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You're in love with your best friend. And you initiate touch and intimate conversations all the time but it's kinda just you saying really long, sweet stuff and him going "yeah" and "cool" so you're not sure if he likes you, but you do catch him looking at you sometimes so maybe. Then for the first time in your almost decade long relationship he initiates one of those long, intimate conversations and gives a very sweet full length speech of his own, and his teary eyed telling you how lovable you are, but it's actually all just to get you to definitely not break up with your girlfriend.
You are Mike Wheeler.
The rough thing is this is actually a very comprehensible timeline. Whereas Will is receiving mad mixed signals and convincing himself he isn't, Mike actually receiving pretty consistent and logical signals with only a few contradictory thrown in there that Will doesn't reciprocate his feelings. He is the only initiator and Will is enthusiastic about what he gives but he doesn't give much back. Not that Mike is unhappy with that dynamic, it just doesn't exactly provide much "proof". So when Will wants him to stay with El, while it's a bit confusing given his past jealousy, it would shift Mike's perspective of past events more than being directly contradictory to a confusing extent. I totally get why Mike believes what he does.
You are Will Byers
#byler dynamic#this one is much more straightforward#unreciprocated byler#mike wheeler#byler#stranger things#byler povs#byler mixed signals
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Recreational Food
I admired the scenery as we walked. “I’m glad we came during the dry season. Looks like there wouldn’t be much solid ground otherwise.” This wide flat area was pretty clearly the flood plains for the river just over the hillside, with several tiny plateaus where huge trees had escaped getting washed away. Everything else was dirt.
Paint spread her arms beside me, basking in the sun like the little lizardy alien she was. “I’m just glad to be outside! It’s been so long since we had a delivery on an actual planet, not to mention one that smells nice.”
It smelled like dry river mud to me, which was nice enough, but maybe those trees were extra appealing to Heatseeker senses. There was a scent of something kind of like rosemary on the breeze, now that I thought about it.
Paint was still talking. “We’re not even in a hurry today! The drop-off went fine, so we can stroll back to the ship at our own pace. This is lovely. I could stay out here all day.”
The ground rumbled. Splashes and the bleats of distressed animals sounded from the direction of the river. The rumbling got louder.
I asked, “Are you familiar with the concept of ‘jinxing it’?”
Before Paint could answer, a stampede swept over the hill toward us. Paint screamed and bolted. I ran after her, frantically searching for a plateau that was both climbable and close.
“This one!” I yelled over the noise of what had to be hundreds of alien fauna. Vaguely buffalo-shaped things without horns. I’d study them more closely when they weren’t closing in fast. Paint barely heard me, so I towed her over to the plateau and boosted her up. She wasn’t a natural climber, but she made do, scrambling to safety with me close behind. We made it out of trampling range just in time.
I clambered up and lay flat under the spreading tree while Paint hyperventilated beside me, an ocean of brown fur rolling by underneath. The rocky ground shook and the tree showered us with leaves. But the branches didn’t fall and neither did we, and eventually the herd calmed down from whatever had startled them.
The problem was, they calmed down before they finished passing our tiny island. Thundering footsteps slowed to a mooing, moaning amble, with buffalo-things surrounding us for a good distance in all directions.
My phone rang. We both twitched. Luckily the animals were loud enough to miss it. I pulled the phone from my pocket, hands vibrating with adrenaline, and answered a call from the captain.
“Are you safe?” she asked, her voice distant over the phone. “We got a report of local fauna moving unexpectedly.”
I laughed, wide-eyed while Paint tried to get her breathing under control. “Yeah, we barely made it. I’m not sure how we’re going to get back, though. They’re all around us, and I don’t like our chances if we try to just walk through.”
“Yes, don’t get too close.” I heard claws on keys as Captain Sunlight checked the local information bank. “These creatures are known to be hostile. They also treat approaching shuttles like threats, which doesn’t bode well for an air rescue.”
I tried to breathe deeply and get my heart rate back to normal. “Threats that they should attack, or run from?”
“This says they face off with shuttles, and defend whatever territory they’re occupying at the time. Attempts to chase them away have been unsuccessful, as have attempts to lead them away.”
