#there is no one i relate to in that class
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Oh! One of my favorite memories from college is when we had to tell the class about our families and I introduced my very real human siblings using all of the correct words for brother and sister and their ages in relation to me and describing how much shorter they were than I am and everyone was nodding along
and then I held up the picture and you could see visible confusion spread across the faces of my classmates. did I use the wrong words? did they hear me wrong?
meanwhile, in the front of the classroom, sensei was choking back laughter
I had held up a picture of my cats
I told my students they're allowed to be creative and don't have to be factual when writing about themselves in German because I keep getting questions like "what if I don't have roommates or what if I don't have hobbies" and I'm like guys just make something up! Have fun! I won't fact check you!
So now I am grading homework where a student is claiming to be from North Korea and his hobby is tax fraud
102K notes
·
View notes
Text
Masquerade: you can fool any friend who ever knew you. [Fred Weasley]
**This is part 2 to a request you can find HERE**
Title: Masquerade, you can fool any friend who ever knew you.
Pairing: Fred Weasley x SarcasticHufflepuff!Reader {Idiots in love}
Timeline: Non-specified/ non-canon event.
Summary: Following Hogwarts’ anniversary masquerade ball, will Fred ever find the mystery woman he’s longing for, and can you, his best friend with a light crush on him, survive it?
*Updated Warnings: Unrequited love, idiots in love, friends to lovers all the usual divine tropes. Happy ending I promise. Minor sexual references, 1 mention of masturbation, George fancies Angelina. Slight angst? We have a massive crush on Freddie. Bonus points for anyone who knows where the title is from. Kissing, love confessions. Did I just write 5k words and none of it was smut?! There’s a mention of Paedophilia in the form of a passing age related joke*
Word count: 1.8k
Thank you to my wonderful Anon who inspired this two part fic with their brilliant request. This story flowed out of me and I was unable to stop writing. Did I cry writing this? Definitely Maybe 🖤
It was mid-afternoon and you were walking from charms when you felt a paper bird fly into your shoulder, confusing you as there was virtually no one around. You'd stayed behind after class with Flitwick to go over some extra work you'd asked for to boost your grade and became throughout confused at the random paper. Opening it, you couldn't help but smile, seeing Fred awful handwriting littering the inside.
'Little Badger- My dorm, 8pm?'
You knocked on the door, waiting for his signal for you to enter and walked into the dorm with a smile on your face, pausing once you noticed that George wasn't there.
"Where George?"
"Well I'm offended," Fred says, giving you blank look, "where's bloody George, am I not good enough now? Also hello."
"Hello trouble," you say, walking over to hop onto Fred's bed, instantly lying down on the surprisingly comfy and tidy bed. You squeal as you feel him jump in beside you, the tiny beds making you think that Fred would be jumping on you but he surprises you by scooting over to allow you to just lay beside him.
"What did you want to do?" You ask, turning your head towards him.
"Hmm?" He asks, half as if he's not listening and the other half as if he doesn't understand.
"You asked me here, what have you got planned?"
"Nothing really, just wanted to see you. It's not a crime is it?" He smirks, eyes soft.
"Only if you're a paedophile," you say bluntly, watching with glee as his eyes bulge and he bursts out a laugh at the dark joke.
"Rotten woman," he mumbles, earning a half-arsed shove on the shoulder as you smile at him.
"Fancy a nap?" You say, eyes closing as you find a comfy spot on the bed.
"How old are you?" He asks tauntingly, preparing to tease you over the need for a little sleep.
You open one eye, looking straight towards him with a smirk on your face, "do you really want me to make the paedo joke again?"
His hands instantly come out to tickle your sides and you beg for mercy as you squirm, almost falling off the bed in the close quarters a few times before he relents.
"Let's go to the kitchens," he suggests.
"Or.. let's take a nap."
"Astronomy tower?"
"Orrrrr a nap?"
"Bloody hell woman how tired are you? I'm offering a romantic date with food and a view, not to mention the giant squid, and all you want to do is to sleep!"
Despite your eyes remaining closed, you'd never felt more awake at the word 'date' so casually slipping from his mouth, a fire in your tummy beginning to ignite the very thought. You try to think of something to say, anything, in reply but you can't, all words failing you completely until you bring up the one topic you didn't want to talk about.
"Not sure your mystery woman would approve," you joke, though there's no real humour in your words. Fred snorts and you open your eyes to see him frowning off into the distance.
"Given up on her already?" You say, digging a little deeper, intrigued by his curious reaction. You watch as he frowns, turning his head slowly to look at you, eyes softening slightly the longer that he stares.
"Let's go to the black lake."
"Are you going to drown me?"
"What? No," he says in concern at your words.
"Alright, lead the way then Weasley."
It's bloody freezing when you reach the edge of the lake, the wind whipping through the trees like it's trapped between the tree line and the school, making you fight off a chill.
"Here, have my robes," Fred offers, his fingers reaching for the fastening.
"No Freddie I'm fine, you'll be freezing," you say, reaching up for his hand to stop him untying it.
He pauses, your hand still resting on his as he looks into your eyes, a soft smile ghosting his face.
"You haven't called me Freddie in ages."
"Sorry," you say, averting your gaze and pulling your hand away but he stops you, grabbing your hand and holding it in his. You see how his gaze diverts to your entwined fingers but you don't say anything, opting instead to take a deep, steadying breath.
"Your hands are freezing," he observes, his fingers squeezing yours gently.
"Yours are warm," you hum in return.
Suddenly, he looks up at you again with a questioning gaze, like he's looking into your soul.
"I want to try something," he says, not glancing away. You simply nod, hardly trusting your voice in the moment as you let him adjust you however he wants.
His right hand slips around your waist, the heat from his skin penetrating yours immediately, warming your side and yourself. You can barely breathe, you're certain he's never been this close to you before. You watch as he follows his hand with his eyes, gripping your waist with his long fingers before trailing his eyes up to your entwined hands. His gaze then trails up to your face and you look at him with an expression that you hope is neutral but is probably very far from it.
He starts to spin you on the rocky shoreline of the black lake, the two of you dancing under the moonlight without any music. It's beautiful and bittersweet all at the same time.
“It was you.”
"It was you," he repeats, sounding breathless, slowing his footwork only slightly. You frown, brows knitting together at his words, completely lost at what he was accusing you of.
"That night, at the ball, it was you."
"Freddie it wasn't me," you say quietly, your emotions bubbling to the surface, finding it too hard to deny any longer under his gaze. "I wanted it to be you that I danced with, I wanted it to be me that you wanted. I looked for you but... it wasn't me Fred."
Tears begin to well up in your eyes but you don't feel upset anymore; you think this is the last step in your grief, the acceptance. You knew that with one simple lie you could have Fred Weasley for yourself, that everything you'd ever wanted was right at your fingertips but you couldn't do it. Not to yourself and especially not to Fred.
"But you were there, it could have been you," he says with determination. Did he want it to be you? You reluctantly shake your head, wishing more than anything that it was.
"The guy I danced with had black hair," you say, wanting to break the gaze but finding it impossible. You feel a pang of sadness when he chuckles, head thrown back with a humourless laugh that makes your stomach lurch. He'd realised that it wasn't you after all. He pulls away from you and your heart breaks just a little bit more.
"You mean like this?" He asks, pulling out his wand and pointing it directly at his head. You scramble to get him to stop whatever he's doing but you're rendered completely silent when you watch with wide eyes and mouth agape as he casts a spell you don't know that immediately turns his fiery locks pitch black.
A sob escapes you as you look at him, hardly recognising the boy you'd loved forever seeing him with black hair, realising that it must have been him.
It really was him.
"There's about 6 people in this school with red hair and 4 of them are Weasleys, kind of defeats the point of being anonymous doesn't it," he says with a smirk. You're gobsmacked, still doubting what's in front of you.
"It really was you? The orange waistcoat with the gold stars?" You say, trying to pull the memory of the mystery man as clearly as you can.
"If you look in my wardrobe right now I can promise you it's hanging there," he says, pocketing his wand, the boyish smile returning to his lips.
"And my dress?" You ask, waiting for the moment he'd describe it wrong and this whole dream would slip away from you.
"Could kill a man," he says with a smirk, trying to calm your apparent nerves and denial. He describes it in near perfect detail, including your mask. You're breathless, lip quivering as you realise that it's really real.
"You believe me?" He asks, slowly moving forward. You nod, unable to find your voice.
"You trust me?"
You nod with more enthusiasm, never doubting your trust in him for a second.
He smirks, moving forward and you reluctantly hold out for hand to stop him, his smirk fading from his face instantly.
"Whatever happens next isn't happening until you look like you again," you say through a laugh, your eyes lighting up as he laughs too having forgotten about the black hair. He pulls out his wand and with a single effortless flick, he's Fred again.
