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centrally-unplanned · 9 months ago
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I have been doing a binge on more partisan right-wing discourse around the election, trying to get a grasp on the various motivations. And you can get some of them! Obviously being mad about inflation is the lodestone, voters punish incumbents as a default behavior regardless of it will help the problem (and that isn't even insane, consistently done it creates logical incentives - I authentically get this). Immigration is just, well, you are in what camp you are, sure. Other big ones are mass level The Elites Are Lying, 1/6 was fake, the 2020 election was stolen, and so on, you know it - it is built on sand but again if you ignore the sand the pieces slot together on top.
But a shockingly big one that emerged recently - and it is a little sad how much you can see the "top down" nature of the system in how individuals take their cue from the campaign - is how Kamala Harris is too stupid to function as president. It is funny because A: it is obviously not true. Kamala is not going to be the smartest politician ever or anything, but she is completely normal, and the evidence they link is all pathetic. It almost entirely is examples of her dodging questions poorly, like she doesn't want to answer about why she flip-flopped so she just kind of ignores it and spouts boilerplate. A weakness, she isn't great at this! Obama was way better for example. But it is obviously just politician bullshit - she can answer that question, she just doesn't want to. She can hold day-long meetings working on problems and give 2 hour speeches, she is fine. You can't really buy that the person saying this believes it.
Especially because of B: they are supporting Donald Trump as the alternative! And while Trump is a moron that isn't what I mean here, like Trump is an awful thinker and growing senile, but he has his strengths; he is a moron in some ways but decently smart in others. But your argument for supporting Trump just cannot rest on his ability to cogently and intellectually answer questions. Like wtf. He literally built his career on just ignoring what everyone else is saying and ranting about his own bullshit. That is his entire appeal! You explicitly love the way he just fucks off onto his own threads!
I think it is one of those points where you can tell the proponents kind of don't believe their own statements. It is like the Musk stuff all over again - the way they say it is so boilerplate, there is no emotion behind it, no "authentic reaction". Just doing one's duty. Which in a election isn't a shocker or anything to see; still amusing when you see it though.
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heeheesang · 1 year ago
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ₕᵢgₕ ₛcₕₒₒₗ cᵣᵤₛₕ! ₗₑₑ ₕₑₑ ₛₑᵤₙg.
nine -> problems. ( written + text )
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“and that was out last topic for the day! you did such a great job learning today, pretty girl. i’m proud of you!” jay smiles sweetly at me as he helps me sort out my items in my bag. “thank you for teaching me, jay! i had a great time learning with you, see you next session?” he nods and packs his items too.
“are you going home alone?” jay asks as we walk out of the library together, he was close to my shoulder, almost zero space between us as we walk side by side. “ah no.. heeseung’s walking back with me. he always waits for me.” i said and moved a little further away to create some space between us.
“alright then, i’ll see you in class tomorrow! goodbye ynnie, get home safely.” jay waved at me and i waved back as i sat on the swing in school. weird that heeseung wasn’t here, he would usually wait here or he would at least place his bag here to let me know he was there. a few minutes went past and it was getting cold, not long later it started pouring and i was drenched in rainwater.
ring ring… ring ring…
heeseung? i picked up the call.
“heeseung?”
“ynnie, where are you?”
“i was at the swing then i moved to the cafeteria, where are you?”
“i was getting my motor bike, it started raining so we can’t walk home today, i’m sorry princess.”
“hey it’s fine.. i’ll come up to you right now, i’ll see you at the gates?”
“i’ll be right here princess.”
i hung up the phone as blush tinted my cheeks, i could never get tired of him calling me princess. something about him just calling me princess makes my heart flutter and have a ride or a themepark in my heart. once i saw heeseung from afar, his arms were wide open and i ran towards him, almost slipping at the end but he caught me and we both hugged each other tightly.