“Yeah, that’s the worst,” I said, glancing up at the thick branches above. “Our vertical access is garbage right now anyway. We’d have a hard time getting into a shuttle.”
Paint was looking a little more calm, though worried. “Maybe they’ll wander away on their own?”
I relayed the question in case Captain Sunlight hadn’t heard it. She said, “Maybe. Let me contact the local authorities for more information. Stay safe; I’ll call you back.”
I said goodbye and put the phone away, then just lay there listening to my heartbeat and the various grunts from below. Paint sniffed audibly, no doubt appreciating the spicy tree smell. I tried to enjoy the view. The buffalo-things had heavy paws instead of hooves, and their faces were misshapen to my Earth eyes, more mooselike than anything. The thick brown fur was normal enough, though.
I was trying to think of what breed of dog it reminded me of when a cloud covered the sun.
A dark cloud. The kind that might be full of rain.
“Oh no,” I said.
“That can’t be rain,” Paint said, scrambling up. “It’s not the rainy season!”
I got to my feet, clutching a branch. “It could be rain. A flash flood might solve one of our problems, but…”
“Oh, that would be so much worse!” Paint hugged her arms close. The air hadn’t gotten that much cooler yet, but rain could be bad for a cold-blooded Heatseeker. And that was even without considering whether we’d have to swim for it.
I looked around frantically. “There’s got to be something we can do. Maybe throw a rock and scare them into stampeding away again?”
We scoured the rocky plateau, but nothing came off bigger than a fingernail, and the only things up there aside from the tree were some sparse bits of grass/moss and stray dirt. Even the tree didn’t have any small branches that looked easily snapped off; they were all thick limbs. I could probably climb out over the herd if I really needed a stick, but that did not look worth it.
I checked my pockets. “Wait, I have food. Maybe that’ll help.” We’d left right before lunch, and I’d grabbed a few portable things in case the delivery took too long. I thought hard about what kind of food these creatures might like, and how they might react to it, as I knelt and emptied my pockets onto the ground.
It was all Earth stuff from the import sector of the last space station we’d stopped at. A packet of turkey jerky. Freeze-dried strawberries. A tube of peanut butter that had thankfully not ruptured in the scramble up here. Pop Rocks.
I picked up that last one, thinking fast.
Paint was reading the label on the peanut butter. “Oh, this is the one some of your people are allergic to. I suppose it’s too much to hope these creatures are as well?”
“I have a better idea,” I said, eyeing the lowest branch. It was sturdy. There were creatures below. And they were all wet from the river. I turned to Paint. “Throwing something might startle them enough to stampede if we hit one just right, but I’ll bet that’s not as startling as the sound of sudden hissing from the back of their neck.”
“Which of your foods does that??” Paint asked.
I held up the brightly colored package. “Recreational food. They’re basically sugar crystals with tiny pockets of compressed air inside. They pop and hiss when they dissolve.”
Paint shook her head. “I’m not even going to ask why.”
“Great.” I shoved the package into a thigh pocket that I’d be able to reach easily, then hooked an arm over the branch and climbed up.
“Be careful!”
“I will,” I said as the clouds darkened further. Lying on the branch like a particularly awkward jungle cat, I scooted over the edge of the plateau. None of the creatures seemed to notice, busy as they were in nosing the dusty ground for sprouted grass, or whatever passed for it here. Good. I wanted their heads down.
When I was over a big one, I stopped and got out the pack, oh so carefully. Dropping it now could well be the kind of mistake I’d regret for a long time. I ripped open the package with care, knees clamped around the branch, as thunder rumbled closer than I’d like.
Then I gauged the angle carefully, and poured a stream of Pop Rocks directly onto the buffalo-thing’s neck.
I heard it crackle and pop as the sugar dissolved in the wet fur. Suddenly everything was panicked bellows and the thunder of feet. I clung to the branch, hoping desperately that it wasn’t about to snap off under my weight. All I could see below me was waves of brown fur.
It felt like the stampede went on for longer this time. Maybe because I didn’t have any climbing to distract me; all I could do was hold onto the branch like the most desperate of baby monkeys, and hope it held.