This time he doesn't ask for permission, it's all in your eyes, the welcoming, the love. His hand grabs yours and he slowly pulls you into him, his right hand sliding onto your waist whilst his left hand tucks it self under your chin. There's a moment that passes as you look into each other's eyes where nothing else exists outside of the two of you. His eyes flick down to your lips as his fingers lift your chin ever so slightly whilst he begins to lean down.
His lips feel like pure magic against yours. It's like finding that perfect wand at Ollivanders that has chosen you, completely in sync and connected through a force invisible to the human eye. You give in to the kiss without a second thought, allowing him to dominate the kiss, his tongue sliding deliciously against your own, the comfort of his pillowy soft lips nearly taking your breath away. It's everything you could have ever imagined and you can't imagine for a single moment from here that you could ever be without it again.
He pulls away eventually and you look up at him with shining eyes, tears of happiness welled up in your eyes at the years of torment finally absolved. He looks at you like he never has before, it's full of love, full of adoration.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he admits with a chuckle that makes you snort at his stupid words.
"I'd wager that I have some idea."
#emeritusemeritus#emeritusemerituswrites#harry potter#fred weasley#fred weasley x reader#fred weasley x you#fred weasley imagine#fred weasley masterlist#requests completed#fred weasley request#requests#hp fic#weasley twins x reader#weasley twins#weasley twins masterlist#fanfic#Harry Potter fanfic#hp fanfic#hp imagine#Fred Weasley drabble#fred weasley fluff
84 notes
·
View notes
Text
Veilguard is such a weird game.
It's not a Dragon age game, it's bately a role playing game. It's an ok action. Even though it is the most stable AAA release it is still just a bunch of barely tied together stuff in a trench coat.
The writing (insultingly dumbed down and absolutely incapable of taking itself seriously untill the last 1/6 of the game) is all over the place, the direction is nonexistent judging by the tonal shift from one quest to another. We can have very heart felt monologue about the fear of death sit right next to a conversation where a lot of things are told using one specific phrase (I really hope in a clumsy attempt at emphasis) repeated till these words lose any meaning to you.
There's also a problem of role-playing in this "rpg" and the Rook. None of your dialogue choices matter in terms of defining your character, no matter the option you choose, the general conversation will carry the upbeat silly tone. "Your backstory and class matter more than your race" works untill it doesn't, like when you are a dwarf but you are denied your own journey and realizations tied to the titans, and maybe it is not your journey to take yet you can't even try to be a part of it, even when Harding is actively reaching out to other dwarves to share this connection. It's also weirdly more interested in writing romance between npcs than for the main character (Lucanis comes to mind, it feels like the game is actively punishing you for pursuing him, you have to lose the whole shadow dragon faction, you won't get to hang out with Dorian and still you have bare minimum and he more interested in Neve anyway), that's extremely funny that this game is player-sexual yet completely player-aromantic. (And I miss the dai option where you can come up and kiss your LI whenever you feel like it).
I won't even touch on the weird and unnecessary sanitation of everything, like we can't allow people or factions to have negative traits whatsoever. And it's not "southern propaganda", it's "we are not engaging with complex topics for the sake of clear dichotomy between good us and evil overlords". Speaking of which
The whole plot.. The general idea of it is ok. You come to stop Solas, you make the situation go sideways, you have to work together to fix your mistakes and maybe learn to sympathize with the antagonist haunted by his own transgressions with the main theme being legacy and your relationship with your culture and the baggage it brings. But the journey is a complete disaster. Part of it works solely because the characters absolutely Refuse to make a plan and the other - because the main character has a blunt head trauma. Maybe it's related. Maybe it's all a mass hallucination. I may try to elaborate on how it's absolutely ridiculous how little the inquisition and the politics have any impact in this game yet somehow 8 people squatting in the Fade with no political affiliations are held responsible for providing for every faction they come across. I won't even try to make sense of it. It's the usual case of "the main character does everything".
The direction is not only absent in the writing. Some lines that are ok in text delivered in such a way you may think they were allowed only to use the very first take.
The music is absolutely forgettable. Also the odd riff during the dramatic reveal absolutely took me out because I thought I heard kazoo (but I bet Varric would love it).
The visuals are.. Ok. It's pretty on the first glance but the more you travel the more you realize that the general design of the locations are kinda lacking. They have this weird gradient that makes everything a little bit more unfocused and a bit washed out. There are also too many cases of the horisont just drowning in the fog. Air perspective is great and it suits locations like Necropolis, but I would argue that these establishing shots should be used for environmental storytelling in other places, with some focal points in the background, like during the final mission where you see the world absolutely drowning in the blight, devouring local statue of liberty. Or the dead Titan. Or the first shot of the Veil jumper forest (I forgot how it's called) where you see the ruins going into he sky. But because of the fog (or sometimes darkness) it feels like the game is more interested in cheating the optimisation than to hint on the bigger picture (like the chantry and the gallows buildings that you can see almost from all locations in DA2 or the andrastian/dread wolf imagery of inquisition)
So, in conclusion. Not the worst game I played, yet disappointing, even if we pretend it's not an installment of a beloved franchise that people were waiting for 10 years.
Ps. Also making such a game with nerfing all the lore only to nuke all the legacy locations is a choice I won't ever understand. It's like it is not for the fans and it's not for the new people but a secret third thing.
68 notes
·
View notes
Text
i usually don’t like to really ever publicly talk about this stuff just cause it leads to too much negativity in the fan base but this post is so ‼️
i started F1 as a lando fan. i was like in love with him. ofc i supported max, charles, oscar, alex everyone but he was just 💘. and i never thought that this is a post that i would ever be typing out 😭.
in the press conference post miami gp race, i remember the reporter asked max if he thinks lando would still have won without the safety car. max knew what they were trying to do and he also knew that lando was going to be very harsh on himself about the race so he instantly shut down any attempts at discrediting lando’s win. he fully backed lando up and was very very happy for lando’s win.
fast forward to zandvoort, when lando won max’s home race, nothing against that at all. that’s just how it happens. no driver is entitled to a race win simply because it’s their home race, however, i do think it was unnecessary for him to throw in the “simply lovely”. did F1 twt go insane about this to an unacceptable extent? yes. but i just want to point out and bring to light the fact that if the roles had been reversed, and max had pulled something like this, you best believe that not just twitter fan pages but fucking sky sports would’ve made it into a huge deal where max was being “disrespectful” and “acting like a child”.
then, brazil gp. there is not a single formula 1 fan who can deny that max’s drive that day was fucking phenomenal. going from P17 to P1 in probably the 2nd or 3rd fastest car with limited visibility and dangerous track conditions is nothing sort of a fucking master class in driving. i understand that lando’s words were taken out of context but it still doesn’t change the fact that some of what he said was completely unavoidable.
lando has always been an advocate for mental health and i have a shit ton of respect for him for that. in this sport, talking about mental health becomes extremely necessary considering the high pressure scenarios, constant public scrutiny, uncertainty of job security too amongst a lot of other things.
like the original post said, why should we feel sympathy for the hate lando’s been getting when the one that max has been getting not just this season but probably ever since he won his first championship is simply ignored as a part and parcel of being in such a sport??
max was booed at multiple races last year, i didn’t see anyone coming out to talk about how it might have been affecting max’s mental health negatively?? do yall really think that just because he acts like it doesn’t affect him, he’s immune to it? where was this talk about mental health when max was being villainised left and right by sky sports? a media company that needs to remain unbiased considering they’re one of the primary broadcasters for F1 related news. where was this talk about mental health when anything and everything that max said or did was taken out of context and his name was dragged through the mud??
i do not condone hating on any driver because of petty ass shit. but it gets tiring to see such double standards.
i am in no way discrediting the hate that lando has been getting off late and i think that’s it’s despicable that people stoop to such petty acts in order to feel better about themselves. the lando hate train has gotten really out of hand and i genuinely think mclaren should take legal action against a lot of these accounts.
but that still does not take away from the fact that max has been hated equally as much and i did not see anyone come forwards and talk about how it might have impacted him negatively.
You know what? I might sound like a c*nt when I say this, but why are we suddenly supposed to feel sorry for Norris?
Are we forgetting the way Norris basically threatened his friendship with Max over something most drivers saw as a racing incident? The way he so happily disrespected Max at his homerace, the way he's been shitting on Max's driving, the way he's tried to undermine Max's performance several times as if it were just luck, when Max has done the complete opposite for him?
The way his friends have been shitting on Max on social media? The way official social media accounts related to him have been taking digs at Max? The way his father liked that disgusting meme of Norris punting Max off at Copse corner? The way his team has been shitting on Max 24/7?
Max has been antagonised by Norris, his team, his family, his friends and his fans all year long, but now we are supposed to sympathise with him??
