#we kinda failed at that part of class tho

[mjbythebay]

Because there's an eclipse, in latin class my teacher had us translate all these old Roman dudes thoughts and shit on eclipses and incase you didn't know they filled a basin with oil or tar so they could see the reflection of the eclipse and study it, or just watch it like normal because they were also obsessed like we are

[somelamefandomreference]

help i’m trapped in a world that won’t just let a girl watch shows under big blankets and ignore responsibilities

[littlefanficprincess]

Bruises on your pretty face

OneshotPair: Tord (post end) x reader

Song: Class Fight (Melanie Martinez)

Part 3

(A/n): The title didn't want to work

(Y/n) traces her hand over neck, trailing over to the red sweater she was wearing. She grabs the collar of it, pulling it away from her. 'This thing feels kinda ichy'

She brushes the wrinkles out the coat that covered her figuren she looks in the mirror of her room, checking if she looked tidy enough. She wanted to give an good impression on her first day.

There was a knock on the door. (Y/n) Strolls towards it, grabbing the door handle and opens the door.

On the other side stands a woman she regonises as one of generals. "(L/n), it's time to begin your first day. Are you ready?"

The (h/c) haired girl nods, closing the door behind herself. She gets lead through the facility, getting a few stares from other soldiers.

"Don't mind the other soldiers. It's been quite a while since we've gotten a new admission, I'm surprised myself" The general explains, holding her arms behind her back.

They stop at an empty training room, filled with equipment. "This is where you'll be training for the next weeks. It will just be the two of us, as you aren't on the same level of skills as other cadets".

"When will I be joining the other soldiers?" (Y/n) ask, curiously."Once I decided that you have enough experience and skill to keep up with the other. Continuing on..."

They continue walking through the halls, (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes observing the envoirment.

"Up ahead is the eating hall, where you'll be eating at eight, twelve and six. If you get lost, ask a nearby soldier" As the general speaks. (Y/n) notices a red door.

"Ma'am, may I ask where that door leads to?" She points towards the mysterious red door.

"That is Red Leader's office, the leader of this army. He is most likely in it, so we should not disturb him" The general responds, getting a nod of the girl.

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Meanwhile

┗━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┛Paul and Patryck stand outside, guarding. Patryck had his hand bawled up into a fist, pressed against his chin. A troubled expression was present on his face.It drew his follow soldier's attention "What's on your mind?" Paul asks, raising one of his thick eyebrows."There is something familiar about the new recruit, but I can't place my finger on it" Patryck answers, turning to the other.

Paul hums "Really? Which one?"

"(L/n), I think her name was. I had lead her to Senna's office a few weeks ago, it's not really a common name of I'm being honest" Patryck responds, still deep in thought.

"(Y/n) (L/n)?"

"Yeah, her"

"Tor- I mean Red Leader has mentioned her a few times. I don't remember what she exactly was to him, a friend, an rival or just someone he used to know"

"Why do I have the feeling this won't end well"

"That's the worse that can happen?"

┏━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┓

Timeskip

┗━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┛

(Y/n) holds up her arms infront, blocking the general's punches. Once she notices an opening in the general's attack, she pull her dominant out of the blocking position and punches the general in the stomach.

The general's figure stumbles back, surprised by the girl's action. "Good job, sproute" the general huffs. She pulls out a watch, looking at the time "Time for Lunch, I'll be see be seeing you after twenty minutes"

The soldier walks out the training room, she spots fellow soldiers, which she follow. Even tho this was her third day, she has failed to make any acquaintances.

Finally she reaches the lunchroom, filled with cadets. (Y/n) goes first to get good, grabbing a tray from a pile. After obtaining something to eat, she looks around for any place to sit.

"Hey, fresh meat, over here!" A voice yells. (Y/n) Looks over where it was, an girl a bit older then her, waving at her.

(Y/n) Walks towards her, sitting at the table. At it sat three girls and two guys, seeming the same age as the first girl.

"I had no idea that they accepted people. What's your name, newbie?" The same girl questions, looking interested at (Y/n).

"(Y/n) (L/n), I kinda joined the three days ago" (Y/n) confesses, scratching her cheek.

One of the boys lets put a snicker "Wow, I wasn't expecting you to be that fresh" he soon gets an elbow in the side from an other.

(Y/n) hears a small group past behind her. She didn't think much of it, till a hand appears in her sight. It was going over her shoulder and going towards her chest.

As if instinct, (Y/n) grabs the wrist tightly. She stands up, tugging the arm over her shoulder. Turning around, she slams the person onto the ground, pinning them to the ground.

It was a guy who didn't looked very remarkable, he hisses in pain "Get off me!" He yells, drawing attention from others in the room.

But the girl ignored his cries, making sure he was on the ground. Her gaze was filled with hatred, glaring down at the man beneath her.

She was soon tugged off him, being held back by those she sat with. The guy stands up, looking disgusted at (Y/n).

Unknownly to anyone, Paul was watching from afar, watching every that just happened. He takes a mental note of it and walks out of the lunchroom.

He walks through the hall, it was mostly empty with only a few soldiers in it. His strolls comes to an end, once he reaches the infamous door.

The Dutch man raises his hand and knocks on the door. There were a seconds of silence, before he hears a voice on the other side telling him to come in. Opening the door, Paul walks in. His eyes spot Tord or more known as Red Leader at his desk, doing some paperwork.

"What is it, Paul?" He chimes, nothing looking away from his work.

"There was a fight in the cafeteria between two soldiers. The one who started was a new recruit that joined a few days ago" Paul explains, clearing his throat.

Tord pauses "New recruit? Why wasn't informed of this?" He finally look up to meet Paul's eyes, putting down the pen he was holding.

"You weren't? Senna told us that they were accepted without hesitantion, I thought it was because you had mentioned her before" Paul responds, slightly shrugging his shoulders.

"What is her name?"

"(Y/n) (L/n), sir"

[bicheetopuff]

As long as i could remember dudebros have been making porn to mock the characters they don't like. They kept doing that to Bakugo specifically, too. They're just using him now because he's the rival and Izuku """"failed""""" to be a proper vessel to their misogynistic fantasies. Their opinion should be as valuable as dog shit on the sidewalk that someone forgot to pick up.

It’s kind of ironic how they mock Izuku and push him aside to claim someone else as the protagonist that they want, because Izuku is purposely not meant to feel like a shonen protagonist.

He’s called plain by the narrative and he’s the only person who “isn’t special” in his universe when it’s actually the reverse most of time, especially in older shonen (and just action packed media in general).

Your average protagonist usually targets men to relate to him, so they’re made to catch the eye more and they definitely self reflect and brood a lot more. They typically have light hair, light eyes, and some sort of cursed power that makes them stand out and either loved by everyone around them, or casted out by everyone around them. Either way their power or difference makes them stand out like a sore thumb and everyone cares about him in some way whether it be negatively, curiously, or positively. They’re usually positive and charismatic and make friends pretty easily despite the difference about themselves that bothers them so much.

Deku doesn’t reflect that usual trend very well though. If anything, anyone else in his class seems like they’d have a more interesting story to follow. All Might, Mirio, Katsuki, Todoroki, and Aoyama especially. They all have backstories and personality that would make them way more entertaining to use for the ‘Heroes Journey.’

But, we don’t follow them. We follow Deku for a reason. He’s a non-special kid in a world full of unique and special people. That’s why viewing his perspective is interesting even tho he may be the opposite than the regular shonen protag we’re used to.

He’s plain. His life and backstory isn’t that exciting. No one really cared much about him unless attention was actively brought towards him, making the only person who cared what happened to him to be Katsuki (usual rivals tend to not really care about their protag until later, if the rivalry wasn’t already made clear, or if they aren’t already friends. In this case, Katsuki is just a hater from the beginning until they start school at UA lmao). He cries too much and he doesn’t share his feelings about anything regarding himself personally enough. He starts without a power at all, gets one, and no one really seems to be that impressed by it until the end of the story since it does more damage than not. I actually think Deku never being able to fully handle OFA without gear just further proves that he’s not “meant” to be a main character. And it’s kinda telling how All Might - blond hair, blue eyes, ridiculously tall and buff for his age at the time - got OFA and was able to wield it immediately, and then the next successor was supposed to be Mirio - blond hair, blue eyes, cursed power that he had to figure out how to wield, losing said power being a big hurdle for him and then taking care of the kid he saved until he gets his power back. It just kinda feels like “oh yeah this was supposed to be Mirio’s story, but I realized this typical kid with nothing going for him can be a hero too because he has the spirit” and the whole story is just meant to prove that statement. Strength and power mean nothing without spirit.

You can have the strength like Katsuki, but be too stuck in your ego to actually perform heroic deeds until it gets literally beaten into you that saving people you don’t care about is a big part of heroism. You can have the back story like Todoroki but being motivated by revenge makes someone lack genuinity. Deku’s spirit spreading like a virus is what made everyone in his class into a true hero with everyone drawing inspiration from him, and him drawing inspiration from everyone else in a different way. Deku’s the main character, but the story is more about how he was able to affect everyone else’s ideas of heroism, not how everyone else affected him. I’m not saying his classmates aren’t important to him, because they most definitely are, but what they give to him vs what they receive isn’t the same.

Just because Izuku went back to the typical life he was “meant” to live, doesn’t make him a failure. He became the greatest hero, maybe not in the way he wanted, but he got to live his dream for a moment. Which is all he wanted. And he recognized from the beginning that it would be temporary.

He didn’t end up being the proper vessel that they’re used to, because he was never meant to be. He’s literally just a guy. He’s a normal person, and normal people don’t feel entitled to women’s affection like your usual shonen protag is cursed to do in order to fulfill the shonen formula.

(Also it’s funny that they use Katsuki to fulfill the role of a protagonist they want, when Katsuki doesn’t fit that mold at all either. But that’s for a different post, this one is already too long.)