“careful there, princess. wouldn’t want you to miss your performance because of an injury.” heeseung giggled as he lifted me off the floor and hugged me even tighter, “we haven’t seen each other for a day yet you’re acting like we haven’t met in years.” i giggled and blushed as he placed a soft peck on my forehead, “still, you’ll love me either way. now c’mon, let’s get you home before hoon yells at me hm?”
as soon as he started his bike, he reminded me, “hold on tight princess,” taking my arms and wrapping his around his body, which i obviously complied to and hugged his back the whole ride home.
the ride home was very smoothing, with rain, with wind, with heeseung. i like heeseung, the way he acts towards me, they way he helps me with everything, the way he would do anything for me, the way he’s so caring, friendly, loving and kind. he was really the perfect guy, all in one package if you ask me.
“anddd we have arrived!” heeseung said, parking his bike and taking his helmet off, “are you asleep, princess?” i quickly closed my eyes, pretending to sleep as he giggled, “how cute.”
he was very cautious in moving so he wouldn’t ‘wake’ me up, he took off my helmet and carried me bridal style into the house. “we’re home, sunghoon!” heeseung yelled as i felt him sitting down, maybe on the couch?
“heeseung! where’s yn— aw she’s asleep?” “yeah.. and she’s soaking wet from the rain. i’ll put her in her room so she won’t wet the couch, i don’t wanna trouble you, hoon.”
not a minute later, i was picked up again and placed on a soft, fluffy, bouncy matress. a blanket was put over the lower half of my body as my hair was oushed off my face, “sleep well my little princess. i love you,”
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androgynousblackbox · 5 months ago
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What A Punny Life 1 (Appleradio, Radioapple)
When the body parts started appearing on his doorsteps, Lucifer didn't mind much. The flowers were nice at least. It was the cards, though, those cards that had him giggling like a little kid the entire problem. And what was up with the radio demon lately? First prompt: Secret Admirer/Love Notes
Lucifer knew that coming out of his palace was going to be a challenge. One that he was willing to take on as long there was ahcance to reform his relationship with his darling daughter. For her, he would interact with the other residents of the hotel on a daily basis even if his social battery quickly depleted. For her, he would join in on their activities when asked for, even if he didn't see the point for any of them. It was only the two of them now in Hell, they were the only thing left of their family, so why shouldn't he do everything he could and more to try to be there for her, to at least show his support? Tolerating annoying radio hosts who had more mouth than spirit of conciliation was even doable. Sometimes he even got small wins here and there when he managed to irritate the man so much that he would be the one to storm off. Sometimes he did. But all in all, it was a manageable existence that he could continue on with.
That was, at least, until the body parts started appearing on his doorstep. That alone could be just fine. After living in Hell for as long as he did, to be shocked by a little bit of blood and gore would be absurd. Someone playing a stupid joke on him by leaving those wrapped up in heart shapped boxed or between some flowers, nothing else. The flowers he was going to keep anyway because he loved a touch of color. Someone's stupid idea of trying to get a rise out of him.
No, the issue were the notes left with them.
The cheesy, corny, full of puns, devastatingly stupid, but oh so simple little cards written by hand, with little doodles accompanied them to give them more meaning.
Words cannot express hummus I care for you.
You're a gouda one!
You've stolen a pizza my heart.
We make a great pear.
So glad I pricked you.
Oh, they were awful. Disgusting. Absolutely wretched. And yet. And yet.
They made him laugh more than anything had managed to do in years. The flowers, when they weren't trying to bite him or were eating the body parts, were not so bad. Now that was a problem, see, becase having someone acting that way and just never give him an indication of who they were the rest of the day was, to say the least, absolutely nerve wrecking.
After the whole unexpectently condeming humanity because of one single idea, Lucifer did not do well with things he couldn't predict. Too much space for his mind to conjure up the worst results possible. If there was some action that he could take, he could just do it and be done with it, but only receiving those gifts that demanded no response from him was his own kind of Hell. What if it was a joke? A really mean one someone wanted to pull because of his separation with Lilith? What if it was real? What if it was a mistake? What if all those gestures were meant to be entirely platonic? What if all of them were like just sending a letter to a celebrity, without any intention of taking things further than that? Honestly, he felt like he could handle all of that, even the prank. It was the not knowing what it was that was slowly eating at him.