It held.
Finally the rumbling footsteps receded over the hill, leaving churned-up dirt below and a very grateful Paint behind me.
“You did it! It worked! Now let’s go; I think I see rain!”
She was right. I shimmied back onto solid ground to pick up the rest of my snacks, shoving them into pockets alongside the crumpled Pop Rocks package, then I helped Paint scramble down from the plateau.
Wind had picked up, blowing rain towards us in a visible wall from the west. But something silver glinted in the sky to the north, which grew swiftly into the welcome sight of a local rescue shuttle.
We ran for it. It landed on the riverbed, door open and arms waving from inside, and we dove in just before the rain hit.
“Safe!” Paint exclaimed as the door shut and a Frillian in a uniform guided her into a chair. “That was too many close calls for one day!”
I followed the directions to take my own seat as the shuttle lifted off. A different Frillian handed me a blanket, though I didn’t need it. Nice and warm, though. I asked Paint, “Ready to go back to the indoors for a while?”
She settled a heat shawl around her shoulders and sighed with relief. “I suppose so. Much less chance of getting trampled or frozen there.”
The official next to me asked, “What caused the herd to move away? We were told they had surrounded the area.”
I grinned and dug out the crumpled package. “Recreational food!” There were still a few Pop Rocks caught in one corner, so I dumped them into my mouth to demonstrate. The expressions on the rescuers’ faces were great as the candy hissed and popped on my tongue. “I poured thith down on a big one,” I explained around it.
Paint added, “It worked great! Scared them right away.”
The officials exchanged a look, then asked to see the package. I happily handed it over and explained where I’d gotten it. Paint said our courier ship would be happy to arrange a delivery of some if they wanted.
By the time we reached our ship, the local officials were ready to talk to the captain about ordering some recreational Earth food, to use for an entirely different purpose than it was made for. But that would hardly be the first time.
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These are the ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book.
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The sequel novel is in progress (and will include characters from these stories. I hadn’t thought all of them up when I wrote the first book, but they’re too much fun to leave out of the second).
#my writing#The Token Human#humans are weird#haso#hfy#eiad#humans are space orcs#more fun with putting things to creative uses#I definitely wanted to write about this one#but it couldn't be something simple and straightforward#that would be a wasted opportunity#so now we've got a mini adventure instead#featurinnnnnng...#Pop Rocks#an edible thing that is weird by any metric#you can see why I wanted to include it in one of these stories#it just begs to be included just as much as the bubble wrap did
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The tragedy of Achilles isn't that he got mad and was punished for it through the death of his friend.
The tragedy of Achilles is that it took him ten years and a very stupid argument to realize that dying in a pointless war against people who never wronged him was a complete waste of his life and that he valued living over glory, but at that point it was too late to disentangle himself from the cycle of violence that would claim his best friend/lover and inevitably himself.
#iliad posting again#Jo wrote up a much more comprehensive and intelligent response tot he idea of Achilles' story being a straightforward one about hubris#but I am always thinking about how the hubris interpretation irks me#the minute he decided to live the gods gave him a reason to die#tagamemnon#achilles#the iliad#greek myth
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do bill and dipper ever talk about their problems or have serious conversations? We don’t see much of them in the fics— talking about the past, trauma, or insecurities, etc
Getting to that point took them quite a while, but yeah!
Dipper will occasionally talk over or bitch about his life with Bill. Opening up about his feelings. His thoughts. Get a little vulnerable, even, around his husband. It takes a bit before he can do it and get Bill to take it seriously, but that's not a fuckup Bill makes twice.
Mind you, he's still Bill about the listening. Which means about 80% of his 'advice' to Dipper is 'you should totally kill that guy', and 15% is basic commiseration couched in teasing terms. The last 5% is such shockingly insightful advice that Dipper has to do a doubletake to make sure he's still talking to the same guy. One of the perks of knowing the human mind as well as Bil does.
Bill sharing his problems, though? Whoof.
There's a guy who could spend all day whining because the last party wasn't fun enough. Bitch about other people! His day! But getting Bill to admit he has deeper feelings is a billion times worse than pulling teeth. With a crowbar.
