#this isn't directed at anyone its not anyones fault or anything and i know its not an internet strangers responsibility to give me money

[leeblissy]

......... trying so hard not to e-beg right now but its getting tiring

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𓇼 ~ The Sea Swallowed Him Whole ~ 𓇼

premise; It's the anniversary of Lemuria's fall. Rafayel isn't handling it well. Companion piece to 'Forsaken Treasures of the Sea.'

warnings; suicidal ideation, kind of suicide attempt, heavy angst, hurt/some comfort, bittersweet ending, VERY sad, potentially OOC, timeline inaccuracies, drowning or hope of drowning, attempt at symbolism. neither you nor rafayel are harmed long-term or die.

a/n; once again, i have no idea where this monster came from. my brain told me "hurt fishboy." and i said "okay guess we're hurting fishboy now." might wanna prepare the tissues. hope you enjoy!

Rafayel is on the beach again. Lukewarm waves curl around his ankles, pulling the sand beneath his feet to drag him back to the depths of the sea. The saltwater soaked through his clothes up to his waist where he sits. The moon is drawing the tide in. His shirt is sticking awkwardly to his waist.

He can’t keep his thoughts away from the day Lemuria fell. How could he pick between you and his home? They were linked, connected, one could not exist without the other. In his hesitation to tear Mo apart, he lost both. The evacuation was swift, but not swift enough. Lives were lost. It is his fault. The waves washed away the blood on his hands, but he feels pieces of their souls stuck in his teeth.

Rafayel is on the beach again. The darkness hadn’t claimed many of his people, the response was quick enough. The people closest to him were able to swim away. Now, it’s his job to aid in protecting everyone on the mainland. He’s never wanted responsibility, always swam in the opposite direction as fast as the current could take him. Maybe he’s grown into it.

He’s so tired. It’s late. The sea has drawn him deeper, she demands justice. Heavy cotton hangs from his shoulders. Sand melts into glass underneath his fingers. Time-softened seashells bear his marks. He skips a smooth seashell sculpture across the water’s surface. The ripples bear the name of each Lemurian he couldn’t save.

The sea swallows him whole. Rip currents are common around this time. His body could be miles from shore before anyone could think to look for him. The sea will punish him as she wills. She is a caring, violent mother. Her children are no stranger to her wrath. She knows what he deserves.

Rafayel feels the current yank at his feet where he floats at the same time he feels warm hands pulling him from the water. The tide had taken many hours to swallow him, marked by the moon’s position above the horizon. The salt dampened the angry flame in his heart. Its absence feels like burning alive.

Gentle hands guide him out of the sea. A trail of pearls leads away from the shoreline. Soft towels dry his vessel. Slowly, he dresses in the dry clothes given to him. He is surrounded by warmth. It is too hot with the fire burning under his skin. Under the covers, his back is pressed to someone’s chest. The hours spent waiting for the sea to claim him feel like a dream.

“Rafayel?” Your shaky voice breaks the silence. He feels your worry like his own. He uses your name when he answers. “Why did I find you catatonic in the tides?”

“It was... a momentary lapse in judgement. Today is an anniversary.” He responds tonelessly. He does not intend to answer any more questions. After all, you don’t remember anything from all those years ago. If you did, the guilt would consume you, your compassion weaponized against you. He fears he’ll reach for your hand to find your skin grey and lifeless, the scavengers brought in by the tides feasting on your long-dead corpse.

You don’t ask any other questions. Unlike you. Instead, you take Rafayel back to the beach. The soft sand slips beneath your feet. Warmth from your hand spreads up his arm. Smells of brine and salt and Mo waft in on the sea breeze. The draw to the sea holds him hostage, trapped like Jonah in the mouth of the whale.

Your warmth fades as you roll up your pants. Without pausing, without hesitation, you wade into the tide. The waves wash up to your shins. The wind tussles your hair, humidity and salt frizzing it into curls. Rafayel’s throat closes, his lungs squeezed of all air. The sea is a caring, violent mother. The sea will take your heart after he could not.

He rushes into the waves after you. “What are you doing!?” He demands, pulling you out of the clawing reach of the currents that threaten to take you from him. You splash out of the ocean’s reach willingly.

Once out of the lapping water, you resist Rafayel. You draw his forehead to your own, holding his face in your hands. “I want to understand you.”

Something dark and ugly rears inside him. His shoulders curl to contain it. “Lemuria fell because I would not sacrifice you. The ocean demands its retribution.”

You fall together to the soft sand, clinging desperately to a fading reality where everything will be okay. “I don’t understand,” you whisper. A deep sigh burdens the space between you. Rafayel does not elaborate further. A soft, alluring hum starts in his chest. You know this melody. You hum along. Your voices mingle against the backdrop of the ocean’s waves.

Rafayel holds your hands in his own. Your bodies drift closer together until neither of you can define where he ends and you begin. Rafayel hums until he cannot anymore. His caring, violent mother will have to accept his voice over his body for retribution this year. The sun rises. The tides retreat in acceptance of Rafayel’s offer.

Rafayel holds you to his chest. You had fallen asleep at some point during his siren song. Your even breaths wear away his jagged edges.

It will be different, but it will be okay.

A little note on Rafayel's references to mo in this fic: I can't remember where I found it in canon, but I believe it means "home" or "motherland" in Lemurian! Hope you enjoyed! (edit: it came from the "Omnipotent Perception" card. thank you to @\irandial for the info!)

[cheshireliam]

"My Ideal Life of A Doting Love" Story Event: Chapter 2

Azel Radwan

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With his hand against the wall, trapping me in place, Azel's brows were in a deep frown.

Azel: It's just—…

Azel: This kind of thing— right?

Emma: … I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that.

Azel: That's why…

Azel: —… it was in the book.

(Even though we're this close, I still can't hear him.)

He was definitely mumbling about something, but his voice was so soft it was nearly impossible to hear what he was saying.

Azel: Basically, there's nothing you need to worry about.

Emma: Saying that while your face is so red only makes me mor— mmph!

Before I could finish, he resorted to the drastic method of physically silencing me with his lips.

It was apparent that Azel had no intention of backing down until I gave up on pursuing the subject. Each time I tried to speak, his kiss would grow more aggressive.

(This is so unfair…)

His tongue intertwined with mine, gradually increasing the pleasure in my body. My heart was racing, and I was losing strength to keep upright.

I was about to go limp, but Azel caught me just in time, wrapping an arm around my waist to support me.

Emma: … You went too far.

Azel: It's your fault.

(Not an ounce of guilt in him.)

I shot him a piercing glare to express my embarrassment, but he simply turned away.

Azel: Fine, fine. It's my fault.

Azel: Umm… well…

Azel: … Want to go for a stroll?

Emma: A… a stroll?

…

In what seemed to be an attempt at making up for his actions, Azel led me out of the temple to an oasis deep in the desert.

(I never knew such a place existed nearby.)

Since few people would go near the sacred grounds of the primordial temple, there were no signs of human activity.

If Azel was the only one who knew of this place, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it "God's Garden".

Emma: This lake is beautiful… it feels good to be here.

As I crouched down and scooped the clear water with my hands, Azel placed a hand on my head with his usual grumpy face.

Azel: Not there.

Gripping my head lightly, he turned it to face a different direction.

Further back, beyond the oasis, near the water's edge— the scenery was absolutely breathtaking.

Emma: No way… is that a flower field!?

Flowers of vibrant colours were in bloom around the lakeside, bringing life to the dry desert sand.

I hurried over and looked at the flowers from up close.

(These are… "Al Flowers".)

The flowers, named after Azel, the Living God, were a special variety genetically modified to bloom even in the desert.

Emma: I never thought they'd grow naturally.

Azel: … They rarely do, so don't tell anyone.

Azel caught up to me and awkwardly averted his gaze.

Azel: This place might be ruined if people found out about its existence.

Emma: I'll keep it a secret.

(… What's this uneasy feeling I'm getting?)

I was curious to know, but I couldn't resist the temptation from the flower field and crouched down to gently touch a flower petal.

Azel: Do you like flowers that much?

Emma: I do. They're soothing to look at.

Azel: … I see.

