#the way she loses hope in the future and commits to the “bring on the apocalypse! let us be the hot evil couple!” attitude

[sleepymarmot]

The semi-rewatch of the s3 finale validated my past self's affection for Lucy Saxon

Every single new who showrunner, RTD included, repeatedly: Check out this character who is a dark mirror of the Doctor! RTD, his brain huge: Yes yes but how about we give them a dark mirror of a companion?

[mercurial-chuckles]

Mirthless Monday Thought

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader Word Count: ~500 A/N: I was in a mood, oops! And this was scheduled for yesterday, but looks like it was eaten away! Up for some feels?! Here you go! Note: Do not Steal, Copy, or Plagiarize any part of my work! GIF credits to @buckybarnesj Divider credits to @buck-star Thank you :) Check out my other works: Masterlist

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Indulge Away!

"Mind your business." Bucky regretted the words the second they left his mouth.

They weren't meant for you. They were but a defense, a wall hastily built to shield himself from feelings he didn't know how to process. He hadn't been truly social since Hydra. And yet, you'd never been anything but kind to him.

It wasn't your fault he'd been lost in his mind, consumed by endless thoughts of you. Days filled with hopeful dreams, a possibility that maybe, just maybe, he could have a future with you. Nights consumed by nightmares, the horrors that a distant shell of a body committed burned into his mind, twisting you into them. You always starred in his nightmares these days, haunting him in every way, even when he woke.

That night, he'd just escaped one of those dreams. Shaken and raw, he stumbled into the kitchen, hoping to stuff himself with food, only to find you sitting with your laptop and a steaming cup of tea.

You'd looked at him with those soft, concerned eyes and asked, "Shall I make you some tea?"

It was too much. The comfort you offered collided with the fear he couldn't shake. And his stupid mouth had no rhyme or reason, muttering, "Mind your business."

Your smile faltered.

His heart cracked wide open. He froze, speechless at himself, of the sin he'd just committed.

You nodded, collecting your laptop and tea with slow, careful movements, making yourself small.

"I'm sorry," you murmured, voice soft but heavy, and then you were gone.

Bucky stood there, hollow and paralyzed. It felt like he was back in Hydra's chair, helpless and fear-ridden with added self-loathing.

The rest of the night was a losing battle. Should he go after you and beg forgiveness? Or was it better to sink into the misery he'd brought on himself? He didn't deserve you, after all.

~

The next two days were hell. You were nowhere to be found. By the time he resolved to apologize--beg, plead, do whatever it took to make it right--Maria Hill called a meeting.

He shifted in his seat, restless, eyes darting to the door every few seconds. You were always the first to arrive, sometimes bringing something you'd cooked or setting up the coffee.

But today, you weren't there. Anxiety churned in his stomach.

Maria broke the silence.

"The mission went south. It was a trap," she said bluntly, her voice heavy.

"She sent the five agents back as she couldn't pilot the jet herself. She created a diversion to give them a chance to escape. No one's heard from her since. We don't know if…if she made it to the safehouse."

Bucky's blood ran cold. The words violently thrashed in his mind, refusing to settle. His heart thudded painfully in his chest. Were you on that mission? How had he not known?

The room felt suffocating. His chair scraped violently against the floor as he stood, his movements frantic. Panic and fury twisted together, and his voice came out ragged, broken.

"Where is she?"

Steve stood, hurrying to his side, but Bucky held his hand, stopping him. He was this close to punching anyone in his way if they tried him.

"Buck…"

"Give me the fucking details, Captain!" he roared, his voice shaking with desperation.

I know...I know...I just had to get it out of my chest! 🩷🥹

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[the-one-and-only-elita]

While I still feel like we should have gotten way more of Elita in TFOne, I do like what we saw of her and how she serves as a contrast to D-16. This especially goes for their respective relationships with Orion.

D-16 and Elita are pretty similar when you think about it. They are both pretty serious and driven people who both earnestly committed themselves to the system in hopes of climbing the latter.

Though its worth noting that while Elita is very proactive when it comes to climbing the latter, constantly chasing promotions, D-16 is much more passive, choosing to keep his head low and slowly but steadily work his way up.

When they learn the truth about Sentinel Prime's rule and how they were deceived and exploited, Elita does not lose herself to anger the way D-16 does, despite her intense devotion to succeeding within the system being her defining trait up until this point. I wish her feelings on the matter were explored more, but its clear her focus purely becomes about exposing Sentinel and freeing her fellow miners.

This is where Elita and D-16 go in complete opposite directions in terms of character development, which is illustrated in how they treat Orion.

D-16 completely shuts Orion out, even becoming aggressive towards him and blaming him for the pain of learning the truth. He completely disregards anything Orion has to say, paying no mind to any plan or strategy Orion proposes. He starts to treat him as a hindrance, and even before their relationship began to degrade, he was very reluctant to take part in Orion's "schemes." This of course, is what culminates in "I'm not saving you anymore" and D-16 deciding to drop Orion.

Then there is Elita, who in Orion's darkest hour, takes it upon herself to try and uplift him despite her inexperience with any sort of emotional intimacy. She makes it clear that she values his plans, his optimism, and his rebellious nature, everything D-16 grew to resent him for.

Both Elita and D-16 have very aggressive personalities, but while D-16 uses his to dominate his way to the top of the decepticon hierarchy, Elita uses her's to uplift Orion. She commands the attention of the other miners when Orion is too soft spoken to do so himself, and together they lead their people against their shared tyrant (much like what Orion wanted to do with D-16).

I personally love this dynamic between them. Elita having already mastered the assertive aspect of leadership, without the ability to adequately inspire or be charismatic; whereas Orion/Optimus brings the ideology and charisma to the equation, without the ability to properly assert himself in a way that leadership requires. (If I'm allowed to be unserious for a second, its very "Excuse me! He asked for no pickles")

While it's unclear if the writers intend to pursue a romantic arc between Optimus and Elita in the sequel, it's obvious by Optimus' decision to make Elita his Major that they will be working very closely with together going forward. While Orion may have been powerless to preserve his relationship with D-16, Optimus' relationship with Elita is the one he will be forging going into the future.

[esquilone]

What I would say/i guess about women who are attracted to Dutch Van der Linde and Sean MacGuire:

RDR2 and You

❤︎ Based on that request! ❤︎

❤︎ Note: the images aren't mine, they're from Pinterest, I just edited them and changed details and made a cover for this post! :p

Right... I don't think Dutch and Sean are characters I'm going to be able to give a good assessment of, so much so that my focus is more on Micah and Javier, but I've done some research with some things I already knew, I've just added them with others and put together some unfinished texts, okay? I hope they match up a bit with reality and what I believe would make a woman like men who look the same as them.

𝓓𝓾𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓥𝓪𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓮 -

Why do some women like Dutch van der Linde?

Dutch has an absurd magnetism. He is a charismatic leader, always with a speech ready and the ability to make anyone believe in him. This can be attractive because he has that energy of a “great man, a man who knows how to solve everything.”someone who seems to know exactly what he is doing (even when, in reality, he is just improvising so he doesn’t appear to be falling apart).

Psychologically, he represents that figure of the “revolutionary dreamer,” someone who challenges the system and promises a better future. Many people are drawn to this kind of idealism, even when it turns dangerous. He also has a way of seducing without needing to be direct, simply through the power of words and presence. Want proof? Many incredibly intelligent members (Arthur included) followed Dutch and Hosea blindly. However, I strongly believe that Dutch always had a slightly psychotic tendency. I firmly think he struggled against his own selfishness and greed because Hosea was there to put him in his place. He probably revealed this side of himself during the Blackwater massacre and robbery, but the ones who witnessed it are already dead, so no one could say anything without proof. Hosea often showed both excitement and disagreement toward Dutch’s plans, and I believe it was because he had already seen that darker side of him.

As the game progresses, he reveals this dark side more and more—he becomes paranoid and manipulative, his biggest red flag. However, this doesn’t stop some women from being attracted to complicated men, thinking they can “save” them or bring back their good side. (I mentioned this in my analysis of Micah.)