If Dipper wants insight into Bill's deeper psyche, he's got to augur the subtle signs of it. Puzzle it out, in fact. He's gotten pretty good at guessing what's going on behind that front - but holy hell does his husband not make it easy.
#answers#These two guys are both allergic to deeper Feelings Talks so it's a pretty rare circumstance#Shit's gotta be getting Real for them to be straightforward#I imagine one of the things Dipper HAS gotten deeper into with Bill at this point is the Parent situation#Not that he was intending to; Bill just asked what was up with that and before he knew it he was spilling a LOT of feelings everywhere#Bill's advice was still 'you should kill those guys' but a little more seriously than his usual. Dipper's not sure how much he really meant#As for deeper Bill feelings I imagine Dipper has some solid intuition about how Bill will respond to certain things#But basically zero idea of his past. You know. THAT past.#It's gonna be a LONG time before that comes to light. A VERY long time.
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Maybe this is a second chance for both of us. That's a nice way to think of it.
Sam Arondekar and Hetty Woodstone in CBS Ghosts (2021-)
My @cbsghostsdaily Spooky Gift Exchange gift for @piggiecat! I hope you like it :)
#cbsghostsdaily#ghostsgiftexchange#cbs ghosts#*stumbles out of photopea covered in blood*#very grateful that it exists very grateful that it is free but I feel like I have to learn how to do things in roundabout ways#that would be much more straightforward in photoshop#i've never done multiple gifs on one canvas before so that was a challenge! it took me a while to figure out but i got there eventually lol#ghostlygifs
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so i’ve been. THINKING lately.
you can find many similarities in both stories but there are also huge differences…
in cain and abel’s story cain murders his younger brother because of his jealousy and because god preferred abel over him, which is obviously similar to how chuck’s pride made him envious of jimmy because he’s more likeable and made their mom laugh etcetera etcetera..but i’d say abel was a pure guy, he didn’t do anything bad, he was like. basically the purest human being at that time (well it’s not really difficult to be the best person when there’s like 4 people in the whole world and two of them literally got kicked out of heaven but anyway). and cain murdered him. which is clearly not the case with jimmy and chuck because obviously in the legal point of view chuck is a better person than jimmy …
and we’ve got esau and jacob, which is i think a really underrated story. i mean i love cain and abel but i think people often forget about those two. esau, (technically) an older brother, always gets tricked by jacob. jacob buys his birthright and steals his father’s blessing that was meant for esau. and esau rages at him because. i mean. that’s not a nice thing to do. but in the end jacob becomes one of the Main Characters in the genesis… personally i think this story is more… idk, specific? there’s just something about the younger brother constantly tricking the older to get what he wants, even though the reasons not always are completely selfish. BUT! in the end esau and jacob made peace which is (spoiler alert😨) not the case with chuck and jimmy ………..and also jacob didn’t really have a redemption arc and esau just. idk. moved on with his life. got a family and all that. so he basically became a normie. but yeah ANYWAYS!
so yeah. i’d really love to hear ur thoughts and opinions on this one because i am a little bit insane about all this stuff as you probably noticed
(also if i messed something up or if im wrong anywhere please lmk lol it’s been a while since ive read the old testament…….)
