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mimiiiiiiiiisstuff · 18 hours ago
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"Mad Woman"
ok yall im out of school now! this was rushed so don't judge, when i write i just pour out whatever's in my head, that's why it's almost always rushed. i feel like if i don't write it, it'll disappeare! also to everyone hating in my asks, NO ONE IS FORCING YOU TO READ MY WORK!!!! hating does nothing but discourage me and lower my already non-existent confidence in my writing. pls leave me alone, if you don't have anything nice to say; don't say anything. i LOVE all my positive asks and comments, they make my day. don't ruin it for me.
Six months, that's how long it's been since Bruce exiled you to New York and left you alone once again. It's been 387 days since Tiffany Maverick pulled the rug from beneath your feet and ensnared your family in her web of lies and manipulation. For six months, your family ignored you, only Alfred sending you the occasional care package which you promptly threw in the garbage.
You wish Tiffany and Damian were as content with ignoring you as the rest of the family but unfortunately, they went out of their way to rub their closeness in your face by sending you pictures of family movie night, family game night, and the family attending their school events. It made you angry at first, before you saw how funny it was. A family of billionaires, a family of detectives, a family of vigilantes, sitting next to a spy; obliviously feeding her insider information. The Batman, sitting grinning ear to ear next to a girl who could be his downfall.
Surprisingly, boarding school was amazing. The boys were hot, though most arrogant and dumb, they were all loaded and into you. The girls idolized you from the moment you walked in, your word was law around here and the power felt amazing. You decided what was in and out, who was hot and who was not; a huge difference and change of pace from the years of bullying and ridicule at Gotham Prep.
The charm came with your new abilities, most likely. Sure, the first two months were fucking painful and exposed you to pain you didn't think was possible but it was a small price to pay. It was nothing for the power of being able to charm and flirt your way out of just about anything, being able to eject venom with the slightest trace of your fresh set of acrylics, being able to literally bite people with your fangs and have them enjoy it, sensing heat signatures and feeling emotions and eyes on you, having the ability to give literal bone-crushing hugs, and so many things you haven't even discovered.
Not to mention your random overnight makeover! Suddenly, your figure was to die for, perfect in all senses of the word. Your skin gleamed and shimmered in the light, long shed away were all the blemishes and scars. Your hair always shiny and your teeth always pearly white, albeit a bit sharp. You're the image of beauty.
Who cares about the price when the product was this good anyway?
Who needed familial love when everyone here worshipped you? That new view and utter hatred for the family is what convinced you to accept Ariele, your boarding school bff and roomie,'s offer to spend summer break with her family in the south of france. Of course, you wanted to go back to manor for a week before meeting her there. Alfred asked you to come and though you were angry at him, you missed the old man. You swore to yourself that you'd only stay the night, catch up with Alfred, and ignore your 'family' then promptly spend the summer half naked, tanning on a super yacht with your girls.
Little did you know that you'd never make it to france, in fact, you wouldn't even make it out the manor now that Tim discovered the truth and told the rest of the family.
Tim Drake noticed things. Small things. Minute details that other people might overlook. That's how he found the truth.
It started with the cooking. Tiffany had casually mentioned one evening that she’d found some old recipes in the manor’s archives, recipes that you had once written down, hoping to impress Damian with Arabic dinners and desserts. Tiffany had barely glanced at the handwritten notes before she had offered to make dinner that night—a perfect replica of your signature stuffed cabbage leaves, Malfoof, as you called it.
Tim had been there when it happened. He’d recognized it immediately. The dish was one of your favorites, one you had made for family dinners. It was too familiar, too precise for Tiffany, it lacked the usual love and effort.
Then came the awards. It was subtle at first, too. Tiffany casually dropping that she had “entered a local baking competition” and how much fun it had been to win. Tim had known that you had been the one to actually win that competition the year before, he remembered rolling his eyes as you foolishly tried to impress him. But when he checked the award Tiffany had won? It looked eerily similar to the one that you had earned. Tiffany didn’t even bother hiding her gloating as she showed it off, calling it “another step toward making Gotham proud.”
Tim’s stomach churned. It wasn’t a coincidence. Tiffany was stealing your life and he was the only one that saw it. Who knows what else she was stealing.
The pieces clicked into place when he found the old photo albums. Tiffany had been snooping around the library one afternoon, pulling out albums that had been tucked away in the back, ones that hadn’t been touched in years. They were full of memories of your achievements, pictures of family vacations, awards won for charity work and academic excellence. Baby photo's, old camera's, journals, even old clothes.It wasn’t just admiration. It was an obsession.
He saw her dig through and read every one of your old entries, saw her stare at pictures and attempt to manuever her body how you stood, but what really creeped him out was when she started tracing over your handwriting.
Tim couldn’t let it go. This was insane. It was almost as if Tiffany wanted to wear your skin.
It wasn’t that he wanted to make Tiffany an enemy or villainize her, quite the opposite actually, he'd been ignoring her strange behavior and smell for a year now because of how fond he was of her. But this? This was crossing a line. She wasn’t just trying to fit in anymore, this was dangerous.
He now suspected there was more to Tiffany than just her obsession with your life and after putting the pieces together, it was becoming clear: Tiffany was playing a much deeper game. She wasn’t just trying to steal your identity, she was stealing information, too.
Tim’s investigative skills had been honed through years of being the tech guy of the Batfamily, and when something felt off, he didn’t ignore it. Not anymore, he started tracking small anomalies—times when Tiffany’s presence seemed too convenient, moments when crucial data about Gotham’s underworld went missing from the Batcomputer, or when confidential mission details were leaked through channels Tim knew the Batfamily didn’t use. Times when the Joker seemed to know the family's course of action and times when villains knew Duke's plans.
That’s when it clicked.
Tiffany wasn’t just trying to fit in with the family. She was spying. Her affections with the family were a cover for something darker. She had been gathering intelligence for a shadowy organization, feeding them vital information about their operations. This was bigger than him—this was a full-blown infiltration. Tiffany was working for someone else, someone dangerous.
Tiffany’s betrayal ran deep, and her spying wasn’t just about information anymore; it was personal. She had been stealing pieces of your life, your successes, your talents , your family. She had slowly taken everything that you had worked for and twisted it into her own false narrative. It was sickening.
Tim couldn’t stand it anymore. He had dug through encrypted files, tracked hidden transmissions, and pieced together cryptic conversations. Tiffany wasn’t just trying to steal your identity for the sake of becoming the perfect family member. No. She was mimicking your cooking and baking skills, down to the awards she had won for those very talents. She had been trying to erase you and replace you with a manufactured version of herself.
It was almost too much for Tim to handle. But there was something even worse lurking beneath the surface: the deeper he dug, the more it became clear that Tiffany wasn’t just feeding information to criminals. She had been feeding off your spirit, your presence and she had nearly replaced you entirely.
Now he just needed to tell the other.
The tension in the Batcave could be cut with a knife as Tim stood before Bruce, Dick, Jason, Damian, Duke, Cass, Steph, Barbara, and Alfred, ready to show them what he had discovered.
“I’ve been tracking Tiffany’s movements for the last few days,” Tim began, his voice low but sharp. “And I found something that’s... unsettling.”
Bruce, who had been scanning a mission report, looked up with interest. Dick turned to Tim, a puzzled expression on his face. Alfred stepped forward, his usual composed demeanor now replaced with a rare concern. Even Damian looked confused.
“What did you find, Master Tim?” Alfred asked, his tone calm, but there was a flicker of unease in his eyes.
Tim didn’t hesitate. He clicked a button on the computer, and the large screen behind him flickered to life. A series of encrypted files appeared—mission logs, surveillance footage, and even intercepted communications. The Batcave was suffocating in its silence as Tim presented the evidence to Bruce, Dick, Jason, Alfred, and the others. His fingers flew over the keyboard, and every new image, every new file, felt like a punch in the gut.
There was a long silence as everyone processed the information. Bruce’s usual stoic expression faltered for a moment, and Dick clenched his fists. The weight of the revelation was hitting hard, but it wasn’t just the betrayal that hurt. It was that someone in their midst had been pulling the strings behind their backs for a year.
The data was damning. It was all there, proof that Tiffany had been copying your recipes, your designs, your machines, even stealing the culinary awards that you had earned over the years. And on top of that, she had been siphoning critical Batfamily intel to an unknown organisation. The information was so sensitive, it could have jeopardized every single one of them.