[bluestarjay]

Most of my hinata headcanons are based on the fact that most people write him pretty shallowly- as nothing more than his height and love of volleyball, his need to fly, and the fact he's friendly. The really well written stuff writes him well, as a kind of enigma, but even then, one of his main traits is: Oh, he's pure sunshine!! His eyes shone with pride and determination, a hunger to win; to fly, etc, etc. Right? With most ships, it's just about how beautiful he looks in the sunset/sunrise with his hair and eyes. My point is that he's mischaracterized without really being mischaracterized because it's all *true*. he is absolutely gorgeous, and he does have a hunger to win and fly, and volleyball is his entire world, but there's sooooo much more still.

Normally, I hc him according to canon; according to scenes from the manga/anime, and then further analyzing it, yk? But I *truly* think hinata shoyo would be a good liar and hard to read.

It's already somewhat canon that people find him confusing, in the fact that he's a people pleaser and switches up really quickly to make people happy. He'll say something, and then someone will disagree, and he'll immediately switch up so that person won't dislike him for his different opinion, ykwim?

And then people never know what he's thinking, either. He's completely oblivious to his own feelings but is hyper aware of other people's feelings. He doesn't notice when he's running a fever of 102° but notices that someone has 2/5 symptoms of the flu 💀💀 like my guy can remember suuuuper specific details about a person's life, like the day their great aunt's cat died, but forgets his own bday.

He's actually really smart, but he's failing all his classes bc he can't focus. I think he'd be really good at math, but really only with like decimals and uhh money math, like he's good at calculating tax and saving money, but that's bc he grew up especially poor and had to be cautious with money. He'd probably be better with Japanese literature than English literature bc obvi that's his native language, and I think he'd really like linguistics post Brazil.

But, he also has his signature death stare, and I kinda came up with a hc based off it; since we all agree he has adhd, a part of it is zoning out, and i think he'll sit hunched over like L and just do his little death stare out to nothing or nowhere in particular, or will sit on his bed zoned out doing the death stare out towards the door, with the lights off, and someone will walk in and scream. He just randomly hunches over like L sometimes, and daichi will tell him that it's bad for his back, and he'll say, "But it's comfy :(" actually I think I'm just writing autistic hinata rn oopsies it's ok tho we love autism hcs here!!

Since he's really small (probably underweight actually), he can fit into really small spaces, and he thinks they're comfy (me guys). But at the same time, he loves big fields and gyms bc he likes to run around. Basically, he says and does really conflicting things, and it confuses people, which is another reason he was bullied in middle school.

He started doing the death stare as a defense mechanism in middle school actually, bc older, taller kids tried to use that to their advantage and bully him, but glaring at them weird made them walk away. Also, contrary to popular belief, I hc he can fight. So many people have just decided he's, like, too weak to fight or smth?? Like they think he can't defend himself physically, which I personally think he could, but yk, anxiety, so he doesn't. Like my guy is an athlete, have you seen him?? He may be small, but if he wasn't frozen in fear and anxiety, he could beat someone's ass!!

I said before I actually do think he could lie, bc one again, he's a people pleaser, and I feel like once when he was a kid, a family friend or someone or like when he was at a friend's house, they made dinner and he didn't like it, so he lied about liking it, but the person knew he lied and called him out on it and he cried bc he lied abt liking it and lying is bad, but also telling them he didn't like the food is rude, which is also bad. So then he decided he'd learn how to lie. Also, ik he uses his height and baby face to his advantage!! ***Depending on the person*** he can get away with just about anything bc "🥺🥺🥺" and then when everybody else calls him out for it he's like "L fuck you hehehe 😜💪💪" Like he drew a 🍆 pp on the wall or something once and then blamed it on kageyama and the teacher believed him.

And even though he's a people pleaser, he's managed to find peace in playing pranks and being mean, in a normal teenager way ofc, because suga helped him come out of his shell (suga purely bc he is mischievous but still responsible and nice)(and then suga asks Asahi why he can't be like hinata bc Asahi can barely even write with pencil on a desk, let alone sharpie anything so 'vulgar' on school property (it's not *just* because he's scared bc it's vulgar it's also bc he doesn't think those kinds of jokes are funny, and simply doesn't understand why writing on school property is fun (that's how I feel, idk 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️) ))

BTW, guys, half of these are to spite my friend who calls hinata a "bean 🥺" even though she's not on Tumblr. Also, I think I'm gonna start organizing these kinds of posts so they're easier to read, haha. Does anyone want any character specific hc posts since I always do hinata?

[potentialguybodyswaps]

I think tumblr deleted one of my stories, so I’ll post it again lmfao

Swap Class part 1:

America is going straight to hell, every aspect of society has gone to pleasing the Pansy ass democrats

Like they added this new sub course to Sociology, called swap class, where the goal was to allow you to experience life though other people’s eyes, so you could have empathy for those not as privileged…

Kinda vague if you ask me, but as the captain of the basket ball team, I’m just tryin to take easy classes, which I’m told sociology was, until they decided to add it to the course shortly after picking up the class

I walked into class that day and we had a different professor than usual, some chick.

I took my seat next to some fag, he was Hispanic and kinda built like a twink. I actually remembered him tho cause he was one of the kids I bullied here

She was going over the rules of class, but to me it was just another monologue that I didn’t care for. eventually she finally did some shit that caught my attention.

the professor wheeled out some machine and told us “this right here, is where the magic happens, the heart of swap class”

One student yelled out “what is it” to which the professor said “it’s the body swap machine that you all will be doing your projects on”

For this first time in this class I was absolutely baffled “Bodyswap? Project? What’s the project about” i yelled

“ yes so the project is each and every one of you will get the GREAT Opportunity to swap bodies with a classmate for a month, and you’ll have to right a 10 page essay about their lives and how it differs from your own, any questions?” She said looking over the class

Another student then called out “yes, do we get to pick who we swap with?”

The professor smiled and said “No, if you look down at your seat, you’ll see there all labeled, so whoever is in seat one will swap with 2, whoever is in seat 3 will swap into seat 4… any other questions”

“Yes what if we don’t wanna stay swapped for the whole month?” I asked

“Well I suppose you’d get an F, if you don’t care about your GPA, and flunking the first semester, that’s fine I suppose, ok enough questions, everyone look at your seat and figure out who your partner will be. Once done start lining up”

Man, I couldn’t fail this class, if I fail any of my classes my position on the team is in jeopardy… I looked down at my seat, and saw the number 44

“Oh no” I thought to myself as I herd calls chuckle as I looked down and saw the number 44

I looked at his desk and saw the number 45.

“Fuck bro, I guess we’re swapping bodies for the next month” i said looking him up and down. “Try not to do any dorky shit in my body ok? I don’t want people starting to think I’m a loser”

“Aye aye captain” Carlos said with a weird ass smile

“Like that shit bro, don’t ever say that shit again” i said scowling as i got up to get in line

Carlos followed me and got in line, after all the swaps were done there were only a couple minutes left of class since each pair of people took about a minute to swap

“Now before you all go about your new lives for the month, don’t forget to follow the rules, if any of you do something to mess with the other’s life while your inhabiting it, they have the option of not swapping back and keeping your life if they want” the professor said as the bell ring

On my way to Carlos’s next class I couldn’t help but feel how weird my junk felt

I tried rearranging it, but it wouldn’t go down ether of my pants leg. “he must be too small to fit it down a pants leg” I said to myself laughing as I used an arm to feel the rest of my chest

“Dam Carlos sure is boney, I can feel he has has abs but it’s not like he works out type of abs, more like he doesn’t eat food type of abs”

I knew Carlos was a 2nd generation Mexican, but his English was pretty good. That didn’t stop me from making fun of him tho for being from a poor immigrant family

I think the worst part of this all is how the bully has become the bullied, I knew the other assholes in school were probably gonna make a target of me, so I decided to minimize that as much as possible

I went to the typical hang out spot for the the basketball team and saw there were only 2 guys

Zeke, and Caleb, they weren’t my favorite people on the team but I knew they would protect me

I walked up to them and they seemed pretty hostile “aye fucktard, get out of here, we’re waiting on other members of the team to show up so we can hang out”

I tried to explain to them what happened in swap class but they didn’t seem to believe me

“Oh ya? If your really Ryan, pull your pants down and show us this kids dick, we all know it’s gotta be small compared to your actual dick ” one of them said

For some reason being told what to do was kinda a turn on and I immediately got hard…

I laughed and told them “I personally haven’t checked it out for myself but your definitely right haha”

I pulled my pants down to show them, underwear still up, and I guess that was enough for them, since I was already hard they could tell that I was no where near as big as my original body haha

They started laughing at me when I pulled my pants down and took a photo.

“Ya I’m probs like 5 inches haha, i don’t know” I said laughing with them

“Why are you laughing Carlos?” One of them said seriously

“W-what’s the issue” I started to say before getting cut off

“Get on your knees dude” they said again while unbuckling their jeans. i don’t know what it is, but for some reason in Carlos’s body, I found it hot and wanted to obey when I was given commands

I got on my knees and they both pulled out their cocks in my face

“Suck” Caleb said to me

I opened my mouth and took Caleb’s dick in first, trying not to gag, he wasn’t the biggest on the team by far, that was me, at 9 inches, but Caleb was pretty big too, at 7 inches, he was bigger than zeke

Zeke had his phone out the whole time I was sucking Caleb’s dick, I decided it sucked to be the bitch of the group and put all my effort into sucking Caleb and Zeke off, I started focusing on mainly the head and got Caleb to cum in under 10 minutes, dispute him using his hands to push me further down onto his cock, so I wasn’t able to focus as much as I wanted on the tip…

After I got Caleb to cum, he pulled out and Zeke stuck it in my mouth as he handed Caleb the phone

“Ya you like sucking the teams dick don’t you!?” He said to me while I sucked him off

“Answer me when I’m talking to you” Zeke said pulling his dick out

This whole situation sucked so I was just trying to get it over with as fast as possible

“Yes zeke” I said as I inched closer to put his dick back in my mouth

“That’s fine, there’s plenty of people on the team, we kinda need a cock sucker to keep us all happy, who knows maybe you’ll get a spot on the team” he said laughing

“I don’t think that’s necessary” I mumbled

“Oh yay and why is ThATTTT” Zeke said as he cummed into my mouth

The taste was just as salty as Caleb, but I told him “cause like always, I’m too good for y’all”

“Psh whatever that means fag, now get out of here and don’t talk to us again” they said as Caleb handed Zeke his phone back and put it in his pocket

I headed back to Carlos’s dorm and went to bed early that night, sadden that some of my own best friends didn’t believe me, and forced me to suck their dick just for trying to talk to them…

I woke up the next day and took a look in the mirror, I couldn’t believe that I was actually Carlos, I always seem to be hard, but it’s not hard to hide when I’m this small haha

I won’t lie, his face is kinda cute, if he was more muscular and had a bigger cock, I just might be fine with staying this way. But bro is a absolute twink, though and though, which isn’t what I want to be so, I can’t wait till the end of the month and get my body back

I got dressed for the day and made my way to Carlos’s classes, I proceeded to just go home each night and try to sleep as early as possible

Less time I’m awake, the less times it feels like I’m stuck as this fag

I would text Carlos every now and again asking him how things were going, was he going to practice? To which he typically just responded ya “fine” “good” or “yay”

I do take that back tho, I wouldn’t always go to bed right away, Carlos was in the band, and so I would try to play his instrument and practice, I didn’t really know what I was doing but as I looked at the sheet music while I played, I just somehow knew where to put my fingers to make music.

