as one. His hand moves to caress your cheek, his thumb softly stroking your skin as his tongue gently slides against your bottom lip. 

You slightly part your lips, allowing him access to you. His tongue slips inside of your mouth and swirls with yours, his lips still dancing passionately with yours. You can feel your body instinctively moving closer to his though your hands stay at your sides. Between your thighs, you throb, wanting more of him. Your hands tentatively move up to touch him, feeling him against you. 

But before you can though, he immediately pulls away and quickly yanks you behind him. You can’t even ask him what the hell he’s doing because he’s picking up your pistol and pulling the trigger three times, aiming up at a mountain peak. 

“What the fuck?!” you snap, angered, but that’s before you look up to where Gojo is aiming.

There, on one of the mountaintops towering over the hot spring, is a man. A man in black who clutches his chest and tumbles over the mountainside, his hat and gun tumbling in the wind alongside him. 

As soon as he does, you see heads sprout like weeds out of the mountains. At least twelve of them popping out from behind trees and rocks. Nothing but black hats, jackets, and gun barrels pointed straight at you and Gojo. 

An ambush, you realize. You’re being ambushed. 

“Duck!” Gojo shouts, immediately covering you as a spray of bullets begins to explode from the mountains.

You both crouch in the water beneath the rocks, bullets zipping past you to sink into the water and the grass surrounding the pool. Gojo keeps you trapped under the rocks until the bullets finally stop flying for a moment. “We need to get outta here!” you yell, pulling Gojo along to the edge of the pool. 

He stops you, giving you a firm look. “You get dressed and wake Geto up,” he orders. “I’ll hold ‘em off.” As fast as you can, you throw on the first thing you see–Geto’s denim jacket–and pull on your boots before Gojo gets out of the water butt-naked and starts shooting. 

Once the bullets start flying again, you quickly take cover between the trees and hurry down the cliffside, nearly sliding all the way down to Geto…who is still asleep. You pounce on him, shaking him awake. “Geto, wake up!” you shout.

The long-haired outlaw immediately leaps from his sleeping bag and rolls over to you straddles you, his gun at your temple, and a dark, menacing look in his eyes. Not at all like the Geto you’ve grown to know. 

When he realizes it’s you and not someone trying to off him, he immediately gets off of you only to duck as a bullet zips past him into a tree, spooking the horses. He takes your hand and drags you with him for cover. “What the hell is goin’ on?” he demands, pulling you behind a large rock. 

You cringe at the sound of the whinying horses and explosion of bullets from the mountaintops. “We’re bein’ ambushed,” you pant. “Gojo and I were in the pool and–” 

“Gojo and you were in the pool?” he interrupts, blinking at you. “Is that my jacket?” 

“Focus!” you snap. “He saved me from a bullet to the back of the head. I don’t know who these guys are, but it’s clear that they’re after us.” Slowly, you peek behind the rock just as another bullet flies past you and lands near the soup pot.

You see a man behind a tree near the hot spring, Gojo nowhere to be found. “There!” you call, pointing at the shooter. 

Geto turns and looks just as the shooter gets ready to reload. “Stay down,” he orders, his voice deep and on the hint of a growl, as he slips his gun out of his holster. He begins to shoot and you turn away, already knowing that Geto will hit his target. 

As you do, you see something. Something glittering from between the trees, yards away from the horses: the barrel of a rifle.

“Geto, look out!” you shout, quickly knocking him out of the way. You immediately aim for his attacker and shoot twice, smoke exploding from your pistol. You hear a grunt and the rifle drops. 

You look down at Geto once the shock has subsided.  “Are you okay?” you worriedly ask, staring down at him underneath you.

The handsome outlaw stares up at you, his eyes shining in the sunlight. “I definitely am now,” he murmurs. 

Though he isn’t touching you, you feel as if he has just ran his hands all over you. You know realize that all you’re wearing under his jacket are your panties that rub against the belt buckle of his jeans as you straddle him. Your eyes flicker down to his lips, soft, pink, and parted deliciously for you. You could lean down and kiss him now if you wanted to.

A pained, gargled groan stops you from possibly doing something that you’ll regret later. Quickly, you jump off of Geto and creep towards the shooter now lying faceup in the forest, his gun lying beside him. Blood blossoms from his chest and lower abandonem, the red liquid dripping out of his mouth. 

You cringe at the sight, feeling bad while also considering that he tried to kill Geto. Slowly, Geto kneels down beside the dying man and takes his limp right hand into his, taking off his glove. There, on his knuckles, is a black rose tattoo.

“That’s Benji’s symbol,” Geto states, narrowing his eyes at the tattoo. “These are his men.” 