#the best thing to do at 4 am .#better call saul#jimmy mcgill#saul goodman#chuck mcgill#personally i think that. idk#cain and abel’s story is CLASSIC#everyone knows what happened to them and why it happened to them. it’s very straightforward#but honestly i think cain is too evil for chuck#i mean yeah chuck surely is fucked up but he’s not THAT bad#and i think he definitely always had some fucked up sense of love for jimmy and man they just know each other too well#while cain and abel don’t really seem to care about each other and cain is just like. yeah this guy pisses me off im going to kill him 👋bye#and esau&jacob seem to know each other reallt well and they know what they’re capable of#ALSO jacob was his moms favorite!! just like jimmy!!!!#and yeah jacob is obviously much more sly and clever than abel#but. honestly. when i think about it like this#i just. you know.#i think jimmy wouldn’t be like this fucked up if their relationship with chuck was better#i mean. i don’t THINK i KNOW#this is a fact#chuck is one of the most important figures in jimmys life#he and kim is his whole world#which is EXACTLY the thing with cain and abel. there are LITERALLY no other people in the world except for them#they are the only people that exist for each other and THEY HATE EACH OTHER#and it’s PAINFUL#(yeah im ignoring adam and eve’s existence)#while esau and jacob are like. you know. this is an important part of the plot#but no one seems to really care about it#idk how to explain there’s just so much going on there that this thing doesn’t feel that BIG and INTERESTING and IMPORTANT#man idk this is hard
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Blah more back burner stuff cause I haven’t had time to draw this week
Had an idea for a Luca type au where like they are mermaids but can look human on land and blah blah blah
Self indulgence abound
Lol supposed to go along with these
Merm designs
Baby sun
the fic (don't read the tags if you don't want spoilers)
#sundrop#moondrop#mermaid au#also don’t mind the character in one of them#hiding the plot in the tags so no one reads it#met initially when they were younger#were good friends but one day sun got too dry and became human#moon freaked out and thought the human may be the cause#went to eclipse for advice and eclipse was all “oh ye it’s defo the human that caused this#also if u continue hanging out with them more bad stuff is gonna happen to u guys trust me#eclipse just has his own baggage regarding humans#but basically that scares moon so much he decides it would be better to no longer be friends with the human#makes a kinda stupid decision to wipe the#memories of both sun and the human#he was just a kid tho so ya gotta give him a break#now tho moon is super isolated and feels bad awww#he also figures out he also gained the ability to turn human as well#while having a crisis and not knowing what to do he runs into Monty#who is just a human in this universe#and like idk they actually get along really well and Monty is a good distraction for moon and also has a good straightforward mindset#all the while Monty doesn’t know that moon is not human#moon considers telling him but chickens out#eventually Monty has to move away due to his parents getting a new job#years later both the human they befriended and Monty return to the fishing town now adults#Bright now has a fear of the ocean due to the memory wipe and decided to move back by recommendation by their therapist#exposure therapy#Monty gets caught up in a group of people who want to kill the sea monsters that have been destroying fishing boats and eating people#bright notices new developments in the town like a hotel and oil rig. also the ocean seems a lot dirtier than it used to be…#anyway I’ve reached tag limit I’ll write the rest prob never but I’ll say later to try and motivate myself#Luca au
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I didn’t know the dunmesh fanwiki situation was so dire.
#The amount of info missing or wrong???????? 😭😭#Are u not even gonna *mention* Dandan on Chil’s profile. Sick and twisted#Need to remember that xkcd geochemists comic about overestimating average knowledge. It’s fine I’m fine#So. This is the enemy i must slay I see. My rival mayhaps. The state of dunmesh fandom understanding hm.#Need to step up my game. There is so much info on Chil’s history that’s straight up unmentioned including basics like living in Kahka Brud#I’ll have to rework my masterpost to be more comprehensive & straightforward & short my god I didn’t know it was so bad#Joker laugh#i don’t want to edit the fanwikiiii i did it once for him being underweight and that was my contribution bye#To paint you a picture i checked his profile to double check if we’ve had confirmation of which daughter gave him his cowl & when#but the profile straight up doesn’t mention from who he got it. Which we know to be one of his daughters. HIS ICONIC ITEM.#ONE OF FEW FAMILY INFO AND TRIVIA HE STRAIGHT UP STATES. UNWORTHY OF MENTION????