No. I don't care. And I don't care how that makes me sound.
This time should be about Max's stellar drive in Brazil and the way he's carried this Championship. Not about Norris reaping what he's sowed.
306 notes
·
View notes
Text
so, someone called cersei a white feminist on one of my posts (not putting them on blast, don't seek them out), and i feel compelled to point out that contemporary comparisons like this don't always work well.
westeros is a pseudo medieval world with no history of a feminist movement and where all women are systemically barred from possessing political authority in their own right. power is derived from their male relations, specifically fathers and husbands. see, the way catelyn has to rally the men in her father's name when she tries to arrest tyrion in agot. in such a world, when characters like cersei and rhaenyra desire to gain the same social and legal benefits afforded to men, to denigrate their efforts right out of hand (which is often what labels such as 'girlboss' and 'white feminist' are accomplishing), is on some level, refusing to engage the premise.
i don't feel it's insightful to call these characters white feminists because their political reality is very different from ours. this doesn't even work as a criticism of the way they're written by the author, because the text certainly isn't neglecting racial and class issues in order to simply tell a story centred around the personal empowerment of two highly privileged women. they are both royalty who still enjoy power derived from an unjust feudal hierarchy, power which they have exercised to maintain their positions in said hierarchy. but at the same time, the desire for meaningful participation in the politics of the realm is not being condemned. nowhere is the implication that they shouldn't have tried to resist their socially ordained marginalisation at all. and we know the feudal patriarchy of westeros won't allow a woman to possess political power in her own right without the constant threat of hegemonic violence. this is the tragedy of both characters. westeros doesn't respect their authority and in order to command that respect they must go to war, but their support of patriarchal institutions and methods of violence eventually makes them tyrants. and the miserable end that rhaenyra meets (one that cersei will likely share) is critiquing both the hegemonic violence required to ascend and keep hold of the iron throne and the misogyny inherent in the system.
asoiaf is historical fantasy, the thing about stories set in the past is that you're being invited to consider a world with different models than ours. not everything is going to have a 1:1 contemporary equivalent, especially not in a fantasy series. and when readers try to force comparisons anyway, they ignore the actual social systems that influence and explain the motivations of these characters, and also often end up creating dishonest, far less sympathetic versions of them (see, alicent being seriously labelled a tradwife). and finally, these characters are narrative tools in service to the story. cersei and rhaenyra are not a moral lesson in the "right" or "wrong" way to resist gendered oppression, but simply one aspect of asoiaf's exploration of women navigating power in westeros. catelyn and alicent are another.
#this was just meant to be a cersei post but then i remembered this is how people talk about all women vying for power in asoiaf#just. that comment felt like it was invalidating cersei's entire story out of hand and um. that's not how you're supposed to read it?#she's a sympathetic character you're being asked to sympathise with her while recognising the very real ways in which she is hurting people#when will i make a post without an embarrassing typo. why did it say ASSENT instead of ASCEND.#valyrianscrolls#*[🫀]#asoiaf
68 notes
·
View notes
Note
I love and think about Emperor Jing Yuan a lot. Like a servant girl getting called in to be the emperor Jing Yuan's Concubine 😋
I love ancient China like the history, art and clothing. when I think about Chinese Emperor Jing Yuan I think of Cinderella Chef (animated version) it's so cute and romantic. I also think about the fic series I used to read in 2020 or 2019 when the reader is the selected tailor for the emperor and the emperor falls in love.
It was such a good story, with many good different story elements to it even though it's was an yandere x reader 😭 and I'm not even exaggerating how good it is. It was slow burn yandere yet sooo good and worth it
I have to read it again cause it's sooo good.
There's sooo many good art of Jing Yuan in ancient Chinese clothing and I love and appreciate it sm 🤤
Jing Yuan kept a servant girl as his concubine, wanting her by his side every moment. As emperor, he faced countless threats and worried constantly for her safety. Yet, he couldn’t resist making her his bride, even though the public and his family disapproved. How could a servant girl from a humble background become empress alongside the emperor? But he paid no attention to their criticisms, choosing instead to live in his Fantasies with her. She was the only woman he’d ever met who cared for him beyond his wealth and title, and he was determined to keep her close forever. 😇
Wow, I also like Chinese palace stories actually!! What you said made me imagine a lot. It turns out that Jing Yuan is so suitable for the palace AU🥰✊
Have you watched "Story of Yanxi Palace"? It was a popular palace drama in 2018, and social media was all about it at that time. The historical prototype of the female protagonist is Empress Xiaoyichun (孝儀純皇后). She first started as a concubine. During her lifetime, she was the "Imperial Noble Consort" (皇貴妃), which was the highest position among the concubines after Empress. The core of its story is about a confident servant woman who starts from the bottom and moves up through the ranks with wisdom and courage.
A negative example is "Ruyi's royal love in the palace". The show still gets a lot of negative criticism in China today (yes, that's happening in 2024) - for its slut-shaming and superiority theories. The lower class people must be loyal to the noble people, otherwise they will be severely punished. There are a lot of torture scenes of women, never criticizing the mistakes of the misogynistic system, vilifying all historical figures just to beautify the female protagonists, advocating that women must be loyal to one man throughout their lives or else they are sluts, vilifying and torturing ambitious women, etc.
Oh, I'm sorry I really hate that TV show so I'm talking too much about it, but to get back to the point, it occurred to me that if Jing Yuan were the emperor, he would be very - very infatuated and dedicated. There was an emperor in Chinese history called "Emperor Xiaozong of Ming"(明孝宗) who insisted on living a monogamous life with only one empress. The same is true for Jing Yuan! Jing Yuan has only married you from beginning to end! You are one of his servants. No matter what your personality is, witty and lively/shy and kind, or even arrogant, Jing Yuan finds you really cute🥰💖He is very happy that you entered the palace and were assigned to serve him. He will sometimes sleep on your lap and ask you to feed him. He was like a big sleeping lion. But no one in politics dares to underestimate Jing Yuan because he always predicts everything.
Jing Yuan built a fruit garden in the palace, as well as a place to raise cats and birds. He got to pet cute cats and birds every day. The kittens purred around him. Maybe you were the servant who took care of the cats here. And he discovered you💖You are so suitable to be the mother of cats. And maybe he's hiding his identity and you care about his health and happiness before his status.
Politics and the harem are closely related. Those ministers petitioned Jing Yuan to marry a girl who matched his status, but he would not marry any girl except you. This is his own business! There was an emperor named "Emperor Gaozong of Tang"(唐高宗) in Chinese history. Despite the objections of his ministers, he insisted on marrying his father's concubine (named "Wuzhao"- 武曌) as his queen and sharing power with her. This is a very real love among emperors! After her husband's death, the queen became the only female emperor of China. The expression of the emperor's love for someone is to give them the best at all costs, including power, fame, wealth, and status. Jing Yuan wants to give it to you. He married you. Based on your status as a maid, you start as a concubine but work your way up. And he will also give birth to kitty babies with you. Those little princesses and princes running happily are all of your blood and his.
And he also decided to discuss politics and decide national affairs with you, collectively called "two saints" (based on Wuzhao's history haha), and share power with you. Because he knows how smart and cute you are, able to sharpen your claws and handle government affairs💖He is also ready to build a royal mausoleum, where only the two of you are buried together (it may be a bit scary, but this is how the Chinese emperors express their love haha). Even after Wuzhao became the empress, she didn’t build a mausoleum independently because she loved her husband. No matter what, you are always together, with sweetness and honor forever💖
39 notes
·
View notes
Text
11/09-10/2024 Daily OFMD Recap
TLDR; David Jenkins; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Ruibo Qian; Vico Ortiz; Nat Torress; Lindsey Cantrell; Minnie Driver; And Now for Something Completely Different; Articles; Love Notes;
Sorry lovelies, I'm so very behind right now. I have so much I am trying to catch up on at home and work, and with all the moving parts going around, it's taking a lot to catch up. For 11/12 Ive got a lot more news since people have moved from twitter to bluesky and there's a lot going on. Will try to get that done tonight too if I can. Take care <3
== David Jenkins ==
Chaos Dad started his Bluesky career off strong!
Source: David Jenkins bsky
== Rhys Darby ==
Rhys was out in St Louis exploring some Mystery tunnels!
Source: Rhys Facebook
The St Louis show ended wonderfully-- everyone seems to have had such a fantastic time! So jealous of all yall who got to go!
Source: Rhys's Instagram
== Taika Waititi ==
Guess what!? A new holiday short is coming out Nov 12 on youtube - Directed by none other than Taika!