Azel: I don't care much for flowers, but if you like them, you can come see them again.

Emma: Please come with me when I do.

Azel: …

Emma: Thank you.

Azel: I didn't say anything.

Emma: Your answer is written on your face.

Emma: Eeek…! What the—!?

Although he was firmly pinching my cheek, Azel didn't look entirely displeased.

Azel: I'm charging you an escort fee.

Emma: Shouldn't it be called a date fee?

Azel: … This isn't a date.

Emma: It is to me.

Azel: No, it's not. There's no way I'd do something so frivolous.

Emma: Azel… did you know that flower field dates are a thing?

Azel: …

Emma: That means it's too late now!

I stood up and clung to Azel's arm, with him looking like he was about to flee at any moment.

Emma: Next time, let's bring a tent and lunchboxes so we can have a picnic.

Azel: … Do as you please.

Despite the long and deep sigh he let out, Azel's had a tender look in his eyes.

…

That night,—

(I knew it. He's reading a book again.)

I secretly watched Azel from the bed as he sat by the window, unaware of my staring.

Tonight, I wasn't awake by chance. I was only pretending to be asleep, waiting for the right moment.

(He managed to dodge my questions during the day, but this time…)

Emma: AZEL!

Azel: WHAT!?

I raised my voice on purpose, causing Azel to turn toward in me in shock, nearly jumping out of his skin.

Emma: I heard a noise coming from outside…

Azel: … Huh?

The kind-hearted god didn't doubt my words. He immediately walked to the door to check on the "noise".

(I feel guilt… I'm sorry for deceiving you.)

Making a promise in my mind to prepare a luxurious meal for him tomorrow as an apology, I slipped out of bed and reached for the book "containing national secrets" Azel had left on the floor.

Azel: It was just your imagination. There's nothing outsid—

Azel: …

Emma: …

Azel: … You tricked me.

Emma: I'm so sorry. But…

Emma: … I love you.

[quuerbee]

Heugh ok big time spoilers warning for 1175 (and prior ofc) I'm gonna be rambling so don't expect anything analytic 🫵

GOD OK SO. Its been commented on multiple times throughout the novel that the diciples of Mount Hua (sect leader, elders, 5 swords, etc) want to carry some of the burden that Chung Myung carries. Hyun Jong asks him to trust him and not go after the Myriad Man Manor (I think that's what it was called before they formed the big bad alliance....) in the direct aftermath of the attack on the sect (chapters like. 350-420 ish if I'm remembering correctly?). The 5 Swords try to protect him during that final fight at the north sea when he's been buried in rubble, and then they try to support him again in the first yangzte river battle (the one where the 3 year pacification pact came from) and so on and so forth. This is a VERY COMMON THING.

Everytime they manage to get stronger to protect the sect (lifting some burden off of Chung Myung), the enemies get stronger and the situations get worse. They (being primarily the 5 swords + Tang Soso and Hye Yeon) begin to realize that despite getting stronger, Chung Myung is always at the forefront of the battle in the most danger. They haven't had a single major battle where Chung Myung was not present to help if needed. This also brought up the idea that they are indirectly putting Chung Myung in even more danger because he has to focus not only on the battle, but on saving them if needed (this has ALSO been brought up multiple times but i don't want to give examples so).

Now I know that this isn't Mount Hua's fault, they're being thrust into terrible situations with not great timing, but all of this has STRENGTHENED Chung Myung belief that no one but him can protect Mount Hua to the standard needed. (It's very interesting to note that he has ended up on the OPPOSITE side of the spectrum from his previous life, which Chung Myung actually comments on in chapter 1175!!!). Its been mentioned a lot (by that fuck ass monk Bop Jeong and others) that the success of the Heavenly Commrade Alliance lies damn near solely on Chung Myung back. Even Tang Gunak, Meang So, and Seol So Beak themselves admit that they were initially drawn towards CHUNG MYUNG and not towards Mount Hua. Namgung Dowi is a similar ish case, having been drawn to the Heavenly Commrade Alliance by Mount Hua and the Tang clans's actions at Plum Blossom Island (which Chung Myung lead). Long story short, if Chung Myung did not exist in Mount Hua, there would not be an alliance in the first place (which the novel straight up says).

Another concept that's been brought up lately is what exactly is Mount Hua willing to give up in the name of chivalry. Up until now, every single action taken by Mount Hua has had a positive impact on them while also upholding the chivalrous reputation of the sect. THIS IS WHERE CHUNG MYUNGS CURRENT STRIFE IS COMING FROM!!!! At the current moment he doesn't know what direct he wants to push Mount Hua in. Does he tell Shaolin to fuck off (picking the Heavenly Commarade Alliance over joining the 10 Great Sects) and deal with the inevitable consequences of that (reputation hit and more death among not only commoners but amongst Mount Hua diciples) or does he agree to Bop Jeong's plan and risk everything from the past repeating for the sake of chivalry? He is blinded by his indecision, even mentioning in chapter 1174 that if he were faced with the situation Chung Mun faced with Chung Jin (Chung Jin disappearing towards the end of the war), he wouldn't know what to do and he would "let it all slip from his grasp".

Along with this indecisiveness, he's also agonizing over his importance to the alliance. He is now in a position similar to what Chung Mun held in the past, and he's having a difficult time coping with that. Chung Myung rationally understands his importance, going as far as to say that if he were anyone else, he would never let himself go onto the front lines. The issue lies in his survivors guilt. He wouldn't be able to make the decisions needed for victory if he himself wasn't there to be able to prevent any death he could.

Along comes Baek Cheon, who has been one of the main vocalizers for all the things mentioned above. He notices the things Chung Myung tries to hide. There are many, many times where Baek Cheon is one of the ones that knocks some sense into Chung Myung, but the one I really want to focus on is their interaction in chapter 1175. Baek Cheon, despite all the jokes, is the head diciple of the second generation. Chung Myung is his Sajae, his junior brother. He CARES about him. He doesn't like seeing him not act like an insane asshole. He KNOWS Chung Myung, enough to know his habits as well as his fears and motivators.

He uses his knowledge to comfort him in a blunt way by saying that he will outlive Chung Myung. And oh, isn't that heartbreaking? To acknowledge that Chung Myung would rather spend every day in hell than "allow" a diciple of Mount Hua to die before him (again). Baek Cheon says this as an offhand comment, a subtle reassurance without making it a big thing because he KNOWS that's one of the main things driving Chung Myung. Throughout this entire exchange, Chung Myung unintentional image of being a "perfect human" starts to strip away. He reveals to Baek Cheon that he doesn't exactly know why he holds all of this burden, but that he feels he is the only one who can. (Circling back to the guilt he feels due to his inaction 100 years ago).

Towards the end of the chapter, Chung Myung starts joking that he'll be back to normal soon, that he just has a lot on his mind. This signals once again that he is pushing against Baek Cheons silent offer of support. As they sit in silence, Baek Cheon brings up the question that has been eating at the entirety of Mount Hua for a while. He asks if they were stronger, if HE were stronger, would it have lightened his worries? The final sentence of the chapter indicates that Chung Myung doesn't answer this question.

Chung Myung cares so much about Mount Hua that he continually shoulders on more and more responsibilities because to him, that is the only way to atone for his past inaction. I just wish he could see how much Mount Hua cares about him in turn.

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Bet on it ( Bradley Bradshaw x reader ) part 8

summary : jake tries to make things better , while bradley is missing his dream more than the reality . she not so happy their leaving like she thought it would be and someone gets a reality check when he tries to belittle the two aviators in her presence , the kids love the visit and so do she making the goodbye harder

warning : little angst but more fluffy in this one , boss bitch energy , also picture isn't based on readers weight or anything it was just for the sort of chapter cover

previous part

A.N : Not me calling her creepy boss jack daniels ... anywho enjoy

It wasn’t suppose to be this way , he could see both of em hurting  both wanting to put it all aside and yet couldn’t . In reality it was his fault his to start the whole thing , it wasn’t done in  a place of malice or hurt  it was to get two idiots who clearly wanted the other to finally see it . using the guise of being enemies to cover it up . he wasn’t looking for love he would alway stated that from the start but he knew it when he seen it .  so here he was middle of the night knowing he was going to have to make it right . never in his life did he think he would be standing outside a woman’s door ready to plead Bradley Bradshaws case .  she opened door , hair slightly wild , rubbing the sleep out of her eyes ready to open her mouth . he could see the confusion laced in her sleep ridden feature but it couldn’t nor will it wait , his friends were hurting and it was his fault . 