I believe Dutch truly loved once, and that was Annabelle, who was murdered by Colm O’Driscoll. He becomes violent and loses patience when talking to Colm about her, not because Colm apologized, but because he showed complete disdain for what happened. I think this event pushed Dutch further toward becoming cold and violent out of pure selfishness. So yes, if Dutch loved a woman enough, he could sacrifice anything for revenge in her name. He mentions more than twice how much he despises Colm for killing her, and Arthur even tells him something like, “You should let go of revenge, you killed his brother first once.” But Dutch refuses to let it go.

Dutch's old love: Annabel

Anabelle is one of the greatest mysteries of Dutch’s past, something he never truly got over. She is almost like a ghost in his story—someone who represents a time when he was still a different man, perhaps more noble, less corrupted by his own pride. We already know she was murdered by Colm O’Driscoll—I’ve mentioned this before—the impact of her death is one of the reasons why he never truly committed to anyone again. He may have romanticized Anabelle in his mind, turning her into a perfect and unattainable figure. This might explain why he never treated Molly the same way.

And what about Molly O’Shea?

To me, Molly is a perfect example of someone who fell in love with the idea of Dutch rather than the real man he was. In fact, I believe he presented himself as the perfect, caring man to her—maybe because, in some way, she reminded him of Anabelle. Molly got involved with this strong and charismatic leader. She is described as a woman of “high class and society,” so we see that she left some things behind—perhaps for Dutch? I’m not 100% sure, because Molly is a proud woman, someone who wants to be seen and considered the best. She wanted to be the woman by his side, but Dutch never gave her the attention she craved. He was more focused on the gang and his own delusions of grandeur.

So as time passed, she realized that he was not really available for her, not giving her attention that she had always received, without time for her. This led her to a cycle of frustration and resentment, until, in a moment of anger, she made the mistake of saying that she betrayed him (when in fact, she didn't) she just wanted him to look at her again like the first time, you see that she drank, probably because she lacked the courage to say everything she wanted.

Molly was nothing more than a shadow of what Dutch wanted—a woman who loved him desperately but could never reach his heart. She spent her time trying to be seen by him, wanting the love he had already given to someone else, and she was consumed by it. Molly's tragedy is that she was just one more in the long list of people who believed too much in Dutch and ended up destroyed by it.

Attraction to Men Like Dutch – The Fascination with Power, Dangerous Charisma, and Protection:

Women who are typically attracted to men like Dutch are often influenced by deeper psychological factors, which can range from unconscious patterns to past experiences. His manipulative charisma triggers something called the halo effect, where his intelligence and eloquence make him seem more trustworthy and desirable than he actually is, creating the illusion that there is no need to worry because he appears to predict and plan everything before it happens. Additionally, there is the visionary leader archetype, someone who seems to understand the world better than others, a man who promises a grand future—something extremely attractive to those seeking emotional security or meaning in life.

(Most people who seek emotional and physical security are women, which is why it is not uncommon for younger women to choose older men, as in some cases they resemble the protective presence of a maternal figure, but in a romantic sense.)

Another explanation may also lie in what is called attraction to the charismatic narcissist. Men like Dutch are magnetic because they project absolute confidence and power, qualities that can activate primitive instincts of survival and protection. Some women also feel that they could be the “exception” for him, the only one capable of conquering his true love and being the constant companion by his side, which reinforces and fits into the savior fantasy, where they believe they can bring out the good side of a troubled man. But in the end, this usually leads to frustration and pain because the truth is, Dutch belongs to no one but himself—and perhaps his first true love. If you happened to be the kind of woman he truly desires, he might surrender that pride for love, but you would have to be the most unforgettable. He is the type of man who is nearly impossible to have kneeling at your feet.

What would it be like to be in a relationship with him?

If Dutch were truly in love, the relationship would be intense and psychological. He thrives on control and admiration, so he’d naturally take on a protective, almost mentor-like role with a younger woman. He’d enjoy being the one who teaches, impresses, and leads. In the beginning, he’d be incredibly charming—seductive, confident, making her feel like the most important person in the world. But Dutch also has a narcissistic side. He craves absolute loyalty and validation, and if he ever felt like he was losing control or giving in too much, he could emotionally distance himself. If she became an obstacle to his ambitions, he would likely grow cold, prioritizing his dreams over her. Dutch always seeks something greater, something that fuels his ego, and if he ever felt trapped, he wouldn’t hesitate to walk away.

However, if she wasn’t an obstacle—if she admired him, supported his vision, and fueled his sense of power—then he could be deeply devoted in his own way. He would spoil her with attention, make her feel special, and keep her close as his most trusted confidante. As long as she reinforced his greatness and never made him feel small, she could be the one person he’d truly hold onto.

What would it be like if it was the opposite of an obstacle, but rather his pure Love for her?

If Dutch truly loved this woman and saw her as his ally, he would be intense and protective. His affection would come through striking gestures—firm embraces, deep kisses, holding her waist or face while speaking in an intimate and captivating tone. He would love to see her admiration and make sure she knew how special she was.

He would show his affection through small luxuries—a ring, a necklace, or something symbolic; he is a man of refined tastes. If she strengthened his pride, he would protect her above all else. In his most vulnerable moments, he might lower his guard only for her, lying beside her at night, sharing his dreams and fears—things he would never admit to anyone else.

( - ❤︎ - )

𝓢𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓜𝓪𝓬𝓖𝓾𝓲𝓻𝓮 -

Sean???? Oh my, he's the complete opposite of Dutch, I know a few things about him that I believe define him as the man he is; boy, Sean seems to be younger, not as young as Lenny or Tilly, but young, Arthur calls him a "kid" sometimes. He's that outgoing guy, who makes fun of everything and never takes himself seriously. He has a chaotic and youthful energy, a free spirit that likes a good fight and a good drink. Many women are attracted to this type of personality because he is the opposite of monotony. It brings fun, and a little irresponsibility. Psychologically, he can represent that guy who makes you forget the problems, who requires nothing but to live in the moment. In addition, he has an Irish accent that can be very charming for some people, and his self-confidence (even exaggerated) gives a certain charm. I've talked to some people in English and I don't understand the accent because everything seems the same to me, but the redneck accent of the United States I can feel when they speak, so the Irish would be a faster accent and with some elongated words when pronounced. He is bold, playful, often drunk—a man who takes pleasure in teasing and being teased. He makes people laugh when they don’t want to, and even when the entire gang is sighing in frustration, they know he’s an enjoyable presence. He pulls you into situations you never imagined yourself in, and suddenly, you realize you’re enjoying it. There’s something pure about the way he throws himself into life—fearless, without overthinking the future. He may not be the most reliable, he may be reckless and quite irresponsible, but there’s something charming about that—because with him, life is never dull.

Sean MacGuire’s Possible Red Flags:

Sean has always had a chaotic energy—in a fun way—but he can also be frustrating. He’s not the kind of man you can trust with your life—let alone your heart. He’s the guy who disappears for days and returns as if nothing happened, probably laughing with a wild story to tell. He also has an inflated ego, always believing he’s the center of attention, which can be annoying if someone tries to have a serious conversation with him.

And… what about Karen? Well, they had a fling during Sean’s welcome-back party at camp, but it was never serious. Sean never seemed like the type to commit—he lives in the moment and doesn’t get attached. That carefree attitude can be thrilling for someone looking for excitement, but frustrating for someone wanting something deeper. He makes you feel special in the moment, but the next day, he might be making another woman laugh just the same. However, he didn’t really flirt with other women at camp, at least not openly. There’s even a scene where Karen almost slaps him, possibly days after their fling, and later she cries, saying he only cares about her when he’s drunk. Sean asks why she’s upset, and she just says everything is fine and tells him to keep doing whatever he was doing. After his death in Rhodes, Karen starts drinking heavily, which might say more about how much she actually cared.

What Attracts Women to Sean?