“Do you see it now?” Tim’s voice was quieter, but his anger was unmistakable. He flicked the last file onto the screen. Tiffany’s false accomplishments, stolen directly from you. The stolen recipes. The mission intel sent out from the Batcomputer under her watch. “All of us have been blind to it.”
“About a month ago,” Tim said, “I found an odd encryption pattern in the Batcomputer—something I’ve never seen before. When I decrypted it, I found a set of mission details. Ones that shouldn’t have left the system. I traced the origin back to Tiffany.”
Alfred's face tightened as he took in the footage on the screen. It was a recording of Tiffany accessing classified Batfamily data, tapping into their most sensitive files.
“She’s been stealing information,” Tim continued, his voice gaining intensity. “Every single time she’s interacted with the Batcomputer, she’s been sending that data out to an unknown address. I can't track where it's coming from, it's too advanced; even for me.
“Impossible,” Bruce muttered, but his eyes were narrowing in disbelief. “Why would she—?”
“Because she’s a spy,” Tim interrupted, “and it gets worse. She’s been feeding them everything. Our weaknesses, our next moves, our schedules. She’s not just a mole in the manor. She’s been working against us this whole time. She's why so many missions have failed.Tim’s eyes narrowed. “It’s not just the family’s accomplishments she’s been stealing. She’s been getting close to each of us, using our trust. She knows things, personal things, and she’s been leaking that information. She’s been feeding it to the highest bidder, giving Gotham’s worst players a playbook for taking us down.”
Dick’s face twisted with disbelief. “She was pretending to be (y/n), taking her accomplishments as her own, but—” He trailed off, his voice faltering. “How could we have let this happen? How did we not notice?”
Jason’s voice cut through the heavy silence, rough and sharp, like a crack of thunder. He stepped forward, fists clenched. “I should’ve known. She’s been playing everyone, pretending like she’s all sweet and innocent, but she was using all of us.” Jason’s eyes flicked to the screen, then back at Tim, his face a mask of fury. “She lied to me. She’s been lying to all of us. And she’s been trying to replace her.” His hand slammed onto the table, and the anger in his voice was unmistakable. “She doesn’t belong here. We trusted her. We all trusted her.” Jason’s anger bubbled over. This betrayal, the way Tiffany had wormed her way into their lives, made him see red
He couldn’t keep it in any longer. “I should’ve known,” Jason spat, pacing in circles, his fists clenched tight at his sides. “I let her get close to me. I let her in, we all did! And now look at this. She’s been pretending to be everything she’s not. She’s been trying to take her place, her rightful place in this family!”
Alfred, who had been silent until now, cleared his throat, his voice filled with quiet but growing fury. “I should have seen it,” he muttered, his gaze darkening. “I was too lenient with her. I allowed her to slip through the cracks, to play at being part of this family. I should have known better.” His usually calm demeanor was cracking, and the regret in his voice was palpable.
Bruce’s lips pressed into a thin line as the weight of Tim’s words sank in. His eyes hardened as he stared at the screen, disappointment creeping into his features. Tiffany had been their guest, their supposed family, and this whole time, she had been playing them all. You had tried to warn them.
Duke, who had been standing quietly at the back of the room, spoke up. His voice was low but steady.
“I knew something was off,” Duke said, his eyes fixed on the screen. “I couldn’t put my finger on it, but... she’d been acting weird around me. Always asking questions—asking about the family, the missions, everything. I thought I was paranoid.”
Damian had always been fiercely protective of what he considered his, no one could ever doubt that. He mocked you, saw you as his pathetic bastard older sister, he had wanted to hurt you. But now, as the reality of Tiffany’s betrayal settled in, something darker began to take root inside him. He remember your unconditional love for him, how you took everything he said did to you with grace and compassion. He remembered how good you were to him. He noticed that everything he thought he loved about Tiffany was what she stole from you. His eyes burned with rage as he thought about how Tiffany had wormed her way into the family and his heart, how she’d stolen your accomplishments, and how she’d attempted to erase his sibling from the very fabric of their world.
She was trying to replace her. That thought alone made his fists tighten, nails biting into his palms.
It had been a long time since Damian had felt this kind of protective rage. He was the blood of the Wayne family, the one who deserved to be at the center of it all, but you; his blood sibling, his equal, had always been ignored, undervalued ridiculed and neglected. And now Tiffany, a mere interloper, had dared to manipulate and tear him away from you.
Damian watched the family, his gaze flicking to each of them as they tried to process the betrayal. The anger from his family was palpable, but there was something else there too: possessiveness. Protectiveness. regret. They weren’t just angry at Tiffany for what she had done to you, they were furious at themselves for pushing you away and leaving you alone and unprotected in New York.
You were his responsibility, his blood, and no one; not even Tiffany, was going to steal you away from him. He had always wanted to prove his superiority to the others, but now that wasn’t his focus. His attention was fixed solely on bringing you back to him, where you belonged.
Cass, who had been silently observing, nodded. Her face was unreadable, but the tension in her jaw told Tim that she, too, had been sensing something wrong for weeks.
Steph, ever the sharp observer, had her arms crossed over her chest, her usual sarcasm now tempered with a cold seriousness. “I knew she wasn’t perfect, but this? This is next-level crazy. Are you sure bout this Time?” She leaned forward, her voice suddenly harder.
Barbra was too shocked to say anything. This was not how today was supposed to go.
Alfred glanced toward Bruce. “Master Bruce,” he said softly, “the level of infiltration, this is something I never anticipated. We should have seen the signs.”
Bruce’s expression was steely. “We were too distracted, too willing to accept her presence as part of the family. We let our guard down.”
“That’s not just her fault,” Dick interjected. “We’ve all been too trusting. Especially with everything that happened with (y/n).” His voice hardened as he glanced at the screen again, eyes flicking to Tim. “What now? What do we do about it?”
Tim stepped forward, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. “I’ve already notified our allies. The information she’s passed is enough to give this organization an upper hand in Gotham, maybe beyond. She hasn't revealed our identities but she might soon. we can’t let her get away with it. She’s been playing us this whole time.”
Steph threw her hands up in exasperation. “So what, we just let her go? She’s been lying to us, manipulating us for months! ?”
Tim’s eyes were cold, calculating. “We’ll have to trap her. Use the information she’s already stolen to set her up. Once we confront her, we’ll make sure she doesn’t get away.”
Bruce’s fists were clenched at his sides, his jaw set in stone. He had failed [Y/N]—he had failed his child. The weight of that was too much for him to bear. “This ends now. We’re going to fix this.”
Ok yall since apparently 8 ppl think my work is absoulte shit and and SURE i knew how they felt this is pretty rushed and i feel like it sucks! anyway!! i hope at least some people enjoy <33 send in nice aks and questions and ideas pls. its so fun answering them. yall are mind readers and are so creative!! lmk if there's any typos bc I copy-pasted half of it from my notes app. yeah i did write half of this when i was supposed to be in class, and??? Next chapter Tiffany gets confronted, reader comes home, Batfam start groveling and regretting their actions, sort of on their way to yandere-ism and make reader move back to gotham to be closer to "family"
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osakanone · 3 days ago
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Writer here.
Actually to hell with this false equivalence and the advice.
Advice is a form of social nostalgia. We learn something, but we remove the bad parts to help us remember the thing. We simplify it down.
When we pass it on, we conveniently forget to put the shitty parts back on, because that's how memory works and its part of how we value advice appropriateness of past experiences.
We do this even when someone's situation and context is totally unlike our own and we do so with confidence until we learn not to.
The big lesson?
Life doesn't generalize. Neither does context.
Experience does not generalize. That's literally how and why people are different from one another. We get to know people unlike ourselves so we can see differing contexts, so we know when our experiences do not generalize. So we can see beyond ourselves.
Some people desperately want to think all of life generalizes, but that's the same mentality which produces people who think they can personal choices their way out of any imaginable problem.
As an example, a thousand Signalis like tragedies doesn't prepare someone for a dead spouse.
A million Disco Elysiums cannot undo decades of catastrophic self-hatred.
Its not like a fire-drill where after doing it enough you go into autopilot with some kind of readiness and automaticity even if it claims to sell you that fantasy.