“ we need to talk and yes i know what time it is and no it can’t wait til the morning “ he stood firm only for her to move to the side granting him access  slight relief washed over him as he walked back into the space.  

“ Can i get you a drink “ she finally spoke. 

“ whiskey if it going maybe needed “ he chuckled only for her to shoot him a look . “ water please” he smiled weakly as she nodded . he took it in properly the living space and it was something , it was nice of course , but it was bare. Nothing in the area scream Y/n , it had no personality or sense it was even being lived in except it was clean and dust free . It could be she was working alot or still figuring it all out both plausible . But he knew her to well any place even if the stay was short had its very own stamp of Y/n hell the guest room back home in texas was an example of it or even camping she made it cozy in it own way .  

“ water.. You wanna tell me what was so important to wake me up for ?” she handed the glass taking a seat looking and waiting for the blonde to start talking. 

“ it’s all my fault , my idea all of it , the bet  it was on me so you wanna be mad at anyone be mad at me “ cutting to the chance and swallowing the water down maybe whiskey would of been the better option. 

“ you all played a part in it , you may of set it up , rooster agreed , the guys all sat back and let it happen without even thinking off telling me , only one who wasn’t part of it was nat “ she sighed . 

“ it was because your both too stubborn and it stopped less than a week when he tried being your friend i could see it was no longer a bet to him  and  i goaded him ,  if i knew it was going to lead to two of my closest friends being this miserable it wouldn’t have happen it was stupid and reckless but it was done in good intentions “ he swallowed feeling that lump in his throat as he look at her expression the pain and hurt returning . 

“ he agreed , it was a competition for him , both your need to be overly competitive with each other as always gets someone else hurt , even if it was good intentions jake … look we keep going in circles please stop because as hurt as i am i miss you being my friend “ she felt her head feeling head that slight thumping of the the stress of it all coming back .

“ it was never a bet , i was never in it  to take his bronco or for you to get hurt it was to give a push in the right direction and if i knew it would lead to all this i wouldn’t have done it , but darling it was never one for him everything he felt was real and he still feels it , we’re leaving because he loves you too much to see you hurting  , maybe if you give him a chance you’ll both stop being miserable … oh come home cause we both know this ain’t it “ he stood leaving her sitting there . 

“ thanks i didn’t wanna sleep again tonight anyways “ she groaned dragging her hands down her face , she hated how right he was  about it never be home . 

He didn’t want to wake up , waking up meant facing the nightmarious reality he was living . Where in his dreams , he never fucked up  and still had the best girl in his life  , both still basking in the warm colorful glow  either in the  hard deck or feeling the sand beneath them wrapped up in each other without care in the world. Now awake in reality he was looking up at the ceiling in a place that wasn’t home , hearing the rain belting off the window everything looked so grey here. The city was beautiful but it wasn’t home  , but home wasn’t even home now with her gone.  But he meant every word of what he said he was done fighting for her , that saying “ if you love her let her go “. Even though it was killing him the thought of hurting her more was even worse , knowing  nothing he could do to make it up .  He couldn’t take it back so he knew letting her heal  without him constantly being around would help , again it was going to kill him but maybe he needed it , needed it to learn and grow as a better person one that could maybe be her friend one day in the future .  Packing his bag  and heading out into the living room he was surprised to see jake  already up  giving the blonde came home so late maybe it was two am but he was unsure  just knew it was late. 

“ so we’re really leaving “ he asked looking to bradley’s bags 

“ yep really leaving i mean we can do this and head to the airport after “ he nodded making his way grabbing himself  a coffee . 

“ you’re giving up ?”  

“ no its not giving up it doing what i should of done and stayed away let her heal instead of ripping the scabs off  but i was afraid to accept that like it or not we fucked up and coming here was a bad idea “ he spoke so honestly. 

“ maybe you’re right or maybe your wrong  but you both still love each other man that doesn’t just stop overnight “ the blonde stood  starting to get pissed . 

“ neither does the pain i put her through or the forgiveness so drop it “ he snapped 

 and yet the waver in his voice so filled with heartbreak even jake couldn’t argue more maybe  he was right least they could do one last favor for her maybe down the line they could have a friendship again , didn’t mean he like all of this but he was willing to try it . 

Of course it was a dull grey day , carrying the posterboards and equipment all wrapped up to spare them for the beating of the rain as much as she could. Yet like it was a memo sent out to the people of new york to seemly more be rude and crashing into her  or bumping into everything she help so tightly in her hands . make things worse she could feel someone on her heels wasn’t til she felt a hand on her shoulder readying herself to give the asshole hell to even try her . 

“Easy darling it just us “ she turned to almost relieved to see hangman and rooster standing and in same moment she wanted to bristle at the blonde. Then she took in the sight of their own bags ones she knew meant she wasn’t going to see them much longer a sadness washing over her at such a thought . 

“ so you’re leaving ?” she nodded to the bags swallowing the lump in her throat. 

“ after we help you out we are” jake confirmed 

“ it’s best for us all “ rooster added as she turned away the raindrop using the disguise for her to hide the disappointment building in her. 

“ yeah i guess it is “ she nodded willing herself to look at them . “ isn’t it ?” she thought as the three set off . 

The whole way to the hospital it was silent only sound that was made was of the city and it’s people around them and the rain hitting the ground .  she never been so happy to see the hospital as she was in that moment something to kill the awkward silence . 

“ y/n “ the voice called as she thought her prayers being answered only to see her boss and the prayer thing maybe wasn’t a word she would put on it . 

“ dr. daniels  “ she smiled politely more force in  than she ever did with jake or bradley . something about the sudden shift in the man demeanor or how he was treating her made her skin crawl . it wasn’t like he was genuinely praising her work like a hidden meaning in his words that scream sleazeball , or fact  he hid his wedding ring in his top pocket like it wasn’t noticeable . 

“ please call me jack my dear… oh your little naval buddies “ the condescending tone had her looking at him in a way jake new to well . 

“ oh your whiskey bottle boss” rooster muttered earning a snort coming from her lips . 

“ at work its going to be doctor same goes for marcus and i wouldn’t call them little now sir “ she cover her laugh with a cough as the man didn’t take his eyes off of jake and bradley that she didn’t like . 

“ so navy boys what it like ?” he asked seemly amused by something the three of them clearly didn’t know but were going to understand. 

“ Good sir we like to protect and serve our country “ jake stood taller and straighter making himself appear bigger. 

“ not bad please easy to get into huh got all that brawn ?” he snicker. 

“ actually jake and bradley are very smart  sir it not all brawn and no brain theres more to the navy “ she began to defend as jake still watching her , she may not see him as it but she was still his best friend  and he knew what the signs where when she was pissed and ready to go off. 

“ but not like us dear the mental and intellect and even physical push of our bodies where as they more point shoot, a monkey could do it  “ he snicker thinking she was going to find him hilarious  he could see the brunette ready to speak but she stood pissed before him making the man gulp . 

“Woah mr i pretend i’m not married so i can hit on girl young enough to be my child .. oh yeah genius mind i can see it in your front pocket … point and shoot are you really that dumb , their is so much more to all of it that even you would buckle  . the calculations  , aerodynamic of it all as well as the back biting physical push it hold . they are strong yet but they are smartest people i know  as well as many others that serve . shit you know nothing sitting at home or cheating on your wife while your clearly having some midlife crisis… they make life and death situation that  isn’t just one person at that time it their whole squad from the Weapon system operator to the wingman and make sure you can sleep at night “ she growled at the man ready to walk off only to hear her name being called once more and the  man before her grinning ear to ear. 

“ chief hey good thing your hear…” 

“Hello jeff one second “ he waved him off . 

“ its jack “ he mumbled. 

“ hi sir how are you” she looked up at the man nervous but it wasn’t what they thought . 

“ sir is that how were doing it kiddo “ he laughed nudging her shoulder . 