If Dutch is a dangerous addiction, Sean is pure mischief. What makes him attractive is that he has no filter—he says what he thinks, and what he thinks is usually funny. Physically, he has a rougher charm. He’s not the best-looking guy in camp (at least not in my opinion!), but he has that mischievous smile, that glint in his eye that makes it seem like he has a secret only you can uncover. He’s not a typical heartthrob, but his energy is irresistible. Many women end up with men who make them laugh, caring less about looks when the personality is that magnetic. His carefree and spontaneous nature is also a big part of his appeal. He’s not always trying to impress—he simply is that way. That makes interactions with him feel genuine, even if he’s not the most reliable man around. For those who love a free spirit, someone who lives without fear or restraint, Sean is hard to ignore.

His playful and teasing nature creates a quick sense of intimacy, like he’s someone you can truly be yourself around—laugh until your stomach hurts and forget about your worries. He provokes and challenges, but never in a threatening way, which can be exciting. And his slightly childish pride can even be charming, making it feel like he’s always trying to impress, even if he won’t admit it.

Attraction to Men Like Sean – The Charm of the Teaser and the Free Spirit

Men like Sean represent a different kind of psychological fascination. They are teasers, playful, and INSISTENT, which triggers a phenomenon called the chase effect—the idea that the more someone provokes and challenges you, the more engaging they become. Their bold and daring nature creates tension, a push-and-pull dynamic that can be exciting for many women.

Additionally, Sean fits the archetype of the man who pursues, which can activate something known as validation through desire—when someone feels more attractive and valued because they are being intensely desired. He has no fear of showing interest, and that can be irresistible, especially in contrast to men who are more closed off or indifferent. He’s not a bad choice. c:

How could Sean be if he was really attracted in the romantic sense, by a woman?

If Sean truly liked a woman, he would show affection in a spontaneous and playful way. He’s not the type for grand romantic declarations, but he’d express his feelings through teasing, cheeky nicknames, and casual touches—throwing his arm around her shoulders or messing up her hair just to hear her complain. He would probably try to impress her by telling exaggerated (or completely made-up) stories about his adventures, just to make her laugh. In more sincere moments, he might lower his guard and be surprisingly sweet—holding her hand when no one was looking or pulling her into a dance for no reason, just because. And despite his reckless nature, if he truly cared, he would try to protect her in his own way, even if it meant getting into trouble to defend her.

At his core, Sean’s affection would come from his loyalty and the way he’d make sure to always be around, making life lighter and more fun.

Conclusion:

Dutch Van der Linde and Sean are the complete opposite of each other, each reflecting a different type of masculine figure for different women, or perhaps there are high and low levels! It all depends on the person.

I hope you liked it, goodbye! ❤︎

[yandere-sins]

The Orcas' Tale - Krill's Story - Prologue

So, because that first chapter became so damn long, I cut down the bit that was most separated from the rest! Please enjoy Krill's thoughts before we change over to a new perspective again (;

Fandom: Original Content   Warnings: Violence (Mentioning of ripping a throat out/backstabbing, Depiction of mental (childhood) abuse), Monsters (Mermaids), Animalistic behavior, Mention of blood/claws/sharp teeth, Mention of death

"I can't believe this! It's outrageous—TWO sons gone! How could this happen, Krill?! You were supposed to guide them—to lead them! I told you to take care of them, and you couldn't even look after your brother and cousin! How will you ever care for your own pack?!"

My mother's rage echoed through the communal space; her questions screeched in the voice of a siren, causing them to hurt in my ears. Her words were spoken in the same way as a shark's teeth would rip through my skin—meant to harm and dominate. They left everyone in the cave silent except for my aunt, who kept weeping beside the matriarch. Had it been mating season, Nerrocan's and Lyr's disappearance could have been easily brushed off, but with how little interest both of them ever had in reproducing and it having been weeks without a sign from them, their disappearance really began to weigh on everyone. 

The other orcas witnessing my scolding were growing restless at my silence; the inability to respond quickly to the accusations thrown at me only confirmed their constant suspicions—I was incapable of the role they expected from me. The prospect of the next leader of the pack being incapable of doing the one thing I was forced to do my whole life made them lose faith not only in me but also the current matriarch who birthed me. They were whispering and discussing with each other on the quiet as if I had committed a grave sin that would make me unfit to lead. Even though they were fully aware that my reign would come to a quick end once I took a female as my partner to step up to the role of matriarch. All this talking, all the anger and frustration taken out on me, was just a show of power in the end. It didn't matter in the long run, neither to the pack's future nor to me. 

I should have been angry at Lyr and Nerrocan for putting me in this situation. For leaving me alone with all the burdens, they escaped so easily, never coming back to take me with them. I thought we were closer than that. That we'd stick together forever. But the chance of getting away must have been too freeing to resist, no matter what they had to leave behind to achieve it. If the same chance had arisen before me… I might have done the same. Leave behind this life of never being enough in the strict eyes of our mothers and the whole pack and start over far away. Do something worthwhile that wouldn't end with me cowering before the matriarch yet again, like the coward I was. A pack wasn't a place where you could achieve anything extraordinary unless you bowed your head and submitted to the nagging and pushing of expectations. And I, compared to the other two, had always been too afraid to take the leap, holding the two of them back with me so I wouldn't be alone. Until they slipped my grasp—a stupid, stupid mistake.

Just like my mother, those feelings nagged at me constantly. Permanently. Most likely until the end of my life. And there was no one to share them with anymore, as those exhaustingly painful emotions threatened to drown me.

"You'll find them and bring them back here immediately!" the matriarch finally ordered, too impatient to wait for my delayed response. With how I was taught my whole life, I understood her actions. She had to settle the pack, give them hope, and show them she had everything under control. She had to make this look like a stupid mistake of a child—even her own son—so she'd not lose the pack's trust in her capabilities. Especially with her worst opponent, her own sister, ready to take over the position at any moment. Even when family was everything to the pack, no one was safe from having their throat ripped out the moment they lowered their guard. There was no loyalty in a pack of fools.

"Oh, yes!" my aunt wept, her act so good despite having enough daughters to not need Nerrocan here to be called a worthy successor to my mother's reign. "Please, Krill! You have to bring my baby back home! Please!"

It must have been so much easier to leave, knowing you never left anything behind, really. Nerrocan didn't have to worry much about what others thought about him. He could hide behind his sisters and be a good boy just for fun. Perhaps things would have been different if I had sisters who were older or my age, too. I could have escaped the responsibilities and lived a free and happy life without repercussions for every little mistake I made in the matriarch's eyes.

"I will, Mother."

Raising my head and showing the pack a steadfast expression, I placed my hand over my heart, the gesture as shallow as it was a lie. I had no idea where the two rascals had gone, much less how I'd manage to track them down. There was no telling that I could find them, but maybe by the time I'd be too exhausted from the search, I'd have developed the courage to stay far, far away from the pack. 

Judging by the glare in the matriarch's eyes, there would be no home to return to unless I brought back the missing sons anyway. 

In her angry gaze, I noticed some doubt. For a moment, I imagined her worried that something could happen to me on this quest she sent me on. But when our eyes met, she must have known that my promise and gestures were all just for show. It hardened her feelings for me, which was for the better. We both knew I would never reach her expectations, no matter how long and hard I tried. Losing two young, efficient hunters for the pack was just the tip of the iceberg. It was better for her not to get disappointed when I'd inevitably fail the task she had given me, again. 

So when I slipped back into the water, my mother sent me off with a scoff, the whispers around me so loud, I couldn't hear my own thoughts. The cold wet was a welcome change of sounds, clearing my head for the first time since I entered that communal space. I'd become numb to the feeling of being unloved and unappreciated, so much so that it didn't face me what everyone thought of me. That's what I told myself. All I had to do was function, which was easier with a clear head. I thought back to the days before Nerrocan's disappearance, the funny human we rescued, and the way Nerrocan used to look at them. 

I wasn't stupid, even if I preferred to keep pushing away the nagging feelings that might have made me soft and even more worthless in the eyes of my mother. The two were too young to know the true horror of "love". But I was the oldest. I remembered looking at this special someone the same way that Nerrocan did with the human. I collected the shiniest stones in that small pool they held us in at that facility that Nerrocan's human wanted to go to so desperately, just so I could present these trophies to my mate. Just like Lyr now, who ransacked our treasure cave in just one night. 