He takes off his own riding glove and sure enough, the same rose tattoo sits on his right hand. You think back to Gojo’s rose tattoo and that same icy shiver run through you and your head throbs. Where have you seen this tattoo before? 

Before you can wonder about this any further, Gojo is zooming past you in his clothes and boots, hauling his white ass to his horse. “We need to get the fuck outta here!” he screams. “Grab whatever you can and let’s bounce!”

You now realize that the gun explosions from the mountaintops have stopped, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t more. 

You three don’t stick around to find out. Quickly, you pack up as much as you can and mount your horses before speeding off down the road, to the next town.

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

was talking to a friend today about college and how i felt a little self-conscious about my job. me not doing secondary education because i chose not to.

i had said that i just didnt know what i wanted to do with my life. in terms to a career. i didn't know what direction or what i even wanted to do. so i decided after hs to start working because well- a.) i needed to gtfo of my parent's houses because our relationships were on threads and b.) i just didnt know what i wanted to do. so i started working because- well- if i was to do anything ill just grind shit out until i figure it out.

and like- i felt a little self-conscious about it because its... physical labor and i work for a scummy company. so i felt weird about it. not shame! but like- i was of a lower standard than that or not as "cool"

i just dont know what i want to do with my life or what i would find passion on making a career out of. i see some of my friends going to college and like so deadset on a degree and a career that im almost embarrassed to say i dont know what i want to do. i know its not THIS job and people have already told me im insane for saving for retirement at this age but i want to live my life.

so its like- i dont know. i have noooo idea what i want to do. i love writing but im sure writing wouldnt pay the bills like that. and i dont think i have a passion quite like some authors.

i dont know!!! i guess i just felt a little stunned and lost?? i mean ik im young and only 21 but holy fuck i have no idea what i want to do with my life yet and it almost makes me envious of those who have their strong knowledge on what their heart tells them.

she told me- my friend. that she had no idea either. shes in college ofc but its like- she knows she wants to help people and something else i forget now but i think that really helped me make sense of this weird embarrassment i have for this job. its just not all that cool, man. i just dont have my direction yet. still figuring shit out. ik ive done so much already for my age and thats not to be discouraged or discounted but holy fuck the fact that some people KNOW who they want to be? and theyre younger than me??? it just makes me anxious to rush into something like college because of the financial stuff. but people have their hearts set on something and i think thats wonderful but how can you at that age know? and will i ever have that feeling too.

maybe im destined to not know and for this to BE what i do because it works. the warehouse job is safe and pays the bills, but like what if im missing something.

i feel like im too young to know but also too old to NOT know.

[lonelylonelyghost]

Aozora no Tamago - a little gem of a jdrama that you've never heard of

a.k.a do not separate them. They won't be able to breathe by themselves.

"... After I became friends with Tori, I was the center of his world for a long time. He, as one might put it, regarded my unconditional existence as that of a god. He was a passionate monotheist."

****

The story is told from the perspective of Sakaki Tsukasa. He is just a normal guy. He had a regular childhood, he went to a regular school, and now works at a regular insurance company. There is nothing special about him, he tells us. He doesn't tell us about his own kindness, his positivity, his enormous empathy, which draw in all the people around him. He does tell us a lot, however, about his friend, Tori.

Tori Shinichi is a hikikomori. He works as a programmer. He's extremely observant and smart. He's mentally ill. He likes to cook strange food, the recipes for which he finds on the internet. He has awful social skills and will not hesitate to tell you to stfu and gtfo no matter your age, gender or political affiliation. The only exception, the only person for whom Tori has patience and kindness, whose opinion matters to him, is Sakaki. He's the only one to whom Tori can't deny anything, the only one who can make him go outside of his apartment.

These two are... something else.

It's hard to categorize their relationship by any standard metric. It's not romantic, but it's not exactly platonic either. It's a friendship, a childhood crush, an all-consuming codependency.

They are connected by a red string, but fate has nothing to do with this. Sakaki and Tori wove the thread themselves and then voluntarily wrapped it over both their souls until it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. The thing that I said about not being able to breathe without each other? Not an exaggeration.

****

Ah.

And it's also a detective story, by the way.

Sakaki and Tori solve cases together... Well, it's more like Sakaki would periodically just stumble upon someone and drag the unsuspected victim of his endless compassion to Tori's place, and then Tori would have to figure out what the hell to do with all that mess, because he would like to get those strangers out of his house and turn his friend's attention back to him again, thank you very much.

There are only three cases in total:

“A trio in the moonlit night”,

“The footsteps of a mermaid”,

“The child with wings”.

Firstly, I think that the names are sick.