It can put tools in your hand, but only if your context is close enough that the tools are actionable and useful.
If the realization is not useful, you can't act on it.
Sometimes it is, sometimes its not, often because minor contextural factors will intervene.
What if you have a lot of complex feelings about both a dead spouse and your concept of gender and its all too muddled to process in Signalis and it messes with your ability to process your grief?
What if you have a lot of complex feelings about an alcoholic parent and Harry makes you forgive things you shouldn't forgive?
People are influenced by media, and they do do things like this.
Sometimes instinctively, they even know they shouldn't and will drop something.
Like don't get me wrong, advice is helpful sometimes but its ultimately still advice in the form of roleplay with number of players zero.
The real thing is not an abstraction.
Sometimes what people actually need isn't piles and piles of tools, but distance. To know things can be different, or just not to think about what's happening so they can get things done that will help their situation. To know there is something worth working towards. That it isn't going to rain forever.
Sometimes what people want is catharsis or just relief or to feel seen rather than to learn or be told something or shown a different way to think or be given actionable tools.
They just want to escape so there's a reward to getting things done that let them continue to exist. A carrot on the end of a stick so things feel worth doing.
Sometimes people aren't willing to suffer to get there because they're already so depleted, and get those lessons because they just want a carrot to only be a carrot.
You might say that unreasonable or unrealistic or even childish but many people don't get a controlled environment in their heads to begin with (and potentially not even one in their lives) so your bit about a controlled sandbox doesn't generalize either.
The sheer distance of how far away two human contexts can even be is beyond imagination in its nuanced emergent subtleties.
Nothing in our evolution has prepared us for the era we live in.
Lots of people as a defense mechanism will struggle to connect with others who have difficult experiences as a means of limiting the incoming pain as they're already saturated.
That's not going to help someone connect to a story or care enough to complete it.
Fiction can be useful to bridge those gaps or even bring people closer, but it won't make people whole again, especially if they don't even know what being whole is or if they don't have space to walk.
Remember Maslow's higherarchy?
Think of where you have to be for personal growth to happen.
Lots of people begin from below the ground up, not even knowing what experiences they didn't get to have or what lessons they weren't taught as children, assuming they were even taught any.
The context where your advice genuinely helps?
Not everybody is there.
Please remember this.
Take care.
whenever people say they can't watch/play/read anything slightly upsetting or scary or challenging because it's... upsetting or scary or challenging all i can think of is this lol
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girl-drink-drunk · 2 days ago
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i love love love that it was nathan, not harold, who came up with the idea of the back door to the machine, who wanted to save the people deemed not important, who we get to see have a bunch of guilt over what they did and who started saving people first. so often when the genius inventor has a partner they turn out to be a backstabber or someone who refuses to do the right thing while the inventor wants to. i was absolutely gutted when he was killed.
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urangelrose · 6 hours ago
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the law and your subconscious is not biased
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the law works the same for everyone, it is not a muscle that needs to be exercised. it's like gravity, it exists and is happening nonetheless.
if you feed your subconscious material, it has no choice other than to believe it. it cannot differentiate a joke from fact, just as it cannot differentiate true from false. it also cannot tell the difference between a good thing or a bad thing. why? because your subconscious is like a computer, it reads information and projects it into your reality. if your subconscious is told xyz is true, it will simply mirror your thoughts and manifest it. easy as that.
your subconscious has no morality or bias. it is a computer, all it does is as I said... mirror your thoughts into your reality.
the law has been implemented into your lives since you have had the cognitive ability to do so. the law is wrapped and intertwined into every single thing in your reality, you can't stop it, it is constant. this means, again... the law is not biased.
this is why you can literally be bawling your eyes out and still manifest your desire. if you feed your subconscious information, it's not going to worry whether you're crying or not. plus, since the law is always working... it's also not going to care if you're bawling your eyes out or not.
using this logic, your subconscious also doesn't care if this information is 'true' or not. it's blind, niave... it believes it regardless.
enjoy your reality,
rose.
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genderqueerdykes · 2 days ago
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This might be a reach since I'm a bit emotional about it but in response to one of your recent posts:
I've also noticed a lot of "trans friendly" cis people (who are usually not actually as progressive as they believe they are anyways, even regarding transfems) using "trans women are women" or equal shorthands to signal their support and in turn just... completely brush over the existence of enbies and mascs as a whole.
Like obviously the statement in itself is true. Trans women are women. But it's used as the end all be all of the trans community. Like that's the only thing that matters and that we're fighting to have recognized.
It sounds a little whiney, but I wouldn't be so bothered by it if those same people then didn't turn around and spew the most hateful shit about men either in complete disregard to trans men&mascs or, even worse, including them in their hatred.
I don't know. Am I reaching? It's just been frustrating me...
you're not whiny or reaching, that's definitely happening in real time. it's okay to feel fucked up by this, it's not okay.
generally speaking whenever someone runs some kind of account on social media where they want to look like they accept trans people, they will immediately default to saying "trans rights!" and then "Trans women are women!" and then that's literally where the conversation dies. i do not understand why people continue to do this. yes it's important to uphold trans women but why does the conversation literally fucking die right after that?
i don't get why transfemininity and trans womanhood are seen as the entirety of/end all be all of transness by a lot of people but it's frustrating because it's used to put a blanket over a lot of other people to silence them for no good reason. like you can type a few more words. "trans men are men!" the silence is genuinely deafening.
some people don't realize that it's not what they say, but what they leave out that says so much about how they feel.
take care of yourself. i don't think this behavior is right at all. people really do think the conversation about trans acceptance begins and dies at transfemininity and trans womanhood. it's just weird i literally don't understand it. if it's malicious, i just don't understand why. it's not helping anyone
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bi-planeandsimple · 2 days ago
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I want to highlight a point made above that is incredibly incorrect “Stop changing the subject to conditions inside American prisons which are obviously able to be changed without having zero prisons.”
the conditions inside American prisons are not “obviously” able to be changed. Just like cops cannot obviously be reformed. If that’s the case, why hasn’t it happened in the 160 years of prisons post the 13th Amendment passing? Ditto with cops - why are all good cops Serpico’ed to this day? Why do cops still get away with murder and abuse? Why do prison guards? Because the brutality and racism and dehumanization are the point. They have been baked into these institutions from the get-go, and cannot be removed. It’s not an external boil that can be removed, it’s a foundational building block of the criminal Justice system.
We cannot talk about reforming prisons to improve their conditions seriously when the general American population has been so steeped in anti-criminal propaganda, and anti-black racism, anything that does not actively harm criminals - like providing air conditioning in a prison that routinely gets over 100 degrees, even when inmates are dying of heat stroke - is seen as a reward or luxury, instead of a human right. Many prisons in the south still do not have AC for this reason. Not to mention making it difficult for prisoners to see friends and family, to save money they earn, or to read books or watch movies (which can all cost money - money that inmates don’t have).
I mentioned the 13th Amendment above. That’s because the text of the 13th Amendment states “Neither slavery nor involuntary servitude, except as punishment for crime whereof the party shall have been duly convicted, shall exist within the United States, or any place subject to their jurisdiction” slavery was never 100% abolished in the US or its territories - it only changed shape. It is not a coincidence so many black men and women are in prison. “Duly convicted” is a joke. It was not common for black men to serve on juries for decades in the south under Jim Crow, so how could black defendants be “duly convicted” by all-white juries? Not to mention all the barriers to hiring a good defense attorney - which still exist today. There will always be ways to circumvent “duly convicted” - remember the different mandatory minimums for the same exact drug? Crack cocaine vs powder? Bc one was used more by black peoples and the other was used more by white people?
i mean, The US still has territories!! Aka colonies! They have no voting rights but we can extract their resources from them and use them as cannon fodder in our armies. We are still literally a colonial power, of course white supremacy is baked in to all our institutions. slave masters never cared about the comfort or human rights of their slaves. So how can we “obviously” expect there to be real, meaningful reform of a system that exists to benefit American companies (providing free labor Aka slavery) as well as the current white supremacist power structure that is active in America to this day. This is why we cannot meaningfully talk about “reform” of prison- its antithetical to the purpose of prison. Reforming prison is like teaching a fish to walk. There’s a reason the fish isn’t walking - it was made for the ocean. Prison was made to grievously harm people, mostly black people. It was not built to protect society and certainly not to help victims. Harming people whether they are guilty or not and no matter what they are guilty of is it’s purpose. It has to be abolished completely. Abolitionists knew slavery could not be reformed - it had to be killed. Because slavery is antithetical to morality and humanity. It’s antithetical to the human rights every single person is born with, whether they are respected and acknowledged or not.