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set out to create a serious, canonesque drawing with which to say "feel free to go in my lackadaisy tag and help me mystery speculate" but only got going when i made it bowling and the rarepair agenda
#not that i imagine anything w/mordecai's Rare so much as: diluted range of possibilities lol. probably someones on that mordecai/virgil life#when it turns out it takes several tries to start to get more solid footing at drawing characters for the first time: What The?????#i actually don't think i ever tried drawing lackadaisy before; against all odds....if i had i would've had a head start lol#lackadaisy#corned beef#any collectively used pairing name here? mordenico? nicodecai? in absence of otherwise Knowing:#nicodeme savoy#mordecai heller#me in '07 going oh my GOD this ART!!!! me in '23 going oh my GOD this ART!!!! & guess how i've always felt years in between#goddd perusing the gallery bonus art afresh recently just like WOWWW i'm SOOO#the collages of full-body drawings for book purchases i think like my GOD i love to see it. plus that the Extra Stuff gallery means there's#such a variety like. stuff that's clearly noncanon; stuff that could be / kinda is; jokes; portraits; story / characters insight....waaughh#also shoutout to everyone behind all the mordecais in KS Backer Art 1 & 2 like ''sexy mordecai please'' apparently lmao. hell yeah#anyways my Marigold Bowling Team headcanons are simple and straightforward: nicodeme w/the muscle can get a strike from the force of having#hit one pin that smashes into all the others; but don't underestimate his versatility. mordecai with the precision / method & absolutely#who you want trying to hit the only pin left on the lane. serafine's got like serpentine curveballs changing velocity halfway down the lane#and they've All got pointing a gun at the people setting pins / returning balls b/c that wasn't automated back in the twenties#back when everyone had customized printed tees....oh fun fact. a real live kitty cat crinkled that first pic's paper by jumping on it#or really; ricocheting off of it. classic#also the ''i want people to seriously consider nicodeme/mordecai. but also sillily'' purposes have me using Close Contact as a shorthand#it's earnest and can sure be [longhand] too but you go ''You Could Never HC Datingly Affection ft. An Always Touch Averse Character'' & i?#well i scoff derisively and slowly swivel my chair around to face you; arms crossed; smhing....hah. how greatly you underestimate my power.#you're throwing [hcs for a romance ft. an autistic character] & [that ft. an asexual character] & i'm grabbing them midair & Sips Them#ha ha why these replenish my health And experience bars....#Never Be Afraid To Forget To Draw Mordecai's Glasses Or That You Also Put Your Thumb In A Bowling Ball....he's warming up. or w/e.#nicodeme w/the boxing experience shoulders massage trope. giving that pep talk#or you can go ''get a strike or we kill you'' b/c you never have to find out if he's joking or not#mordecai unfazed b/c that's the stakes in this business (bowling) & he's autistic so always having to ignore Everyone being weird/confusing#haven't come up with a lackadaisy's team bowling pun name lol.#still feel free to go in my lackadaisy tag and help me brainstorm mitzi n mordecai's murder mystery ;w; enrichment
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On the topic of secrets, your person that you tell everything to is entitled to YOUR secrets, not anyone else’s. If I tell my best friend something in confidence, I know she won’t tell her husband. He gets to know everything about her, not everything about me.
Dan and Phil definitely understand that distinction and don’t share other’s secrets with each other.
THANK you you get it!!!! i've been losing my fucking mind at the attitude on my dash like... pretty much everyone is out here proving dan's point. by interpreting what he said to mean the exact opposite of what he told us. are people incapable of taking dnp at their word????