Eventually when the time came for the next basketball game (which was a week after we swapped)

I got on the bus to travel with the band, but since it was such a small band, Carlos in my body, and the rest of the team was also on the bus.

After the band got on, Carlos was one of the first people from the team on the bus, and made way towards me, picking a seat across from me

Eventually I started falling asleep on the long ass ride to our game, the bus was full of chit chat about the game, but it was just white noise to me

Eventually I was woke up to Carlos smacking one of my arms

I opened my eyes and looked over with complete horror written on my face.

I saw Carlos with his shorts and underwear pulled down, with our team hat placed over his junk

“What are you doing bro, you know the rules of the swap, don’t do that in my body” i said trying to hide a look of desperation on my face.

Carlos smirked and stood up, still covering my junk from the public, and did a loud whistle that got everyone’s attention

“As team captain I just wanted to say, no matter what happens tonight, we all know we’re the better team and they all can just suck my dick if they think other wise” he said smiling as he pulled the cap away exposing his, or should I say my big dick to the team and band”

The crowd started applauding and he sat back down pulling his shorts back up

Whole time i was just staring at him in disbelief, “bro what the fuck, why did you do that? Are you trying to keep my body? I mean all you did is let everyone know how big my cock is, probs the biggest here, that’s not exactly damaging my rep haha, I’ll still take my body back at the end of this… you’ll have to try harder, if that’s what your trying to do” I said regaining a bit of my confidence

Carlos made direct eye contact with me and smirked as he leaned in closer to me

“Ya but you see, after a shirtless pic of me with my pants down, leaked, and you sucking off some of your supposed friends on the team, my reputation is trashed. the professor already knows too” he said as the smile on my formal face grew bigger, as I finally realized where he was going with this

“No” I started but got cut off before I could finish.

“With that said, she says I don’t have to do the essay… and I get to keep your body if I want, which I mean who wouldn’t wanna be the big dicked basketball captain, fucking his girlfriend every other night. Oh which she says has been way better recently… your girl likes me fucking her better, than when you were haha! So ya bro, I think ima keep your body, and your not getting it back, so feel free to keep sucking the teams dick, I can be next if you want” Carlos said grabbing my formal junk though his shorts

I wrapped my arms around my head and just sunk into my seat

“Wtf bro this isn’t fair” I mumbled

“What’s not fair is you being a bully and thinking you can get away with whatever you want” he said jokingly hitting me in his head a bit

“Use your head Mcfly, hello? Anyone home?” he said doing his best impression of biff from back to the future

[randum-famdoms]

Hello! I'm reading one of your fic's on ao3 and was wondering when it's gonna be updated? I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the fic and wanna know how long until we get a new chapter! Love your writing! And I was so happy to see that you gave Mishima such a cool persona! I love the fic so much! I've been ranting to my friends about it nonstop (even though neither of them have ever played the game) but they both sit there and listen nonetheless! (I may even try and convince them to read it! It's a pretty interesting take on the whole game! And the part where Akira is worried that Mishima will have a problem with him being gay and Mishima just like "If I had a problem with it I would've said something back in kamoshida's palace" was amazing! I love everything about it and I can't explain in words just why I love it so much! It's just amazing! If I was better at art I would LOVE to make some fanart of it!!! Again I can't explain just how much I love it! I hope you're doing well and aren't sick!

(How was the dog sitting by the way? Hope it went well!)

Ahshdjdkjfndbdkjdl thank you??????

I just. *scream*

The idea that people can love a silly little thing I write for fun this much is kinda unreal to me. Idk how to respond???? Thanks????

I mean, I’ve reacted like this to fics I have read before but having it turned into myself is trippy. Like this is some weirdly dream or some shit. Idk man. Shit’s wild.

Every time someone tells me how happy they are about the way I’m treating mishima in my fic I am further convinced that everyone who says he’s a bad character is a fucking coward and if more people would just make Mishima positive content then the fandom would be better off. He does not get enough love and appreciation and I will gladly take on the mantle of Mishima Ambassador. He is my blorbo, my boi, and I love him dearly. He deserves better, both in game and in the fandom, so I just did it myself.

Also, I ain’t about to beg you for fanart because you reading my fic is more than enough already and then you sent me this ask and Ann bear gave me a heart attack from joy, but trust me if you think you’re a bad artist I’ve seen worse. Much, much worse. I took an art class in a very sports heavy highschool and 90% of the kids in there were teenage boys who thought it would be an easy A. The first assignment was to draw a realistic hand. You’d think that they were AI with how bad some of them looked. So yeah, any hypothetical art you make is beautiful to me, especially because I’m fairly sure that if anyone made fanart of my fic I’d cry tears of joy <3

I tried really hard to update every week and I failed miserably, so I’ve made the decision to cut back to every other week. I’m like 85% sure that I’ll get the next chapter up this Sunday. I started my summer classes today and one of them (my English class) is cramming a 14 week course into 4 weeks, but I’ve always been pretty good at English/reading/writing so I’m hoping that that won’t ruin my update schedule AGAIN. I swear I can’t go two weeks without something fucking up my writing/editing time. We’ll see how it goes. I am not sick don’t worry, Just like, super fuckin tired cause my sleep schedule is fucked. I’m pretty good otherwise tho!

Dogsitting went well! I actually finished up with that yesterday. The little demon I was taking care of had absolutely no braincells, and was very annoying, and she kept pooping in my bathroom no matter how often I tried to take her outside to shit, but at least she’s small so it was easy to clean up and she was a good size to cuddle. Overall it was a 5/10 experience that was turned into a 9/10 because of the couple hundred dollar paycheck I got for it. The family I was doing it for is uncomfortably rich lol. Pretty sure some of it is blood money because the dad is an ex-cop turned middle school teacher (neither of which make good money) and the mom is a Russian immigrant stay-at-home mom and they somehow own a huge house in a really nice neighborhood and can afford a two week trip to the Caribbean on that income. I ain’t gonna complain tho.

I’m excited to get chapter 11 written and posted, I think it’s gonna be really fun! Lots of good plot and character development is gonna be happening :) the fic is really picking up now that we’ve finally gotten over all the exposition hurdles. Only took 60k words lol (I swear I thought that it would take half as long as it did to get to this point in the fic, at this rate the things gonna end up 800k words long and I’ll be dead before it’s finished)

[darklordofthesimp]

I HAVE A THEORY (even tho its already pretty obvious)

OKOK so we already know that konig is a fake bitch friend right? but the question is is why birdy?? so heres kinda what i think happened

so we all know at this point that birdy (i think) is known for her sniping ability and being the main sniper for the 141, and as long as birdy is on the team and alive theres no way konig to be a part of the team. we also learn that konig would do anything to be the sniper for the 141… anything

so pre assassination plan konig couldve applied(?, im sorry i have no idea on how the military works like that 😭) to be a part of the TF, but after he applied graves offers him the idea of just.. taking her down, cause they both know that as long as shes alive he has no shot. so out of desperation(?) and possible jealousy he takes up the offer

with that, back track to how this started. KORTAC and 141 get together on a mission, this is konigs perfect opportunity to finally take her down, and with little communication (possibly held up by enemies, like graves.) konig takes the chance at attacks

but much to his and graves’ dissatisfaction hes stopped before he can finish the job, and as we all know saved and brought back

but much to konig’s shock hes accepted because of him taking birdy down, the plan has worked.. but at what cost? so as konig slowly gets to know birdy he starts to actually develop feelings and tolerate her

but graves drops the hint and birdy slowly puts the puzzle pieces together. and because of this it could totally jeopardize the fragile kindness and trust birdy had given konig. and he doesnt want that

so in total it could start with konig making a deal with graves to assassinate birdy, but as that plan fails konig starts to get birdy to know more. and its not like he can finish the job and eventually he tolerates her. trying to leave the fact that he was a part of the assassination plan

graves: lets go over it again, you find birdy and you kill her, go it?

konig: yep… should we uh- have a plan name

graves: *thinking* sure uh… crack an egg on it

(thats a teen titans reference.. im not funny 😭😭)

ANYWAYS yeah i jus wanted to share with the class tehe

I can neither confirm nor deny but I’d love for the class to see this

[sugaroto]

Panelele* story time

*Panhellenic exams, aka will define whether I go into uni or not

Day 1: Essay, aka greek

Our theme was feminism and women's rights. I think i did ok? Tho I finished like an hour earlier and then started panicking cause I finished earlier and didn't dare to leave the classroom. I literally checked everything like 15 times and even counted my words on theme Γ and Δ (Γ =literature exercise, Δ=essay) and then I panicked again cause I was -20 words on the essay

A good thing is that the day before I was reading some old essays of mine and I happened to read one I had written about human rights (this was probably the best one I've ever written since I got 25/30) and I remembered 2 paragraphs I had about women and wrote everything on my essay, tho it was a little messier of course but at least I had the ideas ready?