it benefits those in power for criminals to be seen as less than human. They can throw anyone in prison, can target any undesirable individual or group, (usually black people or Latinos, but also the mentally ill and more and more trans people) and then not be held accountable for how the prisoners are treated. Because the politician can say “well look, they committed a crime! They were “duly convicted” right?” Even if the whole trial was a sham. And then the inmates can be used for their labor - for free. Prisoners are forgotten and forsaken. They cannot vote while they are in prison, even though politics directly determines their fate - and often even after they have paid their debt to society, still cannot vote to affect the country they live in. Not to mention encouraging abuses of power against the powerless, guards against prisoners. Medical care withheld. Not providing a clean or safe place to sleep. Traumatizing prisoners with social isolation to the extreme. Prison does not reduce crime but then it was never supposed to. We cannot trust any government with the power to imprison anyone. Especially not a government in a white supremacist country like the United States. Racism cannot be divorced from the prison system. Racism - and specifically in this case white supremacy - is evil and so is prison, as it is primarily a tool of white supremacy.
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fadelstylist · 2 days ago
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Can't even talk about how sad and offended I am for how the characters handled the situation with Kant. I understand that Style wants to save his friend and that Kant wants to save himself (even if I don't believe a single word he says) but I'm so mad at Bison.
Why does he keep thinking it's all about him? Kant offended both. Not only Bison. He can't choose what Fadel is allowed to feel after all the problems he caused.
1. Kant almost sent him and Bison to jail. Yes, this betrayal affects Fadel too because it's more than a love story.
2. Kant put Style in danger, facing extreme situations (like getting shot) as consequences of Kant's lies. And yes, I know Style ended up accepting but he literally didn't have other options because Kant said "he can kill you if you leave now" and then "you are all I have".
3. Kant's plan triggered Fadel's past trauma and fears of:
a. Letting people in.
b. Betrayal.
c. Losing someone he loves.
Even if he could heal from a and b, he still needs to suffer from the c. Because, he knew since the beginning of the show, why he shouldn't dream of love. Because his lifestyle doesn't let him, because if you love someone you don't put them in danger. He can still lose Style and the cycle will start over and over again. It's crazy how little this show cares about mental health. Bison's is non-existent.
And after all of that, Bison decides that he will still put himself first, and make this whole scene (which is a clear emotional reaction after all the trauma) about himself as if this was always about not letting him get a boyfriend. It was never about that. The audacity of pointing a gun to Fadel and say "It's my life" as if it wasn't Fadel's too. Did Bison ever care about Fadel? Because Style is the only person who respects his feelings. Did he ever think about him when he did all of this? He literally ran away out of anger to "kill" Kant and didn't even tell him where. He not only didn't kill Kant but also teamed up with him.
And then he only says "I'm sorry, I was angry".
It's crazy.
Then you can tell me Bison isn't selfish and self-centered. How can't he never think about Fadel after doing anything? And when he could, he just pointed a gun at him because he chose himself. And let me tell you: Bison never had enough reasons to believe Kant was truthful. Fadel has reasons to believe because he knows that, somewhere in the middle, Style didn't even know about all of this (not to mention that their development was more realistic and coherent). Why still choosing Kant over Fadel? And I know it's not like he would've killed him but that action was a whole statement.
And even after all of the things Fadel had to face for Bison, he still chooses Bison. Fadel celebrated Bison's birthday (while being angry and hurt) and decided to forgive Kant. What Bison ever did for Fadel? He's just ungrateful for his protection.
It felt so wrong to see how Bison never take any of Fadel's feelings seriously. Like he doesn't matter because he's just a sad and bored brother. He probably doesn't know about any of the things Fadel went through because Fadel only told some stuff to someone who proved to care about him. And that's Style. And that's why I think Style was right when he said he's the only one who really wants the best for him.
Fadel was mocked off again during the "almost shooting" Kant scene. Whatever hurt Fadel felt, it doesn't matter because we only care about Bison's. Fadel gets to put the gun down and make some joke????? about the seafood????? And then you want to tell me the show takes Fadel's feelings serious? I literally can't rewatch that scene because I can't stand it. It feels so wrong. So much hurt untold and unhealed for the sake of the "plot".
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sorry if this sounds rude 😢 but you haven’t been posting a lot of stories lately and that’s like the only thing you have to do? just post something it’s not that big of a deal? dygwim? i think fanfic writers especially on the anime side like to exaggerate things too much and if you don’t post then just deactivate? there’s no point in staying if you’re not gonna do anything but reblog silly content all the time? i don't understand how so many ppl can follow you when you are not even trying to be grateful and you only write not what people request but what you find interesting (which is not, like vampier Shigaraki???? viking Dabi???? so silly stupid ideas imo 😒)? whoever finds your writing or you as a person nice is either blind or stupid. and even if you write something chaptered it takes you literally months to update which isn't fair to people?? but I guess you don't care at all. you must be a freaking entitled white woman to treat otherz the way you do.
(again sorry, didn't mean to sound rude) 😔
When I first read your message, I was completely speechless for a minute or two, anon.
Firstly, it seems there’s a misconception about what fanfiction writers, or any creative individuals for that matter, have to do. Let me clarify something important: creativity isn’t a tap that one can simply turn on and off at will. It’s a complex, often unpredictable process that cannot be rushed without compromising the integrity and quality of the work. Quality stories often require research, plotting, editing, and revising before they’re ready to share. My creative process isn’t a fast food joint, nonnie, and I'm not here to serve up reheated ideas just to fill the silence.
My blog belongs to no one but me. I post what I want, when I want. As for the content of my stories, I believe every writer has the right to explore subjects that excite them the most - even if that means delving into topics or settings others may find odd, like vampires or vikings. My goal is to write stories I’m passionate about and then offer them freely to anyone who might find them entertaining. Some people will, others won’t, and that’s absolutely okay.
Contrary to your belief, I don't exist solely to churn out stories at the speed you dictate. I write on my own time and for my own pleasure. The notion that I should be a content machine is, frankly, laughable. Writing takes time, creative energy, and often real-life circumstances can slow the process. I post when I’m ready, and if that doesn’t align with your desired schedule, you’re free to unfollow or seek out other writers who update more frequently. Suggesting I deactivate because I’m not constantly posting or because I reblog content I enjoy is dismissive at best. I'm not a streaming service like Netflix, darling🙄
Calling me an entitled white woman or implying I’m ungrateful crosses a line. You know nothing of my background or personal circumstances, and bringing race or entitlement into the conversation is neither accurate nor constructive. My ethnicity or personal identity, whatever it may be, does not diminish the value of my creative output, nor does it affect my commitment to my followers. I appreciate every person who visits my page - whether they come to enjoy what I reblog, to read stories I post or to offer critique.
It's also laughable that you think my followers are stupid. Just because their tastes don't align with yours doesn't make them any less intelligent. Diversity in fandoms exists because creativity resonates differently with everyone, something you seem incapable of recognizing.
In the end, I won’t apologize for taking the time I need to create or for following my own interests - that’s part of being a writer. I do, however, expect basic respect in return. If you can’t extend that courtesy, I hope you'll block me, step away from my blog, and never interact with any of my content again.
With all this in mind, it's precisely why I've stopped taking regular requests. Last year, I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of requests and the rudeness in many messages, pushing me to my limits. That's why I've decided to concentrate on my own projects and only accept commissioned work.
I'm taking a few days off to gather my thoughts and concentrate on my writing projects.
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karasublog · 2 days ago
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Michael Kaiser and the country Germany🇩🇪
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This is just a little analysis on my part, as I'm very interested in Michael Kaiser's story and also find it funny how Kaneshiro portrays Germany 📖🖋.
I'm German🇩🇪 and I know the rules, school, conditions of unemployment, blah blah blah...
Michael Kaiser's story, which starts in Berlin, is very new to me because, to be honest, it's very, very rare for something like this to happen in Germany (or rather, I've never experienced it or heard about it🙏🏻).