He couldn't even trust that it was someone from the hotel itself. Anyone whose magic allowed them to move things through the space could leave those. Through a portal, making them float through a window, by sending a minion that vanished the second Lucifer opened up his door after the knock. It could be quite literally anyone, which also meant they could have literally any intention possible and he had no idea what were those. They could be very bad. They could be good, which was also still bad because, if there was one thing he knew about himself, it was that he was not good for relationships. Especially with someone he didn't know. The question that if he was even ready for one was too heavy to even consider.
Inevitably, despite his own logic, his eyes wondered through the other residents. Niffty was the most obvious suspect. She constantly calling him "scary pretty boy" instead of any of his titles could be an indication of something else going on. If that were the case, then the letters to a celebrity theory could hold up even better and Niffty didn't want anything else but show her admiration. That would be even cute, if anything. Completely innocent, even if the gifts were still bleeding when he receive them, like the rest of the body could still be nearby.
The size issue didn't matter much. After seeing what Niffty could do with a weapon on Adam, he trusted her to be able to rip other people appart if she wanted to. In more than one occasion Lucifer had seen her tending at the flowers of the Hotel. If she did secretly liked them, then who is to say she wouldn't love to combine that with the spoils of her last prey to send out?
If it were her, what a relief that would be. Just a little weirdo with weirdo habits. Nothing else.
"If you keep staring at our little maid like that, your Majesty, she might start forming ideas of her own. You won't have anyone to blame but yourself for what she decides to do next" warned a voice suddenly too close to him and he jolted on the couch as he turned around.
The moment his eyes made contact with that familiar, full of smug smile, his soured, making all the years he had been alive suddenly self evident. When the fuck did that asshole ever came close to him. Not minding at all the scowl of the king, because why would be, Alastor supported an arm on the back of the couch and bended slightly as he grin growed, like an infection quickly spreading.
"I wasn't staring, I was just bored and she happened to be moving around" said Lucifer, rolling his eyes. "Don't you have some toilet to unclog or anything better to do, Bambi?"
"As a matter of fact, I don't." Alastor's eyes twinkled with amumsement. "When someone manages to do their job well, rather than letting it to rot and for others to pick up the pieces, they usually gain the benefit of enjoying a little break. Is that a new concept for you, your Majesty?"
Lucifer looked around the lobby, but the only other ones, besides Niffty cleaning up, was a Husk taking his afternoon nap at the bar before Angel Dust arrived for his usual drink. No traces of Charlie around, nor Vaggie. At least when those two were around, Alastor tried to be tolerable, but the moment they were not… well, he was on his own, quite literally.
Right now, he had two glaring options. Point out that he, as a mere busboy, did not have and could never have a single clue of what royal duties entailed; o ignore him entirely, see him seeth in frustration because he wasn't getting the reaction he was clearly looking for. But Lucifer was always looking for a new angle and he tried it out.
He had better things to do than to indulge a sinner. Finding out who send those gift was a priority. Once he had that confirmation, he could leave the whole issue alone and not have to think about it anymore.
"Am I correct to assume you and the maid are close?" inquired casually, examining his claws.
Alastor's head tilted to a side, his ear flickering slightly in surprise.
"She is one of my contracts."
"That is not what I asked."
"That is, however, the answer. I know her as well as you can expect to know someone whose soul you have owned for some time now." That said literally nothing to Lucifer. Someone could be a complete and total stranger and still trick them into selling their soul. He didn't know enough about the man, nor cared to, to find out what was his style of dealing yet. "Why the question?"
"Forget it."