One thing the whole school agreed on is that once we got out we all laughed on [that one guy] (misogynist, racist, homophobic etc kinda guy) that probably failed

Most of us dislike him and once we got out we were like "GUYS. HIM" And then laughed about it. Sorry not sorry. He wants to be a politician, I hope he wont succeed. The country is already bad as it is

Also, a lot of people (online) were commenting on Text 2, cause "I was so glad when I saw feminism was the theme, but once I read text 2 I was dissapointed to see it still misogyny"

Which yeah, I get where they're coming from, the author was like "new feminism is bad and likes victim-culture, classic old feminism is good" and... also the description said something about identity of genders which sounded very queer to me so I thought the author might originally be attacking trans people but the actual text did not mention trans people

Also. None of that matters. Yeah the text was bullshit, was my job to listen to it? No my job was to find what gave away that the author was using comparison on the second paragraph. I literally had to find the words "on the contrary" and "but" (αντιθέτως, όμως) and say why they meant comparison

I was so focused on that that when I noticed something was weird with the text I just went like "Huh... weird ....*circles*ΑΝΤΙΘΈΤΩΣ"

Also, the whole point is to keep it neutral and not be controversial, I could write that all women are witches that should be burn if it was my opinion but if I wrote it reasonably and fair enough it'd still be acceptable

Probably the most controversial in my essay was the mention of "hijab" which I tried to be very neutral about

Day 2: ancient greek

2 parts, γνωστό & άγνωστο aka (known & unknown)

Known: what we have been taught in class, texts from ancient dudes we have to know the meaning about

Unknown: text we've never seen before in our lives but we're supposed to know enough grammar and translate it ourselves and answer questions about grammar

Known: absolute bullshit. Aristotle. Fuck you Aristotle. We were sure we'd have the text about Alexander, but no it had to be Aristotle's town. I didn't know shot I messed up on that part

Unknown: disaster. The text was some dude whining to Socrates cause his son wanted a σοφιστη teacher, the grammar ruined me. I wrote σχε, the right was σχες, I wrote αγενου, the right was αγενους, I wrote ραον/ραδιον, the right was ραδιον/ραον. I was crying two days about it. The whole word is considered wrong. I get nothing for the effort of trying to figure out that έχειν becomes σχε(ς) in β' πρόσωπο προστακτικής αορίστου β or something and also that is a fucking ανώμαλο

Also. They were this close 🤏 to fail me, cancel me before we were even given the exam

Cause, in order to do all that grammar shit, we need to make a draft

So since we had to be in the room for the next 50 minutes or something waiting, I started making a draft of some very basic nouns and verbs bc knowing me I'd forget everything once I was given the exam

And im like "sorry is it OK I wrote with a pencil?"

"YOU WROTE? THIS CAN GET YOU CANCELED ITS CONSIDERED CHEATING" *αντιγραφή as in "copying" as if I have the answers next to me and I'm copying them

And im like "I didn't copy them," I literally just wrote them and birthed the thoughts out of my fucking mind what the fuck is the difference if I do it now or in 30 minutes

And im like should I erase it? It's pencil I'm not cheating I literally JUST ANAPNOH GAMOTO OLOI OI MALAKES EPITORITES SE MENA

And they call some other teachers and I guess who was supposed to be the boss was like "nah keep it who cares its ok"

And then, when I was done with the exam, cause I had shitted my pants cause of that, I started erasing the draft just in case AND THE MOMENT I DID this freaking bitch gets up and goes and talks to the the other teacher while looking at me and then they call the boss again and I hear him whispering "it's ok"(δεν πειράζει)

But I was so sure they would cancel me the moment I got up so I sat there for like 30 minutes in fear that if I got up they'd tell me "sorry you failed cause you erased the draft we let you keep"

Day 3: latin

We're given the exam right?

I start writing

The teacher brings her chair next to my desk and rests her hand on my desk

(THE PAIN OF HAVING TO SEAT ON THE FRONT FUCKING DESK)

Ok... maybe she wants to do her job which is to keep an eye on students. She's not bothering me yet

She grabs my ID card (we were given those in order to participate) and reads it...

Ok...

She lets it down

She grabs my sharpener and looks at it, she lets it down

Why. The. Fuck. Is. She. Touching. My. Things.

She gets bored and starts drumming her fingers on the desk. I give her a death stare( and so does my friend on the other desk) but look back down as soon as she looks back at me

She SPEAKS TO ME "Είναι πολλά τα θέματα;" (does the exam has a lot of parts?)

Considering they almost failed me the other day (different people) and im not allowed to... like have a chit chat- like this is a serious exam there's seriously a police officer outside- I don't know what to do I just shrugged at her

"Ok let me see then" AND SHE GRABS THE EXAM FROM MY HANDS WHILE I WAS FUCKING WRITING TO "SEE" AND IM LIKE "πρέπει να γραψω"(I have to write) and SHES LIKE OH YEAH RIGHT AND GIVES IT BACK

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

I THINK THATS ILLEGAL AND I FELT ASSAULTED

THIS IS LIKE THE MOST IMPORTANT EXAM IN MY LIFE SO FAR AND SHE HAS THE AUDACITY TO BOTHER ME CAUSE SHES BORED

YOU CANT JUST GRAB MY EXAMS LIKE THAT

ALSO IT WAS DEAD SILENCE IN THERE UNTIL I SPOKE "I HAVE TO WRITE" AND PEOPLE LOOKED AT ME BUT THE ONES THAT WERE CLOSE HAD PICKED UP ON THE FACT THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING FUCKING WRONG WITH HER

My friend who I'm together in tutoring class and was sitting on the other side of the classroom was like was that sugar? But she didn't dare to look up or speak bc she understood something was off

Like

WHAT the actual fuck

Do they check the teachers before they bring them in? Wtfwtfwtfwtfwtwtf

I couldn't focus after that

Thankfully Latin is my fave class and the texts we had to translate were easy

But holy fucking shit

And I did do a mistake on the translation cause I wrote "αναδεικνύει" instead of "ανταποκρίνοταν" so I later when I was checking my answers I asked where I had to write the right word bc there was no space so I needed to leave a note and she was like "I don't think we can answer now that everyone has left" (we were only 3 students in the class by then) WELL MAYBE I WOULDN'T HAVE MADE A MISTAKE IF SOMEONE DIDN'T GRAB MY EXAMS WHILE I WAS TRANSLATING

Day 4: History

History is my worst class. The teachers were normal. Nobody tried to fail me before I was given the exams.

I didn't have high hopes for history because I've never gotten a good grade but my tutor believes I was lucky enough cause everything that was on the exam was something I liked and knew(according to her, according to me I hate it all)

The good news is that on the first πηγή* my answer was very big, first time that happens I always fail on my πηγές

Also there was a question about what the first government of Crete did and I had no idea what the first government of Crete even was but I remember there was a list of 12 things that were done in Crete so I just wrote that cause it was the only thing I knew

Turns out that was the right answer, I found it out by pure luck

Also turns out there were 9 things, but in the end I had only found 5 so ok

*πηγή they give us a bunch of texts and we have to write "according to the text and then according to what I know *answers questions*"

Day 5: I still have English on Saturday and idk what will happen. That was a choice exam

[refundtheticket]

Ur so fucking real for that post, I was also having meltdowns and being violent and disruptive and getting intro trouble constantly as a kid and I cannot relate to the 'quiet and gifted kid' mental illness thing AT ALL

haha THANK YOU i’m glad you can relate. it’s weird bc i acknowledge that yknow these things take different forms and i empathize with the fact that things are hard for everyone but the emphasis on being Well Behaved To A Fault esp with good grades just ends up making me feel so alienated lol. the good grades thing is a big one for me, doing really badly in school felt like such a huge part of how i was looked at as being unintelligent???

(this got long so: read more)

also so weird to me bc i swear having adhd and autism is usually associated with bad grades (maybe more of an adhd thing?) which is like why are we pretending we all got great grades. (edit: whoops forget to mention, i know the poll was about general mental illness but i often see this specific trait brought up for adhd and autism diagnoses and a lot of people in the comments were bringing up those) adhd gave me the power to never get any assignment done and autism gave me the ability to find every assignment meaningless and pointless etc

it kinda feels like it’s pushing this narrative that like these people who did well in school did everything Right and it was the adults around them who failed them, and then kids who just sucked got all the help and resources grrr and it’s like buddy. the adults failed everybody. including the neurotypical people frankly but that’s neither here nor there

in terms of the “help” i got (which mostly started in high school, my elementary and middle school teachers mostly regarded me as one would a rodent), my teachers literally just assumed i couldn’t read or write, restricted classes i could enroll in (which restricted my options for colleges and had a huge impact on my further education), had some person follow me around who wouldn’t leave me alone even when i asked her to (which yes. had social repercussions. she was somewhat short lived tho at least) and baby talked to me like i was 5 well into my final year of high school. among other things… and no that didn’t help with anything LMAO it was actually extremely dehumanizing and left me with lasting emotional damage!! (obv if you can’t read or write getting help for that is great but being assumed you can’t do anything on your own and having that ‘help’ mandated to the point where you’re restricted entry into certain CLASSES sucks ass)

anyway all that said i am coming at this from the perspective of a millennial who finished high school in 2010 so for all i know gen z got an entirely different experience

[i-am-dulaman]

Tell us about your dnd character ideasss!!

Okay SO.

The 3 ideas i have at the moment fall into 3 different kinda genres of dnd campaigns. Like one serious one for a lotr-esque game, one silly one for a monty python-esque game, and one in the middle somewhere around a thor ragnarok-esque game.