I'll mention a few essential points that are important to understand the ACTUAL AND MORE REALISTIC situation of people like Michael Kaiser and his father (all related to Germany and the help that is available here):
Citizen's income and social assistance: In Germany, all people who don't earn much or are even unemployed receive citizen's allowance, a type of financial assistance for people like Michael and his father in this case (if he requests it, of course!) 💶📄
School and its teachers: Here in Germany🇩🇪, school attendance is compulsory🏫. I believe, Michael did go to school, so it's kind of strange, that no teacher ever talked to him about the bruises he got from his father (like on his cheek, eye, etc.). Teachers here pay attention to that kind of thing and they probably know from the start that he's poor, so they probably pay even more attention to his condition! 🧑‍🏫💬 -> next (if the teachers would notice and help), the youth welfare office would visit and investigate Michael's home environment and determine that it wasn't safe enough. Then he would no longer have to live there 🫂🏚✅️.
Black market in Berlin:
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I've never heard of it and I don't think that exists in Berlin (?). At least not nowadays (after WW2 it had existed, but not anymore, bc we're not in a financial crisis nowadays and don't need a black market anymore lmfao??)💰📿
Stealing food from the supermarket: As a child, Michael was forced by his father to steal food/drinks from the supermarket🥛🛒:
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Some points that are important❗️ and questionable❓️ here:
-> Apparently stealing became a habit here and happened often, as Michael's father made him do it every day/week. So why didn't anyone notice? A child who takes things from the supermarket will quickly attract attention, especially if it happens regularly 👀👮
-> When you leave the store, it beeps and triggers an alarm if you steal something. With groceries, of course, it's often too inconvenient and there may not be an alarm, but the likelihood of Michael going undetected is relatively low 🚨🔊
And finally, Alexis Ness' role in Michael Kaiser's life:
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Like, if Ness really cares about him that much, why doesn't he get him professional help💀?? It's clear, he's suffered a lot and needs therapy lmfao, but he's simply allowed to continue playing soccer without anyone worrying about him?? Like, does Ness not realize Michael's literally punishing himself for failing or something😦... LIKE, GET HIM HELP ALREADY... WE HAVE PEOPLE HERE IN GERMANY WHO CAN LMFAO...
Okay, DONE. I know, many people (including me) like Michael's story and character🇩🇪⚽️. I wrote this analysis though, because I think negatively about the way Kaneshiro portrays Germany, like, it's not a country, where poor people or children in abusive households are forgotten or not provided with social assistance or financial help and stuff! Completely the opposite, actually. A lot of money is spent on the unemployed, poor people in general and also on migrants, so they are well looked after!! 💶✅️
I like Michael's character and his story, especially, because he made it this far with that cruel childhood and backstory, but it's just a bit over the top, I think, since it's pretty unrealistic...
I know, I'm a bit annoying, because obviously, pointing out flaws and unrealistic points is indeed annoying, especially with a character like Kaiser... But fact is, the Germany that's portrayed here, is definitely not the Germany I live in lmfao. If other Germans understand, what I mean, comment or text me in general lol💯.
ANYWAYS. I LOVE BLUE LOCK SM ⚽️🏆.
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neonaurore · 2 days ago
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it's not my job to change your mind when you're wrong. I don't need to spoonfeed my existence to you
yeah idgaf you're still an asshole
no we don't lol
my issue is it doesn't matter if you're nice or angry. you're being a dick regardless. being angry would just be more upfront but no amount of politeness will change that you're acting like a jerk by trying to tell an intersex person explaining being intersex that they sound like notorious TERF jk rowling??? I don't think you're talking down to me. you're just a jerk. you started this conversation out the gate swinging like an asshat, but you thought using polite wording would change that you said something rude as hell. you are passive aggressive whether you realize it or not. but the passive aggression isn't the issue. the issue is that you're wrong, but you think you're not wrong because you're using "correct" tone and the scary intersex people aren't being nice enough. even though while how you say an argument can convey it better, it does not change the content of that argument or if it is true or not
read up on this
I brought up the fact that changing those terms out makes it seems so much more wrong, (even though they aren't equatable whatsoever) to show that putting ANYTHING in those blanks is agressive, including the term already there.
yes but the equivalency is wrong. the swap out is equating intersex with gender identity which it isn't. watch this
"Also the idea that you can make yourself a person of color is untrue. You can tan your body or have plastic surgery but that does not make you POC"
watch when I switch up what the topic is about, suddenly wow, the topic is about an entirely different thing?? like yeah. it would be wrong to say you can't become a woman, because you can. but you can't become intersex. that's a fact. and it's not "aggressive" to say a literally correct statement
Intersex should be a defended term. It's a small amount of people and the less of them that speak up the less chance they have at reducing the genuine war-crimes constantly commited against them.
wow thanks for explaining my own oppression to me, o noble perisex savior.
The more people that incorrectly claim the term, the less grounds the term has as a whole.
ok so what the fuck IS your stance. because you're the one who was mad at OP for saying you can't transition to intersex?? and now you're like "oh we gotta defend the term" that is exactly what OP was doing
Theres no other way to shift a perspective then a clean, precise, chisel. Try it on me if you STILL don't feel like i agree with you.
I don't care if you agree with me or not you're still a fucking asshole to intersex people talking about intersexism. you're no better than cis people who police trans people, than men who try to filter feminists, than white people who get upset about how POC discuss racism
you are a tar pit. if you want to fix that, then learn that people do not need to spoon feed themselves specifically to you to make themselves more palatable because that does not work for fighting for rights
and read that tone policing article for the love of fucking god. I'm not gonna respond to this conversation again until you know why tone policing is bad
In case anyone needs a reminder…
Being transgender does not make you intersex.
Going through HRT does not make you intersex. Surgery cannot make you intersex.
Intersex people are born with atypical variations of physical, biological sex characteristics. That is what makes someone intersex.
Perisex trans people (especially on Reddit) have been recently insisting that just being transgender makes you intersex, and therefore able to speak over intersex people on issues that specifically affect us, especially when it comes to dangerous and offensive terminology. This is not true.
Also the idea that you can somehow “make yourself intersex” is untrue. You can make your body more androgynous through things like hormone treatment and surgery, but that does not make you intersex.
Falsely claiming intersex identity based on these things isn’t *always* malicious (though it is often done to speak over us) but it is always harmful.
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rainbowcarousels · 1 day ago
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In a break from my regularly scheduled lack of programming, I wanted to talk about how Angeal's rose tinted 'memory' in Ever Crisis. As I was going through things, some thoughts occurred to me and I want to collect them.
I think Jenova has a habit of integrating memory without understanding the individual relationships that cause code shifting in conversations or even the major differences between characters. Lucrecia as she portrays her is Mother, she's not Lucrecia as a person, she's a designation and part of the grouping of this being what a mother sounds like is based on Jenova's limited experience with the subject, especially with modern humans. The memory has the same feeling as Cloud's 'memory' of Nibelheim at the beginning of Rebirth, right down to a photograph and that's because those are Zack's memories but twisted and edited just enough to pass for Cloud's.
Angeal's relationship with the townsfolk when he was supposedly quite the thieving toerag of a kid screams of fantasy of being accepted and beloved. Heroism for him is producing crops, it's making sure his parents are taking care of and feeling accepted as part of a community where he grew up in poverty. It's rose tinted because it's literally rose tinted glasses.
I would bet that was not remotely his mother's reaction to him joining SOLDIER. We're saying Gillian Hewley, the woman who wouldn't talk about her experience to the point of death, who ran off with Angeal as a baby to try and get away from all of that, who preferred to live in poverty rather than take a single gil of Shinra's money, would have a) cared about Angeal's SOLDIER uniform looking sharp, b) ordered the 'finest materials straight from Midgar' and c) when Angeal expresses worry over dirtying it, would giggle and say it was fine when should just make him another? Does that sound like the same woman or does it seem like a fantasy of what he wished would have happened?
I'm going to go further here and say that in fact, it's much more likely to be in line with Genesis's mothers reaction and I'm wondering if either a) Jenova got them mixed up because of the close quarters or b) Jenova just characterised it as Mum Behaviour and went with it, assuming it all sounded roughly the same when the difference between Angeal's mother and Genesis's (and Lucrecia for that matter) is vast in terms of personality and relationships. Either way, I think this is again one of those little edits where she's using one memory to patch another.