“ chief blackwood of this fine hospital … this is lietenants bradley rooster  bradshaw and jake hangman seresin “ she introduced the men as the chief excited shaked their hands only for the scof and snicker making her glare at her own boss . 

“ sory the silly nicknames wouldn’t get it here in a intelligent environment filled with scholars and academic like the chief and i .. even you “ . 

“ oh you mean like blackhawk blackwood  whose been a medic for the navy for what is it over what a decade or more” she asked hearing rooster repeating the callsign to himself. 

“ blackwood … charlie blackwood’s brother ?” rooster finally ask glancing to her and the chief as she winced . 

“ has my niece here been bragging about me “ the man chuckled as  her boss loss his humorous  streak and all color to his face. 

“ actually no one knew that your my uncle i didn’t want people think i was a nepo baby which i’m not he didn’t even know i was here til after two weeks “ she clarified . 

“ n-n-nie-niece “ he coughed .

“ would you look  at that a monkey is ruinning the hospital i hope your managing well dearest uncle as it not as easy as pointing and shooting “ she smirked she was savoring the moment she could freak out about people finding out of her uncle later. 

“ i was joking it was all in jest really honestly i hope you didn’t think i was serious i admire all men and women in service “ he rambled . 

“  i wanna see this whole thing since i cleared my morning to , is your dad is town “ chief asked as he lead the three into the hospital ignoring the mans voice calling after. 

“ no just these two  , really the whole morning thinking about reenlisting “ she teased as he laughed and shook  his head  while hangman and rooster stood a little taller after her deafening their honor . 

She left their bags in the breakroom knowing no one would touch the as she carried her laptop and mini projector one she found on amazon couple of year before hand probably one her favorite teach pieces , Seeing marcus helping her uncle and chief of the hospital as well as  rooster and hangman helping set everything up . kids started  passing the room at first trying to get a glance at what was going on first, then fully standing in the entry way only for her to shoo them away  which in turn they would come back and after it became a game til it was time to let them come in . she could see milly already talking to the two aviators knowing her she was definitely interrogating them but she asked something to which rooster nodded making her beam with happiness . room was filling up fast  even the board member start coming in looking around seeing the excited kids and nodding their heads in approval . the head of the department and now wearing his wedding ring doctor daniels still looked nervous as hell barely even looking her way as she began . 

“ ok so today is a special treat since all you guys have been the best patient ever , my two friends all the way from san diego here are going to tell you about flying and being aviators in the navy , don’t worry parents their not here to recruit “ she winked as everyone chuckled and cheer. “ first i will  show you some clips of the boys here in action and slightly showing off “ she whispered to the kids as they all laughed along .  a nod and marcus hit the lights as danger zone played watching the tricks and flying exercises her friends done when she asked for it in her old hospital . the scenes of san diego and people she love made her heart clench . all eyes wide and excited she could see the dad getting into the whole thing too . then when it was over the boys stood front and center talking away from some of their adventure they could talk about to even parts of their jets , answering excited question from kids , parent and even some of the board members . her boss long gone not being able to handle the heat when the boys talked how much you needed to learn  . when it was nearly over rooster shot a thumbs up to milly who ran off excitedly only to come back with the keyboard she spent most days playing with her headphones in as not to disturb the others . 

“ sorry i promised i would play a few songs for my new friend milly here so if you wanna escape nows your chance” rooster joked as the crowd laughed.  Playing away singing songs  kids dancing around singing along even jake was singing along  and four songs later she heard the familiar tune hit her ears . 

“ you shake my nerves and you rattle my brain” he belted out looking over with a fond smile . 

“ too much love drives a man insane” she belted back standing at his side as jake already had his phone pointed the moment bradley started playing it. 

“ you broke my will” she sang  

“But oh what a thrill “ he winked 

“ GOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE “  the adults in the room screamed out as the kids laughed away . 

“ i laughed at love cause i thought it was funny “ she sang out losing herself in the moment , 

“ you came along and you moved me honey”  

“ i’ve changed my mind , this love is fine “ they sang together looking at each other like they were the only ones in the room . 

“ GOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE” everyone yelled . 

 Two singing away looking like a picture perfect moment as jake smiled looking down at his phone , 

“ hey send me that” marcus smiled as he was talking picture the whole evening for the social media part in hopes to get more to come see the kids . 

“ will do “ he  mouthed as he looked back to his friends . 

The moment she was dreading came after the praise of everyone and the guys it was over as kid went back to their rooms  a lot  happier and tuckered out . she was given her lunch time so she could see them off . she wanted to ask them to stay but part of her couldn’t at same time . But she hugged them this time she was tearing up for a different reason . 

“ i’ll be home for the holidays  maybe we can all hang out again”she said laughing wiping her eyes . 

“ course the hard deck needs to see that duet , shit why haven’t we heard it before “ jake tease hugging her again . 

“ of course we can  be like a tribute act “ rooster smiled a little sadly. 

“ you both look after each other ok “ she hugged them again only tighter and longer this time . 

“ we will … told you this wasn’t home but hey give em hell darling then come home “ jake kissed her head as he headed to the cab. 

“ behave both of you  ,  no joining tribute acts without me “she sniffled as rooster laughed pressing a kiss to her head as a whisper of “ goodbye “ 

She watched as the cab drove off feeling an arm around her shoulder as marcus looked at her sadly tears falling down her face. 

“ it’s happy tears this time promise “ she laughed as they watched the cab disappear . “ we will see them when we both go home” she added as his face lit up . 

“ only 1 year and ten months to go “ he snorted as she was looking to where the cab was . 

“ be no time at all “she whispered and hoped . 

next part

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[catoslvt]

Tate Langdon x Reader

extremely short.

Unsupportive dad, so there's some angst.

Tw, smoking, family arguments.

As tate and I sit on my bed, we share the cigarette between ourselves as some random show on my TV plays, it's well past midnight and tate was due home hours ago but we always end up getting caught up in laughing fits.

That's what I love about being with tate. He brings out a side of me that nobody has in years, not even Violet.

"We need to shut up." I say through laughs as I press my fingers to his lips, only making us laugh more, but when I hear my dad coming upstairs I quickly put the cigarette out on my jumper and whisper to tate to hide under my bed, which he does, and I begin to spray my perfume to hide the reek of cigarette smoke only meer seconds before my dad barges in.

"Where is he?" My dad booms as he practically takes the door off of its hinges.

"Who?" I ask with a small laugh, motioning to my extremely empty room.

"I heard you both laughing y/n! I'm not stupid. Where is tate!?" He yells, and I just blink at him a few times.

"Dad, I don't know what you're talking about, Tate isn't here, I was laughing at the TV show. There's a laughing track on it. You must've just heard that." I argue and he shakes his head.

"I do not want you seeing tate ever! If I find out you're talking at school no matter what the situation is, I will move you y/n, he's dangerous. He will hurt you." My dad states, and I just stare at him with pure hurt.

"You can't do that. You can't just be mean about tate just because we're in a happy relationship whilst you and mom are inching closer and closer to a divorce each day!" I yell, and he walks closer to my bed pointing a stern finger in my direction.

"Do not talk to me like that! I am your father, and you'll do as I say. I hate that boy, y/n! And if I catch you with him or even have a suspicion that you two are together in any way, shape, or form, I'll storm over to his moms' house and tell her to keep her freak son away from my perfect daughter!" He screams before he walks out, slamming my door behind him, and I feel his footsteps boom down the stairs before I hear his office door slam shut. He doesn't approve of our relationship, but yet he has to sleep in his office?

"Tate, you can come out now." I whisper, and as tate climbs onto my bed, his face is now red from tears and he's sniffing slightly.

"Your dad hates me that much?" He asks as I grab his face and stare at him.

"Tate, no, it's not your fault. He thinks all of his patients are bad." I tell him as I gently stroke his face and he stares at me and shakes his head.

"He thinks I'm going to hurt you y/n, I'd never do anything to hurt you or anyone you love, you do know that, don't you?" He asks, his tears spilling more and more, and I wipe each and every one away with my fingers.

"My dad's just a prick tate. You already know this, and I know you'll never hurt me." I tell him, pressing a small kiss to the tip of your nose.