#like what?#being trustworthy in my relationships means i have emotional intimacy and support with multiple people in my life which is so much safer an#more fulfilling than the isolating trap of viewing romantic relationships as seperate and above and as something that should meet every#single one of your needs.#like. i have the support and connection w my husband. but i also have 6+ other intimate significant friendships.#there's always someone to talk to and get support from. and if i privilaged my relationship w my husband over those friendships and violate#their trust i would be living a much lonelier and emptier and less supported life.#IT'S THE MOST STRAIGHTFORWARD THING IN TBE WORLD TO ME. WHAT#jam replies#anon
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the way guilt and punishment work on the internet is actually worse than the catholic church bc if i took my mistakes to the confession booth and said a full act of contrition the priest would be like 'here are some prayers to say as your penance your sins are absolved go in peace' but if you apologize to somebody on the internet over something you've said or posted that upset them there's like always a 50% chance that they'll say 'oh well unfortunately your remorse was not expressed with a suitable level of humility so it doesn't count *you* don't decide if you're sorry *I* decide if you're sorry, fuck you forever'
#to be clear i hate the feeling of being in confession about as much as i hate the feeling of this#but it's a lot more straightforward at least#the ONE time i was on the opposite end of this situation. and i reamed somebody out until they groveled in response#i wound up feeling like the bigger asshole. because like. i was upset so i made someone else as upset as i was#and over what? a Post! on the Internet!!!! fucked up tbh#q
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juan borgia's sickly era is so scrumptious to watch!! he's tormented, he cries and sweats a lot, he's being betrayed and gaslit, he's terrified and paranoid all the time, he's losing himself under the weight of the role he was given, he's getting clingier and his voice is becoming softer, he suffers from years of pain and loneliness. i love my deeply insecure misunderstood pathetic babygirl <3
#cringefail baby ‼️❤️����#going bonkers actually#he's a wound trapped in a façade#clearly sad and unhappy all the time because he never had someone who would hold him that's why he became more and more deranged each day#which is nuts bc he really is the only straightforward one who took the whole “preserving” the family seriously without being hypocritical#but ended up being dumped in the river rip#an eternally amusing character fr even neil jordan was shocked by david's performance and how much depth he gave him iktr <3#the borgias#juan borgia#david oakes#text post
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mentors! teachers! librarians! old ladies you see at the grocery or the knitting shop once in a while! middle aged men who are regulars at the same hardware store! the teenagers who come to the local game shops board game events and THEIR little siblings!
do you believe you dont share common humanity with any of these people?????
or do you have bizarre ideas gatekeeping the "sanctity" of friendship limiting it to only people you could have gone to high school with???
"what do a 19 and a 28 year old even have in common"
WE ARE ON THIS BIG BEAUTIFUL BLUE EARTH AT THE SAME TIME, ENJOYING THE GLORIOUS EXPERIMENT THAT IS HUMANITY, GOOD SIR!!!!!
this isnt even about dating-- like fuck no you couldnt PAY me to date someone in their early twenties NOW!!! but this is how we're being about FRIENDSHIP??????
#when i was fifteen and Going Through It bc i was a Fifteen Year Old Lesbian (though i didnt KNOW that last bit)#one of my truest friendships was with the thirty five year old mother of three at church#she was the mia maids counselor in YW and she is STILL one of the coolest and most charismatic people i know#though we lost touch when their family moved out of state#her oldest is a hs senior now!! im so proud!! but to Me she's still going to be four years old forever#like. when i am Friends with a significantly younger person its not the Same as Friends with age peer#older friends tend to give more to younger friends than they take and vice versa. you dont burden a teenager with the messy details#but you listen to theirs! you give them perspective and a shoulder to cry on and they give you perspective and hope for their bright future#god.#as an Autist who really struggled getting along with my peers as a teenager i was often#relegated to babysitting (which i loved!) bc i Get kids theyre much more straightforward#or to being The Good Kid hanging at the adult table bc i was polite and thought i was So clever#i would not be Me without community#and community is just a web of people supporting each other#what is friendship if not that?
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this isn't touchstarved related i just wanna say something into a void that cares
getting ready for a concert tomorrow && i was having such horrible body image issues with my skirt x corset combo. just wasn't feeling it. so i thought i'd go a more masc western route to fit the vibe of the artist && wow i love 🩷 masc fits 🩷 i love working WITH not AGAINST my broad shoulders and Thick arms and hiding my boobs away and wow. i love gender nonconformity i love gender expression i love being free. finally free
#sincerely a big tiddy long haired girlie who loves pink but also. wants to be manly sometimes (because i am manly)#i embraced my masculinity when i changed to she/they pronouns and the way my confidence has skyrocketed..#i feel so much more comfortable with my body. my natural body. i've never felt like i fit what a girl is supposed to look like :(#and i would harm myself in various ways trying to achieve what i thought being a girl was.#idk idk idk#it was just one of those moments where i was like oh. i actually like being queer !#bc sometimes . unfortunately i wish differently so my life would be more straightforward#so hooray authenticity and feeling good in your body hooray loving yourself !!!!!#you can't be a Dainty Tiny Sweet girl when you grew up doing physical labor on a farm & having to defend yourself & having hormonal problem#surprise!!!!#get it through your thick skull bitch!!!!! (@ me)
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Poor Lestat laying in fetal position, looking so small and having dead eyes :( Armand saying he's come home was so creepy, wtf was he thinking. You know, this scene just doesn't make any sense to me, why would Lestat go out of his own will to a place that's the biggest ptsd trigger you can imagine. To punish himself I guess? Sometimes it feels like Rolin wants Lestat to have so much agency that he never allows him to be a victim. Kinda worried how they'll handle s3 wrt this. I hope they won't victim blame him for every bad thing that happened to him because 'he deserved it'.