It was obvious he wasn't going to get anything useful from him. Tell him point blank about what he was thinking was off the table too. Somehow Alastor would mock him for it, teasing him about how he couldn't know something so stupid and, worse, let it affect him at all. How pathetic of a king, bla bla bla. He just wasn't in the mood for his bullshit.
As he stand up and started walking where Niffty was obssesively cleaning up the carpet, he had no idea what was he expecting. He could feel the eyes of the radio demon screwing themselves up to his back as he came closer. Niffty only noticed him at all when his black booth came to her field of vision. A long wicked smile greeted him.
"Scary pretty boy is here" commented as if for herself, giggling.
Just for that reaction, Lucifer felt more confident that she had to be it. Just for that, she was already a more endearing figure for him.
"Hey, uh… I am floored to see you today! I see that carpet has a knot of personality to unravel! Working hard, huh? One fiber at a time, right?" said, making some finger guns to really sell in that he appreciated all the punny cards and they were on the same frequency.
The face of Niffty instantly scrunched up, like she had been forced to lick a particularly evil lemon.
"Argh, I hate puns" she groaned. She returned to her emphatic brushing, done with their conversation already. "Just make an actual joke instead of mixing up words. So lame."
"Ah-ah, yeaaah, so lame. Totally! Glad we both know that! Well, it was nice chatting with you!" As he made his way back to the couch to grab his coat, Alastor's laughter could barely be contained behind his hand.
"What was that, your Majesty?" asked, eyes lighting up as Lucifer glared at him as if this was somehow all his fault.
"Zip it, Bambi" said, folding his coat on his arm. "I just remembered that I do have better things to do than waste time with you, in fact."
He dissapeared through a portal, ignoring the guffaw of Alastor that followed him until he closed it again. After taking a shower to wash away the embarassment, he had managed to clear up his head once again.
Well, that was one less suspect at least. Back to the worrying and infinite possibilities that could end in literally any number of ways. Great.
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mezmer · 2 years ago
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Here I will explain why my blog banner describes me as an anti sugar activist. I try to be as "scientific" as my brain and heart allow, but I value my experience over scientific studies even if they support my view, huge ridiculous autist sugar post incoming
Sugar is highly addictive for most people. The problem is way more dire than we act like it is. Added to foods you wouldn't even think to include sugar. The link between sugar and obesity, endocrine disruption, general inflammation and malaise, disease, diabetes, your teeth rotting out, and even cancer, is undeniable no matter what articles or studies you try to dig up. not many people want to admit how bad it is. People who enjoy sugar, who might say "you only live once! It's not like I'm shooting heroin" suffer weird problems and assume it's something else. Children set up for a lifetime of failure because their parents don't pay attention to their sugar intake at all. I have a very drastic example of this I won't go into much detail about, but a set of parents close to me are feeding their daughter extreme amounts of sugar. She has a learning disability and is a very intense child. I've hinted at the sugar link and everyone is in denial.
I have baby sat this child and gotten her to eat organic wheat bread PB and J with a no sugar added, all fruit jam.. happily told her parents who did not care at all. It was such a feat to me. Everyone knows a picky child. It's worse than you think. This is a gateway drug and I'm totally serious. I said I would not go into great detail... I too was raised on welch's fruit snacks, "pancake syrup", sprite, Kool aid, and worst of all I was allowed to put as much sugar that I wanted into my tea. My parents were wonderful, they just didn't think or know how bad it was to do this
I've struggled with a sugar addiction before and since getting clean from drugs and seen the effects of it firsthand. The most obvious to be seen from the outside that I can make people believe is my struggle with acne. We know bacteria feeds off of sugar. This is why people who drink sugary drinks are at risk for UTIs. If bacteria enters their bladder, sugar makes it grow. Well no amount of washing my face, bentonite clay masks, washing my pillow cases, wearing a bonnet, would make the acne go away. Recently I tried to only eat a certain pint of ice cream thinking less sugar would help. It didn't and I'm over two weeks off of all sugar that isn't naturally occuring in honey and fruit. Crazy how natural sugar does not feed the bacteria and hormonal disruption. I've been in this cycle more than once. Not only does the acne go away, my face appears radiant every time. Breakouts as soon as I relapse. Maybe you are thinking, this is a bunch of hogwash and I eat little cakes often without a problem. That's fine. I know addicts who have used meth for 30 years and you wouldnt wonder much about them. Smokers who lived to 80. Sugar doesn't do me any good at all.