Source: ShelleyLowryTalent Instagram
youtube
Source: YulYY4
Something to mention however... as one of our crewmates, bbviago on twitter pointed out. 👀
Source: bbviago on twitter
Taika was also out with Rita at the MTV EMA!
instagram
Source: ritaoracanada
Oh and just a little adorable video of Taika from Rita's Tiktok.
instagram
Source: Taika Ora Instagram
== Samba Schutte ==
Samba had his Death by Cheese class on Saturday the 9th!
Here are some Class Notes if you're interested!
And some BTS he mentioned in the class.
Source: Samba's Instagram
== Ruibo Qian ==
Our Pirate Queen <3
Source: Ruibo Qian's Instagram
== Vico Ortiz ==
Free show Nov 12 at 9:30 PM PST! (Sorry I'm late cause I'm posting this on the 12th!) More Info!
Source: Boys Night Out Show Instagram
== Nat Torres ==
Our beloved writer blessing us with some puppy content <3
Source: Nat's Instagram
== Linds Cantrell ==
Are you in CA? One of Lindsey's newer works, Watching Walter will be playing at @hollyshorts Monthly Screenings at the iconic TCL Chinese Theatres on Thursday, November 14 at 7:00pm. Tickets available on HollyShorts page!
Source: Watching Walter Film
== Minnie Driver ==
Another one of our dear crewmates joined the White Rabbit, Red Rabbit show -- Minnie!
Source: Lambert Jackson Productions
= And Now For Something Completely Different =
Just a random "somewhat" related real life incident to OFMD that seemed cool. They found a message in a bottle in the wals of a lighthouse in Scotland! Thanks teeheeseason3 on twitter for sharing it!
Source: TeeHeeSeason3 Twitter
== Articles ==
Source: Irene Adler's Instagram
== Love Notes ==
Short love notes for this one lovelies, it's been a heck of a weekend/start to the week. Keep your head up, I'm thinking of you and sending you so many good vibes.
Source: The Latest Kate's Twitter
#Youtube#Instagram#daily ofmd recap#ofmd daily recap#taika waititi#rhys darby#vico ortiz#samba schutte#ofmd bts#david jenkins#chaos dad#lindsey cantrell#minnie driver#white rabbit red rabbit#rita ora#ruibo qian#nat torres#our flag means death#ofmd
33 notes
·
View notes
Text
Welp now I share this night thought I had on twitter: Ford may had spent his high school graduation alone.
Buckle in, this is a Ford-centric analysis in a way!
Ford could’ve known some people, from the social clubs and classes he had. But they could’ve been acquaintances at best for the introverted nerd. Not only Stan is his twin brother, Stan was practically his rock throughout their childhood, his only best friend! He was always by Ford’s side, they were inseparable.
Then, Stan gets kicked out by their own father. At the day of their graduation, their parents could’ve been definitely there so technically Ford wasn’t alone. Maybe a celebration might’ve happened.
In graduations, there are assigned seating, usually arranged by name. Stan could’ve been next to Ford if he actually graduated. Instead, Ford was surrounded by unfamiliar faces he isn’t close to at all. He might’ve been known as one of the weirdos in his class. Imagine him giving his valedictorian speech with so few people, h specifically his parents, that he only recognizes in his audience. For how much he thinks of himself as a freak, there are people in there who made him feel such a way.
Ford must’ve felt so empty. Like sure, Ford was very much deeply hurt and angry at Stan for what he thinks Stan did to sabotage his chance to go one of the considered best colleges for tech. Maybe he did feel some resemblance of freedom, thinking Stan must’ve been holding him back from his future.
But really, Stan was the one he was the closest to, the biggest part of his whole life. Stan was gone.
Maybe that was all what caused Ford to be such a workaholic. To cope with the void he left, Ford invested his time in his own research and studies. Something that he always invested in for his own genius. All to get used to being alone and move on from Stan, his brother. All before and after he met Fiddleford as his first friend.
The woes of being the favored golden genius in the family, huh…
Still, he couldn’t help to feel loneliness to eat him up. Enough for a certain triangle to take advantage yet relate to him.
#character analysis#angst ideas#gravity falls#stanford pines#stanley pines#bill cipher#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#very briefly#this thought has been eating me up since I was working#I almost cried writing this out not once but twice#this is worse in my pwaltl au#someday I could draw this out if I am not going crazy with a wip LMAO#I am very normal about ford#HGSHHSW
24 notes
·
View notes
Text
Season to Taste - 26/? WIP
Explicit Hangster - Celebrity Chef Bradley and Naval Aviator Jake Seresin who have a relationship spanning the globe before they realize how tightly bound they are to one another. Heading into this little world.
PROLOGUE/ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FORTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN SEVENTEEN EIGHTEEN NINETEEN TWENTY TWENTYONE TWENTYTWO TWENTYTHREE TWENTYFOUR TWENTYFIVE
CHAPTER TWENTYSIX
“You cannot eat your weight in ice-cream. It’ll kill you.”
“Stronzata. Worse I’ll be is sick. I just thought that he’d maybe come here…”
Vi lets out a sigh and drops onto the sofa beside him, forces him to shuffle over so she can snuggle into his side and she reaches for the spoon and takes a mouthful of ice-cream. He doesn’t both protesting, he’s already gone through one tub and he’s already starting to feel sick, but it’s giving himself something else to focus on. He isn’t heart broken so much as he is disappointed.
“You did say he wasn’t the one.”
“Well… no. But I still sort of hoped he’d maybe move here.”
“America might be home to you, but it’s…”
“Yeah. Okay. Why would he want to uproot his entire life and leave his family behind.”
“Not to mention not having a job here. And his English sucks.”
“Ugh. I know. I know okay? I was just…”
“A naïve optimist?”
“Apparently.”
“Hmm. Well. You have the heart or a romantic at least, even if it’s the only Italian thing about you.”
“Fuck off…” Bradley laughs, shoving into her and she grins back and he guesses she’s done what she set out to achieve, and that was to cheer him up.
… … …
“Fucks sake Leonardo, what did those onions do to you?”
“Nothing, I’m just…”
“Missing your boo?”
“Fuck off Vi.”
“That’s not a no.”
“I’m… wound a little tight. Yeah. I’m missing him.”
“Missing something, that’s for sure,” one of the sous chef mutters and Bradley shoots her a glare and Vi snorts but continues in Italian.
“Yeah, no shit. Not just him but the sheer amount of sex you got used to while you were shacked up. Everyone’s been getting it in the neck and have sent me to be the sacrificial lamb.”
“What?”
“You know phone sex exists right?”
“I can’t ask him to have phone sex with me!”
“Why not? It’s not like you two haven’t had plenty of in person sex.”
“He hasn’t raised it. I don’t want to…”
“Oh my god, how are both as idiotic as each other? Have you considered that he’s going to be just as horny as you?”
“Yeah, but it’s not like he can easily sneak off and jerk off whenever the mood strikes him!”
“Like you can? Send him a series of messages or pictures so when he does have a moment, he can and then maybe he’ll return the favor. Or you know. Be an adult and fucking talk about it. Cazzo!”
Bradley looks down at the pulverized mess of onions. There is finely diced and then there’s the slurry he’s created in front of him and he pulls a face and sets it aside. He can use it in a soup. Vi does have a point though and he guesses he’s going to need to see what steps he can put in place and maybe see Jake sooner than he thought.
… … …
Having Admiral Kerner know his name is unnerving, although it does wonders for his reputation, it’s not like he’s related to Jake at all. Plus those he considers sort-of friends are happy to share the baked goods Leo has taken to sending about every four to six weeks. It’s after the second package that Jake takes the time to look up the 1986 Top Gun class with Nick Bradshaw, curious to know who else might be lurking in Leo’s past.
Holy shit.
The knowledge that Leo knows one admiral is surprising, but the idea he might know more is mind boggling. There are some absolute legends in this class and he wonders exactly how many have kept tabs on Leo. Clearly Admiral Kerner considers him some sort of family, but there are others, like Maverick Mitchell and Iceman Kazansky and Warlock Bates. Slider Kerner is right there and damn Jake wishes he could ask him how he got his callsign. Obviously Leo would much rather have his dad around, but he has people willing to step into the space left. He knows all about Leandro and Silvia, and Vi and all of Leo’s extended Italian family. He knows there is a godfather he doesn’t talk to, and an Uncle Tom he does, although Leo’s only mentioned him once in passing, face twisted with something Jake couldn’t place.
Three admirals from one Top Gun class though, that seems disproportionally high, but he also guesses with the ages of everyone and their skill sets it’s maybe not uncommon. He thinks about Leo’s godfather, the person who pulled Leo’s USNA papers and sent him to fleeing to another continent. He frowns and wonders how you pull someone’s papers, do you just have to be their legal guardian? Or was it a favor called into someone higher up in the chain of command. Leo hadn’t said his godfather was in the service, but Jake is starting to suspect he might have been, even if he maybe isn’t now and he studies the photo closely, wonders if any of the men in the photo are Leo’s godfather.