Oh, anon, I'm sorry because this is probably not what you want to hear, but I love that Armand said that Lestat's come home by going back to the place he was turned and assaulted, because it feels really emotionally honest and true to these characters.
Claudia, Armand and Lestat are all victim-survivors, and I think the show's demonstrated that it's really curious as to what that means.
There's a school of thought that's currently becoming more understood in feminist circles that victim-survivors can often not believe each other, or diminish each other's experiences. The nature of the sort of abuse that Claudia, Armand and Lestat have all experienced is that they've had to process it to a point where they feel they are the expert of their story. They know what happeend to them, they've gone through a lot to know what happened to them, and it's a way for them to take control back of their own stories. An unfortunate side effect is that it can lead to these victim-survivors feeling they know more about your story than you.
They've survived it, so they feel they can tell who's the liar and who's the truthteller, who got off easy, who had it worse, who's stories are more than or less than, and that idea itself is a trauma response manifesting as something ugly, right? Abuse and assault are felt in so many different ways and manifest in so many diffferent forms, but this idea can take hold in victim-survivors as a means of taking control over what happened to them. If they can use - which Lestat does when he weaponises Claudia's rape against her in the train to force her to come home - undermine - which Claudia does against Lestat when she tells Louis not to take Lestat's truth as fact - or diminish - as Armand does against Lestat when he shrugs off Daniel's question about Magnus in 2.03 and talks about Lestat coming home in 2.08 - this subset of people will.
Armand is a character who has endured unimaginable sexual abuse. To divorce that from his understanding of Lestat's own trauma does both characters a huge disservice. How they navigate each other as two survivors of (very different!) forms of sexual violence is interesting, and it's unsurprising that Armand, having been groomed and assaulted by Marius, would view a maker's home as - - well, home.
And frankly regardless of that, if the show stays true to the book, Lestat will live there for a while after Magnus' death because he has no money, no one to call on, and no idea who he is now that he's been turned. Gabrielle lives with him for a while there! Magnus' tower is, in the books, a very complicated place for Lestat.
#why lestat would go there?#oh gosh anon#there are a multitude of reasons why people go back to sites of trauma#in fact it's very very common that people do#the idea that people's choices are dictated by triggers is frankly a very modern concept and one i think is#Not Real#(which is not to say that trigger warnings aren't important - they are - just how much they're engaged with varies drastically)#it's been something adopted online through therapy speak#idk#everyone i know who's been through Things - myself included - just#doesn't actually think like that#and the idea that there's any one way that trauma is processed and understood and talked about i think is either naive or actively harmful#please don't take this the wrong way#i'm not meaning it as a slap on the wrist#you're bringing up an opinion i think a lot of people have#and it's interesting to be asked about it and i'm more than open to having this discussion#especially as i'm working in these spaces at the moment#but yeah i think understanding that trauma isn't pretty or straightforward and does not make you a good ally to other survivors#(in fact can often make you a worse one)#is always an important thing to explore#iwtv asks#lestat asks#armand asks#tw sa
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kalego cares in his own little ways<3
"do you need first aid?" the first thing he says to iruma
#it just means a lot#to me at the very least#kalego cares for the misfits#all throughout the series actually but this in my perspective is one of the more noticeable and straightforward showcases#with walterpark and the tutors it looked like he was being harsh with them#even though he's utilizing his teaching skills and connections to get them to become the best versions of themselves#he cares fr<3#csoi posts#mairimashita iruma kun#mairimashita! iruma kun#mairuma#welcome to demon school iruma kun#welcome to demon school#iruma kun#m!ik#suzuki iruma#naberius kalego#csoi talks too much in tags
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