Secondly, those cases are quite unusual. The problems that our duo has to resolve are the kinds that many regular people are forced to deal with, and they're not overly intricate or mind-bending, but they are shown from unique angles and are always not quite what you would expect.

(Sakaki is seen here doing... whatever it is he's doing, while Tori is grumpy because he was forced to go outside for the first time in forever)

****

Japanese dramas, as at least I have noticed, tend to be quite specific. It can be seen as a disadvantage because many of them don't have the mainstream appeal. But on the other hand, if you find a show that matches your vibe, if it hits, then it HITS.

I discovered Aozora No Tamago I-don't-remember-when but definitely a long time ago and got hooked instantly. There was something raw, something visceral in those main characters, in the relationship between them. In the cases that seemed mundane and bizarre simultaneously, but was told with such warmth and understanding. Something that put a mirror to some of my own behavior and thought process and made me go, huh.

Not many people know of this drama. It's made back in 2012 and was relatively obscure even back then. And now it's already 12 years old (oh my god), but if my review/recommendation/unhinged rambling will peak the interest of at least one person, then I'll be really happy

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[minheeskitten]

Some of my opinions on kpop.fandoms and general fandoms as well:

-You can't call yourself the parent of a fandom if only a few people call you that. Don't force it. No one can say you are part of any family without you consenting to it.

-Fanwars are stupid and have no place in kpop. And fanwars in other fandoms make people who are in multiple fandoms feel bad. Stop starting fanwars. They're useless.

-Making idols act like you are family is gross and creepy Especially if you try to get them to call you 'mom' or 'dad'

-People who collect album versions instead of photocards deserve just as much a chance to show off.

-Fatshaming any idol is wrong. Even Sh*nd*ng. No matter how much you hate anyone. Do. Not. Fatshame.

-Titles mean nothing. "It girl" and "It boy" are useless terms. This isn't high school.

-Anyone under 18 is a child. Don't make *any* sexual comments about them. Its gross.

-"S/Hes so fine' Is a sexual comment. As is anything of the sort. If you think otherwise, block me.

-If an idol says they're uncomfortable with something, a specific photo set or something else. Stop using it, and spread the word.

-Stop asking idols to marry you. They *can't*. And they likely don't want to.

-If you're creepy/ making an idol uncomfortable in a fancall you should get banned from fancalls with them.

-If you call anyone in their 20s 'old' you are factually incorrect as well as obviously a young teen or preteen, and you shouldn't be interacting in fandom until you learn to interact. Fandom has no age limit, but there shouldn't be any age shaming.

-No amount of bullying is okay. Don't be ableist, or rude. Or racist. Kpop has no space for that. Fandom in general has no space for it.

-You shouldn't be ableist. Fans have disabilities, and you not allowing those fans into fandoms, is why you're toxic. Not everyone who is disabled has a 'visible' disability.

-Dont make fancams, if you don't want people to use them. Fancams are gonna be used. If you don't want others to use them, don't make them.

-If an idol wants to ruin their reputation by doing stupid things, then let them learn it the hard way. Trying to teach an idol who doesn't want to learn is stupid.

-If an idol wants to ruin their reputation by doing stupid things, then let them learn it the hard way. Trying to teach an idol who doesn't want to learn is stupid.

-Defending islamophobic idols is stupid. And it only proves you yourself are islamophobic (if you are, gtfo my page.)

-Stop making every little thing a scandal so quickly. It's pointless and just gets more unrightful hate.

-Stop blaming groups for things when the company is the one in the wrong. Most of the time, it is the company in the wrong, not the idol

-Hold your idols and companies accountable for their mistakes.

-If you see a scandal or issue, do your research and look into it, instead of just spreading it around.

-Don't overreact to scandals or problems. It's pointless and just becomes hysteria.

-Idols shouldn't be made to feel ashamed of needing glasses to see. Or any sort of aid like that.

-Purposely ignoring a boycott of a group is wrong, and oftentimes will make the groups situation worse. (i am begging you, boycott e'last rn)

-Calling any group a 'flop' is rude. It's even more rude when they clearly aren't.

-Stop acting like you know the idol personally. You're a fan to them. Yeah they want to know fans, but there's no way you'd know them personally from fancalls.

-If you say an idol is being problematic. Show us your source. Where did you hear it from. Tell us.

-Don't tell people who are using a fancam to source the fancam. They're not always going to source it. It's only appropriate if you're asking so you can use it as well. And do it nicely.

-If you are incapable of basic human decency, you shouldn't be interacting with idols or other big figures in your fandom.

-Don't shame someone based on how many albums or photocards they have. Their worth as a fan is not based on those things.

-You don't need everything an idol ever suggests they like. Don't waste your money on something you won't use.