"I love you so much, y/n, you changed me." Tate promises, and I kiss him on the lips over and over until we're both laughing and smiling again, tates tears now nowhere to be seen.

"I love you too tate." I say.

[nikethestatue]

I know I've been negative lately, and pretty SJM critical, and I want to apologise for that. I know people dont want to come and hear others moaning all the time.

I do want to reiterate one thing. And that's important.

My moaning and complaining is NOT related to any ships. Aka, no, I do not think that SJM is going with Gwynriel or Elucien or anything like that. So in case anyone is worried and thinking, oh, shit, Nike isn't sure about Elriel and endgame--not at all. HOFAS, in fact, for all its faults, gave me more confidence in Elriel.

However, what I am mostly unhappy about is just the quality and the direction of SJM's writing. My worry isn't about Elriel, my worry is whether she'll be able to write a decent book about Elain and Azriel.

What gives me hope is that she knows that she completely fucked up Nesta's story and now she is doing all these backward somersaults in order to add to her story and make it complete. So hopefully, she is on the right track with Elain and won't make the same mistakes again. What doesn't give me hope is the mess that HOFAS was.

And that's where I struggle--I don't understand what SJM's writing situation is right now, and that frustrates me.

But yeah...No worries about Elriel, actually.

[trancylovecraft]

Is it ok to get a yandere Bloberta too now that we got Clay and Joe? I rarely seen any moral Orel x reader stuff.

• Bloberta isn't as bad as Clay she certainly gives him a run for his money in some aspects.

• If we're looking at a traditional yandere (Killings, The mirai nikki pose, “If I can't have you, no one can”) kind of deal then Bloberta would come pretty close to that.

• She’s Obsessive, Clingy, Jealous and Violent.

• Obsessive in the way that she just needs to know everything about you. Your shampoo brand, Your favourite meal, Your daily schedule. Anything and everything.

• Clingy in the way that she feels like she can't breathe when she’s not by your side. This also ties into stalking, She will follow you about to your workplace, to get groceries or just simply on a walk. This ties both into her obsessive behaviour and clinginess.

• And Jealous, That ties into violent. She will not tolerate any competition whatsoever. She will get aggressive and instantly try to take whoever it is out of the picture. This will make her most likely to be caught by you or someone else due to the sheer thoughtless rage she would be in.

• She loves you so much that you're the only thing on her mind 24/7. She scribbles your name over and over on paper. Buys your perfume so she can smell like you. Steal little things from you, Things you won't miss but would look the world to her.

• Bloberta believes you can do no wrong. If you do happen to mess up then she’ll blame it on an external force.

• You try to break up with her? Someone is forcing you to. You knock over a plate on accident? Her fault, She shouldn't of put it there.

• This all stems back to her childhood. Her family thought she was a disappointment, She had no friends and was lonely all the time.

• So when you come into her life and give her the tiniest bit of attention and praise that doesn't involve her husband or her family? She’s obsessed.

• It’s the opposite of the clay scenario where she's trying to be the perfect housewife for you. All so you wont leave her.

• If you do actually leave her then it will be an absolute shit show. People will be hurt, Things will get damaged and she will go insane trying to get you back.

• Whatever subtly she use to have while stalking you is thrown out the window.  She will show up at your work with a bouquet of your favourite flowers all while looking disheveled and desperate. She will beg you to take her back, Cry at your feet and sob.

• Her violent tendencies also skyrocket. Anyone around you is not safe. It is on sight, No matter who it is she will attack whether it be your new partner, Your boss, A friendly co worker or a random stranger who asked you for directions.

• She’ll probably go to jail to be honest. In there she’ll think about you everyday. She misses you and would fall into a depressive state until it gets too much for her and she just.. Offs herself.

• However if you do get into a relationship with her its pretty amazing.

• While the jealousy is still there its very much turned down. She knows she has you.

• She’ll buy you gifts both big and small extremely often. If you see something in a window you like she’ll purchase it later for you.

• She’ll want to spend a lot of time with you and actively make plans and holidays for the two of you can go on

• She’d never want to leave your side and would always be touching you in some sort of way

• Physical touch is also a big thing. Hold her hand, Hug her, Cuddle on the couch and be the one to initiate affection and she’ll melt.

• Words of affection is a big one too. Call her pretty in the mornings, Compliment her new dress and she might just overheat.

• She also compliments you back so much. On your job, Appearance , Personality. She loves it all 

• She would want to start a family with you. If you're a girl or don't have the means to get biological kids then she’ll happily adopt and treat them as her own.

• While her tendencies are still there while in a relationship they are very heavily watered down. They only really appear is when your not in a relationship or you're going through a rough patch

• Overall can be just as bad as clay, but has the chance to be the sweetest girlfriend alive

[jasminedragonart]

My goal for this year is to read more books. There were a lot of books I avoided when I was younger just because I thought they weren't for me. I'm starting to realise that a lot of books are and it just wasn't time for me to read them yet. Others I've found are as badly written as I thought they would be and it makes me question why I want to read books by author's I haven't read from before.

Anyway, so far the books I've read that I've enjoyed are:

The Wheel of Time: Books 1 and 2. I have book 3 and plan to read it, however I fond out that this is an unfinished series since the author died. While it is technically finished, it was finished by Brandon Sanderson and while I have his books on my reading list, I don't think reading without Robert Jordan's penmanship will really bring justice to the world I've invested in. THAT BEING SAID, the first two books are SO good. I picked this book up by chance when I was away last year and put it back because the blurb was the vaguest thing I've ever seen. Except, then it haunted me once I heard there was a TV show. I haven't watched it, nor do I plan to since they seemed to have taken it in a different direction. But if you're looking for a good fantasy series to read, even if it's just the first few books, this one hasn't let me down yet.

The Raven Boys: I haven't finished this one yet but the book is good so far. I have the other 3 on the way that's how invested in this series I am right now. I've read other works by this author before, the Shiver one, and while I don't remember hating it I don't remember liking that one much. This book is good though. I'm enjoying it.

The Neverending Story: This one I enjoyed reading but I found that it's definitely a children's book. I picked it up in the hopes to read this to my niece when she's a little older. I thought it wouldn't be until she was around 10 before I could read this with her, but I'm happy that it's simple enough that I'll be able to read it to her maybe when she's around 3-7 Not too scary, not too detailed and while the movie is phenomenal, I really enjoyed this book as well.

The Folk of the Air series: I read them all. There were things in this I enjoyed. I liked the world building of the faerie realm. I also enjoyed some of the politics. But the book had its faults too. It's very teenager-ish. Which isn't inherently bad. The Raven Boys is proving to be better at it though. Jude and Cardan were... at times hard to read. It was quite predictable at times and it's not the best enemies to lovers book out there but I managed to finish it and I did enjoy it. It's something I would recommend to people, but not something I would rave about like I would the Wheel of Time.

I'm looking for other books to read after this. So far my list is:

The rest of the Raven Cycle (3 books) The Way of Kings series (These are so long and there's like 4 books) The Wheel of Time (Book 3 and maybe 4) God of War Inkheart

If there's anything else you would recommend let me know. If anyone has read any Robin Hobb books let me know if they're any good, I'm looking for a good fantasy series.

Also also if anyone knows if someone has written a Davy Jones and Calypso book let me know. I wish Disney had decided to do a prequel on them or at least release a book but I have yet to find one.

[sophieinwonderland]

Wishing for anti-endos to loose all their friends and spaces and to be ostracized does not help pro-endos. It makes anti-endos even more set in their beliefs. It makes people who are on the fence go "yikes, I guess the anti-endos are right". I'm firmly pro-endo and your recent post makes me want to take some distance. This isn't how we gain allies.

I know, these people suck. I know, it hurts to constantly be excluded and hated for the way our brains work or the reason why they work that way. I know, many anti-endos are too far gone and aren't people that you or I can reason with unless they decide to unpack their shitty beliefs.

But posts threatening them is not the way to go. They already see us as the enemy. We don't need to add fuel to the fire. Let's make sure people who are on the fence or who don't know much about non-traumagenic systems see us acting in ways that make them want to listen to our side instead of the fakeclaimers. Let's make sure anti-endos who are starting to rethink their beliefs feel like it's safe for them to do so and to start listening to pro-endos.