Neither my mom, who was just put on a medication with awful side effects because she is developing diabetes. Her doctor (doctor she's had for decades who is a total piece of garbage and prescribes dangerous cocktails of conflicting medications !! That's a whole other post!!!! Put my grandma on pills which nearly killed her! Plus other people HAHAHA) saw her coming up with high blood pressure, blood sugar, and cholesterol without thinking to suggest a diet change first. My mom is overweight and likes to eat sweets. My mom told me, I can still eat sweets, I just have to eat less. I did tell her that didn't work for me. I quit because I don't want to end up sick this way. Diabetes runs in our family. The prescription is making my mom nauseous and dizzy. Insane to me right?
Why aren't the dangers of sugar recognized? Why am I the only advocate I know? I would shut the fuck up if the dangers were believed by more people. Is it Because Sugar Taste good? Not seen as a vice. We accept that corn syrup is not so good. Canola oil pretty bad. Dyes in food causing children to develop ADHD and autism, or whatever. Is there no risk in consuming sugar? Many health professionals don't want to admit it? I feel strongly. I feel sick when I eat sugar but I can't find myself able to stop unless I truly try. We are all convinced that it's just a danger to your teeth if you don't brush enough. MIL is a sugar addict who buys birthday cakes on clearance and clears the whole cake in a few days, a twice daily flosser and brusher, who has lost over half of her teeth to extractions, sees the link, and has no intention to quit.
Finally, I bake yummy dessert recipes excluding half the sugar while using honey, maple syrup, brown sugar for what is left (which is slightly better than white sugar from my understanding) and I have never made a baked good that is ruined by doing this. You can't even tell that I've excluded sugar and the foods have more flavor because sugar doesn't overpower the dish. They don't make your teeth hurt. You can eat more cookies because there is less sugar and they taste better. The texture is the same. Bakers will tell you this isn't true and you need to use the whole amount of sugar so the cookies and cakes arent ruined. Yes, you need torched sugar on creme brulee. Fine.
Do you ever find yourself scraping icing off of a cake? I have baked more than one birthday cake for loved ones excluding sugar and adding natural alternatives (NOT stevia or monkfruit which taste like shit and suck) and ive gotten nothing but compliments. My brown sugar maple cake with cream cheese icing using very little sugar was a hit for my partners birthday that everyone probably ate too much of. This isn't a brag, it's an idea for anyone who bakes to try and change your recipes. It hasn't failed for me. Ok SOrry
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davekat-sucks · 11 days ago
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Floral: You can’t have a kismesis with someone you don’t respect, and in my opinion Jade has never respected Karkat. Just reeled him in and pushed him and pacified him with passwords, and Karkat on the flip side gave Jade an outlet to express her own frustrations with herself.
DK-S, I'm sorry but I can't get over this fucking sentence.
Either the writers are projecting their own feelings of a woman that rejected them onto Jade, or they are genuinely delusional and in love with Karkat like Miles clearly is.
How can anybody misinterpret their relationship that fucking badly, and saying with a straight face that Jade was a manipulative whore that strung poor innocent angelic Karkat along when all he wanted to do was be her unsung emotional support.
"Karkat on the flip side gave Jade an outlet to express her own frustrations with herself"
What in the incel gaslighting.......... HSBC team, this is your goat?