-You don't need any merch or anything at all, to call yourself a fan of someone or something. Saying otherwise, is rude and classist.

-Don't bash fan creators. They're doing this for free. This includes, editors, artists and fic writers. Even if you don't like the content, don't bash the creative behind it. Block them and move on with your day, it's that simple.

-Stop being so fucking judgmental. Not everyone is going to be like you, accept that.

-Every fandom has toxic people. No fandom is free of it. Stop focusing on outcasting other fandoms for having toxic people and start outcasting those who are toxic within your own fandoms.

[nachos-and-movies]

No, yanno what, I’m not done with this movie yet

Cus I’ve been wondering about the right questions to ask.

Context: I think ‘Peter Pan & Wendy’ the live action disney remake is fucking awful and no one should waste their time watching it; it’s ugly and boring.

And my question when watching a bad movie is always “who was this made for?” Cus even godawful movies have at least 1 person who absolutely loves it, yanno. And in the end it doesn’t matter as much if a movie sucks as long as that 1 person got exactly what they wanted.

And with this movie, I genuinely don’t know what the answer is. People who love the colour puke-green?

It’s clearly not made for Peter Pan fans. The movie lacks good flying scenes, a Peter that smiles for more than 10% of the scenes he’s in, a Captain Hook that doesn’t resemble your drunk Uncle on the 4th of July, or a Neverland that is lush, beautiful and a playground for kid adventures.

It’s not for Pan fans that like darker variations of the story, there’s not nearly enough dead children in this.

It’s also not for winning brownie points with marginalised groups, like, really? You add dope representation and you put it in a shit movie? Do you think we’re stupid?

Is it for Disney fans? It’s definitely not for kid Disney fans or they would’ve added colour to the movie. Maybe colour-blind kid Disney fans? Movie’s too boring for that, don’t insult kids by having your movie be the equivalent of homework. Adult Disney fans then? Recent live actions do show that movie-makers think adults like boring, ugly and hard to see, so maybe… but then again, the movie is made BY disney adults, you’d think they’d know what their own people like to watch.

Which is how I got to the question I’m actually supposed to ask: Who is this movie made BY?

Cus I made a half-assed joke in my original review post of this movie, where I’m like “Are the writers okay? Maybe they need a vacation” but Actually..? I’m genuinely worried.

Cus I know 1 thing for sure and that’s that almost none of these crap-ass-motherfucking-dumb-shit-awful live action remakes have been made by people that actually LIKE movies, disney, fairytales or storytelling. Whoever is in the writing room right now, I can tell they fucking hate their job.

I can’t think of another reason why one of the biggest companies on this planet, with the biggest reputation and legacy to uphold, would be okay releasing the literal vomit they’re producing right now. It’s embarrassing. This is the company that got a standing ovation for a WORK IN PROGRESS, reduced to not being able to think further than British cliffs and forests when they think of Neverland, the literal most fantastical, whimsical, childlike wondrous place in fiction.

And then you start wondering how this could happen and the obvious answer is money capitalism the hubris of men, we all know this shtick. At this point I’m mostly just worried for my fellow creatives who clearly need to gtfo and work in a nice peaceful bookstore or smthn, i dunno, I wanna give them a hot coco real bad.

[mxvanrichten]

So much happened in last night's session. My brain is VIBRATING. As soon as I get off work, I gotta do my long rest journal entry for Silas. But my brain is going crazy and I just needed to word vomit.

Gonna describe some things that happened the best I can as they come to my memory, so they may be out of order of when they happened during the session:

Spoilers below the break:

- We know how to reconsecrate the three Fanes now.

- We met Exathanther, He's actually so sweet. His mind is wiped by his own doing because he made a deal with the same entity Kasimir did and wanted to forget, but we found out who he is through things around the library in the Amber Temple.

- So yeah, Kasimir found the vestige he was looking for, accepted it's offer and told us finally it was for his sister. We're all kinda pissed at him right now. Rudolph definitely yelled at him and told him he was being a selfish idiot. (Silas was afraid that Rudolph felt the same about him since he took the deal with Sykane. He asked him about it and Rudolph told Silas he doesn’t see him the same as he sees Kasimir because Silas did it in a tough moment in order to be alive again, and Kasimir is doing it for incredibly useless and selfish reasons for someone that doesn't even deserve to be brought back.)

- Also, at one point in the library Brandy found some books with names. She looked up her former lover Samuel, who she's been trying to track down. She thought she chose to come to Barovia to find him. Turns out he's been in Krezk, he was taken in and infected with lycanthropy. He ended up liking the people in his pack, they are helping Strahd and eventually, he told Strahd about where to find Brandy. Brandy was apparently with us, and they decided we were the group he wanted brought to Barovia to toy with. So basically FUCK SAMUEL, WE'RE KICKING HIS ASS ON SITE.