The silly one I haven't really fleshed out at all but basically she's a world war 2 nurse who has been magically transported to the dnd universe without knowing how. She's a 'proper lady' like character with all the manners of an upper class british woman of the early 20th century and takes to the rough and tumble adventuring life like a baby otter to water and all hilarity follows. Once she gets her bearings she dedicates herself to learning magic (wizard class) to get back to her true love, a sailor in the war.

The middle serious/silly one I've actually talked about on here before. I played him for like 2 sessions of a campaign (long story why we don't play anymore nevermind that). He's a total himbo, really dumb but really friendly and charming with everyone. Bisexual (obviously) and always happy to have a drink and chat with anyone at the pub. He's just an ordinary human tho, as far as he knows. Hes a potato farmer. And one day when ploughing the field he digs up an old rusty sword. When he picks it up, magic bolts fire forward from it. He thinks he's found a magic sword but actually he's a sorcerer and has been too dumb to realise until now, dismissing any magical things that's happened in his life before as something else (luck, someone else, random acts of god, etc.).

Then there's the serious one with a dark back story. I'm gonna tell this one in first person I think.

My name is Ký and 120 years ago my life ended. 120 years ago I met Betrand Dupont. Of THE Duponts. One of the wealthiest families in the kingdom. He was a young human of just 23 when we met, just married and a father to his newborn son, Jacques.

Betrand was of a noble heart and never considered me his servant or him my master. He introduced me as his friend to all his wealthy acquaintances. Imagine! Me a friend of a Dupont! He was kind and never asked anything of me that I would not offer. In fact he never asked anything of me at all. Actually that's not true. He asked One thing of me. Just one.

We met through chance, and through what I thought at the time was extraordinary luck on my part. A runaway cart hurtled down a steep road directly at me. My back turned and too focused on making my next sale, I was the none the wiser. Betrand saved me, pulling me out of the way at the last second. Looking back now, I wish that cart had flatted me into the cobblestone.

I am a Gnome of the kali culture, and when someone saves your life it is your duty to pay that debt. I dedicated myself to serving Betrand Dupont from that point on.

With his last words he asked the first and last thing he would ever ask of me. Take care of Jacques.

4 years after he saved my life I finally had a chance to repay the debt. A mugger had pulled a knife on him. Betrand was a proud man, and never one to shy from a fight. He deftly knocked the knife from the muggers hand and the two of them ended up grappling each other on the ground, wrestling for control. I picked up the knife and shouted at the mugger to let go. He didn't. So I stabbed.

The knife went in clean but not into the muggers back as I had intended. In the same instant of my thrust, the mugger and betrand flipped around in their wrestling match. The knife went straight into the back of Betrand Dupont.

How could I refuse? Why would I refuse? Not only had I failed to pay the debt of my own life I now owed him his. More than that though, Betrand was my friend and a great man I would do anything for, debt or no debt.

However i couldn't bring myself to admit to his accidental murder. I blamed it on the mugger. He was found, tried, and hanged. Another death on my hands.

And so it went, I would serve Jacques to the best of my ability to the end of my days, or his, whichever came first, humans dont seem to live very long afterall. He was a good boy in his early days. Kind and thoughtful. But the years took his toll on him. He grew arrogant first, then stubborn, and finally bitter in his old age. But he always treated me with respect at the very least.

But his kids. His grandkids. His great grandkids! The little shits. It seemed with each generation of Dupont they got worse and worse. They didn't treat me, or anyone for that matter, with respect. Corrupt, cruel, sniveling brats the lot of them.

Jacques had become the Patriach of the Dupont family, and I had become the head of his household staff. It was a large household to take care of. Jacques, his 1 surviving daughter, his 8 grandkids and their husbands and wives, and his 23 great grand kids. All in one house but it was my duty to care for them. So long as Jacques lived I owed him everything, but damn did he live a long time. He was 98 when he finally passed.

And now I was finally free. But now what? I had no where to go. For the last century I lived with and served the Dupont family. So I stayed, despite the horrible offspring I now served.

But with the death of Jacques the family seemed to become even more hostile. Gone was the respect I was shown by Jacques. After bringing Jean, Jacques eldest grandson and the new head of the Dupont family, the wrong suit jacket one day I received a beating. I couldn't walk for a week. Something Jacques would never have allowed to happen to me.

Those little shits deserved it.

Just a few weeks later while in the markets I was approached by a man. He offered me something I couldn't refuse. A way out. Enough money to buy passage home and more still to live comfortably for some time thereafter. He asked, knowing I commanded the household staff and the grounds, that I arrange for guards that night to be off duty and for the gates to be unlocked. They wanted, they claimed, to rob the Dupont household.

So. I did it.

I changed the guards schedules, and that night I fled with the gates left unlocked behind me.

As I waited at the docks to board my ship, hidden in my crude disguise of an oversized cloak, I heard it. The cries of fire.

Looking from the docks, the Dupont mansion could clearly be seen on top its hill, ablaze.

By the next evening it was revealed to all what exactly had happened.

Every Dupont, evey single one of them, was dead. Not by fire, no. The marble mansion was relatively unscathed by the fire once was all said and done. No, every Dupont was murdered in their bed, their throats slit. Even the babies.

I didn't know what to feel? Horrified? Or glee? They wouldn't hurt anyone again. Or at least that's how I justified my mixed feelings.

That night i slept on a pile of grain sacks at the docks, as all ship departures had been delayed for the time being. But i didnt sleep much, not because of a guilty conscience, no but because I was visited by the ghosts of the Dupont family. All of them. Including my beloved Betrand.

I couldn't look him in the eyes.

They all screamed at me. Their eyes were white but filled with rage. Betrand said I betrayed him.

The ghost of Jacques commanded me. I still belonged to him, he said. He commanded me to protect the one thing left of the Dupont family.

In a box, buried far underneath the mansion, was a treasure so important to the Dupont family that apparently even I, their closest servant for the last 100 years, didn't even know about it.

I was still not allowed to know about it, the ghosts told me. I was to protect the box for the rest of my life, but never open it.

So now I live in a crypt. The Dupont crypt where the family is buried. I hide the box in the grave of Betrand. The ghosts give me the demonic powers of a warlock which I used to protect the crypt at all times, usually by creating the illusion that the crypt is haunted. Which I guess it is. But it seems to keep out any curious eyes.

So this is my punishment. An eternity of living in a crypt surrounded by the hateful dead. Do I deserve it? Probably.

[sarcasmgal-blog]

This really hits home for me. I'm slowly figuring out my relationship to gender (specifically mine to be clear), and it's this little niggling thought that I am not enby *enough* to claim that as part of my identity. I'm afab, and I've never had any issues with my feminine body that led to considering potential transness (my body and I have other beef tho lol. Learning to love yourself as an undiagnosed neuroatypical is *great*). But aside from a year at 6 being very intensely A Girl Who Wears Only Pink, it's always rubbed me the wrong way that a significant part of our interactions are based on what gender people think you are. As a kid I had no idea what to do with this constant irritation, like a tiny slivver in my foot just festering.

Until I started learning about trans people in my gender studies class in uni, I never thought specifically about my femininity and my relationship with it. I knew that I wasn't exactly like my peers, but I thought it was simply about the anxiety I carried constantly (relating to that being abnormal feeling itself. How did I decide I was Wrong in some way? No idea. But my whole life I've felt like it's a play and nobody bothered to tell me that I was on stage, let alone give me a script). But I didn't have an antagonistic or fraught relationship with my Female Body (aside from the period thing. That just kinda sucks regardless) so I couldn't be trans now could I?

Why is it important that I'm biologically female? Why is that information needed in order to interact with me? Why do we always ask expectant parents "is it a boy or a girl??" Always makes me cringe, but I never thought about it, surprisingly as I love to think about *everything* way too much.

I'm kinda fat, and I like having long hair (honestly a lot easier for me to manage than when it's short. I tried and failed short hair so many times) so I'm never going to be visibly enby. And I like wearing all kinds of clothes including very feminine items. But like, my skirt isn't an expression of gender for me, it's an expression of I like wearing this item of clothing. I don't want to make a big deal about it and like ask to be referred to as they/them when I don't have a strong negative reaction to being referred to as she/her (ambivalent mostly). Why make a big deal about this when I don't care that much??

I dunno what I'm trying to say anymore. I'm still figuring my shit out. But, if this resonates with somebody (if anyone sees it), I feel you. I don't feel like I fit, I've never felt like I fit. But maybe I don't need to fit. Maybe I can make a space for myself, instead of changing myself to fit a spot others believe I should fit into.

feminine afab non binary people and masculine amab non binary people are still non binary, and thus, trans. it's not okay to excuse slipping up using an afab non binary person's pronouns just because they "look cis" to you. they are not cis. they are desperately trying to get you to understand that gender is not as black and white as it seems. they are existing in a real niche of real people that struggle to be seen as who they are and contributing to that helps no one.

i see you, fem afab enbies and masc amab enbies. you are still non binary. you are still trans. you still have a right to what pronouns and identity you use. you have a right to get upset when they call you a girl or a boy when you're not. people do not have the right to misgender you just because they don't understand the niche you fall into in life. you are justified in being upset when someone misgenders you because they refuse to see that gender is a broader spectrum than we give it credit for.

you are trans. you are non binary. the right people will see you for who you really are. don't give up telling people who you really are. stand your ground if you must. you are loved and seen for who you are even if it doesn't seem like it right now. don't give up.

[sic-fayl]

Guild Member Next Door (kinda) translation - Part 10

Click here for the previous part - or click here for Part 1!

Disclaimer, as always: This is based on an MTL translation, I do not know Korean myself, I am trying more to stick with the impressions/vibes of a sentence instead of a strict word-for-word meaning - and most importantly, this is only for fun.

Now, here's part 10!

[Party] Ji9Star: Did the ant queen go get milk and so her kids had to raise themselves?  Is that why they’re so fussy now and just spit on everyone instead of talking like grown-ups?

Earth Star really was incredibly weak in the Ant Cave map. On normal days, he’d fly all over the place, demolishing everything, but the Ant Cave map had low ceilings, so Earth Star would hit his head if he did that. There was just no easy way to jump and run and go wild as he usually would.