KANAYA: Do You Think Terezi Is Aware Of Your Interactions With Her KARKAT: I DON'T KNOW, PROBABLY? KANAYA: I Dont Want To Sound Too Meddlesome Because I Know People Dont Like That Much But Didnt You And She Used To Have A Thing Like That KARKAT: MAN, WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK WE HAD A THING??? KANAYA: Well Didnt You KARKAT: THE THING WHICH MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE EXISTED NOTWITHSTANDING, WHAT RIGHT WOULD SHE HAVE TO BE UPSET ABOUT ME TALKING TO JADE. KANAYA: Maybe She Thinks You Are Trying To Make Her Jealous KARKAT: OH LIKE SHE'S NOT DOING THE SAME THING TO ME BY TALKING TO THAT POMPOUS TOOL WHO'S IDIOTICALLY INSECURE ABOUT THE COLOR OF HIS EYES. KARKAT: WHILE HYPOCRITICALLY TYPING WITH HIS CANDY RED TEXT TO DRIVE THE GIRLS WILD, WHAT A FUCKING SHOWOFF. KARKAT: YOU JUST KNOW SHE'S DOING IT TO ANNOY ME, SHE WAS PROBABLY EVEN PUTTING ON A LITTLE SHOW FOR ME CRYING OVER HIS CORPSE, LIKE SHE REALLY GIVES A SHIT. KANAYA: Do You Actually Believe She Was Pretending KARKAT: YEAH SURE. I DUNNO
?GG: future karkat, if you really are future karkat...... ?GG: where do you get off thinking you can just suddenly act like were pals because you said you apologized???? ?GG: if you want to apologize then great i am all ears! but just mentioning it off hand and then yelling at yourself the same way you yell at me all the time as if i need a knight to come save me from yourself is so lame, not to mention completely insane ?GG: i cant even believe the things im typing here! this is so stupid, talking to two of you at once is the worst thing imaginable ?GG: you treat everyone horribly, even yourself, i cant even fathom how awful it is to be you ?GG: past karkat, youre acting like a bigger jerk than he is and i think you know that! why dont you take his advice and grow up ?GG: as if theres even a real difference between you two. three hours is hardly any time at all, you are the same person YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!!!!!!!!! CCG: OH SHIT FCG: YES, THAT WAS GREAT. WE BOTH HAD IT COMING, ESPECIALLY HIM. GREAT WORK JADE.
?GG: dave wait dont go! ?GG: youve got to save me from this insanity :( FCG: OH I SEE, NOW YOU COULD USE A KNIGHT, HOW VERY INTERESTING, HMMM. FCG: GOD I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO BE FUTURE YOU, SLIGHTLY LESS FUTURE YOU IS SUCH A GOD DAMN PILL ?GG: i cant wait for future you to future kiss my ass! CCG: YEAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
FCG: HAHAHAHA, YOU HEAR THAT YOU OBSOLETE PILE OF GARBAGE? JADE JUST FLIPPED YOU OFF WITH A COLORFUL FINGER. CCG: MAN, SHE OBVIOUSLY HATES YOU MORE. SHE CALLED YOU A SYCOPHANT WHICH IS A HUNDRED TIMES MORE DESCRIPTIVELY WORSE THAN JUST BEING A RUN OF THE MILL SCUMBAG LIKE ME.
CG: HMMMMM. GG: will you stop saying hmm!!!!!! CG: OK, FINE. CG: WHAT OTHER SEQUENCE OF LETTERS WOULD YOU HAVE ME USE TO REGISTER MY PROFOUND FASCINATION. GG: fascination? GG: what do you find so fascinating? CG: I'M JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND. CG: I AM BEING SENSITIVE ABOUT IT INSTEAD OF A RAGING FUCKASS, ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU WANT. CG: YES, IT IS, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME JUST ASK FUTURE YOU, [[ASSUMING THAT CONVERSATION DOESN'T MAKE YOU CRY AS WELL.]] CG: NOW TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS.