- We're also mad at Kasimir because when he say the sarcophagi he was looking for he ran straight for it instead of checking on Brandy when she was super hurt even though she's been super kind to him. Lil asshole. "Men are shit" - Brandy Looking Glass

- Silas and Rudolph took watch together for the first time in a while. They talked about notes Silas had taken from some of the books in the library, how they're sus of Kasimir, the wedding at Ravenloft they received an invite for and how Rudolph wants to go, but isn't sure that's going to go well. Silas made them tea, and he complimented it. Silas asked him that if things go wrong and he can't get out of his deal with Sykane if he'd please kill him because he knows he'd be the only one he could trust to actually do it. Rudolph agrees. Silas tells him he's welcome to no longer travel with the group if he feels it's best, but adds in that he would miss him and enjoys his company. Of course, Rudolph just kinda hmphs at Silas saying he'd miss him, but he tells Silas he thinks he's capable and that the rest of the group is as well. Silas also said, "We make a good team." But promptly, nervously is like "ummm, I mean like all of us." 😭🙈🙈🙈

- Ezmerelda is the queen of being the sweetest angel and bad ass bitch simultaneously. During her watch with Brandy she told her she's gonna help her find a new quarterstaff since the one she has was crafted by Samuel. Of course, first Brandy is gonna beat his ass with it, and Ez will gladly help.

- Then....drumrollllllll....we found the SUNSWORD!!! It's bad ass asf and we gave it to Brandy! So we're ready to gtfo our the temple and hopefully we can get out without having to have a run in with three remaining flame skulls.

And woooo we're level 9 now!!

I'm sure I forgot something and will edit this as I remember things, but damn last night was SO GOOOD and so many different emotions going on!!

[from-the-clouds]

I feel like Kendall was a good dad before season 1... from what we saw he was a present and caring dad. Post car accident he just like spiraled, I do think he feels guilt about it like in season 3, the more he distances himself from the family the better a father he seems to be.

He's just trying so hard to be Logan to 'win'. He is quoting his father in regards to his own children, thinking that's what he's supposed to be

This is me saying: I can fix him. I know i could. I'm not delusional i know it. I-

he was! i actually have a post on my sideblog about kendall being an absent father and why i think that is. i also think the car crash changed things too because like, that was someone's kid, and i think it was super telling after it happened when he was dancing at shiv's wedding, he could hardly look his own children in the eyes and that's sort of how it's been ever since.

BUT yeah. i think right now kendall thinks that in order to successfully be ceo he has to be his father, which is basically equally delusional to us thinking we could fix him lol.

it's also just funny because i think what would make kendall an actually decent ceo are all the ways in which he differs from logan. logan was running his own company into the ground before he died so kendall and roman thinking they need to do whatever their dad would do is just....so fucking stupid unless they also wanna run it into the ground. conversely, i do think them destroying waystar will be the only way kendall will actually gtfo and break the cycle.

anyways, he's annoying, and he needs to call his fucking daughter and actually protect his family instead of saying he does everything he does for his kids even though that's not true. i don't really believe he will ever be 'fixable' or a good dad until he's out of the company. but that seems unlikely to happen so the cycle will keep cycling. BUT STILL, a girl can dream. <3

[williammr01]

So here’s my initial thoughts to Ep 12 of Gap and the series in general. Maybe I’ll go back and re-watch it in a few days, but I will re-watch it again when my bestfriend gets to watch it. I love that we got a happy ending. I’m happy that Saint accomplished what he set out to do :) This series has brought me a lot of happiness, and I’m going to be a life long fan of the actors. Everyone involved with the show did an amazing job, especially the director and the camera people.