I'm sure this post is gonna get lots of interaction. But if it makes people less likely to read your studies, to listen to your arguments, to hear out the systems messaging you about their experiences? That's all for nothing.

I... actually think adding fuel to a fire can be useful sometimes. As long as you can keep it a controlled burn.

I'm counting on most anti-endos on Tumblr who would be scrolling through the syscourse tag already having me blocked. They won't see my post.

I'm counting on neutrals probably not following my blog or the syscourse tag either one. And most of those that do follow syscourse have already made their minds up about me.

I made that post for a very specific audience. One that doesn't actually need anyone to fuel its fire because they've built an entire community on seeking out systems to mock and attack. They already cherry pick the worst posts they can find to keep their friend group indoctrinated. So adding one more to the pile shouldn't matter to that specific group.

I don't think anything I say is actually going to make them hate the endogenic community more than they already do because they're surrounded constantly by people who will always reinforce that very generalized hate.

But I do think I can direct that hate they already have. Focus it as much as possible on one specific person. Me.

And the more they see me as a threat, (whether or not I am,) the more hateful they respond to me, the more their community will crack.

Users will be more likely to break their rules, making moderation in their subreddit more difficult for the unpaid mod team who will hopefully start rethinking how much of their life they want to dedicate to a hatesub moderating an angry userbase with nothing to show for it.

And while a slim hope, I'm waiting for them to be pushed far enough for Reddit to ban the whole subreddit.

So yeah. I don’t mind tossing as much fuel on the fire as possible if there's a chance their ableist hatesub burns.

Besides... I'm not actually saying anything untrue.

Plurality IS going to become more accepted. They ARE losing the scientific argument. And anti-endos and cringizens WILL lose friends and community support as plural acceptance spreads unless they're willing to change. A safe space for endogenic systems can never be one that houses anti-endos.

This is not a threat. This is a promise. It's a natural result of progress. And I'll do my part to accelerate this. But it's going to happen with or without my involvement.

I'm just making sure that when it does and they go looking for someone to blame because things have gone bad in their lives and their bigotry caught up with them, they'll direct their anger toward me instead of anyone else.

(Although maybe they can direct it inwards too since, you know, it was their fault for being bigots. But I think that would be too much to ask for.)

[essayofthoughts]

OK, so I know it was a long time ago, but you once called Tony Stark Stans virulent.

I agree.

So full disclosure I am far more of Bucky fan and don't care about Wanda all that much, however the way they try to blame Wanda for everything Tony does in AoU and after is something I can identify with.

Its actually very similar to how they victim-blame Bucky for everything that happens in Civil War when legit he was minding his own business not hurting anyone at all for 2 years before all hell broke loose due to Zemo. Also, the way they try and what Tony did to him in the final fight as a "normal human reaction" is just deeply disturbing. No. Beating him up, punching him, heck maybe even trying to shoot him once would have been a normal human reaction.

What Tony did was a brutal and vicious sustained attack lasting several minutes with multiple weapons and involved attacking Bucky when he was down and attacking from behind. (The kick to the face was especially nasty, since he was a) already down and b) was no actual threat. This is also an *unarmed man* who has to resort to hand-to-hand fighting whereas TOny is the equivalent of a flying tank and armed to the teeth.

I am sorry, but calling that a "normal human reaction" makes me think some of them might legitimately have psychotic tendencies.

To be absolutely fair to the Tony stans I do think that responding to the revelation of who killed your parents with anger and grief and a desire to lash out is a "normal human reaction". The difference lies in scale and capability - as you say, Tony's basically a flying tank, which means his capacity for retaliation is far beyond what most people have! And, further, Bucky is unarmed! Bucky is fleeing! Bucky has managed to live peacefully without hurting a soul since getting free of HYDRA until other people elect to fuck it up for him. Tony is very much directing his anger towards someone who is another victim of HYDRA's bullshit and taking that anger out on them and while that is understandable - who wouldn't be angry and upset in his situation? - the fact he is using all of his weaponry (after saying he won't sell weapons anymore, after seeing the horror they can commit, but it's okay, isn't it, if it's him wielding them?) and using them on a target who is themselves a victim and who is very clearly not wanting to fight back, who is unarmed, who is fleeing? That crosses every line.

But yeah - I'm a fan of Bucky too and the way he gets treated as a prop in a lot of Tonystan metas and works annoyed the hell out of me before I gave up MCU as a bad bet. The way the stans write WinterIron is just... jesus christ what is wrong with their perspective on the world? I also really hate how they try to claim that what Wanda did to Tony was just like what HYDRA did to Bucky which... no! Wanda in essence triggered Tony, but he had already been working on Ultron before! Bucky was brainwashed, mind-wiped and utterly controlled by HYDRA, and any time he objected "but... I knew him." they hit him and mindwiped him again! Bucky was given no freedom, Tony was hurt yes, but he was free to act on his fears, that was the point. Firstly that Tony be and bring about his own downfall, and Secondly that Tony is fully capable of doing that himself with very little cause. If Tony went through therapy and learned to recognise when he was feeling provoked or triggered, to take a deep breath and think things through, would he have used the sceptre behind the team's back to make Ultron? Signs point to Significantly less likely.

It's this very particular thing you see in a lot of fandom spaces where one character is picked as the Blorbo Who Can Do No Wrong, and so their agency gets denied at every turn. Every bad thing that happened? That's someone else's fault. Someone else made them do it, the Blorbo would never do anything like that on their own.

And... it's incredibly boring! It's also incredibly childish and a really infantile approach to fiction. Part of why I like both Wanda and Bucky is that both of them are fully capable of doing bad, even terrible things, be that under their own power or when influenced by others - and both have the capacity to feel terrible for it! Bucky keeps to himself and hides and does his best to avoid hurting people again! Wanda has a whole panic attack and needs a pep talk to believe she can fight to right the wrongs she committed, and we don't see her play around in minds much after AOU! Both of these people learn things - about themselves and about others - that cause them to change and grow, meanwhile Tony is stuck in his character roundabout, repeating the same cycle, never growing, and his fans look at this infantile writing and go "... PEAK".

Anyway thanks for this ask! That meta is years old at this point but I'm glad it's still making the rounds and hitting a chord with people!

[lautity]

they are so intertwined.....no one will ever understand them. not even each other. ESPECIALLY not each other......worst luck Ever to fall in love with a girl who is your direct opposite but also the exact same person......and you can never truly love her the way you want or think she deserves but also it is irrelevant what you think because she looks at you like you're her whole world and You Are. and she is yours. and even if you know it is slowly killing you both she will always be there. even when she's not. the absence of something is also its presence. and one night she's sitting on your windowsill smoking and looking out at the streets and you teasingly say "you know that'll kill you" and she looks back at you and says "so will this, though. so will you" but there's no trace of anger or any indication that she wants it any other way.

i didn't say their name but you thought about them didn't you

they sicken me. the thing killing you is also the only thing keeping you alive in a sort of twisted mutual parasitism. i keep thinking about how they feed into each other's worst traits...... steph is an endless void to be filled with attention and lex is kind of drunk on the feeling of being needed + in control. i need them both dead

okay i got extremely off topic just talking about why they're even together. sorry

lex cant stand most people, because most people are painfully stupid. initially, lex likes her because she's cynical. she isn't an idiot, she doesn't sugar-coat shit, she's anti-authority to a fault. lex was basically born an anarchist, obviously she thinks its hot based when the mayor's daughter commits crimes.

steph thinks they're cool. they live in the grunge-punk scene she's always yearned for (from the comfort of her 4-bedroom home). they play music and smoke weed and don't care what anyone thinks. steph cares too much, all the time, so this is quite impressive.

and getting attention from lex is like drawing blood from a stone. it's so rare and so valuable and steph is very quickly hooked on it. half-smiles and smirks and shotgun kisses and their approval after a smooth shoplifting run. it makes her feel special.