[Party] neutaaaa: Earth Star’s nearly dead again.

‘This is insanity. How’d that thing hit you hard enough to knock you all the way back... Are we really sure you’re max level?’

[Party] Ji9Star: Cockroach! Pls Roach! Save me!

[Party] CroakRush: It’s CroakRush ㅡㅡ

[Party] Ji9Star: But everyone else got to call you a cockroach too.

[Party] Ji9Star: Wait pls, my friend, my savior, I'm begging here

[Party] Ji9Star: And I’m sorry! >_<

So CroakRush used an HP recovery skill, to restore the fleeing Earth Star’s low health.

[Party] CroakRush: Stop running in front of me and just stay back here.

[Party] Ji9Star: But I’m close range dps lol. Tf will I do back here?

[Party] CroakRush: If you keep rushing in then there’s no point in me healing you so I just won’t.

[Party] neutaaaa: Lmaoooo

[Party] Ji9Star: Worst customer service

In direct contrast to Earth Star, who kept nearly dying, by rushing in and then running for his life, Kittycat MeowMeowMeow was dealing very high, consistent damage, even though he was a way lower level. Out of the three actual damage dealers they had, with CroakRush as their healer, Earth Star was clearly performing the worst.

[Party] Ji9Star: These ants just refuse to die... It’s so tiring and frustrating

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: ? Can’t shake the feeling the ants think the same, but about us.

[Party] CroakRush: Well to the ants we’re some random four home invaders ㅜㅜ

Even their twentieth time farming this map, Earth Star wasn’t doing any better. It was a bit ridiculous to witness a level 250 guy get knocked all the way back to the edge of the arena, just because he suffered one small hit from the level 200 boss enemy of the Ant Cave: the queen ant. Not even their healer CroakRush was affected by the queen ant’s hits. Sometimes, its attacks even missed entirely.

[Party] neutaaaa: Does Night Spear just have really low defense stats?

Night Spear was the highest job in the Knight class. Knights in general had the second highest base physical attack, right after Warriors, and Yeo-woon had always thought Knights were the class with the highest base defense, so he didn’t get why they’d fail this hard against some ants. Instead of keeping up his assault against the ant, Kittycat Meowmeowmeow froze in place, like he did whenever he typed in chat, and sure enough, a detailed answer to Yeo-woon’s question appeared.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: No! NS are mid-tanks, with high def!! They’re not like this... Might be hard to believe rn tho lmao

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Like in group PvPs, you need to kill the squishy players first, so you go for stuff like healers and gunners, while the NS is the v last kill!

“...”

‘What’s all this supposed to tell me?’

[Party] neutaaaa: Oh, I see...

‘There was no reason for all these details.’

But having thought that, Yeo-woon still bowed his head to the monitor like he would to a teacher. In any case, he knew now that Night Spears were actually meant to have way more defense than this.

[Party] CroakRush: Earth Star’s just an exception lmao. He abandoned defense for max speed... Still a Night Spear, but more of a mutant? Think of him like that.

[Party] Ji9Star: Mutant?

[Party] Ji9Star: I’ll get you twice for that one

[Party] Ji9Star: Anyway, I’m max level, so how could I ever die to some ant on 200? Lmao.

As soon as Earth Star sent that message, he got hit by a charged attack from the queen ant, catapulting him all the way to the other end of the arena.

[Party] Ji9Star: These ants are way too strong

[Party] neutaaaa: Thought you said you won’t die?

[Party] Ji9Star: Whatever

[Party] neutaaaa: Don’t quit now!

[Party] Ji9Star: I didn’t say nothing;

[Party] Ji9Star: No, seriously, I’ve got nothing left ㅡㅡ

[Party] CroakRush: Lmfaooooooo

CroakRush laughed at him, but still restored his health. It was so stupid. If he really was a class with incredible defense and a whole 50 level above this thing, then why was he getting eviscerated? Eventually, they managed to reduce the queen ant’s health to zero and it died with a little squeak. Then an animation played, where the ant’s black shell broke away and revealed the red layer below. After her first death, the queen ant was resurrected as the more aggressive red queen ant. This was a common mechanic for the game’s bosses, with many of them having three progressively stronger phases like the ant queen.

Earth Star rushed in with his spear, so fast he was a shadowy blur as he struck the ant queen again and again and then got hit right in the face by its poison. At that point, he fled and hid away behind Yeo-woon, hoping to get some health back.

[Party] neutaaaa: Hey

[Party] Ji9Star: ?

‘Should I really say this?’

He hesitating a moment, but Yeo-woon quickly realized this was Earth Star, so there was no reason to be considerate and so he resumed typing.

[Party] neutaaaa: You’re in the way.

[Party] Ji9Star: ...?

Earth Star froze in the middle of the arena and used a gasping emote to show his surprise. But as he did so, he got hit again by the ant queen, launching him across the place. It felt like Earth Star had just rolled over to let all monsters take a swing at his underbelly, with how he’d been hit and poisoned more often at this point than he’d landed his attacks.

[Party] neutaaaa: Thanks to you, Kit couldn’t even use all his skills.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Cat pls.

[Party] Ji9Star: No way; Wouldn’t Cat just say himself, if I’m being such a bother?

Kittycat MeowMeowMeow froze again. Thanks to that, he nearly looked lost in though, but then a blue speech bubble popped up above his head, showing the same words that appeared in the chatbox.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Lol tbh didn’t think I had to say it.

[Party] Ji9Star: Wha...?!

[Party] CroakRush: Lmfaooooo

[Party] neutaaaa: See, you’re no help. So how about you just stay back?

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Yeah!!

[Party] Ji9Star: I can’t believe a low level player is saying this to me ㅜㅜ

[Party] Ji9Star: I’m bringing shame to my family...

Earth Star used a crying emote, but from then on, he no longer rushed in and instead only added the occasional long-distance hit, whenever his skill for that attack came off its cooldown.

[Party] Ji9Star: I’m really powerful in PvP tho...

[Party] Ji9Star: No one wants me as their opponent >_<

[Party] neutaaaa: Who asked?

[Party] CroakRush: Lmaoooooo

[Party] Ji9Star: I was talking to myself actually;

[Party] neutaaaa: Ah, but I still heard you...

[Party] neutaaaa: Talk to yourself more quietly pls.

[Party] Ji9Star: Did you say something?;; I’m so far away, I can’t hear you over there and it’s not like I’m saying nothing anyway.

[Party] neutaaaa: Oh, so now you’re going off on your own?

[Party] Ji9Star: Beats dealing with the antsㅡㅡ If you keep this up, you’ll be fine anyway.

[Party] CroakRush: Lol thanks to who?

[Party] Ji9Star: Gamers;

[Party] neutaaaa: So you’re leaving me to do it by myself again lmao. Won’t kill you to admit it, you know?

[Party] Ji9Star: That’s stupid why am I here then huh even tho it’s annoying

[Party] CroakRush: Lol ever heard of commas?

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Have fun

[Party] Ji9Star: Shush, cat

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: What, why reply to me out of everyone

Earth Star sure was incredibly weak to the Ant Cave. In other maps didn't pile up his specific disadvantages like this. But since you couldn’t move up or down much here and the narrow sides offered no space for evading attacks either, this Night Spear was facing some serious issues.

After the ant queen died a second time and turned into her final, third form, Earth Star went as far back as he could and even hid away behind CroakRush. Yeo-woon had never before seen a close range dps use a healer as their shield. Meanwhile, the ant had turned blue and oozed two debuffs into its surroundings. One debuff slowed the player down, the other made them more vulnerable to its poison.

Kittycat MeowMeowMeow moved behind the ant and shackled it with a skill, keeping it stuck in place. The ant queen stomped its feet and roared, while Yeo-woon used this chance to get healed up by CroakRush and then rush in, to use all his skills in quick succession as soon as they came off cooldown.

That’s when something changed. Suddenly, motivational words like ‘Keep it up!’ and ‘We’ll win this!’ came from the computer’s speakers, in ever new voices. The cause of it all was Earth Star, who was spamming emotes with sounds attached to them.

Earth Star’s character raised his arms above his head, jumping up and down and waving a shiny cheer-item around. Since it was more than just one or two different sentences, there had to be a wide variety of cheering emotes he was spamming for this.

[Party] Ji9Star: Beat them, ants!

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: ?

[Party] Ji9Star: Let’s go, ants, let’s go!

[Party] neutaaaa: ;;

[Party] CroakRush: Looks like he’s officially lost it..

Earth Star was using many emotes with sounds, to cheer on a scene of a queen ant getting beat up by two low-level damage dealers and their level 240+ healer. Finally, the final version of the ant queen fell, in spite of its struggles, and after it made a noise signifying its defeat, multiple item bags appeared right next to its corpse. Since all three Poseidon guild members had farmed this Cave so much, they needed no more items from it, they just watched Yeo-woon walk around and pick up everything.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Newguy, you level up so fast… Did you use an elixir?

[Party] neutaaaa: Yep, the 500% elixir and I took another elixir to get 3x the quest rewards.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Ah, I was wondering how you went up so quick haha.

The elixir was increasing his gained experience by 500%, so his experience had risen very quickly with each run of the Dungeon they’d done today.

‘Can I crack 160 today? With how fast we’re going, working as a party seems like the ideal way to level up.’

As Yeo-woon blindly picked up whatever items had dropped, he contemplated how much experience he would still need for the remaining level ups. He didn’t even check what it was, just pressed the space bar to pick it up and that’s when a notification window popped up, with a sparkly, joyful sound effect.

‘You got the item Rainbow Tulip Cradle (30 days)! Do you want to display your character name to the server?’

Yeo-woon just clicked ‘Yes’ without thinking and that’s how him aquiring this item got shown off server-wide in the global chat. When he went to check out the item in his inventory, he found it under the ‘Event’ tab, where the Tulip Cradle was listed as a mount. To him, it seemed pretty pointless. A pet could at least carry items for its player, but a flower?

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Wow

[Party] CroakRush: Woah I didn’t know that can be farmed.