I called the finale’s plot points back in the first episode (Mon going to England), them breaking up in ep seven (where Sam says Mon can’t take it back), although I wasn’t sure they would get married until Sam’s proposal in episode nine, but I was sure it would have a happy ending just based on the general vibe of the show. i.e. the cutesy sound effects, what was portrayed as funny, and other basic reactions they’d have the characters give. Really the tone of this show (and plot) is a mashup of Imagine me and You and But I’m a Cheerleader, with an undercurrent of Better than Chocolate. (I recommend BiaC, not so much the other two.) And I think those reasons are why I’m feeling underwhelmed about the finale right now. I don’t live in a blackhole, so I saw photos of the finale- and seeing the dresses and everything probably took out a lot of the magic and gay joy I would have had seeing them for the first time in the episode- but it doesn’t change how I feel about the progression of the episode. Or how I felt about the plot in general. I got the memo from episode one that this wasn’t going to be a character deep dive, but as long as I could understand and root for the characters, that was enough for me. Sam and Mon’s characters had more than enough explanation in the ep, I just felt like some of the time spent on them being heartbroken was wasted, just a little. I mean we had seen that multiple times from episode six on. I’m just happy Mon stayed and let Sam finish speaking on the highway. I’m overjoyed that Sam made the first move this time. Kirk and Grandma... just hell naw. I don’t buy Kirk’s redemption at all. This mf*er can only now SEE that Sam isn’t happy? Not all the time they’ve been engaged? Not once, in all of the “this company is my only happiness/I refuse to marry Kirk”s did he not get it? Not when Sam said it to his freaking face that she was going to love Mon to her heart’s content? gtfo Kirk. And to make HIM be the thing that finally let’s Grandma tell Sam she’d be okay with Sam being gay... I just. Setting aside the whole patriarchy having to approve bs, I’m so tired of the plot about the homophobes and the “boyfriend” being good people despite their toxic actions. I’m so sick of having to watch media about how it’s possible for them to change. 90% of Gap’s plot was for the queer community, and this 10% bs of trying to say that the show isn’t calling homophobes out/spread a positive message just makes me want to throw up. These two people were so fucking toxic to Sam and Mon, I don’t want Kirk to get a happy ending. I didn’t want to see him once again fucking up someone’s wedding by not following the color theme. I didn’t want to see him, period. Honestly Grandma didn’t bother me as much (not until her explanation to Sam, but I am not getting into that right now), although her talk with Saint made me roll my eyes so hard. I had to pause and take deep breaths to get through it. Don’t even get me started on Sam bowing to Grandma, I’m doing my best to forget that. And I get it, my media experience is not the same as their projected viewers. I get that this was a passion project for Saint, about opening up more eyes in Thailand; and that as a feel good piece of media, I shouldn’t have expected differently. Saint and everyone gave us so much- guys we got the cute version of the Devil Wears Prada with a touch of 50 Shades, and I will forever be grateful. But not what I wanted for the finale.  Overall, loved the series. Hate that we dropped the point of Mon knowing about Kirk being the mole, it would have been another good reason/justification for Sam to just stop all contact with Mon. Hate that we didn’t get a scene of Mon telling her parents about Sam and her breaking up. Just a little bit more time spent on the characters, and not on them crying, would have done a whole lot to turn this episode around for me. However, I loved how affectionate Sam and Mon were, even during the sad parts of the episode. The first scene and the car scene are the highlights for me. I will always be grateful that this show gave us Mon and Sam being so affectionate with each other as a whole. I know I spent a lot of this post complaining about the finale, but it doesn’t take away my love for this series. I still want dvds and merch and all that. I’m going to miss this show a lot, and will probably never look at Saturdays the same way again.

[tamagaytchi]

the concept of like, the post not going to your mailbox or a mailfacility close by where you can pick it up, but instead is meant to be delivered straight to your door, is the Stupidest Fucking idea ever invented because there is no way for the people delivering it to contact you to tell you it's there so you can open the door for them, and then they just gtfo with it and send it back?? I get that they're suppose to like, have your number, but they never do and there's no way for you to tell it to them because the post goes through 3 different companies that do not have any customer support so there's no way ??? to win????? I just want to be put on the mail pedestal in front of all these companies and tell them off and say they came up with a horrible idea that never works and I want them all to sob admitting that I'm right and that they're sorry.... my evil era.. I want my frustration confirmed...

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” and see if they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them. Tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. And “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!

Just when you thought there was a cohesive plan for the Horrible-Scopes, that idea goes out the window. Yes there is a plan on HOW your ‘Scope came to be this week, but there’s no way to explain it easily. Try this explanation on for size: we rolled 12D12’s, each sign received a number, that number was used to search for music with that word in it, and finally your ‘Scope was born from that. With us so far? GREAT! Here we go!

Aries 

We’re taking you out for a drink at a bar this week. Not because we want you drunk, but because we want you to pull a prank on the bartender. When they ask you what you want, ask if you can get, “A Grasshopper”. Now you’ll likely get a sudden glazed look from them for a few seconds, followed by one of two reactions. Either A) They’ll tell you to order something REAL or GTFO, or 2) They’ll eventually, slowly, smirk at you and make it, but likely at a premium price. So This Week… Whatever price they tell you, pay it and tip an extra fiver. When people ask what the hell you’re drinking, just tell them in your best deadpan voice, “It Is Green”. 