… … …
It’s been a few months now and work is insane and he knows he’s wound up, but he also hasn’t had the time, energy or, frankly, courage, to raise the idea of maybe sexting or sending slightly more risqué pictures. He knows his temper is shorter than usual, and he’s trying his utmost to keep it in check, although when he’s being filmed and they want the drama he lets it fly, glad to have the excuse. He ignores Vi’s eyerolls and is apologetic when he snaps. He counting down in days now to when he will next see Jake, a trip to Japan where Jake will be having some shore leave and he’s doing his best to keep it a surprise but he cannot contain his excitement. Vi has worked her magic and he’s got four days of filming a guest spot on one of their cooking competition shows, after which he’ll be able to see Jake for two days.
Two days is nothing, not really. But it is still better than nothing and it’s definitely better than waiting another three months before Jake’s deployment ends. Because Bradley knows Jake has other people in his life, that as much as he might like to monopolize all of his time when he’s not working, it’s not a realistic expectation to have. So he will work his ass off now so when Jake is on leave he too can be too. Sort of. He’s not sure if he’ll ever not be thinking about cooking.
The sauce initiative has taken off, and he’s insisted on any profits that Maria was going to send his way are instead directed to the research around early onset dementia, which had made Maria call him a bastard, but he’s sure it’s because he’d maybe made her cry. He doesn’t need the money though, and while his signature is on the bottles it’s definitely a joint operation, although they use a local commercial kitchen and small-scale bottling plant, there are definitely limited editions because Maria refuses to use any tomatoes not grown on their farm. Bradley’s more than okay with that, as long as Jake continues getting his own supply.
After his conversation with Maria a few weeks ago he’d found himself in a group chat with all of Jake’s sisters, which has been a great source of childhood photos and stories, but also sharing news or anecdotes about their day-to-day lives and Bradley wonders what the hell he did to have yet another family just open themselves up and include him so effortlessly in their lives. He’s well aware that they’re doing it because of his relationship with Jake, but when a package arrives of pictures that Jake’s nieces and nephews have drawn for him, a painting done by Olivia of Jake working picking tomatoes, handmade wooden utensils that Maria admits to making in her spare time… None of them had to do any of that and it makes him both grateful and also miss Jake’s family almost as much as he misses Jake. Another reason why he’s happy to go and spend time with Jake at his home.
23 notes
·
View notes
Text
This discussion is dearly missing some Uncle Karl, and I say it as someone who isn't even knee deep in theory.
The first thing is alienation. Notice how the discussion above isn't filled with say, car repairmen wishing they could repair hay carts instead, or sailors wishing they lived in the era of rotten rations and scurvy. (Although I fully admit *I* wish to go back to pre-SMD electronics :P)
If you are stuck doing the job of a servant, without even the sliver of prestige and relative prosperity serving the kind of household who could afford servants provided, of course you're not going to be seeing much bad in an era where you'd likely be a subsistence farmer, because work of that nature is inherently more satisfying to a human mind. Notice how people garden in their spare time, but nobody goes to serve rude people as a way of entertainment (except for BDSM enthusiasts)
This brings in a related point that progress as some single sloped line cutting through history is utter bullshit, and for instance, the Industrial Revolution has made most everyone's lives worse for a long while before it made anyone better off. Living in, say, a victorian poorhouse, you could absolutely honestly say that your ancestors say, three hundred years ago were better off than you.
To this also adds a missing element up above and that is freedom as known necessity. Now, I might be misinterpreting this one, so any marxists are free to correct me, but I've always understood it as this: if you run out of your house because it's on fire, that's a free decision, inasmuch as dictated by circumstance - granted, you're not going to be happy at the fire but you don't feel oppressed. Now, if someone aims a gun at you and tells you to get out, I don't think anyone would consider you "free" in this example - you're subject to the will of another. Now, however, if the person aiming their gun at you knew that there's a fire starting *and* that the propane bottles in the basement will blow if we don't get out *now* and so aimed the gun at you... it was as much of a necessity as in case #1 but what changes things is that you didn't know about it. Hence. Known necessity. How does this apply to our topic? The easiest way is that direct comparison between lifestyles with the whole "You live better than kings" is a fiasco for this reason alone. Yeah, a king didn't have a TV set or a flush toilet, but the absence of one wasn't something that entered his mind. (just like I don't spend my days bemoaning the lack of a gizmotator)
Furthermore, this plays an even bigger role for the lower classes. While the situation sucks either way, I'd say it's somewhat more bearable to be hungry because the harvest was shit, than to be hungry because some asshole in corporate decided not to up your wages despite two digit inflation. Now, as per example #3 - it's hypothetically possible that the asshole in corporate is an asshole because he couldn't balance the books otherwise, but you don't know that, and so still feel squeezed. And of course, in things like service industry, most of your misery does indeed come from shitty other people ,either directly or from ways they've actively chosen to make your life more shit (say, cashiers unable to sit in the US)
So yeah, these aspects are quite important, and then there's further issues to go with the previously mentioned positional goods.
Now, not everyone can, indeed, be a general, but the biggest question here isn't so much how many winners does a society have, as much as how many losers. Because there's societies that allow you to be relatively insolvent with dignity intact, and ones who don't, and the second kind will foment discontent and upset. People being rude to service industry workers is a symptom of this - their positional good is that there's someone underneath them yet that they can vent their bile on. But, this goes for general prestige, status etc.
On a complete different end is how some positional goods have gotten grossly devalued, and/or the "market" of them became deformed.
The easiest example here is say, music skill. Easily reproduced music and the breadth of contact networks has, in a lot of ways, killed the positional good of being an "okay" musician. On one side, those with great talent can make it really big, bigger than in a lot of time, on the other, the guy playing a piano at a cafe, or playing a harmonica at the pub has gotten a very shit end of the whole deal, never mind the many many bands whose main claim to fame was that they were local. The same goes for things like writing and relative easy of translation - it's a lot harder to succeed as a "good" (but not great) writer if the works with which you compete are not just from your country, but the whole world (although the niches of the internet have perhaps mitigated this one a little). And so on and so forth, down to how being the most eligible bachelor/bachelorette in your immediate neighbourhood isn't much of an asset in the era of Tinder.
In sum total, while simplistic calls for returning to the past, either from the "left" or the right are stupid, any claim that we're living better than ever is a fig leaf over the fact we aren't even living better than twenty years ago, for most "we"'s probably reading this message, and uncomfortable truths can be discovered by looking into the past.
I think @Earlgraytay has me blocked, though I don't specifically remember having any arguments with them, but I wanted to respond to a post of theirs which asserts that I live better than *anybody* who lived in a pre-industrial society, and I will phrase my skepticism like so:
"If Plato or Alexander the Great or Gengis Khan or William the Conqueror or Leonardo Da Vinci had the opportunity to work at a minimum wage job that they didn't really enjoy until they were too tired to do anything except go back to their apartment to drink and jerk off until they fell into a shallow, stressful sleep before waking up to do it again tomorrow they would definitely do it because that's obviously way better than how they actually lived."
I'm going to go ahead and say that I don't think this is actually obvious.
I'll even say that the more names I add to that list the more facially absurd it sounds.
I don't want to go back to the past and the people who idolize the past are often deeply confused individuals.
But the result of this is a counter-movement which, rather than attempting to figure out what *aspect* of a past society might have appeal, instead simply argues that it doesn't matter because whatever it is could not possibly be more important than Spotify.
And the problem becomes massively bigger if you actually allow people to compare themselves to "Kings" rather than the working class clods of a previous time.
Yes, I live a lot better than a medieval serf. I am really, *really* not convinced that I am living a wholly better life than Gengis Khan or Alexander the Great (Let alone Socrates, Confucious or Leonardo Da Vinci) just because I have a flush toilet.
78 notes
·
View notes
Text
New MHA oc! (More info below the cut :) )
Basic info:
Full name: Kyomu Mori (Mori is his surname) Nickname: Kyo Gender: Male (He/him) Sexuality: Gay Height: 6'2" Weight: 185lbs Age: 16 Birthday: April 6th Zodiac: Aries MBTI: ESTP-A Langauges: Japanese, English, Filipino Ethnicity: Japanese, Filipino Dominant hand: Right Scars: Scar on the upper center of his forehead Reason for scars: Unknown Piercings: 1 right eyebrow piercing, 1 lobe piercing on each ear Eye colour: Yellow Skin colour: Medium brown Hair colour: Light blue, white Hair style: High ponytail Hair length: Upper back Body type: Tall, muscular Special features: Anthro-like legs, long tail, oddly shaped ears, slightly sharp fingers, sharp canine teeth
MHA related:
Occupation: UA Student Hero name: Tamper Quirk: Memory Mutation. The ability to move, alter, and add to memories of both others and himself with just a touch More detailed quirk description: When the user touches another person with either their hands, feet, or tail, they are able to access the recent memories (recent being a few days) of the person and alter them. With further concentration and effort, they can access older memories (older being a week or more), but this is draining and difficult to successfully do. Although memory tampering can be performed with the hands, tail, and feet, the effect doesn't work as well with the feet. Altering memories: This action is the easiest to do. With this action, the user is able to change a specific part of a pre-existing memory. Example: They could cause you to remember leaving your keys on your desk, when you actually took them with you. Moving memories: This action makes the user practically able to delete a memory by moving it from someone's mind to his own, or from his mind to someone else's. Adding memories: This action takes the longest to perform. With this, the user can give someone a completely new memory, even if it's something that never happened. To do this, the user requires a lot of concentration, as they have to clearly invision all that happens in the memory. If their mind is not clear enough while invisioning the new memory, it may seem distorted.