CG: THE THING IS, I KIND OF MISREPRESENTED MYSELF. CG: I'M NOT AS MUCH OF A SCUMBAG AS I WAS SO DETERMINED TO MAKE OUT WITH MYSELF TO BE. CG: FUCK I MEAN CG: MAKE MYSELF OUT TO BE
^All his weirdo therapy bullshit was him gaslighting Jade that her getting mad at Jadesprite was the same thing as him being a colossal fucking embarrassment, and he even got horny imagining her making out with herself. That's what the "make out" typo was meant to allude.
And he even guilted Jade to also apologize to him for being right. He even mocked her for crying!!!!!
It's always been about his bruised ego, he only talked to Jade to make Terezi jealous, fell for Jade because she didn't cower to him and called him out on his bullshit, and still the writers whine about her allegedly manipulating him. Karkat has always been a creepy incel, and so are the writers that relate to him.
if ANYTHING, now that the writers said that shooshpapping in public is obscene, Karkat forcefully acting as Jade's therapist or auspitisicm between the two Jades is now canonically harassment too.
Considering that Karkat imagined Jade and Jadesprite kissing each other, he basically sexualized them. The conversation is about Jade's concerns and thoughts about Jadesprite and during it, Karkat thinks the two should kiss. This bastard is a fucking perverted freak that would almost give Cronus a run for his money.
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secretlythepits · 10 months ago
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Bracing for Tomorrow
I took a beat and that was healthy for me.
Tomorrow is a big day I am dreading. It’s my husband’s last chemo, plus immunotherapy, plus an extra visit with his original oncologist to check on his throat. We have to do it at the bigger downtown treatment center which is just a lot less nice and a lot more stressful, but it makes sense because of his oncology appointment.
He is still coughing a lot and sounds awful, but he is back at work. His doctor said if his pretreatment labs are fine, he can get treatment. No doubt it is going to freak out every other patient and caregiver because he sounds infectious, though he’s not. His oncologist has to put a camera down his throat, which he always hates, but this time with his spasmodic coughing, it doesn’t seem possible. We shall see.
Things will die down after this. He will get a PET scan and that will let us know how effective treatment was. He will continue immunotherapy and that should be much easier, so maybe life will level off.
That is him.
Next week is my youngest son’s birthday. Not great timing because it should be pretty hard around here with his dad wiped out from chemo and pertussis, but that’s when it is. He wants nothing. Sounds good but it has the effect of putting more pressure on me to come up with something. I told him my abilities peaked last year and it will be downhill from there. He agrees. Last year I surprised him with the best dog that has ever existed. Nothing can come remotely close to that. Oh, that means we have a doggy birthday too.
That’s him.
I have made serious progress on my curriculum. It is more work than I expected but it’s also much better than I expected (and I had high expectations!). There is still much to do, but it feels good to hit a benchmark. My brain gets tired from this task. It’s pretty much the hardest thing I could make my brain do: organize many, many different pieces of information into calendars. I have to take breaks. I can literally feel my brain fatigue, like you would if you were doing bicep curls and pushed too hard. It’s not a headache, but I feel this slushy sensation and I know I am about to lose my ability to walk and talk if I keep going. However, I can often come back after an hour break. Still, there can be a cumulative effect and that’s annoying.
I’ve also been regularly exercising. Not much progress but it feels good to get moving and I know it’s the first step to getting a good program going again. I wish I could do more but I am maxed out. I feel not just like I’m taking baby steps, but Thumbalina baby steps.
When I was freaking out last week I called my soul sister. I am so lucky to have her. I can say the most terrible thing I’m thinking and she thinks I’m still marvelous. We have known each other 46 years and been extremely close for much of that time. On the phone I fell apart and then suddenly we were deep belly laughing. Neither of us saw it coming. Love can be truly magical sometimes.
I feel more settled in my heart. I’m focusing on my life. I am really stressed out about tomorrow and the the wake it will create, but the big picture things I wrote about last week are ok. They are forgotten but the changes I made in my mind have brought me peace. Also I’ve received some support from some friends and I really needed that.