Having now looked at some of the better quality pictures of a younger Gillian below, I am now more convinced than ever that the other Nibelheim scientist we see with Hollander in the opening film of First Soldier is Gillian. For me, this pretty much confirms Jenova had close proximity to the mamas (and Genesis's biological mother who SE need to stop gatekeeping because saying it's a secret is making me feral) and could have patterned their behaviours between that and the pre-existing J-cells.
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The next FS part cannot come soon enough, I am fascinated by this turn.
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faewrenbird · 2 days ago
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Homicipher Theory
Mr. Gap: The Homicidal Stalker
Disclaimer: This is all just my own interpretation and speculation. This is not negative or an attack on the character. I love Mr. Gap for being the worst of the worst. He’s sickening and awful and makes my skin crawl but in the best way that horror fiction can manage.
That said, Trigger Warnings: Mentions of stalking, sexual assault, serial killing, and cannibalism
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Homicipher spoilers/Mr Gap ending spoilers
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If we go by my pre-established theory that the Ghost Apartments are a haunted grounds where an apartment building was built over the ruins of a hospital and collapsed subway, then we must assume that it’s haunted by ghosts from many different time periods. I believe that ghosts like Mr. Crawling and Mr. Hood are among the oldest, original haunts. Ghosts like Mr. Silvair and the nurse are from the hospital time period. Some ghosts are from the subway collapse. And some, like Mr. Gap and the Bride, are more recent, from when the apartment building still had occupants before its abandonment.
Mr. Gap is a rather unique entity among the ghosts. He’s the only one who can be anywhere at any time, can easily shift between the real world and the spirit realm, and clearly understands that he is a ghost.
But why? What makes him special?
I fear that the answer may be an unsavory one...
Mr. Gap
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Mr. Gap is the second entity we can meet once we wake up with control of ourselves in the Ghost Apartments. Moments before we meet him, Mr. Hood gives us a warning. He tells us to be careful, there are dangerous entities out there.
Ignoring his advice entirely, we interact with Mr. Gap. And since we don’t know the language yet, we’re very likely to smile at him, resulting in our first swift death of the game via getting our heart ripped out and eaten.
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The best thing we can do in early game is to ignore him. When he asks for a body part, step away. Later on, we can interact with him more directly, but initially, survival means not flashing him our pearly whites.
It becomes obvious early on why he’s called Mr. Gap. It’s because he…well, he only exists in gaps. He’s not a roaming ghost, he appears to be bound by the walls of this ever-changing building. But wherever there’s a hole in the wall, there’s Mr. Gap, peering out from between strands of greasy hair with one eye.
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Every time we interact with him, he requests a body part from us. Heart, arm, leg, head…and he means this literally. If we consent (or even just smile at him) he’ll devour whatever body part he asked for.
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But he can be helpful. While being chased by Mr. Hugeface, we can desperately ask him to get us out of there and force ourselves into a vent with him. He agrees to take us to safety, though not out of the kindness of his heart. He always wants something in return. Fortunately for us, he settles for just some of our hair this time.
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There is never a time when he’s not trying to weasel something out of us. Even in his own endings, he bargains and pleads for our heart.
Now, you can easily interpret this to simply mean that he’s some sort of mischievous spirit. Evil in the eyes of humans, but more of a representation of chaotic neutral yokai. Certainly, some of the entities in the Ghost Apartments bear loose similarities to yokai. And the tropes of bargaining and trickery go hand in hand with these sorts of myths.
Personally, I lean away from that reading because the game actually doesn’t seem to use very much in the way of Japanese yokai myths. I dug deep trying to drawn comparisons for each of the ghosts, but they were loose at best. There seems much more evidence that the ghosts are, as the name implies, actual ghosts of humans who died here, rather than spiritual entities.
And if that’s the case, it begs the question: Who was Mr. Gap? How did he die? Why does he haunt rather than move on into the afterlife?
I feel that the imagery of his character makes the answers obvious. The game takes place in an apartment building where Mr. Gap lives in the walls. I think that’s a direct reference to his life before death.
I theorize that when the apartment was inhabited, Mr. Gap was a man who crept through crawlspaces and inside of walls in order to spy on women. I believe it can be interpreted that he also lured, abused, and killed those women.
“Mighty hefty accusations, Wren. Where’s your proof?”
No proof, only evidence from my own interpretation to support the claims! I'm sure there are plenty of other ways to interpret his character, this is just mine!
Exhibit A - Living in the walls. Again, this seems the most obvious and on-the-nose point. He quite literally lives in the walls and is bound to spaces with gaps. But he also has an apparently innate ability to navigate the ghost apartments no matter how much it shift and changes. This could allude to how he had the internal structure of the apartment building perfectly mapped when he was alive.
More importantly, he only makes himself seen through holes in the walls and gaps like vents. And we know he’s watching us at all times from those very gaps. This is a direct reference to him being a peeping Tom. Even the other ghosts seem to recognize this, as we can get a humorous scene of Mr. Silvair taping up a hole in the wall so that Mr. Gap can’t look inside.
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Exhibit B - Self Awareness. This is the most fascinating aspect of Mr. Gap, in my opinion. Most of the ghosts we meet seem fragmented or confused. If they know what they are, or were, they don’t show it. They seem to understand that there’s an “other” place, but not really the distinction between life and death.
Mr. Gap, however, outright knows and brags about being a ghost. At one point, he shows us old newspaper clippings with a photo of three women with censored faces standing in front of the apartment building, with Mr. Gap in a window behind them.
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He can, and does, travel between realms. I assume this is possible because he’s bound to spaces within the apartment, but not specifically spaces in the spirit realm. The apartment is his cage, not the spirit realm itself. Because of this, he’s perfectly capable of peering out at modern day strangers walking by on the street and in the alleys. Also perfectly capable of haunting the old building and keeping its property value at a hearty zero.
But what does self awareness have to do with him being a criminal stalker and killer? Well, I think that he’s afforded these sort of rule-breaking abilities for one main reason, which brings me to…
Exhibit C - He’s a psychopath. No, I’m not using the term colloquially. I mean that truly, by definition, Mr. Gap is a psychopath. To be more accurate, by today’s definitions in the DSM-5, he would have Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD), characterized by a lack of empathy, disregard for others, and deceitfulness (*ASPD is more complex than this, please do not take this as a statement on the disorder which is characterized by much more than these three things).
If this seems like a stretch, I invite you to look at the three endings you can get at a particular point in the game, all involving Mr. Gap.
In this unfortunate decision path, we manage to escape the Ghost Apartments. However, by this points we’re too far gone to be able to live among normal society. Not only has our memory been warped by the ghost realm, but our body is unrecognizable and grotesquely inhuman. We know this based on the reaction of the first person we ask for directions. He panics at the sight of us and flees. We are, for all intents and purposes, the rotting Michael Afton parading about as a normal human while looking like a decaying zombie.
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At this point there’s only one person left who can help us. Mr. Gap. Since he’s the only one who can cross between worlds. But even at our darkest and most vulnerable moment, is he going to help out of the kindness of his heart? No, of course not! In fact, he takes it as the perfect opportunity to ask for our heart again, the same way he did the very first time we spoke to him.
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We have three options. 1, give him our heart. As expected, the ending is the same as the beginning. He kills us and eats our heart. 2, refuse to give him our heart. He’s disappointed, but leaves us alone. We wander down the alley but don’t get far before we pass out. And then…Mr. Gap takes our unconscious body and, wouldn’t you know it, eats us anyway.
In the third option, we give him someone else’s heart. We kill a random person and deliver their heart to Mr. Gap instead. He’s not exactly pleased but he did make a deal to bring us back, so he reluctantly drags us back into the apartment.
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Sadly, while Mr. Gap is able to cross realms at will, he can’t bring us across. Instead, it seems he just brings us inside of the abandoned apartment. We don’t fully understand this though, which seems deceptive on his part. Sure, yes, he brought us back as promised. But not to where we wanted to be.
Now, it’s just us and Mr. Gap. Of course, he keeps begging for body parts. Except now, we have the chance to ask him why. The question…confuses him, even seems to irritate him. “Why?” What reason does there need to be besides that it’s fun?
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Honestly, this interaction was bone-chilling to me. By no stretch of the imagination does Mr. Gap view us as anything more than a shiny toy (that was how I felt about it here at least).