Personal questions:
Is he more optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic Is he more introverted or extroverted? Extroverted What bad habits does he have? "I have no bad habits." He can't sit normally in chairs. He chews with his mouth open (he blames the fangs). He jaywalks. Doesn't like listening to authority How does he display affection? He loves physical touch, and will sometimes purposefully touch people he likes with his tail How does he want to be seen by others? He wants to be seen as the cool older brother figure to Class 1A How does he see himself? He sees himself as a valuable member of his class How do others see him? His closest friends see him as a brother, while others see him as a rebellious teenager who's always getting into trouble How does he react to praise? With open arms How does he react to criticism? In the moment, he acts like he doesn't care and like he doesn't listen, but later, he finds himself thinking over it deeper and trying to subtly improve What is his greatest fear? "Nothing." Being forgotten What are his phobias? Enclosed spaces, mice/rats Favourite animal? Dogs. Specifically German Shepherds because of how fierce and protective they can be (And that he thinks guard dogs are fucking awesome) Favourite colour? Yellow More often than not, what is his password? "Nice try. I ain't telling that." It's usually 1234567896 "Hey! >:(" What would he dress up as for Halloween? One of those big enflatable costumes like a dinosaur or a rubber duck What would he ask a fortune teller? "Hmmm, I don't trust it. If you are so smart, how many fingers are behind my back right now?" What sport is he good at? Basketball What sport is he bad at? Golf. He has something personal against golf and anyone who plays it
Kyomu is, design-wise, basically just a compilation of physical traits that I am either bad at, or want to improve on. I'm not good at drawing men. I'm not good at drawing hands, and his quirk involves using his hands. I want to get better at drawing different perspectives of asymmetrical objects, so I gave him an asymmetrical tail. I'd like to improve at drawing anthro legs. I want some experience with drawing fangs. I'm not good at drawing updo hairstyles
Feel free to ask more questions about him in my inbox. I'm always looking to add to characters :)
#art#artists on tumblr#sketch#traditional art#drawing#art on tumblr#mha#bnha#My hero academia#Boku no hero academia#Mha oc#Bnha oc#Mha oc art#Bnha oc art#Oc#Original character#oc intro#My oc#Kyomu#Original character art#Chipsdraws#oc art#oc info#New oc#new oc alert#new oc just dropped#Oc artwork#oc drawing#mha original character#bnha original character
22 notes
·
View notes
Text
"That's a Major": My Marcille Degree Rant
OK we're starting with this. Funny right? Yeah.
BUT IT GOT ME THINKING
You know what no one brings up in that story? NO ONE?!
This is just a major. This is a MAJOR! YOU CAN DO IT AT HER ALMA MATER.
It is not HER FAULT that this was available. She went in, saw something interesting and went "COOL" because IT'S A MAJOR. Because apparently this CODIFIED FORM OF STUDY is also just something the elves hate. NOW, it honestly seems to surprise all the characters that this was a MAJOR she could choose but let's be honest here. This is just a reverse of the meme where experts greatly overestimate how much the average person knows about their craft. Of course they don't know. The only one that WOULD know in the story is the impetus for the whole FUCKING PLOT.
She who probably would respond by "yeah I know. That's on the curriculum. I took an intro class" BUT NO. We don't get that because she's too busy being dead or other weird shit partially thanks to that same set of courses. Like, you will notice everyone is super surprised when they bring her back but NOT HER. SHE KNEW. Everyone else is like "look at this unholy abomination" when it's just like a history degree. Seriously though, Falin seems a little surprised and disoriented at first but otherwise seems utterly unfazed at waking up in a blood circle surrounded by a dead dragon's innards.
THAT SAID, I am exaggerating for comedy. Here is what we actually know. In the very next scene in the hot tub, she does note that there was something about the circle that felt wrong to her. So maybe she didn't know her shit about this. Or, maybe she only knew about it academically as related to what Marcille studied and never seen or experienced it in any way. That or somehow Marcille managed to keep a secret from the woman she very obviously adores with her literal everything which I... doubt. Then again, she is Laios' sister so who knows if she carries the same level of general obliviousness (I am also autistic like Laios is so I can just state that outright. We can be fucking OBLIVIOUS at times).
It also goes to show, the elves are idiots. They are so certain that this is so unknown that they have to hunt individuals while there is some professor(s) somewhere just... teaching it. Or at least something related! For, like, a day job! And they never even think to ask "where are all these people learning this" NO. THEY DON'T. THIS IS GONNA KEEP HAPPENING. BECAUSE IT'S JUST AVAILABLE. AND THEY, in their hubris, can't imagine ANYONE EVER having this information BUT THEM. It could just be freely available and everyone knows not to talk about it because the elves got a SPIKE in their collective ass!
Ok, you ask, "but what if it was a secret?" and you know what? Fair. To that I have to say https://tenor.com/view/marcille-best-girl-failure-tantrum-breakdancing-dungeon-meshi-delicious-in-dungeon-gif-7429268588073434370
(The above is a picture and link to a gif of Marcille on her head, kicking her legs wildly because this girl doesn't react normally ever to anything) This. This is Marcille when something happens. She's not subtle. She has never been subtle. She commonly screams her reactions. I call bullshit on secret.
More importantly though, that's not really how education tends to work. People study something and, outside of MAYBE grad school level or PhD level minimum, you largely talk with people who know your subject.
You gotta remember, education is a bunch of nerds who want to talk about their shit. People don't just research something to know it. They research it to publish it and have it peer reviewed even if it's just an assignment they turn into their professor which I guess is like a first step to publishing.
Research is gathered, references found, pointed to, and then showed off. AND IN THE CASE OF PRACTICAL STUDIES, people do it! You got to prove your research was right. Otherwise it's a bunch of potentially useless theory. So if you think Marcille hasn't done SOMETHING like this before, there's no way. She was confident she could do SOMETHING about it. Just saying, I would pay a lot to see the face's on the member of her dissertation committee.
I brought this up with some friends and they mentioned that she might have just studied Dungeon creation and studied Ancient Magic on her own. And fair but then Ancient Magic wouldn't be her specialty would it? At least, except in a very egotistical self estimated way without ANY outside feedback which is a core tenet of education. Unless she was the pre-eminent lone scholar of ancient magic of course but she never goes on about that so i'm going assume that's not the case. Here is what we got from the show
In the show she says "What I specialize in is actually ancient magic which is highly forbidden. It's use is frowned upon but using it to revive Fallin, it's our best option"
When Senshi and Chilchuck, protested she just says "magic doesnt' have morality"
Now I could be wrong but for this wonderfully high-strung woman whose reactions are so so much, this looks practiced and calm. She either has defended this before, was quoting something someone else (like a teacher), or somehow she has suppressed all her beautiful exaggerated weirndess in the midst of ABSURD amounts of stress. Personally, I think Option 2 and 1 are more likely as this is a highly emotional subject for her and her self control is shit.
Like seriously, let's say her alma mater doesn't have a class that teaches ancient magic. Let's say, no one but her knows much of anything. What would happen if someone caught her in the library grabbing strange books that have scraps of ancient magic knowledge in them? She's allowed to be there but she's just so... HER that she would probably jump in surprise and try and justify it while trying NOT to reveal what she is researching. And because she has all the cool of a pickle, EVERYONE in school would know Marcille was up to something.
The above is a picture of Marcille losing her shit from a video titled "Marcille gradually losing her mind for 6 minutes || Dungeon Meshi. The link to it is https://youtu.be/gmY2x8_nnjw
So yeah, there would be rumors. The worst kept secret in the school is Marcille is a bad girl who researches something questionable. To say nothing of the fact that this girl has demonstrated major teacher's pet energy. I would put my money on there being at least one professor there who gets occasional downloads of ancient magic from one of their top students all while they look on going "I can tell no one" unless of course there is an actual program.