i think steph's. consistency? devotion? is a big appeal for lex. she's just there, all the time, she's down to go anywhere or do anything lex wants, just to be around her. nobody has ever been there for her. and steph doesn't leave when things get hard, despite her background. lex appreciates the commitment, even if she thinks it's stupid. she doesn't know what she's done to deserve it. a Lot of people have failed them. like. basically everyone they've ever met. but they know steph is unconditionally reliable*. maybe lex even feels a little safe around her. maybe. i think this trust persists after they break up (and get back together, and break up, ad nauseam), because steph is truly incapable of moving on from anyone, ever. steph won't let her die. steph will bail her out, steph will protect her, steph will find her next hit, steph will drag her out of hell over and over. the love of a dog for her master is notorious, even in the agony of death. * unconditionally reliable... for lex. your mileage may vary.

i Do think they have to sort of confront how toxic this is, after a major fight. probably a physical fight. probably a physical fight that awakens some feelings about violence. conveniently, they have found a fantastic outlet for all this frustration lex has. it sates steph's desire to be useful and to constantly be giving (because it doesn't feel like love if she isn't tearing herself to pieces). the worse lex treats her, the clingier she gets. it's fascinating.

sigh. sorry. i am actually insane about the levels of fucked up they could achieve though. intentionally triggering your partner.... steph has been known to goad lex to anger (because it's hot). lex may have once or twice accidentally-on-purpose caused steph to split, just. to see. things they're both aware of but not discussing. an open secret. because neither of them really mind. even though it hurts

[schmedterlingfreud]

May I ask what is your stance on feminism?

Sure! It makes me vomit, plain and simple.

I think modern feminism bases its narrative on shitting on the backs of what men have built for women and with women through the history of mankind.

Modern feminists are nothing more than ungrateful whiney brats, accommodated by a decaying society that right now needs strong men more than ever. They are hypocrites who scream at Patriarchy in a Western society, from their privileged homes and positions, without ever spending a single word to denounce those Countries and cultures that kill women just for the guilt of showing their hair.

I'm tired of living in a society that accommodates women like them, a society that puts them in positions they don't deserve just because they are women and not because of their true merits. And we all see the consequences, right? Plane crashes, forests on fire, collapsed bridges. Modern feminism isn't about equality,  it's about sinking men in favor of women who don't deserve to take their place.

I'm sick and tired of double standards. I'm tired of seeing men and the Patriarchy blamed for every flaw in modern society, and I'm tired of seeing children educated under this narrative. Girls are taught that they are capable of anything, that they are unique and special (spolier alert: we are not), while boys are only taught not to be Toxic.

Every day I see the world moving forward in this direction, and I am terrified by the thought of living in a world ruled by these so called progressive women. It literally makes me puke how the mainstream media, Hollywood, and corporations brainwash the younger generations into believing that a world governed by women would be more just, equal and ideal. Anyone who has worked with women even for just a day knows that this is not the case.

Women may fight many enemies, true, but I've always thought that women themselves are women's first and most feared enemies.

I'm speaking too much from my personal experiences? Maybe? But honestly I don't care anymore. In fact, I have always suffered the greatest cruelty and injustices from women hands. I have never seen those much vaunted qualities in practice: solidarity, collaboration, justice, sensitivity.

"Boo-ohh, but it's not their fault, it's the Patriarchal Society that pushes women to behave like this"

No! Fuck this shit! Women can be mean, cruel, stupid, useless, and our behavior is our responsibility, period.

... e ora vediamo quanto ci impiega l'amabile e tollerantissimo tumblr a bannarmi per aver osato parlare male delle femministe :D

[nightingaletrash]

Okay, so in Pádraic's route, the Voice (presumably Caine) says something about how he is 'the seed from which we will grow anew'. In the Jester ending, Pádraic ceases to exist as he is assimilated into the Malkavian Collective. Meanwhile, in Kali's ending, it's implied that she's now beginning to be influenced by Zapathasura’s blood. My guess is that its Caine influencing her, and that she's intended for a similar role to Pádraic - the seed from which we will grow anew. In essence, a renewal of the blood as part of the cycle of Gehenna. Rejuvenating a bloodline so that its existence is perpetuated, and 'saving the Ravnos' as Reynard wished to.

But in Pádraic's Reckoning ending, the Voice wonders if it was 'wrong about the Raven' before discarding him in anger. Not him, but Kali, which on the surface is an odd thing to say when Pádraic made that choice of his own accord without Kali's direct input. But then I can see there being a couple of different intents behind this particular line:

The first possibility is that the Voice didn't intend for Pádraic to actually care about Kali. It constantly influences his approach to her, advising him either to encourage his first thought or to sway him to the alternative. It actively helps him to become someone that she trusts, someone that she believes is fully on her side and cares for her so that when the back-to-back betrayals come, it is as devastating as possible, because then there is no one she can trust but herself, and Pádraic will be left with a choice: either he accepts the Voice's offer and is assimilated into the Collective, or he is destroyed by the sun. And because he'd care for his answers more than anything, of course he'd never say no. They are both pushed to the brink of ultimate betrayal - one being Dominated, the other being Staked - and it gives them every reason to hate one another and to leave them with nothing and no one ever again.

Except it doesn't work out that way. Kali acknowledges that the fault isn't their's, that they've both been used and manipulated and made desperate. And Pádraic isn't the slightest bit angry with her; he's terrified, but even so he wants to reassure her that he understands, he wants to comfort her, to let her know that he doesn't blame her. And ultimately, his refusal is based on what Kali says - that he's trapped in this endless cycle of empty promises that lead to more promises but never an answer - and he decides that he just wants some damned peace.

So the Voice is angry with regards to Kali because Pádraic chose to care about her and valued what she said.

The second is that the Voice intended for Pádraic's betrayal to wound Kali so deeply that she would never trust another person, which would then leave her vulnerable to manipulation through the vial, while also leaving Pádraic with a choice: ask the question and be assimilated into the Collective, or refuse and be destroyed by the sun.

Except Kali is Kali, and despite how hurt she is, and how shaken her trust in her own judgement is, she decides to be unpredictable once more and goes to Mato for help. She decides to trust her judgement of his character - that he is a good person, and that he will go to any lengths to save Pádraic, even if it means risking the sun - and he proves her right. And Pádraic's choice of 'assimilate or die' is altered, and that makes the Voice angry because that's not how Kali was supposed to respond. She wasn't supposed to extend her trust once more, and Pádraic was either going to play his role or be destroyed. Instead he gets to be free and he chooses to pursue Kali, which then jeopardises whatever manipulations are planned for her.

So yeah: Pádraic wasn't supposed to care about Kali as deeply as he did in the end, and Kali wasn't supposed to trust anyone ever again, yet she did. And now Caine is stomping his feet because what do you mean you can forgive someone who's wronged you so terribly? What do you mean that love and care can transcend betrayal, and that forgiveness can be given so freely?

(anyway white wolf make Pádraic's Reckoning ending canon or I'm burning everything)

[davekat-sucks]

When you say "most of the fandom" hates Jade, are you referring to most of the "Nu" Fandom, or across homestucks entire lifespan? I don't remember this same hate for Jade being nearly as prevalent previously, though that being said I was never particularly active on forums. But at least from the Fanfic side of things she never seemed to be put in particularly "I hate you, so suffer" positions. Dog dick jokes aside of course, because that was actually funny before they made it Dubiously Canon (even though the implications is that it changed when she fused with her Sprite). I don't mind that sort of thing being explored story-wise mind you, but like the Vast Majority of things Whatpumpkin and their lackies create they do it in the most shit way possible (with admittedly a few cool or interesting things coming through as well. sometimes.) I mean hell, speaking of that if ANYONE should have been put onto the Trans bandwagon it should have been Jade if thats the direction they were going in. Explore that shit, how does a previous cis teenage girl deal with the emotional shitshow of having their body radically change, to our understanding, irreversibly (at least without some kind of weird BS being pulled out to make it happen.) Like of all the kids, surely, if this is how you want to approach this, Jade should have been the pick and not John (Toblrone wish aside. we all know why these Tourists jumped onto it. it doesn't need to be said again.) I mean its as if they didn't already have Roxy in a *lot* of fan interpretations be Trans as well. Definitely not. I mean you could have Jade be straight Futa and still explore this sort thing. It'd actually be an interesting take with some originality to it, even if I'd still prefer they just... didn't, tbh. It'd at least have some Merit and be doing something thats not normally touched on (even in genderbendy stuff, its sort of something glossed over. usually because its either temporary or its being fetishized, which is also fine but isn't the point of the discussion.)