I believe it’s this callousness that acts as his superpower. Unlike the other ghosts, he doesn’t have any emotional attachments preventing him from moving on to the afterlife. There’s no particularly strong thing keeping him here. He’s not repenting (Mr. Hood), he’s not in a cycle of suffering (Ms. Blue-Clad/Mr. Chopped), he’s not obsessively invested in his life’s purpose (Mr. Silvair). He’s just. Having fun.
I think this is a carry-over from when he was alive. He had no particular reason for stalking and killing beyond the fact that it was fun for him.
Because of this, he’s not trapped in the same way as the other ghosts. He’s actually quite content to cross between realms and peep at women who wander by. And if he’s real lucky, someone will get close enough to snatch.
Exhibit D - The Newspaper Clippings. What’s so special about them apart from the clear fact that he’s bragging about being a ghost? Well…I don’t think that’s all that he was bragging about. This old clipping includes a picture of three women with censored faces standing in front of the apartment. Victims, perhaps? It’s quite common for serial killers to keep trophies or memorabilia of their kills. Taking newspaper clippings reporting on the crime is actually a big one.
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Exhibit E - Cannibalism. Now this, I believe, could be either literal or metaphorical, or a combination of both. When he was prowling and murdering women, did he actually eat them as well? Maybe. Or maybe the afterlife cannibalism is metaphorical, depicting him as a predator, with us as prey. The symbolism of flesh eating is violating, as well, and his biggest interest is in eating our heart. This could line up with a common delusion among stalkers, in which they believe the object of their delusions is in love with them.
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Exhibit F - Sexual Assault. You may think this is a stretch and it’s bad enough that he could have been a serial killer and I’d agree with you. But I really think there’s enough here to at least suggest that he included sexual assault in his modus operandi. For one thing, he was a peeping tom, unquestionably. That’s the whole point of the holes and gaps that he peeks out of. This suggests sexual motivation for his actions. Then, there’s the possible symbolism of cannibalism meaning that he’s a predator. And, as also stated, when he brags about being spotted as a ghost, it’s on a newspaper clipping with only women, which lends credence to the idea that he stalked and spied on them specifically.
And lastly, the biggest evidence I have towards this point is in the Return Ending. At the very end, he makes his finally appearance under our sheets. This imagery feels intentional and deliberate. We lift the sheets and see him essentially between our legs. We dismiss him as being a prankster, and this ending concludes with him suddenly lunging from under the blankets with a wicked grin and hands outstretched to presumably harm us.
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And that’s it. Fade to black.
To me, this reads obviously as a reference to assault. The stalker is in our bed, between our legs, and leaps to violently harm us.
We know that Mr. Gap doesn’t have a body, only arms and a face. So, this action appears to be simply a reflection of the actions he performed when he was alive. OR there’s also the possibility that he lied to us, and he does, in fact, have a body. I wouldn’t put it past him.
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So, is it possible that Mr. Gap really is a reflection of some of the worst parts of humanity? Maybe. Or maybe he does love us, or he is just a mischievous yokai. I like the thought that he's a monster who gets away with it because everyone views him as an irritation rather than a real threat. Even if I'm way off base, he's still a totally fascinating character due to his uniqueness among the other present entities.
Honestly, serial killer or not, who would say no to a face like this?
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s0fi114 · 3 hours ago
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1: probably kenzie for forgotting to eat
2: basically all of them from the 2nd storyline because they're assassins and WREN HAS A FUCKING CHAINSAW. So wren.
3: idk what that means but probably astrid, her parents left when they were very young and she was left in a orphanage. Even before she was left she was taught that she was worthless
4: rosette, whe was taught that she only existed for sex ever since she was like 10 and so she had sex at 10 (she didnt really enjoy it AT ALL) (She grew up in hell as a succubus)
5: zoey or lumi, lumi is a STUPID teenage boy that has BAD luck and zoey is a clumsy cat girl maid
6: salem. She has heavy attachment issues, her dad died, her mom is distant, her best friend left her without saying anything, and no one wants to be her friend for long. She literally only has her brother.
7: shroom, shroom goes through drama because hes a main character and A RUN AWAY PRINCE
8: astrid, nameless mom assassin character, nameless boss guy, or wren. Everyone but astrid usually does it so elle or lumi dont have to, because theyre 15 or they just have to
9: neomi, i havent finished this part of the story yet but shr has to be saved
10: no one
11: lumi, hes just a kid and assassin thats SCARED OF BLOOD.
12: nothing really
13: kenzie or astrid (in her own time) kenzies are because she cant handle affection or pressure and cries when its put on her
14: main ocs: storyline 1, neomi: by talking it put with someone she cares about Shroom: physical affection Sammy: writing in his diary Kenzie: crying Storyline 2, wren: playing video games, and screaming at her computer. Lumi: cuddling elle (no homo). Astrid: bottling it up. Or murder Elle: doom scrolling Nameless boss man:hanging out with his wife or kids Nameless mom assassin: eating
15: idk
Torturing your ocs ask game :)
(Delightful, I know. But we all do it sometimes)
1. Which of your ocs do you most often imagine sick? In what ways?
2. Which of them do you most imagine injured in other ways?
3. Who do you put through the most emotional turmoil?
4. Which oc has been tortured? Through what means?
5. Which of them has the worst luck?
6. Who goes through the most relationship conflicts? (applies to any relationships)
7. Who do you put most into stressful situations or other drama?
8. Who ends up in survival situations the most? How do they fair in them?
9. Has any of them had to be saved from the brink of death? Were there any consequences after?
10. Has any of them had to be revived / brought back to life? How did this affect them?
11. Who is afraid the most? How does this effect them?
12. What kind of health repercussions has your oc experienced through intense stress? How do they manage them?
13. Who cries the most often? What are the usual causes?
14. How does your oc cope?
15. To cap off what kind of hurt/comfort scenarios do you put your oc in?
This can be about canon story events or simply rotating scenarios for fun!
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zshiftsrealities · 2 days ago
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DR SELVES — NAME BREAKDOWN
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僕のヒーローアカデミア — MY HERO ACADEMIA DR
Karina Shiozaki (火驪南 志尾先)
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火 (ka) means "fire, flames or heat" — referencing to the fiery and intense nature of the quirk Karina possesses.
驪 (ri), though literally means black horse, can also be translated to "black dragon" — where "black" refers to the colour of the flames, and as for "dragon", dragons not only symbolize strength and power, but also chaos, which fit perfectly with the nature of Karinas quirk. so, 火驪 (kari) collectively means "strong and destructive black flames".
as for 南 (na), it defines the direction "south". this can be interpreted two ways.
viewing it while keeping the Jujutsu Kaisen pov in mind (although these drs aren't linked, I don't care I'll still add this in), "going south" would mean "remaining true to one's self". in which case, this would signify Karina being true to her own self, her morals, her goals and ambitions, despite the history behind the quirk that she possesses.
even if this quirk originally belonged to AFO, and was only meant to wreck havoc and cause chaos among the masses, and was the reason her parents died before she even appeared on the face of Earth, and was cursed, she will resist it — the curse, and fight against this destructive force of nature, and she will come out on top.
however, "going south" can also be interpreted as, the situation detoriating, and taking a turn for the worse. in which case, this would mean that the quirk will stick with it's original nature of destruction, and for believing the false idea that it could be used to help others, the "curse" will overtake Karina Shiozaki, causing her to take the life of the one person she cherishes most, Katsuki Bakugou.
and if this destiny comes to pass, the distress caused by taking the life of this boy — her lover, will eventually make her lose all morality, and she will inevitably give in to the natural destruction that comes with her quirk.
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so, the name Karina (火驪南) ultimately represents not only her quirk, it's strength and it's destructive nature, but the concequences that follow in wake of inheriting this powerful quirk. the two paths layed out in front of her, and in her own hands lies her destiny. what will she choose? and does the person behind the quirk really matter, or does the quirk overpower them?
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in Japanese, "shi" is most commonly used for death, but the Kanji character for Karinas surname, 志 (shi), means aspiration, ambition, or goal. this represents Karinas aspiration to become a worthy hero someday who helps others and can be relied on, and the ambition that drives her forward to the path of becoming a hero, and what has now put her in Class 1-A. and ofcourse, the goal to be the best — the number 1 hero — just like All Might, which she works towards everyday along with her classmates.