[Party] Ji9Star: Huh

Everyone’s reactions made Yeo-woon doubt his first impression. They acted like it was a really good item. And then he got flooded with whispers from strangers, his chatbox quickly filling up with ever more messages.

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Got urself a cool deal for 100 million

[Whispering] jklqwer22: Wowieee~~~

[Whispering] jklqwer22: Where’d you find that??

[Whispering] jklqwer22: I’ve been farming my way thru the Star Cradle for like 5 hours, but only got a Beaded Slipper...

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: 150 million ok

[Whispering] Your Father: How much to buy it off you? If you wanna sell it, just tell me the price of your highest bidder and I’ll beat them@@@@@@

[Whispering] Cn dealer: 700 million aaaaa

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Cooler deal for 160 mil

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Hey

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Hey hey @!#$@!#$@!#$@!#$

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Coolest deal for 190 mil

[Whispering] Coolest Cat: Had a change of heart and will do 200 mil if rn ok

Yeo-woon could only stare as new messages kept coming in faster than he could read the old ones. It was just some random mount, so it made no sense to him why everyone was so desperate for this thing. It wasn’t like there weren’t a lot of other mounts to choose from after all.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Is that Tulip player-bound on pickup? Never seen one at the auction house...

[Party] CroakRush: Nope

[Party] CroakRush: But they’re not sold much lmao. Even a 30 day one’s like 700 to 800 mil? Or If you put it in for instant-buy with 1 billion there’ll probs be a rich kid buying that within 12h.

‘Oh wow.’

There was an obvious reason to explain the different prices. Even though it could be traded, it was rarely in the auction house, so that must mean it also dropped pretty rarely.

[Party] neutaaaa: Is it actually that good?

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: It’s not about it being good, it’s that the Tulip looks pretty!

[Party] neutaaaa: Ah…

‘Makes sense then, for a pretty mount.’

Yeo-woon himself had seen the event items from last year and they had made him wish he’d started playing this game earlier. He still felt some regret about missing out. These were the same reasons that the clothes in the Fashion Shop always sold really well, even though they provided no advantage in battle. But they looked pretty and that was enough.

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Hey…

Then Yeo-woon suddenly saw his chat change color, because Earth Star sent him a whisper.

“What?”

‘Why are you whispering?’

As Yeo-woon still wondered about that, confused to no end, Earth Star paused for only a moment before he sent another message.

[Whispering] Ji9Star: If you’ll sell it anyway… would you give it to me for 1 billion?

[Whispering] Ji9Star: I threw away my pride to ask this…

Since he privately whispered this question, he probably didn’t want anyone else to know he was asking. Of course, Yeo-woon had no intentions of letting him get away with this, so he just chuckled to himself, before he wrote a message to their party.

[Party] neutaaaa: Sorry, you whispered that so quietly I didn’t catch it.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: What?

[Party] CroakRush: ??

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Ugh...

[Party] neutaaaa: Yeah, sorry, didn’t hear you, try whispering more loudly.

[Whispering] Ji9Star: ...

[Party] CroakRush: Did Earth actually sent you a whisper? Lmfaoooooo

[Party] CroakRush: Why didn’t I expect this hahahahahaha

[Party] CroakRush: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[Party] CroakRush: God I can’t that’s funny; I gotta tell the guild chat rn

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: You wanted the Tulip that bad?? Lmaooooo

[Party] Ji9Star: Stop ragging, you cat

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Croak sent four messages and I only one.

[Party] Ji9Star: And someday I’ll get revenge on that cockroach, mark my words

[Party] CroakRush: Oh noes I’m so scared.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Oh gosh, I’m so scared.

[Party] Ji9Star: Are we sure this cat isn’t just a bad dog in disguise

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Even when I say the same as Croak I’m still the only one getting shit from this guy.

After Yeo-woon picked up the last few items, they left the Ant Cave Dungeon and so they returned to the Dark Tunnel it was located at.

‘Instant Dungeon Ant Cave has refreshed.’

[Party] Ji9Star: I think I’m developing ant phobia

[Party] CroakRush: Look at this guy changing the topic because he’s embarrassed.

Earth Star just quietly adjusted the party settings and then made a move towards the Dungeon’s portal again.

‘Oh, no no, not so fast.’

Before he could disappear, Yeo-woon quickly right-clicked on his avatar and sent a trade request to Earth Star.

[Party] Ji9Star: ? What?

Even though Earth Star seemed confused about what was going on, he immediately accepted the trade request. When the trade’s dedicated screen popped up, Yeo-woon dragged the Tulip onto his side of the trade.

[Party] Ji9Star: Oh woah, I don’t have the money on me… But I’ll get it rn. Brb!

[Party] neutaaaa: You don’t have to.

But Earth Star had already canceled the deal and ran off to get the money. With him gone, Kittycat MeowMeowMeow and CroakRush were quick to tell Yeo-woon he should ask for a higher price.

They told him to double the price. To say that a 0 was missing. To just tell him he wasn’t selling anymore, as soon as Earth got back. The two went on and on, essentially planning out how Yeo-woon could rob Earth Star of his last shirt, until the very moment Earth Star actually got back with the money.

[Party] Ji9Star: Newta, I’m back >_<

And just like that, the way he talked to Yeo-woon and what he called him had completely changed. For the first time, he was called a normal name by this guy, who’d so far only called him by ‘Hey’ and ‘You’.

‘Ji9Star sent a trade request.’

And so a new trade screen popped up for the two. When Yeo-woon dragged the Tulip onto his side of the trade once more, Earth Star typed in his corresponding amount of money. As soon as this number reached ‘1,200,000,000’, Yeo-woon quickly right-clicked the flower to remove it again and then pressed the button to confirm the trade from his side.

‘Trade successfully completed.’

[Party] neutaaaa: Tyy~^^

When he opened his inventory, he felt like he’d turned rich overnight. Earth Star said he’d give him 1 billion, but he could see the guy had added 200 million more to that amount.

[Party] Ji9Star: Huh?

[Party] Ji9Star: ??????

[Party] CroakRush: No way lmao

Earth Star seemed pretty confused, once he realized he’d been robbed. Since he just stood there and said nothing, Yeo-woon assumed he was searching his inventory for the Tulip.

‘[Illusion tip!] When you do a trade, first check that everything is in order, before you click ‘Accept’!’

When the global Illusion tip refreshed, as it did every 30 minutes, Yeo-woon couldn’t believe its perfect timing. He felt very satisfied about it all.

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Heh

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Since we like each other so much, please give me your address.

[Whispering] neutaaaa: Can I keep and resell whatever you send, if I don’t enjoy it?

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Or I can give you my number and then you call me haha.

[Whispering] Ji9Star: I really just want to see your face once

[Whispering] neutaaaa: Lmao I don’t do that stuff...

[Whispering] Ji9Star: Hey, where do you live again?

A smile spread over his lips. Nothing was funnier than Earth Star trying to be threatening!

[Party] neutaaaa: Finally, to have reached days this sweet...

[Party] Ji9Star: ?

[Party] neutaaaa: I guess the heavens have finally blessed me for working hard every day.

[Party] Ji9Star: Do I look like the heavens?

[Party] neutaaaa: Time to thank my beloved parents for their efforts

[Party] Ji9Star: Do I look like your parent?

[Party] CroakRush: Lmaoooo

[Party] Ji9Star: How can you just play with someone’s heart like this?

‘Ji9Star wants to play a 1v1 match (PvP). Do you want to accept?’

‘You have rejected the match.’

[Party] Ji9Star: Wild. Now this so-called friend won’t even grant me a fight after I said all those kind things.

[Party] neutaaaa: What kind things ㅜㅜ

[Party] Ji9Star: PVP time♡

‘Ji9Star wants to play a 1v1 match (PvP). Do you want to accept?’

‘You have rejected the match.’

[Party] Ji9Star: Accept the PVP you coward♡♡♡

[Party] neutaaaa: I’m busy sitting around and telling others how many rich people I’ve robbed so far

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: He’s a legit idiot lmaooo

Seemed like a certain someone had shared the news in Poseidon’s guild chat. There was a sudden string of messages, all sent out with server-wide megaphones.

[Server] CroakRush: Dude actually got robbed by a noob for 1 bil man if that was me I’d just quit lmao.

[Server] Halloween Eggplant: My sincerest congratulations on getting scammed for the first time in your life! ^-^~

[Server] al0ha: Lmfaoooo

[Server] al0ha: gg gg

[Server] Captain Poseidon: Neu is starting his own buisness ^^

[Server] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Call Ji9★ Bank for interest-free loans ♨ Up to 1 billion for free/no payback

[Party] Ji9Star: Can’t believe the cat is being a bad dog again;

Poseidon’s guild members rushed in to celebrate the fact Earth Star had been scammed. They sounded genuinely delighted about this turn of events.

Even the Guild Master sent a whisper saying ‘Congratulations! Maybe that’s the consolation prize for your trouble! Haha’, taking Yeo-woon’s side. But Yeo-woon, the very person who’d just so easily gained 1.2 billion, felt his spite wash away, just watching Earth Star pepper his character with his spear, doing nothing to hurt him at all.

This had been fun. With a lighter heart, Yeo-woon sent another trade request to Earth Star, who was busy just running all over the place like a maniac.

[Party] Ji9Star: Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice, shame on you ㅗ

[Party] neutaaaa: Just take it, I gotta go shower and sleep.

[Party] Ji9Star: You can’t fool me

[Party] Ji9Star: You cannot fool me.

[Party] Ji9Star: But uh... do you mean it?

[Party] CroakRush: Lmao watch him get robbed again. Earth boutta get famous for getting scammed out of 2 bil.

[Party] Ji9Star: ㅡㅡ

Yeo-woon had never really intended to take his money. It’s just the way things unfolded in the moment.

“Someone who falls for tricks like that deserves to be made fun of for a little while...”

But now, Yeo-woon dragged the flower he’d meant to give to Earth Star into the offerings side of his trade, along with the 1.2 billion he’d scammed him out of.

[Party] Ji9Star: Why’re you giving back the money?