Judging by how much Lyr could steal in that one night, he probably wasn't as far away as we thought. But the ocean was vast, he was a quick swimmer, and I couldn't think of a place he frequented that I should look for him. Nerrocan, on the other hand, I'd either never find him because he had been eaten by the fish all the time he'd been away or because he was back at that forsaken facility with the human. Both options made it impossible for me to ever retrieve one of them if not for sheer luck. I could have turned every stone upside down to find Lyr, who was objectively the better choice, but he was as good a hunter as I was, and unfortunately, he knew it. If he wanted to stay hidden, I'd not find him. And if he refused to come back, he might actually kill me to keep it that way.

As I turned towards the open ocean, I still lamented the fact that I'd not get to come home anymore. It was foolish to even try, but doing as I was told was all I'd ever known. I've been told how to hunt, behave, talk, act, and play all my life. My mother told me to take what I wanted, fight for what I wanted, and obey. So if she wanted to send me on a death mission, I had no choice. Compared to the other two, I didn't have a reason to betray the pack that had raised us, and no mate that I could call home, and so, I made my choice. 

And if I possibly could save even just one of those fools, then I'd wager my chances with the one that wouldn't kill me on sight. 

[archivalofsins]

Hey let me say something- For those curious the Amane innocent verdict is more worth it than ever. Me right now,

"Ain't no sympathy here, this shit's hilarious."

If he got bodied by anyone younger than him after all that good shit he talked about adults! Best believe-

I am here like this.

I said it then and I'll say it again. To shreds you say? It must be embarrassing to have a fave that folds like laundry. Mahiru and Haruka would never. Mahiru got her ass handed to her trial one intermission. Since she has struggled to hold onto life even under the care of a man who is notorious for committing malpractice.

They put the prison on that girl just to put out her life.

But people really want me to believe all that was needed for Shidou was Amane. At that point paper skin glass bones. Haruka had to put it on himself. What does Shidou really look like other than weak for this shit?

Pathetic.

The whole prison better have been on this man because if it was just the child. Ooof I wouldn't be announcing that. That shit is embarrassing. I mean I hope Amane had a weapon because if not Shidou is a joke well no that would still be a bit more than what he was.

He'd be a punchline.

It's really giving pathetic, it's giving weak, it's giving I decided to fight with a child-

22/10/24 (Shidou’s Birthday)

Amane: ……Kirisaki Shidou. How long do you plan on continuing this foolish behaviour?

Shidou: I wonder what you might be referring to there. I’m just doing what I need to do. If anything, I’d be happy if you would lend me a hand.

Amane: I warned you. I can no longer turn a blind eye to this wickedness taking place right in front of us. You’re bringing ruin unto yourself. Do you understand?

Shidou: No, I don’t understand. It’s my job as an adult to teach you that throwing a temper tantrum isn’t going to make everything go your way. If it’s a test of endurance you want, I’m happy to oblige, Amane.

And lost.

He was happy to oblige but he could not finish. He failed that test of endurance. It's giving collect your man's ashes to me. Come pick him up the child has obliterated him. Grab a broom and a dustpan he will not be needing cremation that child was just that about it. It's giving boo-hoo I didn't expect to actually fight a child and fucking lose.

Which is not the man Shidou was. He came in here wanting to be killed by a child while not having to think on or feel bad about any of the things he has done to others.

The truth is Shidou Kirisaki got everything he wanted out of Milgram.

He was never made to feel bad for his choices. If Amane was the cause of his demise he got to die by the hands of a child something he was trying to put on Es from jump. He got what he wanted and left. He was already planning not to be here telling Yuno in case anything happened to him at least she would still be there to take on his responsibilities.

24/09/02 (Yuno’s Birthday)

Shidou: Thank you for your assistance with Shiina-kun’s treatment. It’s been a big help having you here. Both for her and for me. It’s good to know that even if something happens to me, you’ll still be around.

Yuno: No way. I can’t do anything on my own. All I’m doing is helping with whatever you’re doing. It’s just like playing pretend as a nurse.

Shidou: No, you’ve got a good sense for things like this. You’re quick to notice things, calm, and fearless. If you haven’t decided what you want to be in the future, maybe you should consider becoming a doctor yourself.

Yuno: You think so? ……haha, stop it. I don’t want to be thinking about the future right now. And for someone like me to have other people’s lives in my hands…… that’s no laughing matter.

He was already trying to pass on the torch and responsibilities to others. Trying to make sure if something happened to him Yuno would take on as doctor and Kazui would look after these troubled youths.

All things that in hindsight seem like the words of someone who planned to die the way he wanted to from the start at the hands of a child. Everyone wants to talk about Shidou as though he didn't get everything he wanted while consistently taking from those around him.

Yet the truth of the matter is he did. He got to lament his family, be told by the audience he was innocent, in the right for the things he did while never once showing the faces of the people he made into victims for his own gain or the faces of their families in Throw Down.

He got the convenient excuse of all his patients being brain dead something that he as a doctor/surgeon is not allowed to diagnosis because that's the job of two neurologists and when doctors just assume or say that many times they are wrong.

His line in Undercover was,

"“UNDER” Which way will you throw down your weight To be the deceived, or the deceiver."

To me it seems like a lot of people have yet to accept they choose to be decieved.

[writing-for-life]

Dream's Therapist

I’m not sure if I should apologise for this brain fart in advance, but it just found its way to the page after this. Yes, this is how my brain works (or rather doesn’t)…

Intake Session

The client presented for his intake session on 22/04. When he made his appointment, he showed particular interest in the fact that this is an integrative therapy practice which uses cognitive, behavioural, somatic and Jungian approaches and is also versed in sex therapy. Naturally the ethical kind.

He was extremely on time (that is to say, close to three hours early), but he insisted on spending that time in the waiting area instead of coming back later. My receptionist assured me he did not move from the offered chair during that time and that he, in fact, did not move at all. She occasionally had to check (inconspicuously of course) if he was breathing.

Upon entering my office, he was polite if slightly aloof. He was dressed all black and refused to take off his coat. No problems with personal hygiene could be perceived from a distance. After getting seated, he enquired whether I could dim the lights ever so slightly because it was too bright, to which I agreed.

I noticed his staring at the crystal paperweight on my table for an extended period of time before he, seemingly out of nowhere, asked: “I trust your office is a mere illusion, a fleeting moment in existence?”

DT: Something like that I guess. What brings you here?

Dream: Well, I have these recurring nightmares. Not while I am sleeping, since I obviously don’t sleep.

DT: Obviously.

Dream: I create them.

DT: The nightmares?

Dream: Yes. And all of a sudden, they all suffer from… existential dread instead of helping to get rid of it. Also, my hair keeps getting tangled and knotted all the time, but I am not quite… certain if this relates in any way.

DT: Interesting. And how does that make you feel?

Dream (deadpan): Feel? I don't “feel”. I weave narratives, conjure nightmares, and occasionally attend celestial tea parties. Emotions are for mortals. The hair is inconvenient though.

DT: Right. Let's explore your childhood. Did you have any issues with your family?

Dream (I notice uneasy shifting in his seat): My family? My father, always running late. My mother… (I notice a slight tremble in his bottom lip)… well, she is… dark. My sister, Death, tells me I am a buzzkill, especially at family gatherings. Truthfully, I believe all my siblings are just trying to gaslight me into believing so because I can be… quite entertaining? (I notice uncertainty). Plus, one of them is… let's just say: they are the reason I have commitment issues.

DT: Commitment issues. Let’s expand on that a bit. Have you ever been in love?

Dream: (I notice extreme rigidity): Love is a quaint human invention, like gluten-free pizza or reality TV.

DT (I don’t know what that means and ignore it): I sense reluctance around the topic?

(He stares at the paperweight for a good 3 minutes)

Okay, let's try word association. I'll say a word, and you respond with the first thing that comes to mind. Ready?

Dream: Proceed, mortal.