FOR MY FINAL POINT I HAVE BUT ONE WORD TO GIVE. Internet
By which I mean, the lack of it. Do you have any idea how hard it is to research something based only on the physical books you have access to in a specific location? IT TAKES AWHILE TO GET ANYWHERE.
That means travel for you or your subject matter and, with something like THIS that could be considered dangerous, you would have to be SO damn careful to make sure you don't get a reputation as "the ancient magic girl." That said, she's a (warning, spoilers) half elf so she has time. SO MUCH TIME. But we know it hasn't been too much time because Falin attended at the same time as her. Falin and her brother did various (failed) things for several years before Marcille showed up at the dungeon. I, at least, don't know how much time passed but they both clearly look to be in their 20s or so to me. Could be wrong due to the art style but that's just my read. At most, SUPER low 30s. Which means, Marcille couldn't have been traveling everywhere taking months and months to cross seas to get specific books for that long. That time would get eaten up so very quickly.
WHICH LEADS US back to the start. And my claim that the simplest most likely explanation IS
This Is
A Major
22 notes
·
View notes
Text
Crossposted from my Tumblr Community: The Trans South
--
The Trans South Monthly Bulletin Board
Our pinned post for the month of November, 2024.
comment anything you want to add, and i'll add what fits in this month's post. i'll be making a new post each month, so you may need to resubmit any links that are applicable for multiple months. check the comments for anything i missed!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
the bright side:
the fact that you're alive is good news to me!
"Good News: Some States Passed Protections for Abortion Access, Marriage Equality, and More" | Here is an article with some upshots and progress from the 2024 election.
"Lipstick Lounge Owners Break Ground on Sports Bar Venture" | "The Lipstick Lounge is one of only 32 open and operating lesbian bars in the United States registered with the Lesbian Bar Project."
"Florida's LGBTQ+ community defies queer repression with advocacy & preservation" | "I will not paint a desolate picture of the state. And, there still is hope."
"The Candy Shop: Columbia SC Rallies to Honor Landmark Black Gay Bar" | "Researchers and preservationists at Historic Columbia have joined the struggle to correct the way the club has thus far been "written over" in the historical record."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
TTS crowdfunds:
help fellow transgender people in your community today!
Catgirl-smash needs help with bills and moving!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
fun links:
things that gave me dopamine and kept me going
Read "When We Call a Place Home" by Chinelo Onwualu | "A utopian tale of historical memory, the dangers of forgetting…and vampires."
WEBFISHING | "WEBFISHING is a multiplayer chatroom-focused fishing game! Relax and fish (on the web!)"
Memory Games | I've been using these memory games to try to heal my brain a bit from long covid brain fog.
Mahogany's List of Black Banned Books | Read some books they don't want you to read!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
useful links:
interesting resources and organizations you should know about
Trans Reads | "Trans Reads is an ambitious project created by and for transgender people to openly access writing related to our communities."
Southerners On New Ground | "SONG is a home for LGBTQ liberation across all lines of race, class, abilities, age, culture, gender, and sexuality in the South".
Winners from The LGBTQ+ Victory Fund | Check out this list of winning LGBTQ+ candidates for various political offices from around the U.S. who were supported by the Victory Fund.
Lambda Legal's Help Desk | "a resource for the community we serve in providing general legal information and resources relating to discrimination based on sexual orientation, gender identity and gender expression, and HIV status."
Every State has a DD Council! | Did you know that it's federal law that every state must have a council whose job it is to hold their state accountable on behalf of developmentally disabled people?
Help the Palestinian People with a Click | "Your free click generates donations from our sponsors. Remember, you may click once a day, every day. Donations raised will go to UNRWA to assist the Palestinian refugees."
--
If you're an adult trans person in the U.S. South, join my Tumblr Community: The Trans South.
If you're a teen trans person in the U.S. South and you create a youth community for trans southerners, let me know and I'll link to it in The Trans South.
20 notes
·
View notes
Note
When Blake took over the White Fang and convinced Jaune to work for her, to show how humans and faunus can get along, he thought that was a wonderful idea. Instead she makes him do these demeaning things, like he is the pet. And he won't complain, since people might take that as him being "racist". So he has to do stuff like wearing something revealing, letting her sit on his face like a throne, worshipping her perfect ass, etc. Go wild.
As he walked through the WF base corridors, Jaune contemplated his true worth in the organization. Despite his tactical genius and quick-witted planning, Blake and the other WF members treated him like a second-class citizen. Often talking down to him, ignoring his suggestions, and even treating him like a pet. While he was sure it was because he was human, he could wrap his head around some of the other issues he had within the white fang.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Umm...Blake...isn't this outfit.....a bit too revealing?"
The outfit he wore comprised of small black shorts that clung to his groin creating a bulging outline of his cock, a small black bow tie around his neck, a pair of cufflinks around his wrists, and a pair of blondie bunny ears sat atop his head. All the while a deep crimson blush covered his face.
"You're fine. It's just something to help you fit in better" she assured him, discreetly licked her lips hungrily.
He shuffled a bit but ultimately believed her words. "If you say so..."
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The new and revealing uniform was only the start. Soon after he got it, she began ordering him to perform various tasks for her like carrying some documents, massaging her feet, or rubbing her back. Simple and innocent tasks, but not very WF-related. Then she caught him off guard by asking him to massage her rear.
"Hmm...Just like that" she moaned
His large hand kneaded her pale cheeks like dough, rubbing and squeezing them gently with his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He tried his best to avoid staring for too long as she decided to forgo pants, leaving her ass exposed save for a tiny thong that barely covered anything. Each time he spread her cheeks, he caught glimpses of her puckered asshole, twitching with arousal.
"I.....Is this....fine?" He asked a massive blush on his face.
"Yes, it is~" Blake purred. "But~..."
She partially turned around, lifting her upper body so she could look at him better. "It would be even better is you could kiss it"
Jaune nearly did a spit-take at her request. Asking her to repeat herself. she confirmed that she wanted him to literally kiss her ass. He was hesitant at first, but seeing her pleading amber eyes broke him. Swallowing his pride and nervousness, he leaned down and planted a quick kiss on one of her cheeks. Just as he was about to raise himself up, he felt Blake's hand swiftly push him back down. His mouth landing directly on her asshole.
He yelped in shock, his cry vibrating against her twitching hole. Looking upwards he saw Blake staring at him, lust in her eyes.
"you call that a kiss? You can do better than that~"
While he was sure she was teasing, Jaune felt threatening under-tones in her voice. Obeying her command, he puckered his lips once more and began kissing her asshole. Occasionally licking it with his tongue causing it to pucker up even more. Blake laid her down pleased with his actions, moaning and commenting on how good he was. they continued like this for 30 minutes until she let him up and kissed his cheek as thanks.
"What the heck Blake?!" he complained, the faunus rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Calm down, Jaune. It was in the heat of the moment you know. Besides, I know you liked it" She retorted. His silence and massive blush confirmed her suspicions.
"Well...um...Just.....don't do that again please" he begged, "it's kinda embarrassing"
She nodded and smirked, clearly unintending to obey his wishes.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Over time, Jaune and Blake's relationship became a bit more personal.
Jaune moaned as he leaned against the hallway wall. To his left, Blake leaned into him with a smile, her right hand reaching into his shorts and groping his cock.
"Blake..." he panted "Someone might..."
She ignored his warnings, instead licking her lips as she felt his pre-cum covering her hand. Her fingers delicately squeezed his length in a vice-like grip, using his pre for lube, she began stroking him off from within the confines of his shorts, his pre-cum creating a dark stain inside his shorts. Hearing his moans, she purred with delight, keeping at a steady pace as she felt his squirm from her grasp.
"Let them...." She purred, "As high leader, they would care if I play with my pet......I mean partner in public~"
Jaune raised an eye at her comment. *did she just say pet*
He wanted to ask, but her sudden increased grip caused him to cry out in shock and pleasure. She nearly came when he looked at her, his face covered in blush and panting like a dog. without warning, she wrapped her free hand around his head and pulled him into a deep kiss, moaning delightedly as he came into her hand. Blake pulled away and looked down, marveling at the volume of cum, most of it leaking from his shorts onto the ground.
"Wow...You cum more than a horse faunus" She complimented.
Raising her cum cover hand to her face, she took a quick lick, humming pleased with its taste. It was fairly sweet and kinda tart too, the diet she put him on worked wonders for his taste. She started walking away from the scene, giving her hand a tongue bath along the way.
"Also you should clean yourself up before someone finds you. It a shame if they saw you came on yourself." she teaseded
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Jaune sighed, those, at least to him, were the most tame incomparison to some of the other tasks he's done. though he'd be lying if he said he didn't somewhat enjoy himself.