Even though Yeo-woon pressed ‘Accept’ on the trade, Earth Star just exited the window without accepting and so the trade disappeared again.

‘The trade has been cancelled.’

‘Ji9Star sent a trade request.’

[Party] Ji9Star: I’ve got a conscience you know, so I can’t just scam items off a beggar like you lol...

[Party] neutaaaa: ? Just take what you’re given

[Party] Ji9Star: Nah;

Their next trade ended up cancelled for the exact same reason.

[Party] Ji9Star: What even is this? You didn’t even reach the 3rd job change yet. Stop throwing money at me!!

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: Lol first he was angry he got robbed, but now he feels bad getting it for free lmao.

[Party] CroakRush: Just keep it, he’s loaded anyway.

[Party] Ji9Star: Ugh

[Party] neutaaaa: I thought it’d be obvious, but

[Party] neutaaaa: I wanted to thank you for doing 20 runs of that Domain.

[Party] neutaaaa: It was a lot of work haha.

Yeo-woon was aware that doing the Domain not once, but a whole 20 times couldn’t have been easy, especially with Earth Star’s disadvantages. Even if he only helped Yeo-woon improve for his own selfish reasons, it was still a lot of help and he felt grateful for it. This thing wasn’t even a cute pet, only some mount that he didn’t care for and so he was sure it would be better for this item, if it ended up with someone who really wanted to have it anyway.

[Party] neutaaaa: Even though you didn’t do much, I was always planning to just give this to you.

[Party] Kittycat MeowMeowMeow: But he didn’t do much, so why are you giving his money back too? Lmao you a philanthropist?

[Party] CroakRush: If you actually take that deal Earth then you’re trash. He’s got nothing to begin with so if you do that I’ll tell everyone you exort money and items from innocent newbies.

[Party] Ji9Star: No way I’d ever accept it;;;

[Party] neutaaaa: ㅜㅜ I’ve got an interview tomorrow, so I really gotta go... I’ll give you this stuff and then I’ll be off.

He really did have to leave. His second interview was scheduled for tomorrow, so he couldn’t keep arguing like this. It’d be awful, if he’d oversleep for such a stupid reason.

[Party] neutaaaa: Bye bye!

[Party] Ji9Star: Wait what

Yeo-woon left the party right away, so that Earth Star couldn’t say any more. He had a plan to put in action. He didn’t log out immediately, because he first had to go back into a village and speak with the postman.

‘Your mail has been sent.’

[Couple] Ji9Star: Bastard

[Couple] Ji9Star: Did you really just sent it as mail?

That chat message appeared the moment he sent off a mail with everything attached to it. Earth Star demanded to be answered and kept raging in the chat.

‘It’s so dumb, why does he always make a big deal out of everything, even me returning his money to him?’

Yeo-woon ignored his messages and just shut down his computer.

(Next Part)

[dovveri]

no yeah, i felt kinda stupid after writing that I liked children and had a good relationship with them to justify not liking the movie- it should be common sense. I said that mostly cuz when i read comments about the movie a lot of people were saying that they didn't like it cuz they were parents or worked with kids so it was disgusting for them to see that thing portrayed on the big screen. And yeah, imo i think this also leads into the "I like younger women" discourse where 40 year old men say that they prefer to be with an 18 year old because they're more 'innocent' (which is just so idiotic and disgusting cuz they're chasing this 'purity' that is just- ) No like, that piece of media/literature is actually really good cuz it talks about some stuff that is really important to understand. Imo it's a good literary piece (specially cuz it has an unreliable narrator) even tho it deals with really heavy topics. The thing is, this thing being popularized during the bear vs man discourse is so harmful because of those men who then go on to shame Ellen and generalize her experience. Then when women say that they can relate to an extent her character and feel more empathetic to her case THEY GO BALLISTIC? LIKE OH NO WOMEN ARE RELATING TO WOMEN???? And like, it wasn't her choice per se? she had no other choice and it wrecked her. The narrator of the story after that is always resenting her for doing that AS IF IT WAS HER CHOICE, LIKE- and yes fr. Tbh, I've grown tired of talking about the sex work industry with some men cuz it's just disgusting talking about it with them cuz some are so out of touch that it's horrifying. I forgot but I rly agree w you on the lust and anger thin separation Like, it's the same with love and hate? In a way? Like, for example, Hamlet is a great example of both (btw I hate him, he's a little bitch. If you like him I'm sorry, not really, but yeah) cuz he goes from loving someone to hating/despising them in a second. Like, in the play with ophelia it's all "oh but he really thought she was going to betray him!" Yeah so him being a little bitch, an asshole and a big misogynist saying she was being prostituted by her own father is ok😀 or him saying that she should go to indeed prostitute herself cuz she isn't pure is ok (this was all stuff GROWN MEN IN MY CLASS SAID) And also, in this line of thought of lust and anger, Hamlet (play) deals with pseudo-incest and incest themes😭 like so many innuendos it's honestly surprising how many people in my class never pointed it out? But like, Hamlet is constantly talking about his uncle and his mother's sex life (he's obsessed) and he hates them so much for it, especially his mother. There is a scene tho, where he goes to confront her and he says that he had once loved her and would love her still if she had not 'bed' her husband's brother. But it's so full of sexual innuendo on his part- like he's attracted to her? But he's also always wishing her ill. Idk it's really weird and when you talked about lust and anger I remembered this

This might be a bit confusing😭 I just woke up from my nap (I love being on break. It's the best thing ever)

ALSO HOW ARE YOU

HAHAHAHA NO ITS NOT CONFUSING I LOVE HEARING UR THOUGHTS ur so right on everything again 🗣️🗣️ and i never studied hamlet actually or watched anything to do w hamlet AHHSHAHA and im sorry? hamlet wanted to fuck his mom what 😭 i wonder if freud read hamlet he woulda had a field day

IM OKAAAAYYYYYY its getting closer to finals so ive been buzy trying not to fail 😫 im going to a friends birthday tmr tho and the theme is ‘overdressed’ WHICH EATS i love that theme its kinda giving met gala but we care abt palestine KSKDKSKA but i still havent decided what ill be wearing yet but thats sth im looking forward to 😁 HRUUUUU!!??

[yoesku]

Sh*tting my pants rn

Today is the day we get results from uni/schools you’re accepted/admitted into but I probably will barely make it LMAOOOO

I’ve done 5/7 exams and failed one BUT my grades takes a good part of what matters in my file to get admitted and uhh...let’s just say I really BARELY made it. I’m sooo average I’m the type of student profile that easily gets discarded/forgotten I hate this ughhh

Two more exams to go through but I definitely won’t pass one of them (it’s an written exam about a class...where I slept every class so much that the teacher gave up trying to wake me up) and the last exam is like in start of July but errr it’s an oral exam...and umm I kinda didn’t prepare what you had to prepare honestly the chances of me getting the average grade are pretty low. 💀💀

Other than that I’ve been in debt towards my friend who kindly payed to order for my merch..and it costed..a lot...hoping my booth at this convention I’m participating to will be able to pay him back 😭😭

It’s been great tho I’m still a loser and planning a small REALLY cute comic of Brioz you guys aren’t ready (i wish i could draw more bowuigi but idk what i can draw tbh :/)

[neganium]

The last couple of years I was in elementary, there was this reading program where you tested on the books you'd read (this is not the other thing whose name escapes me, tho that was Also a thing fairly early on when I was in school, but I'm not sure it still was by then; this was a school-specific thing I think), and if you did well enough you'd get a prize: watch the teachers compete in some kinda year-end event. When I was in fourth grade, it was a baseball game; fifth grade, a go-cart race.

I didn't really care about the prize in fourth grade, but I did complete the requisite reading testing- mostly bc my teacher for that class was willing to work with me, and also encouraged me in the first place when again, kinda didn't give a shit. Pretty glad she did; I think we got snacks at the event. Also, she kinda saved me from the other fate; the one that they absolutely did not tell us about.

Now, aside from pretty plainly stating that us not participating in the program was us being "lazy", which is really fucking rude, in hindsight; the implication was merely that we would not get rewarded if we failed to meet the arbitrary goal. My fourth grade teacher probably knew better, and wanted to spare the students that weren't cutting it from something unpleasant.

My fifth grade teacher was kind of a stuck-up bitch, tho, and probably didn't give a shit about those of us she didn't personally like (as a suspected autistic kid, socially awkward and at the time starting to struggle under an increased workload, I almost definitely did not fit that description). At least, that's what it feels like to me, looking back on things

My fourth grade teacher encouraged us to test, set aside time for us, let us read things lower than our grade level- bc I liked to read what I actually wanted to read, dammit. My fifth grade teacher most likely thought us lazy, didn't set aside time for us, and complained if we tried to read under our grade level bc it would bring lower scores- and being an idiot in many ways, it's not like I could figure out a decent time to test on these books, myself. I needed direction for a lot of things (I still do, frankly, or else I'm kind of lost). Mainly I kind of lacked the initiative to simply ask for time to test.

Thus, I naturally failed to meet the goal. This is where the really shitty part comes in: I had assumed, mainly bc nobody said anything otherwise (other than the comments about laziness, that is), that we simply wouldn't get rewarded with watching the go-cart race. But no, instead, those of us that failed to pass their arbitrary muster were gathered up into the library with some of our text books, set far apart from each other so that we could not instigate any form of communication, and made to read whatever textbooks we happened to bring.

In short, we weren't simply deprived of a reward; that, at least, I would have understood. But rounding us up to punish us (for that was unambiguously what such treatment was for a group of elementary school students), something that, as far as I could tell, was never ever even implied, hurt like a son of a bitch. It was awful, and I'm still mad about it to this day. All because we wouldn't do their shitty tests. It wasn't even like I wasn't reading at all; I just wasn't testing bc most of the books were too low, and thus, I had no proof. Honestly that's more so a way to ensure a child fucking hates reading; luckily that never really happened to me. Still fucking hate them for it, tho.

Everyone give me the most screwed up thing that has ever happened to you in the american public school system