DT: Sand.

Dream (I notice a raised eyebrow and a slightly tetchy sigh): Golden grain sifting through my fingers.

DT: Pillow.

Dream: A convenient weapon during astral battles.

DT (I momentarily feel confused and lose my footing, to which he reacts with)

Dream: I could show you? (I notice he makes a move to get up from his seat)

DT: That won’t be necessary right now… Word association: Unicorn.

Dream: (I notice grave seriousness) My ex-wife. I think.

DT: That should suffice for now. Let’s briefly discuss coping mechanisms. How do you handle stress?

Dream: Stress? When the universe unravels and the fabric of the Dreaming tears, I binge-watch reality shows. The Kardashians, mostly.

DT: Why the Kardashians?

Dream: Distraction. Inspiration. For all manner of things. Mostly nightmares.

DT (I notice the recurring theme of nightmares): Do you hold any hopes or dreams for the future?

Dream (I notice a nervous twitch around his mouth which he tries to hide unsuccessfully): I am the King of Dreams. Dreams shape reality itself. But if you must know, I dream of a world where everyone flosses regularly and understands general relativity.

DT: Why is flossing important?

Dream: I just like good teeth.

DT: Why general relativity?

Dream: Because it would help. With ships.

DT: What ships?

Dream (I notice eye-rolling and bridge-of-nose-pinching): Never mind.

DT: It’s okay, we can talk about anything that seems important to you.

Dream: It is of no import. Is time up yet?

DT: No.

Dream: Good, I shall leave then.

DT (I feel confused but try not to show it and respect the client’s wish to leave. I’m getting paid either way): Same time next week?

Dream (who is already standing): Time is a mere construct. But yes, let us pencil it in. And remember, reality is just a draft…

Further notes: The client suffers from insomnia and thinks he creates nightmares. He potentially has internalised he is one. He seems detached from his feelings to the point he believes he does not have any emotions and does not seem to relate to being human. He feels misunderstood by his whole family and suffers from the delusion that his sister is Death. He makes another of his siblings responsible for his failed relationships, which has led to the ingrained belief that love is not for him. He seems to compensate with believing he is above others and refers to himself as the “King of Dreams”. I notice a tendency to shirk potentially painful topics. He seems to communicate diminished interest or pleasure in all, or almost all, activities apart from binge-watching TV, but he seems quite enamoured with the concept of astral battles and general relativity, which requires further exploration…

Next Session >

[m12writer]

Birds of a Feather Masterlist

Act One A Hard Day's Night The First Cut Is the Deepest Winning a Battle, Losing the war No Man's Land Shake Your Groove Thing If Tomorrow Never Comes The Self-Destruct Button Save Me Who's Zoomin' Who?

Act Two Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head Enough is Enough Make Me Lose Control Deny, Deny, Deny Bring the Pain Into You Like a Train Something to Talk About Let It Be Thanks for the Memories Much too Much Ower of a Lonely Heart Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer Begin the Begin Tell Me Sweet Little Lies Break on Through It's the End of the World As We Know It Yesterday What Have I Done to Deserve This? Band-Aid Covers the bullet Hole Superstition The Name of the Game Blues for Sister Someone Damage Case 17 Seconds Deterioration of the Fight or Flight Response Losing My Religion

Act Three Time Has Come Today I Am a Tree Sometimes a Fantasy What I Am Oh, the Guilt Let the Angels Commit Where the Boys Are Staring at the Sun From a Whisper to a Scream Don't Stand So Close to Me Six Days (Part 1) Six Days (Part 2) Great Expectations Wishin' and Hopin' Walk on Water Drowning on Dry Land Some Kind of Miracle Scars and Souvenirs My Favorite Mistake Time After Time Desire The Other Side of This Life (Part 1) The Other Side of This Life (Part 2) Testing 1-2-3 Didn't We Almost Have It All?

Connie Sloan's Interns Act Four A Change Is Gonna Come Love/Addiction Let the Truth Sting The Heart of the Matter Haunt You Every Day Kung Fu Fighting Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction Forever Young Crash Into Me (Part 1) Crash Into Me (Part 2) Lay Your Hands on Me Where the Wild Things Are Piece of My Heart The Becoming Losing My Mind Freedom (Part 1) Freedom (Part 2)

Act Five Dream a Little Dream of Me (Part 1) Dream a Little Dream of Me (Part 2) Here Comes the Flood Brave New World There's No 'I' in Team Life During Wartime Rise Up These Ties That Bind In the Midnight Hour All By Myself Wish You Were Here Sympathy for the Devil Stairway to Heaven Beat Your Heart Out Before and After An Honest Mistake I Will Follow You Into the Dark Stand By Me Elevator Love Letter Sweet Surrender No Good at Saying Sorry (One More Chance) What a Difference a Day Makes Here's to Future Days Now or Never

Act Six Good Mourning Goodbye I Always Feel Like Somebody's Watchin' Me Tainted Obligation Invasion I Saw What I Saw Give Peace a Chance Invest in Love New History Holidaze Blink I Like You So Much Better When You're Naked State of Love and Trust Valentine's Day massacre The Time Warp Perfect Little Accident Push Suicide is Painless Sympathy for the Parents Hook, Line and Sinner Hoe Insensitive Shiny Happy People Sanctuary Death and All His Friends

Act Seven With You I'm Born Again Shock to the System Superfreak Can't Fight Biology Almost Grown These Arms of Mine That's Me Trying Something's Gotta Give Slow Night, So Long Adrift and at Peace Disarm Start Me Up Don't Deceive Me (Please Don't Go) P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) Golden Hour Not Responsible This Is How We Do It Song Beneath the Song It's a Long Way Back White Wedding I Will Survive Unaccompanied Minor

Act Eight Free Falling She's Gone Take the Lead What Is It About Men Love, Loss and Legacy Poker Face Put Me In, Coach Heart-Shaped Box Dark Was the Night Suddenly This Magic Moment Hope for the Hopeless If/Then All You Need Is Love Have You Seen Me Lately? If Only You Were Lonely One Step Too Far The Lion Sleeps Tonight Support System The Girl With No Name Moment of Truth Let the Bad Times Roll Migration Flight

Act Nine Going, Going, Gone Remember the Time Love the One You're With I Saw Her Standing There Leaving

[waitmyturtles]

THE MORNING AFTER: ONLY FRIENDS, EPISODE 2 ("I PROMISED YOU THE MOONSHINE") EDITION

Being a day late to watching and writing about Only Friends allows me a little airspace away from the gasps and dopamine of the collective community first watch of each episode, and lemme tell ya -- my dash yesterday was so hot, it was like melting Tupperware on a stove. Unfortunately for many in the fandom, the ships are going to sink. That shower scene got some folks wrecked. Many folks on my dash have a sudden disdain for Neo Trai (poor kiddo). For anyone who reads around here, you might remember my implored begging of the Tumblr family to watch Gay OK Bangkok before Only Friends premiered, and I still stand by it. The Only Friends team -- Jojo Tichakorn, Ninew Pinya, writers Den Panuwat and Best Kittisak -- are playing with a lot of concepts that I thought were just FABULOUSLY explored in this second episode, and these concepts ARE going to lead to further innuendos and endings that the shippers are just not going to like. (I think GOKB primed us for this.) And frankly, by the way this episode played out (as we were talking about a couple days ago, @lurkingshan) -- I think that's a hell of a point that the team is making in our faces.

I'm going to get to this more in a moment. Let me explain more, by way, of all things (!) -- plum wine.

So a bunch of us meta clowns (cc @ranchthoughts, @chickenstrangers, @lurkingshan) were talking about a theory I had on Friday regarding the theme of ephemerality in the first episode. How Cheum indicated to Mew that there's a lot in Thailand that'll bring them down, from pollution to radiation. She wanted Mew to nab Top -- she indicated that life is fickle, so what did her homeboy have to lose? Go get yer man, she said.