34 notes
·
View notes
Text
I do agree that fenx xin is really abrassive when speaking to mu qing and needs to apologise for saying things that hurt (however I do think he hasn’t actually figured out he’s said anything wrong yet) however I disagree that this has anything to do with jealousy.
A big part of feng xin’s postition is devotion above all else. He, unlike mu qing, prioritises ‘typical’ displays of loyalty over ‘atypical’ shows of it and does not comprehend the way mu qing thinks or acts.
Classic comparison is between mu qing prioritising choosing his mother over xie lian whilst feng xin chose loyalty to his prince over his lover and child. Xie lian ‘gets’ it (he doesn’t really but he ‘can’t force mu qing to stay’) but feng xin fundementally sees it as a betrayal.
This difference in perspective between feng xin and mu qing happens a lot but particularly when mu qing questions xie lian on anything; feng xin absolutely does not get why mu qing does this instead of blindly obeys.
I personally think this reflects back on a bigger look at class surrounding mu qing’s arc (and in tgcf) rather than jealousy because it’s not only feng xin that does this, it’s just feng xin that speaks out.
Xie lian and mu qing admittedly do not understand each other. Mu qing sees himself as a good deed ticked of a list whilst xie lian, born to want for nothing and raised with the security to foster an insanely altruistic to the point of self destructive ethos, cannot comprehend the ‘loops’ mu qing has had to jump through to even consider it a possibility. Being in a position where he wants for nothing (in his youth) has never had to play underhand, manipulate or use other people so literally cannot comprehend it.
The social gap between the two is only really rescued when mu qing dares to speak plainly to xie lian in book 8 after he is rescued. It’s really interesting how mu qing and hua cheng sometimes foil each other from their impoverished backgrounds to their talent with a sabre that is identified by xie lian.
Mu qing, sceptic at heart, interprets every action xie lian takes as double edge. An insecurity xie lian never really disperses fully because he doesn’t see it, experience it, understand it until his first banishment. By which point the stain to his reputation he experiences is so sudden and sharp that mu qing’s action to not stand by him feel like a direct betrayal and, ironically, he also misinterprets mu qing’s actions as a direct slight against him. [I am thinking specifically of that cultivation valley scene]
Whereas Hua Cheng trusts xie lian’s every action implicitly and unwaveringly. Unlike mu qing, who views xie lian’s kindness as tokenistic, hua cheng experiences how xie lian stands by his ethos even against striking adversity and interprets xie lian’s intentions far more accurately. Which in some ways is possibly easier for him because xie lian gains nothing except a bad omen from having honghong-er around.
Xie lian’s misinterpreation of mu qing’s behaviour relates back to feng xin’s treatment in a few ways. Feng xin was likely brought up with similar comfort to xie lian and, likewise, does not get how mu qing may have a steeply different world view and Anything feng xin percieves as a slight against xie lian he is going to criticise. Which fundamentally makes these two clash; unlike xie lian who is more open to dialogue once he’s figured out they aren’t on the same page, feng xin is far quicker to jump to conclusions.
We see mu qing criticised far more times than feng xin is, but the one time feng xin is: for defending a child and hurting qi rong, he responds to breaking his own arm as recompense for his infraction. And he dubs it ‘fair.’ Notably qi rong does not have to be beaten to near death for doing the same to a child; mu qing opposes class differences like these whereas feng xin upholds them and xie lian doesn’t see the problem with them.
Another example is mu qing picking cherries. He is allowed to in theory but in practice is labelled as stealing them for him mother. Xie lian, instead of saying what he thinks, which is that mu qing is allowed to pick the fruit, uses his authority as prince and says mu qing is picked them for him because he think it makes mu qing’s life easier. In this case, xie lian’s support overlooks the bigger issue of classism that he doesn’t see mu qing struggling with.
To highlight further the differences in class that Feng xin and Xie lian have compared to Mu Qing; only mu qing is able to effectively handle money during the first banishment. And Feng Xin is no happier once mu qing leaves during xie lian’s first banishment. I do wonder if there is a subtle element of classism showing however in how they only begin busking once mu qing leave even though it was his idea (this hypocrisy of the upper class appearing more dignified than the working class whilst on show vs being just as, in this case, desperate for money as anyone else).
Another clue to how feng xin and mu qing differ is their interpretation of xie lian robbing. Mu qing sees it as dismissable whereas feng xin almost needs an explanation for why, because he does not see it as a viable solution to desperation. This is when I would timeline xie lian to begin to become aware of how ludicrously difficult his ethos is to follow for the common person. Again, he percieves mu qing openly acknowledging his robbing attempt as a slight against him (in a very mu qing fashin tbh) whilst mu qing doesn’t really grasp the whole integrity of it at the time.
I do think mu qing has a lot of internalised classism too that blooms as insecurity. The above moment parallels when mu qing gets flustered about his supposed theft of the golden foil (? Forgotten word). (Notably feng xin is far quicker to lose faith in mu qing for an infraction than he is xie lian.) Mu qing assumes he is going to be accused of theft because he is from a poor background and the poor always steal. Even when he really isn’t this insecurity permeates how he views himself to be viewed; he can never leave his background behind him and stand confidently as an equal with xie lian or feng xin even when they are all gods. He always views himself as lesser and a victim of their classism, even when he is the one actually projecting it onto himself.
His entire persona as a god exudes haughtiness and agonising superiority, from the tidiness and prettiness and prioritising of his own image, mu qing is desperate to be perceived as equal because he is overcompensating for feeling inferior.
But as feng xin notes, the sarcasm is a plaster being used to cover up a missing arm. If you want to be friends just say so, stop with the sarcasm. Feng xin is painfully idealistic in the sense that he genuinely just does not notice certain issues like with Jian Lan, it occurs to her that he cannot buy her out but he doesn’t even see bit trying as an option. Likewise, he doesn’t ever stop to think or try to empathise with mu qing’s perspective. But I personally interpreted the banter in book 8 as feng xin just kind of jabbing at mu qing like an equal, not recognising that what he is saying is actually riling mu qing up (he doesn’t even notice xie lian politely trying to tell him to shut up) because in his mind, he’s just making a point and there is nothing to be sensitive about.
In a way, Feng xin’s blindness to social differences crossed with mu qing’s hyperawareness of his perceived inferiority boils over into these two clashing badly because they constantly misinterpret each other’s intentions. I don’t think feng xin is intentionally being cruel but it kind of emphasises the idea that ignoring a person’s background and experiences is not the same as treating them equally. Xie lian gets this by the end but Feng xin does not. (Or if he does i have not read it yet)
tgcf fandom can we please start holding feng xin accountable for being an ass to mu qing for 800 years. like. he started most fights and was constantly on servant mu qing's ass who was just trying to survive but people always skip over it
#sorry if this is incoherent#my thoughts are blub blub blub drowning with exhaustion#i agree feng xin is being an asshole but I do think it is unintentional. i think it’s more systemic classism than I’m going to intentionally#ruin mu qing’s day.#side not all the unpopular heavenly officials in heaven are ones of lower class or heritage#mu qing#quan yizhen#ling wen#(well more to do with the fact that she’s a woman)#ming yi cannonically had a more labour-based profession#ming yi#they’re all outcasts for being different#the earth master’s shovel is seen as embarrasing despite its practicality
82 notes
·
View notes
Text
obligatory beach divorce doodling
bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut
#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#xmen#xmen movies#xmen first class#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#professor x#magneto#snap sketches#'snap i thought you were drawing old cherik this weekend' so did i but i was inflicted with visions sorry </3#i have my lil 92 comic sketched so ill do that tomorrow. not finish it but ill work on it 💀#i wsa just gonna draw the first thing but then i figureed i might as well draw Most of the beach-divorce-related things i want to#just so i could put it all on one post. however this is a lie and i know ill wanna doodle more beach stuff#the first drawing Unsurprisingly was motivated BY the xmen 41 legion quest cover- at the very least the total blackout of erik's face#i wanna draw more of erik using his powers .. i wanna figure out how i wanna draw the effect etc etc#i was just gonna redraw the cover but i already liked the sketch i did of the first thing so. here we are#plus i figure someones already done a redraw of the cover but if anyone cares ill finish my version ig LOL#as for the comic ermmm it was just an excuse to draw erik with glowing eyes </3 and fading-glowing eyes </3#thats why i didnt draw the whole. Choking Moira bit. but i wouldve if i was redrawing the whole scene#kinda wish i did now that i think of it cause it coulda looked cooler prob but oh well maybe in like. three months when i redraw this#for exactly five cents ill redraw the whole beach divorce erlkjealkaje i can see it so clearly in my mind#what if first class was a comic drawn by a freak thatd be wild#but yeah thats why everything look rough as christ these were just supposed to be silly lil thangs#'silly things' and its beach divorce OK.#ok bye im gonna do my homework
4K notes
·
View notes