尾 (o) literally translates to "tail" or "end part". this can be taken in the sense of putting an end to something and beginning something new. in the story, this would mean finally putting an end to the "curse", and starting a new journey with the motive of serving the people, and lending out a helping hand to those who need it.
先 (zaki) means to precede, or to be ahead or first. this not only represents Karinas aspiration to be the number 1 hero, but her being *cough* ahead of her peers *cough* aswell, in terms of strength, and skills.
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so, the name Shiozaki (志尾先) embodies Karinas skills, her focus on being better and ahead of everyone else, and the new journey that is about to unfold infront of her.
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taking together both the first and last name, the name Karina Shiozaki (火驪南 志尾先) represents Karinas motives and ambitions, her quirk and strength, and the two paths in life of an individual existing in the mha world, the path of justice or its opposite. This name represents her whole being, start to end.
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呪術廻戦 — JUJUTSU KAISEN DR
Yuki Kuroyomi (結稀 黒黄泉)
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結 (yu) is Kanji for "to tie" or "to bind" something. in regards to the story, it would mean "to bind herself and with something".
稀 (ki) means "rare", referring the rarity of being born as a normal human to a family of sorcerers.
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together though, the name Yuki (結稀) represents the rare soul tie that Yuki and Sukuna share (so even when Sukuna, after the Shinjuku Showdown, turns into Pou, rest assured they'll meet in a third life, and it'll be better than the last two).
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黒 (kuro) means "black" or "darkness". this refers to both the flame-y cursed technique belonging to Yuki, and the underworld/death.
黄泉 (yomi) represents the land of the dead in Japanese mythology. after her death and after spending a 1000 years in the netherworld, Yuki was reincarnated and sent back to the mortal world once again. "yomi" also relates to her domain expansion, which is the manifestation of the underworld onto the land of living.
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so, Kuroyomi (黒黄泉) refers to Yukis cursed technique, and her tie to the underworld manifested in the form of her domain.
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the name Yuki Kuroyomi (結稀 黒黄泉) taken together would mean something like "rare tie encompassing even death" (if you catch my drift). this is the reason why both Yuki and Sukuna were reincarnated, and will continue to do so, in each lifetime. where one exists, the other will too.
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and that's pretty much it. thanks for reading!
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qoldenskies · 3 days ago
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shower me with lore
cutely takes excuse to talk about wwww!sunset duo as requested ,,,,
its been really fun to work out mikey's personality because one of the most important things to me was to make it really obvious that raph was not only a role model for him but also his ONLY role model, but mikey's relationship with him is also,,, tumultuous, which is not a recent development (although it DOES get worse once everything starts out). raph's first and only priority is mikey's well-being, and most of the decisions he makes are ones he believes he HAS to make to keep him safe, even if he doesn't like it. he thinks he doesn't have a choice, which is something mikey directly goes against.
like generally in the story mikey is the EMBODIMENT of choice. he is the physical manifestation of it. he provides donnie with the opportunity to choose which side he's on, parallels leo who acts only out of fear due to being harmed and restricted, and very ironically the WORST decision that raph makes in the story, which i cant talk about here lol, is one he makes when mikey is literally locked in a cage. mikey's existence changes everything around him, which is why it's important he makes so many decisions independently from raph, and why he COMPLETELY fucks up donnie and leo's relationship with each other and their father lmfao oopsie. mikey is the wind and raph is as solid as stone, endlessly stubborn in his position. he only sees one way through, while mikey ALWAYS thinks there's another way. there's a way out. they can do this better. there's no such thing as a "necessary sacrifice", and he is INTENSE about proving it. its his already existing optimism taken to an extreme, because he DID get that fire and stubbornness from raph, even if his perspective is much different.
usually this is what they butt heads over. raph doesn't think of himself as a pessimist at all, just a realist. but REALISTICALLY he's a pessimist, and a lot of that comes from the fact that he's anxious and he's had to bare that weight all on his own. mikey wants to spread his wings and raph wants to keep him on the ground (while, in comparison, donnie is trying to swim and leo is desperate to make both of them sink lmfao). having less brothers to take care of did NOT fix his problems, they made it worse actually-- in canon leo is actually a pretty important person in his life that evens him out, and donnie is a provider, and raph doesn't have that here, so he has to do those jobs too. splinter's more involved in their lives, but it's still not as much as he should be. really raph took over and once he hit a certain point splinter was like "okay cool", raph controls mikey's life very authoritatively usually because he's hyper-aware of the potential danger of their lifestyle-- and like, i really do not blame him for that. raph is in the wrong, but that doesn't automatically make mikey in the right, and they are in a position where he is right to worry about this.
the culmination of mikey and raph's dynamic is a "growing to realize your parent is human too" kind of arc. raph would probably need to get this kind of arc with splinter, mikey doesn't really have ANY baggage with his dad because raph did everything his dad didn't, and even though he doesn't always like him, he still does see him as helpful and usually infallible. splinter's always the peacekeeper when things get intense, if april's not around (and even then she is USUALLY more team raph than she is team mikey, she will be a bit of a snitch unfortunately,,, she's probably closer to mikey though, they're pretty good friends here. maybe i'll parallel their dynamic with leo and casey's? that'd be silly EDIT: I GOT THE PERFECT IDEA OF HOW IM GOING TO DO THIS BUT I CANT TALK ABOUT IT HERE FUCKKKK)
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translilithlesbian · 1 day ago
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Anonymous asked: Why don't you like cripplepunk?? /genq
OP: hooooo ok so im going to assume you dont follow us because we have spoken about this at least twenty times by now (mostly me because i used to call myself crippunk and then stopped after seeing that it was an even more toxic environment than the aro community is, which is an incredible feat, but that is a rant for another time)
heres a quick summary
cripplepunk, just like most other subgenres of punk, is a circlejerk-"fuck yall, im better"-brand of punk that 'physically disabled' gatekeepers latch onto, because i guess they have nothing better to be doing other than wasting everyones time. the concept was created with the idea that 'physically disabled people need their own resources' which, while a nice thought on the surface, comes at the expense of literally anyone they dont deem
'disabled enough' and they advocate for the separation of 'physical' and 'mental' disabilities. couple that with the fact that disability is not an easily defined state and it's easy to see why this doesn't work.
this isnt some flaw or mistake. crippunk was coined this way by design, and its creator admitted to that. its an inherently flawed way of thinking and only leads to more infighting. it was never meant to peacefully coexist with mentally or neurologically disabled people, it doesnt take into consideration someone who is disabled by their mental illness, and it inherently believes that if you arent in some physical external form of disability, you are not disabled enough or in this specific way. and despite what crippunks would like for you to believe, they do not advocate for you, do not care, and will only tell you to "make your own spaces" as if you dont belong in the conversation surrounding disability rights.
we do not believe there is any feasible nor functional difference in what disables you aside from what kinds of accommodations and treatment you need. we are all freaks under the eyes of capitalism. the brain is a part of the body, and if your brain is disabled, you are disabled. for that reason, we strongly oppose the concept of cripplepunk. we believe they will not get rights by whining about how theyre More Oppressed than people with mental/neurological disabilities.
if youd like more on why someone might dislike crippunk or not feel included by it, theres a few movements in the wake of it, such as our personal favorite unitypunk. and if you want better explanations from us: heres the unitypunk tag on our blog, scroll through it.
and INB4 they find this post and throw a temper tantrum like they do with everything else: yes, we are crippled. a quick scroll of this blog should tell you as much. Imao. lol, even.
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Yes, I am thoroughly disturbed. Now, like op, I am not sharing their name so they don’t get harassed but if you would like the @ of this account to block, dm me and do not spread it around.
This person is not punk if they are shitting on punk subcultures, which have existed since punk was made, and using aro ppl as a talking point of what not to be. Not to mention the creator (who is dead btw) did not have any guidelines on what counts as disabled as long as you are physically disabled in some way, and actually allows for intersectionality, like most punk subcultures (and even punk as a whole) does.
Ok. So. For the first time I have encountered someone who has put “cripplepunk” (quotes included!!) in their bio. And I’m sitting here like.
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You are mad… that I want rights? Like… cripplepunk is literally just applying the punk mindset / social conventions to disability activism.
You do not like.. disability activism?
You don’t want cripples to talk to you???
HELLO??
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