@ranchthoughts, @chickenstrangers, @lurkingshan and I took this conversation further yesterday (please read all the reblogs on this link, folks, it's a great conversation!), exploring the many more references to the ephemeral, fickle nature of time and life that Only Friends is referencing. @chickenstrangers clocked that Yo's bar is called YOLO. @ranchthoughts clocked that Sand's bag of plum wine read "you only live once." @lurkingshan noted that Jojo's played around with the ephemeral before -- in Gay OK Bangkok, examining the impact of HIV on Bangkok's gay male population.

The reblogs of the post linked above also capture some common mentalities about the "future" for our current crop of young folks today (I... am not young, lol), particularly for the young queer community. That through climate change, the slow-snail-paced fight for equity (like the legalization of same-sex marriage in Thailand) (and even comparing it to the roll-back of rights for the LGBTQ+ community in the States) -- as @ranchthoughts wrote, there seems to be a stronger sense of "live fast, die young," among younger cohorts than when I was a young lass, born in the 1980s, when a middle management career could get you everything you needed, with a unfettered retirement in sight.

To me, the most wrenching references to the ephemeral in this second episode focused on death. "Do you want us to die?," Sand asked laughingly as Ray played around in the car. Top can't sleep alone because after a childhood trauma, he's afraid he'll die alone. Ray's deceased mom is shown with a glass in her hand.

And how are these young folks behaving? In the face of literal death, as they themselves are referring to it: they're living life very riskily. Top's a player. So is Boston. We hope they're playing safe. (Gay OK Bangkok had condoms all over the place. I haven't seen any yet in OF.) Ray's blood alcohol levels are clearly through the roof. Sand's committing a crime.

Say what now? Committing a crime?

I hope folks clocked that. What's REALLY making me shake my head is how slick the non-sexual commentary was in this episode.

Going back to my original post on ephemerality that I let loose on Friday: I talked about the metaphor of plum wine and the passage of time -- how plum wine tastes sweeter and better as you let it age.

Sand was pissed that his bottles of plum wine broke because he's making it himself. That's why he wanted Ray to pay him back for the lost supply. Sand lost both product AND time.

Making and selling plum wine is illegal in Thailand. It's like the selling of rotgut during Prohibition.

SAY WHAT? For real. Thailand's laws around alcohol are wild, y'all. The display of alcohol logos is weirdly regulated (I laugh at how bottles are often blurred out in Thai dramas), brewing alcohol within Thailand is insanely complicated (some people brew alcohol in Thailand, then bottle it elsewhere and import it BACK into Thailand to skirt these laws), and -- you cannot buy alcohol from 2 pm to 5 pm.

Remember we saw Ray sneaking some sips from a flask outside the hostel site? That's a major flag for confirmed alcoholism (drinking alone during the day). But also, if Ray wanted a drink during the hours of 2-5 pm -- he had to have the booze on himself to have a tipple.

We know Jojo does NOT shy away from political commentary. We saw it in spades during Dirty Laundry.

What I love about Jojo's work is that he's unafraid to call out the hypocrisy of these kinds of laws. The making of plum wine is ILLEGAL? In Japan, making umeshu is traditional. (It's also the easiest and most delicious thing ever, please try making it!). For many of us around the world, making umeshu is a hobby, and a perfectly safe one at that. Considering Thailand's economy is so dependent on tourism, and that Bangkok itself is a world-class city, you would think that the selling of alcohol wouldn't be so complicated, and yet... 'tis.

This leads me to what I saw as the second Big Theme of this episode, besides ephemerality: I saw a lot of hypocrisy in this episode.

We got the liquor laws bullshit. We got Boston. Boston strikes me as a hypocrite for setting up his friend Mew with Top -- all while Boston's still wanting to get with Top, to the point of sneaking into Top's shower.

And Mew strikes me as a hypocrite, too. He wants to "redo" the start of his relationship with Top?... on his own terms? So, they're not boyfriends anymore? After already....having dated? Believable, my dude. The guys are in a PatPran-esque battle of... something, and I don't think it's wits, because neither of them seem to have many wits about them. They seem to be more interested in just winning a goal that (except for sex for Top) seems wholly unclear. Does Mew not know that Top may very well NOT respect Mew? Is Mew aware that his read on Top may not be at all accurate? And.... does Mew actually care? I'm not convinced of it.

Live fast, die young. What does it matter to be a hypocrite if the future is unstable, if time is speeding by -- and if no one is holding these young folks accountable for their behavior, as I put into the tags of @ranchthoughts's post yesterday? As Nick says to Boston: "you're a rich guy -- you don't care much for things." What, exactly, would make these rich kids care about being ethical human beings?

Accountability is around the corner for this group. Nick is starting to catch feelings. Boston is wondering why he's getting rejected by Top. Sand's recognizing that Ray's sniffing out something between them (cc @neuroticbookworm) (and, who knows, as NBW first referenced in her post -- Sand might be catching feelings, too). All of these friends -- it's mindblowing! -- leave Ray alone, often, wasted off his ass, to get himself home, as Sand himself notes.

These characters are going to get hurt, and it's only a matter of time until we begin seeing it happen. At the micro-level, human to human, they will hurt each other. And society, Thai society, is doing these young people no favors by not helping to equalize the inequity between rich and poor -- as Sand has to take risks to sell illegal hooch, of all things, to just get by.

Wrapping this up with what I was mentioning up at the top about the jibbles that the fandoms are starting to feel towards the established GMMTV ships of this show slowly sinking. Isn't there a bit of hypocrisy there as well? This show is NOT going to be pretty for the ForceBook/FirstKhao established ships. What are we, as fans, going to do when that time comes? Will we condemn Jojo? Will we stop watching the show? Will we equivocate by way of blaming other characters?

This show should be celebrated already for the risks it's taking, and the risks it will take. (Remember: fans protested at the GMMTV building in 2019 when the KristSingto ship was broken for He's Coming To Me.) Only Friends deciding to take on the toxicity and hypocrisy of shipper fandom? Bring it on. We cannot only enjoy the performances of these actors when they're paired up with one repeating partner. As the life of Gay OK Bangkok depicted, as the life of Only Friends is depicting -- life is a whole lot more complicated than just a dreamlike, over-organized monogamy between two people (ahem, Mew). Life -- and TIME -- will bring complications and change, sometimes unwanted change, that we have to learn to handle and manage. I'm not colored surprised in the least that Jojo's making this experience for us jump out of the screen and into our own hearts, as we see our beloved actors take risks upon themselves by their breaking of their own ships. I am all here for it, and I hope the shipper fans can be, too.

(BIG UPS to the small meta army family -- @ranchthoughts, @lurkingshan, @chickenstrangers, @neuroticbookworm -- I'm so thrilled to continue being thoughtful with y'all!)

[ironbornsource]

Two Weeks of Theon - Shame | Villain VS Victim

Little Bit Louder, Little Bit Worse, by Redrikki Rated: G Words: 15763 Archive Warnings: Major Character Death Category: Gen Pairings/Characters: Theon & Asha, Theon & Robb Summary: In a world where the War of the Five Kings goes very differently, Asha Greyjoy sails north to retrieve her brother. Sequel to Second Verse where a time traveling Theon Greyjoy has made some changes, not all of them for the better.

A very intriguing time travel scenario where Theon time-traveled into his AGOT-time self after leaping from the walls of Winterfell with Jeyne. This development butterflies away a lot of Robb's misfortunes, leading to a scenario where the Stark forces have defeated the Lannisters enough to be able to focus their efforts on the war against the Others. After losing the kingsmoot, Asha travels to the wall to meet Robb and Theon, hoping to bring Theon home to fight Euron for their birthright together.

The result is a brand new first meeting for the Greyjoy siblings, similarly fraught and yet completely different in its dynamic. Theon's memories of their alternate timeline, though hidden by Asha's POV for a good while, obviously haunt their relationship until they come out in a predictable outburst. He is horrified by Robb's possessivity and reluctance to let him go, yet he cannot allow himself to want to share anything with the sister who humiliated him in another life. This way this fic deals with the philosophical conundrums of time travel perfectly embodies the concepts of shame, evil and victimhood as they are portrayed in Theon's arc. Theon still suffers from the guilt and pain of the horrors he both committed and endured in the original timeline, but most of all he's haunted by the unfairness of having to endure things like the memory of his canon return to the islands alone, while Asha is free of that baggage, free from feeling guilty of the cruel welcome she gave him, which leaves him unable to accept the better future this present offers him.