Taurus 

Ok, this time we’re just going to blatantly tell you - The song, “The Twelve Days of Christmas”? At the end of it, there are 364 gifts given. But here’s the BEST part: Since its inception in 1909 there have been SO MANY variations on the theme that you likely never knew about! So This Week… Sing it like this… Twelve Bulls a roaring, Eleven Badgers baiting, Ten Ships a sailing, nine Lambs a-bleating, Eight Hares a running, Seven Squabs a swimming, Six Ducks a-laying, A Golden Ring, Four Colly Birds, Three Fat hens, Two French hens, And The Sprig of a Juniper Tree! (Look, it’s the “Christmas In July ‘Scope” for you. Deal!)

Gemini  

We know things have been rough on you lately, and we’re really expecting things to level off finally. But to get through this, you’ll need to get over yourself just a little because you’re suffering from Touch Starvation. No, you don’t need to go on some one-night stands, but you kinda do need to have some physical interactions. So This Week… Check your local listings, see if there’s a Cat Cafe in your vicinity, and book an hour’s time. And remember we said, “Cat Cafe”, not “Cat GIRL Cafe”. 

Cancer Moon-Child 

You need to brush up on your French. You want to go traveling out of the country, but you want to at least try to not be completely inept with language. Plus your cell phone’s data plan is going to charge you up the Yin-Yang if you want to use some translation service. So instead of buying a burner phone or relying on WIFI, just re-learn what you should still know from High School. So This Week… If you accidentally invite someone to go to bed with you while you’re in another country, be sure you’re asking the right person.

Leo 

We get that you want to change jobs; want a new challenge, to get out of the rut you’re in, but looking to keep your pay rate. It’s not as easy to do as it used to be, but getting lateral promotions are still a thing. Just look up what your job’s typical compensation is, do some application farming, and see what comes up. If you get a chushie 9-to-5 in your pay-zone, see what your current company will do for you. If they’re unwilling to match it, skoot out and enjoy the new digs! So This Week… Well, we just told you. See if anyone’s willing to give you more for your special set of skills. OH! And No-Compete Clauses are totally unenforceable! 

Virgo 

You need to sample some booze this week. Obviously NOT if you’re a recovering alcoholic, of course. But if you’re not, now's as good a time as any to try something new. Don’t get beer or wine or vodka or tequila; Nothing that’s your typical Frat-Party Drink. Get something with a little class for a change. So This Week… FINE! You want “wine” but are willing to try a twist on it? Get some Sherry then.

Libra

Before you start thinking you know what’s coming your way, just know that even The Stars didn’t know what to do for you. But there’s a plan that’ll be worthwhile. Normally we wouldn’t suggest feeding a bad mood, but we can make a suggestion that’ll be fun at least. So This Week… Buy a box of Hershey's Chocolate Bars - it comes out to about a dollar a bar - and freeze them. See if you can drop them on a tabletop, breaking them into just two pieces. It might take several attempts, so be glad you got the 36 pack. 

Scorpio 

There is an old adage: Two Wrongs Don’t Make A Right. Three Rights Make A Left. We’ll pause for a few seconds so you can work that one out. (*Pause*) Ok, good. Now. We’re sending you on a road trip to New Jersey to visit Hot Dog Johnny's in Buttzville. YES, that’s a real place! It’s a roadside landmark that serves only hot dogs and French fries plus birch beer in frosted mugs! So This Week… Don’t try to make a Left Turn on Jersey Thorofares. You can only make Three Rights. You’ll see when you get there.

Sagittarius 

Over the years there have been many variations on the Spider-Man theme, from the 1967 cartoon series to the 1977 live-action TV version. And, sure, there’s been all kinds of gritty or pop tunes made for him, but inevitably they all come back to the ‘67 classic for a reason. It’s the simple Rock-n-Roll, Blues, A-A-B-C style that’s just burned into our collective consciousness. So This Week… If you want to enjoy the classic as a punk version, grab 1995’s “Saturday Morning: Cartoons' Greatest Hits” album and listen to The Ramones taking a stab at it!   

Capricorn 

There are signs all over the place, all trying to distract you from what you need to do. Did you see the 1988 movie “They Live”? If you didn’t, you really need to see it! If you thought “Idiocracy” was too over-the-top trying to describe how humanity would devolve in 500 years, watch “They Live” and understand that it was written as a similar warning about 1980’s capitalism strangling society. So This Week… If someone offers you a set of sunglasses, Take Them! 