alternatively, since Dirk in-story straight up has Author Powers couldn't he just... change it? he's literally been given ultimate power over the Narrative, so, unless he's just the worst (Which I'd believe at this point. never much cared for Dirk originally but I could at least give him credit and some respect for what he did and was trying to do a lot of the time but at this point...) like these are all his friends, yea? Why can't he just fix shit, reasonably speaking. Not that he ever will since the current Authors hate a lot of what the old fandom loved like RoseMary and the like but I digress. In-universe surely Dirk *must* be viewed as nothing less than (perhaps lesser) second coming of Lord English. at least in regards to the characters if not the Paradox Space at large of course. Anything going wrong in the story can realistically speaking be laid bare at his feet and labeled as explicitly his fault and his problem. At least with Hussie's self insert he was still (in regards to the meta-narrative, from an in-universe perspective) still beholden to the story itself, and many aspects of the story by the nature of Paradox Space. But Dirk? Even if we leave him beholden to paradox space which is BS since everything post-game is dubiously canon and thus anything is possible, therefore he is in all due reality not beholden to the more general Laws of Paradox space since doomed offshoots can kind of just exist as their own thing now, he is *not* beholden in any real way to anyone else besides himself, much like Caliborn/LE. And to top it all off, *even if* Dirk is, lets say, in some 4th wall breaking turn of events that isn't cushioned by The Most Excellent of all hosts Doc Scratch, is beholden Narratively Speaking to the Current IRL Authors of Homestuck Dirk has made little to no gripes about it. Nor narratively tried to do anything about it (which other characters have done previously, LE both as himself (Caliborn) and via his Emissary, Vanguard and Host Doc Scratch (albeit generally through moving Agents across the board. and usually to very little success. or literally like in that chess game). as it would still narratively be within his power to Bitch about it even if he has to play his role. But no, everything is going according to plan, presumably. Keikaku Doori, as I'm sure Dirk would have no problem saying in both an Ironic and Unironic fashion. This spiraled away from my original ask, sorry about that. but jegus do these people leave a lot to Gripe about, even when compared to the Original webcomic.

Nu-fandom is mostly what I refer to people hating on Jade. As for Dirk's powers, I think it's a little different compared to a Retcon. He can change the characters emotions and feelings about a thing, but it has to tie within the narrative or story in-universe. That or likely Andrew Hussie and Whatpumpkin (now James Roach and HICU), are picking and choosing what to fix and what not. Like Dirk FORCING Davekat to happen and nu-fandom is oblivious to it after Epilogues was out for years. Even ask this, "Why should the gay guy retcon a dog dick girl from one of the writer's who had a futa fetish years back?" And you don't have to say sorry. It's cool.

[archivalofsins]

I feel like there are some who need a reminder that Milgram isn't responsible for how they respond to it.

For example, if someone is direct messaging, spam reporting, block evading, creating entire superstitions, parroting nationalistic talking points, parroting racist talking points, and over all treating fictitious characters like they matter more than real people then they should have been reflecting on themselves long before Milgram started and I hope they do some day. Honestly, I really don't want people to forget how many within this community have chosen to behave over a show. Maybe it's petty, and it's definitely due to how I've personally been directly impacted by this behavior.

Yet, I think people believe they get an "I can treat others however I want" card because that's, "How milgram is it was made to be divisive if people can't handle that don't talk about it or block lol", "I don't have to respect anyone it's not that serious", "Others just need to think about my feelings and how the way they talk about these topics make me feel. It's others' fault for making the little amount of "real fans" of the series look even worse by talking about bad things the characters may have done."

I don't know how to explain to people that's not how anything works anymore, and I actively hope the people who have behaved this way and negatively impacted others feel ashamed of their actions. Honestly, the shit I know that some of the people here have for sure done is absolutely disgusting. Either way, it's good to have a myriad of examples about how not to act in fandom. Even though the easiest way to avoid being a total piece of shit is to remember that this space is shared with other people who have feelings too and being considerate of that fact.

Because no media is responsible for how a person chooses to act in real life even if they are reacting to it. Believing that is as good as saying it's the books fault it was banned.

I react the way I do to Milgram because I like it and want to talk about it. I talk about the things I do because I care about Milgram, and I care about the things I've talked about it through it. The series isn't holding a gun to my head, forcing me to. To me, this is not a fight against anyone else's opinions. I'm not talking about things in order to defend myself when I'm discussing Milgram.

It is completely different when I talk about the real-life actions of others within this fandom that have negatively impacted me. Those people aren't Milgram, regardless of how much they act like they're in the series themselves.

Let's be serious for a moment. Individuals who act in these ways and fandoms that behave this way are not the media itself. This is why a lot of people have learned to separate a piece of media from its fandom. This isn't the medias fault. It's just a portion of the audience who are a bit too immature to handle the material in a way that is not harmful to others or themselves. It's up to the individual to reexamine how they engage with media and whether it's healthy or not.

"Well, if you really think about it, this is how this is all Milgram's fault."

No one can do that for them, but we can all recognize that treating others poorly is a rancid way to respond to fiction, and there's a sort of entitlement to believing it's not. Right out the gate, Jackalope said he and by proxy Milgram aren't responsible for anything that happens and people are still going,

Like legitimately I had to mediate a falling out in the kagepro fandom in like 2014 due to a couple breaking up and one of the people in said relationship deciding to harrass the other online. The person doing the harrassment legit told me,

It's no surprise that the people who treat others like this under the guise of anonymity or behind the scenes while going around presenting themselves publicly as safe spaces for pocs, lgbtqia, neurodivergent and other basic stuff- Acting all nice, sending people birthday wishes, and going it's all in good fun while simultaneously sending very purposeful and targeted harassment to people for talking about a piece of fiction have issues taking accountability for themselves. Everything they do and how they do it is to avoid having to take accountability ever. At least, that's what seeing others behave that way has led me to believe.

Not even here but in other fandoms as well. I recognized early on that a lot of people don't even view other individuals online as real. They can easily say things like, "I'm not your friend, family, I don't know you, and you don't know me. So, I don't have to care about your feelings."

"Well, you know how it is. It was just an online relationship it wasn't meant to be anything serious even if I said we were dating. It was just something to kill time, really. Isn't it weird that they took it so seriously lol creepy."

I at nineteen knew this was a fucked up way to treat someone else's feelings. I knew it was even worse to then consistently portray this other person as stalking them online to their hundred of followers even though that wasn't true. I also knew my friend didn't want to be involved with this any longer. That it was just getting them more harrassment and each time they would get comfortable online again like clockwork here came bozo the clown with another tumblr post about how they're so uncomfy with their crazy stalker having internet access at all actually or just continuing to use their blog instead of moving to a new one. Or making/assisting with the creations of animatics. I'm very aware of how people like this who announce themselves as safe spaces that care about everyone and never want to hurt anybody really are behind closed doors. One has to either be naive or a special sort of manipulative to feel the need to announce that they are, in fact, a special sort of decent or good human being that all marginalized groups are safe around.

The only thing seeing people behave like this has taught me is that legitimately, there's always going to be bad actors like that. It's annoying, but to an extent, I'm also very happy that I've managed to create an atmosphere where people like that will escort themselves far away from me. Because being in it is worse than being outside of it by miles.

People like this tend to forget that actions speak louder than words. Some truly believe that just putting that in a bio is help enough, and regardless of how they treat real people at the end of the day, they're still doing their part. All because they said they are. I'm aware of this sort of thinking because my first fandom experiences online was a fucking kagepro rp one. I got to see people argue over how rping ocs was lesser than rping canon characters and dogpile on one user because they mistakenly dated the most toxic person on earth at the time.

The people causing these issues at the time, just like now, were all early college age. The person they were dogpiling on for this shit and the people they were having mediate high schoolers. The only other adult there was me, which is why I was asked to mediate later because me and this person were the same age. So, this is not my first fandom bullshit show.