The siblings' tumultous journey to forgiveness culminates in a series of very fun though tragic plot twists and an exciting open ending as the threat of the Long Night becomes a more pressing issue than their ambitions, in a great horror atmosphere. Just a great read all the way to the end!

[atla-suki]

sokka’s treatment in lok was astonishing tbh but i’m actually glad he was dead by the time the series started bc toph being a cop??? aang being an awful dad???? they would’ve ruined him and suki’s characters lbr.

as far as any possible kids go idk we didn’t meet suyin till book 4 we barely saw izumi i think they just didn’t want to make the new series be a atla reunion plus lok was only meant to be one season so they were making that shit up as they went along lmao. and back in 2012-14?? they didn’t know themselves what happened to sukka lmao.

sokka and suki are definitely the type to break up bc of long distance but then find their way back to each other a few years later especially as they settle into their roles in life.

while bryke definitely neglect suki and sokka to some capacity also they do have a soft spot for suki after bringing her back. many don’t consider her to be team avatar but they’ve stated they do so idk ! she shows up a lot in the comics which have obv been created post-lok and it’s been said that they’ll utilise it’s plots and characters in shall see in future projects (crane fish town becoming republic city maybe??? where suki currently is working?? and sokka later lives!!)

i’m p sure suki will be in it at some capacity anyway and that there’ll stick with jennie as she’s one of the few asian og va’s. she’s doing a lot of work atm for avatar studios.

also random but i literally found out today that it’s not bryke-confirmed that mai and zuko end up together. it was a comment on a panel by the old comic writer. it’s not technically canon. izumi is the spit of mai anyway but hmm! interesting!!

btw btw suyin’s father was def a sandbending outlaw who toph had a secret relationship with that couldn’t be public bc of her role as police chief x

oo big ask ok let me break this up into different paragraphs …

fist point - one thing i will admit about lok is that it fell short in incorporating the original characters into the new series in an interesting way with enough verisimilitude (realistic-ness) that it didn’t feel like they were just throwing a popular character into an episode for the sake of it. such as the whole ‘aang is a bad dad’ thing because they under-utilised him as a mentor figure to korra and instead focused on his supposed favourite son (i have thoughts on this re. aang NOT being a ‘Bad’ dad but i will make another post on it if u are interested (or have i alr made one? i’ll make another one.))

i have to agree that they would’ve probably done something shitty to sokka or suki if they were included. especially with the entire first season of lok being about bender/non-bender equality… i can just imagine they’d make sokka say something dumb about the equalist movement being 100% Bad instead of him actually supporting some of their completely valid arguments. idk. i’m sad there’s no sukka but at the same time…. quit while ur ahead yk.

second point - sukka long distance relationship is so real ESPECIALLY during their first few years together. i can see them just kinda calling it off because of commitment issues due to their work, etc. but not ever really losing feelings. they’d be endgame tho🥰

i can absolutely see suki being in upcoming projects! especially since she and the other kyoshi warriors expanded their reach across the nations - it would be hard to ignore them completely if we’re assuming they’re including comic canon into the universe. i hope jenny returns!!

third point - yeah! how crazy that maiko as izumi’s parents isn’t canon confirmed… though she’s so clearly mai’s daughter. i wonder if mai’s role will be expanded in upcoming projects / if she’ll be featured more. hmmm.

fourth - would honestly prefer this to the theory sokka is her father lol. it kinda baffles me that TOPH became a cop.. not bc she opposes authority - there’s something different about enforcing it than there is having to follow it. i can see toph in authoritative positions, and she fits them well. but i think it baffles me moreso because why would toph even work as a COP? isn’t that boring as hell for her?? go do something awesome like probending or professional underground fighting (adult blind bandit anyone?? this would make a good fic) or literally just construction idk i feel like toph isn’t a Hard Worker type that would want to be stuck in such a rigid career.

[bengiyo]

I Feel You Linger in the Air Ep 6 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Not!Ohm showed up again and convinced Jom to deliver a message to Fong Kaew. Whatever was in the letter inspired Fong Kaew to accept her role in this house, and she committed to seducing Robert. It has elevated her status, and this seemed to worry Maey. We also learned that Euangphueng and Maey conspired to bring Fong Kaew into the house to direct Robert's attention elsewhere. Meanwhile, Jom tried to cover for Prik so she could take care of her dying mother, and both were punished for this. Prik took the brutal reminder that she is just a servant for what it was. Jom is also losing it over the time stuff. He's realizing that he's the one drawing the pictures he found and is seeing himself in the future.

So, Puttyuban Bar is definitely some kind of speakeasy.

Yai seems very jealous of Jom looking at James.

Interesting. Last episode Robert got intense about a fire, and this week we're learning he may have used arson to evict people from lands he desires.

James and Yai said this is their favorite place, and we just got the backstory on Nuey. Feeling a lot of things about how hard it was for our people to find each other.

I hope James isn't revealed to be a douche later, because I like the way he regards Jom.

Nonkul's worried tone as Yai started drinking heavily was really good.

Man, what is happening to Jom? I keep thinking about Kindred and getting so nervous.

"He has become unstuck in time." -Zathras

Oh boy. I don't want Ming further involved with Fong Kaew and her situation with Khamsaen.

Yai is snooping!!

If they burned Fong Kaew's home and killed her dad just to get her to marry Robert...

Well played, Fong Kaew.

Petty Yai is amusing.

Wait, does Jom think that encounter was about food?

James saying Jom reminds him of his first lover in the time travel show carries implications.

And now James is telling Yai to shit or get off the pot. My feelings about community are swelling.

I get Jom running away. This is the past. It's dangerous for both of them, and he's hoping to leave.

I just love that Yai and James stressed multiple times that they respect if Jom doesn't like them or wants them to back off.

Jom is correct to worry about the society around them. No gays exist in a bubble.

"Our time has just begun," at the halfway point of the time travel show??? Ominous.

WHAT THAT MOUTH DO???

That was a really pretty kiss.

Next week they'll get clocked because it's hard to ignore when two people are vibing that hard

This was a beautiful episode. When I like to praise Tee for the queerness of his storytelling, I'm talking about moments like this. Tee understands that we've always been here, and many of our stories never got shared or passed down. Some of us didn't make it, and some of us were required to hide ourselves away. I think there's something really special about the way James accepted that he wasn't chosen and opted to give Yai a nudge.

[kat-the-aspiring-catholic]

It's been six years, and I'm finally back on the right path again.

It has been three weeks since I started exploring Catholicism. 9/28/2024, for future me. I hope that this is the right path for me. Regardless, I plan to track my progress here.

I am in a difficult position, as my identity as a person directly goes against this. Of course, there are LGBTQ Christians, but I am beginning to discover that I may not be transgender, as I previously thought. I have a loving and accepting family, but going back on something that I was convinced that I was so sure of... well, please pray for me. I don't believe that I will be in a place to work on detransitioning anytime soon.

I am currently on day twenty-two of the Bible in a Year podcast with Father Mike. The way he and Ascension make the complex simple... I would recommend a listen, regardless of what you believe. We need more good in the world, and wonderful people like Father Mike help bring that forth.

I have decided that it's a little too late to join RCIA this year, especially as I have very little knowledge of the Bible, let alone Catholicism. A year of waiting will test my commitment, while allowing me to work on my self in the meantime. I don't believe I would be able to juggle RCIA with all the other things I have going on right now, to be honest. I'm barely scraping by as it is.

I am seventeen days celibate. I curse like a sailor, and that is a very hard habit to break. I have been neglecting my prayers- something that is hard to start blind. Please pray for me as I begin to find my way.