Aquarius 

Summer School is in and you need a Geography Pop Quiz: What city became the capital of the Roman Empire during the reign of Constantine the Great in 330 c.e.? (*PAUSE*) Time’s Up! Now, we would have accepted Byzantium, Nova Roma, Basileuousa (Queen of Cities), Megalopolis (the Great City), Polis (The City), or even Miklagarðr (the Big City in Norse). There are some of you who are now upset that we didn’t give a point for using either of the names used in a song by The Four Lads or They Might Be Giants. That’s because we asked what city BECAME - not what the city was named after it became the capital. So This Week… If you paid more attention in class we wouldn’t have to go through Summer School with you all over again. Now open your geography book to Chapter Seven and read up about Leif Erikson. And NO! He did NOT start a Cell Phone Company! 

Pisces  

Nobody wants to hear you say it, but you’re gunna. Not only are you right but we agree! Ol’ Billy Shakespear WAS a hack and used every cliche’ in the book! There’s no way someone like him could have come up with all those new words and terms and expressions and names while needing to have everything printed TWICE in a book so that it could be understood. If he was so damned good as a writer, how come no one can understand him? HMM?! So This Week… Have you ever tried to tame a shrew? Have you ever SEEN one? They’re like little mice, only different. You ever even HEARD of someone who’s tried to train one? Yeah, we didn’t think so. 

And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know - or check out the Ko-Fi page ( https://ko-fi.com/icarusthelunarguard )! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord, and BLUESKY.

[source-timeslip]

Multiplayer horror

I think this subgenre is worth exploring because multiplayer games in horror usually have to change the formula of modern horror games and compensate for the lack of isolation by being absolutely terrifying.

Making a multiplayer horror game seems easy in theory but when it comes to making them genuinely scary, it gets a lot harder. Most horror games bank on isolation to create a sense of unease in people, If you can imagine playing a game like alien isolation with a friend, it's automatically going to lose most of its fear factor because each player now has a buffer. They can distract themselves from the terrifying scene they've put themselves in.

Considering these points, there are a couple things I could do to create an effective multiplayer horror game. Change would be a big one, letting the player get comfortable negates any tension or fear the players have, multiple enemy types and evolving gameplay is a good way to keep a hold of the tension. Splitting the players up is an incredible way to keep the game scary, this sense of isolation is ten times worse than that in a single player horror because there's an absence of people. They used to be there and now there not, as opposed to there being no one with you to begin with.

GTFO

GTFO is a coop horror shooter. You play as prisoners descending into an underground complex to complete the objective. Each alien has the ability to alert the entire room of your presence. A lot of this games fear is built through tension rather than actual scares but it makes for terrifying encounters with the 'sleepers'.

Lethal Company

This might be one of my favorite multiplayer games at the moment. It does everything perfectly to create effective tension whilst still having multiple players. Firstly, you can choose to explore a vast array of different moons, each moon has it's own enemies and each one has it's own natural hazards keeping the gameplay fresh. The gameplay mechanic sees the players having to continuously enter the building on this moon to retrieve scrap. The proximity chat means players only have to be out of ear range of their team to feel isolated and they have no idea when someone in their team has died. Most monsters have different AI and attack patterns meaning you cant get used to any of them. I can tell you you don't know fear until you've had to listen to your friends muffled screams in the room over as they get eaten by an alien, leaving you alone to collect scrap to avoid being ejected into space.

[atomheartz]

to the now blocked anon user who continues to strangely stalk my blog:

okay so let me get this straight: i said that i do share posts and have called and emailed my representatives and have donated to causes in the past when we hoped the money would reach them and reposted videos from people in gaza and supported journalists doing the ground work and am actively boycotting the major companies that the bds movement has asked consumers to boycott, but i'm still pretending to care.

also, I DON'T HAVE A CAR. there are no public transportation options near me! i can't 'just drive' to a protest. i get four sick days with my job, i can't just take one to go to a protest when a lot of the ones near me are hours away. some things just are not feasible for me in this point in my life.

and while this isn't the case for me, you had no idea if i have a disability that makes it hard for me to attend these things. not everyone is lucky enough to live in walkable cities, or have readily available transportation. maybe you need to work

and seriously, fuck you. fuck you for coming into my inbox, ON ANON, mind you, and telling me not to respond to quite frankly some really rude shit. guess what? I DON'T HAVE TO JUSTIFY SHIT TO YOU, yet here i am anyways.

if you follow me, gtfo right now. and if you're just weirdly stalking my dinky little tumblr blog, you're the one who needs to get a fucking life.

also, oh wise and powerful anon, you should know that gazans have directly told us that monetary donations aren't doing shit right now because the aid isn't reaching them.

'activists' like you are so fucking frustrating. i am going to keep doing what i can with my means to spread awareness and resources about palestine. i share what i can find that's been fact checked about congo and sudan, too.

my part may be small, but i will not be silent. and i won't have some holier than thou motherfucker come into my inbox and tell me what i'm doing is lesser than when it's all i can do with my means.