I find myself in an odd situation, with no like-minded friends. I have a friend who is Mormon (which couldn't be more different than Catholic, but that's not for me to judge) who I've told about this, but she is currently on a mission trip. All of my other friends have either never been religious or have left religion, and I'm afraid that I may lose them over this. It's isolating, but I know I'm not alone. There have been countless that have walked before me, and countless walking the same path right now. If you are in a similar spot and would like to chat, please let me know. I have no one to share any of this with.

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Daisy Bloom – Sims in Bloom Legacy | Pt. 12

Daisy couldn't deny how deeply she had fallen in love with Akira. He had become her anchor, her confidant, and her source of joy in Henford-on-Bagley. They shared countless memorable moments together, from quiet evenings at their favorite cafe to lively celebrations with friends.

But lately, something had shifted. Akira seemed distant at times, his smiles less frequent, his eyes clouded with a hint of unease. Daisy noticed the change in his demeanor, and it worried her deeply. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

One evening, as they sat together in their cozy living room, the crackling fire casting flickering shadows on the walls, Daisy sensed Akira's turmoil. He had been quiet throughout dinner, lost in his thoughts. Finally, he spoke up, his voice tinged with hesitation.

"Daisy, I need to talk to you about something," Akira began, his gaze avoiding hers. "Lately, I've been feeling... jealous and insecure. I know it's not fair to you, and I don't want to hold you back."

Daisy's heart sank at his words. She hadn't expected this turn of events, and the thought of losing Akira sent a wave of fear through her. She reached out and took his hand, urging him to open up about his feelings.

They talked for hours, tears and fears laid bare between them. Akira confessed his insecurities, his fear of not being enough for Daisy, of not measuring up to what she deserved. Daisy listened with a heavy heart, feeling the weight of his words.

"I love you, Akira," Daisy whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I don't want to lose you."

They held each other close, finding solace in their shared vulnerability. Despite the pain and uncertainty, they decided to give their relationship a chance. They embraced the new year with renewed hope and determination, celebrating their love and promising to work through their challenges together.

However, as weeks passed, Daisy couldn't shake the lingering doubts in her mind. She found herself confiding in Alex, seeking her perspective and advice. Alex, ever the supportive friend, listened attentively as Daisy poured out her heart.

"I think I love Akira more than he's willing to give," Daisy admitted quietly, her voice wavering with uncertainty. "I want to move forward, to deepen our commitment, but I'm not sure he's ready."

Alex offered gentle reassurance, encouraging Daisy to have an honest conversation with Akira about her feelings. She reminded her that relationships required open communication and mutual understanding.

Determined to find clarity, Daisy sat down with Akira once more. They talked for hours, sharing their hopes, fears, and dreams for the future. In the midst of their conversation, Daisy made a difficult decision.

"Maybe we need some time apart," Daisy said softly, her heart heavy with sadness. "Not because I don't love you, but because I want us to be sure of what we both want."

Akira nodded slowly, his expression a mix of sadness and understanding. He knew Daisy deserved someone who could give her the love and commitment she desired. They agreed to take a temporary separation, to take time to reflect and figure out their true feelings.

As they parted ways that day, Daisy couldn't help but feel a sense of uncertainty and sadness. She loved Akira deeply, but she also knew that their relationship needed space to grow and evolve. She hoped that their temporary separation would bring clarity and ultimately lead them back together, stronger and more certain of their future together.

Feeling the weight of her decision to take a temporary separation from Akira, Daisy decided to take some time for herself. She packed a few essentials and embarked on a well-deserved vacation to Granite Falls for the weekend. Surrounded by the tranquil beauty of nature, she hiked through the lush forests, enjoyed quiet moments by the lake, and found solace in the calming sounds of the wilderness. The break allowed Daisy to clear her mind, reflect on her feelings for Akira, and gain perspective on what she truly wanted for her future. It was a time of introspection and rejuvenation, giving her the space to consider the next steps in her relationship and in her own personal journey.

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2, 11, 20 and 25?

25 star wars asks

2. which character do you want to be most like?

My immediate reaction is Luke or Mara because they're two of my favourites, but I think the real answer is Bail Organa. He is a committed friend and servant to his people and lives unwaveringly by his convictions, putting his own life on the line countless times. He's wise in knowing which battles to pick and doesn't lose faith in people, even when they've lost faith in themselves. All that while being an A+ parent and partner.

11. who is the most underrated character?

Cara Dune. I love her dearly and she has such an intriguing backstory that I will always be bitter that we didn't have a chance to learn more about. I just hope she's out there in the Star Wars galaxy kicking ass and taking names, even if we don't get to see it.

20. what do you hope will happen in future movies?

Ah.... yeah. I don't have a lot of hope for future movies after the sequels. They seem very determined to continue following down that path and I'm just... not at all interested in that.

What I wish would would happen would be to reset a timeline so that the sequels essentially become an alternative future and have Jon and Dave head up a project that would bring the Thrawn Trilogy into canon. You'd have to recast the OT trio, but I've slowly come to terms with that, especially understanding that some of Luke's stoicness in BoBF might have been due to the limitations on deep fake emotions. Bring Mara and Kardde in, build up the fledgling New Republic rather than skipping over all of that just to show another war just for the sake of trying to copy to OT format, and let Thrawn shine in all of his brilliant glory. Saying that, I would only be fully onboard with that if Kathleen Kennedy wasn't involved and bonus points if George Lucas and Timothy Zahn were brought in as consultants (at the very least) for the story.

Pipe dream, I know, but hey. That's what I'd love to see happen.

25. which character do you have a love/hate relationship with?

I'd say Palpatine. Part of me has to be impressed with the levels of patience and manipulation that man possesses. He's a truly terrifying villain, but I will never be over the way Anakin just yeets him down the shaft. Makes me smile every time. His end is something I'm really looking forward to in AFoL 😈

Thanks for the questions!

[septembersghost]

I know we're supposed to separate art from artist or whatever but it's really hard for me to take anything she wrote from rep to midnights seriously when she was writing about maturity and recovery and building a real love w someone only to stand onstage and say she's happier than she's ever been and her life "finally" makes sense with a racist while her fans are hurting. wtf is that. it's not only the activism feeling performative it is literally everything about her that I thought was genuine and real seems fake and empty now. she's trying to change the meaning of songs, not to heal but for her pet rat's sake. she doesn't even stand by her own art at this point.

while they were never married, i think there's a usefulness here in viewing it in terms like a kind of divorce - separating a shared life, losing a love you were building a future on and a partner who was a support for you. does a divorce mean that all the love those people had and the vows they took weren't real? it doesn't. people also cope with that loss very differently - they may go into deep mourning, they may feel relief, they may be angry, they may feel free, they may start immediately dating again, they may never date again in their life (my mom). there's no single way to handle it, which is true of grief in general. i can't speak too much on romantic relationships since i don't have life experience there, but based on the observation i have, there's not one way to handle it. it doesn't mean all that love wasn't genuine and beautiful and needed in the moment. it was true when it was written. and ultimately it matters more what it means to you and if it still brings you joy and solace.

a lot of us connect to her because she's had a special way of making us feel understood. it's not comfort or even enjoyment in the music alone, it's this sense of empathy and personal reflection, where we find pieces of our own hearts and souls in her lyricism, and the closeness and resonance of that is part of why this is affecting fans now. but i don't think you need to question what was genuine - it was real (it was rare, i was there!), and what it means to you is still true! that will always be true! i promise that matters.

i think taylor has a lot of trouble being alone and feeling validated without a romance, and it's caused her a lot of pain, and i wish she could learn to love herself more, but that's not the easiest thing. i also think she gets obsessed and caught up in limerance (or, as she called it, the lavender haze), and that's not real, committed love, nor is it sustainable. i have other things i could say about this, but i hate to armchair diagnose her. i just hope she has real help right now that isn't throwing herself into infatuation while she works. i think to some degree she's clinging on with her fingernails and trying to totally disassociate from what certain songs mean to be able to perform them, it doesn't mean she doesn't stand by her art, it's just a survival method. none if this is excusing the person she's chosen to do this with, but keeping it in mind helps to sort through some of what's happening.

as ever, i hear you and hate this situation and am so sorry you're hurt. please take care of yourself ❤