When I watched the Olympics I was amazed at the hurdlers. How do those women jump do high so fast, so relentlessly? It boggles the mind. Tomorrow is a big hurdle. I am an ostrich so I’m afraid to look at it.
But don’t ostriches also run very, very fast? I have to remind myself.
Anyway, that’s me.
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iguessitsjustme · 5 months ago
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4Minutes Ep 8 Drunk(ish) Thoughts
I'm not really drunk. I'm currently sobering up from not even getting fully drunk in the last episode. And I'm not drinking anymore. I already feel like garbo and I don't want to drink again for awhile. But I do want to finish this show. If you read my last liveblog you probably know I have…issues with this show but I must finish it because I must know. Under the cut:
This show has done so much to make me not care. 8 episodes in and I don't care. There is one exception and that is Ton Kla. Which would be impressive if it wasn't so sad.
And now is episode 8 happening in Tyme's head? That would be the worst possible scenario. I don't know if I can make it through an hour of Tyme's brain.
I really hope this show isn't supposed to be a tragedy. Not because I don't like tragedies, I actually really enjoy them. But this show would make an awful tragedy. Because I don't CARE about the characters this would be a tragedy about.
What is this? The life they should have had? This means nothing to me.
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Sure, why not? My apathy towards this show just grows. I'm not really a fan of underwater kisses already so this is just. Yeah might as well.
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Safe from ass count. The blanket saves us once again.
Oh finally we are out of Tyme's head. Only took 20 minutes.
Oh great. This random woman who makes no sense for her to be here. I don't give a shit. I don't even care enough to hate her.
WHAT WAS THE POINT OF HER MAKING HIM AGREE TO MARRY HIM THE LAST TIME WE SAW THEM TOGETHER IF IT WASN'T GOING TO MEAN ANYTHING? WHAT. WAS. THE. POINT.
Don't let the yelling fool you. I don't care. I am just annoyed at the sloppy storytelling.
What convenient evidence Korn's father told him about last episode.
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Yeah because you fucking told him. This is why you don't share that kind of information with the family of the victims. Also Ton Kla isn't stupid. He would have figured it out on his own and basically did. And I still support all of Ton Kla's wrongs. I hope he kills them all. 
Ton Kla stop kissing him unless you're only doing that to distract him from the knife you're about to use to stab him.
DID MY BABY BOY JUST GET SHOT? DOES TON KLA DIE. THE ONLY CHARACTER WORTH A DAMN?
Congratulations you just killed the only character in the show with. Un brain.
Oh now Korn killed himself. I. don't care. He's not the first Korn to kill himself but he is the worst Korn to kill himself. Not that he could ever hope to compare.
How is there still more episode left. I am Annoyed. Just let it end. Let me be freeeeeeee.
So Great and Tyme survived. Okay. Bring Ton Kla back.
And meeting the other patient was just at an art exhibit. Sure. I don't care. I am so close to being free but I suppose the show has to tie up this loose end. Or whatever the show does in place of tying up loose ends.
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Let me guess. Great is working with mr. detective man now in order to make sure his parents face justice or whatever.
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No matter the outcome of this scene it's just gonna show that Tyme learned nothing. If he kills him, he learned nothing. If he doesn't kill him, he learned nothing. Tyme has learned. Nothing. This scene is unimportant as is this man. Who apparently caused all of this by killing Tyme's parents in the first place but that's all his narrative role is good for. He did not get enough screen time to make him a proper villain. He is at best, a scapegoat character to push the evil deeds onto. Nothing surrounding his storyline is worth anything.
Well, I hated it. That was dumb. I could go on and on about how the show fumbled the messaging but I'm tired. You're probably tired of me complaining. I'm just gonna go to bed.
Wait actually some last thoughts: I stand by what I said about Great. He is a good person at his core and he had to unlearn whatever fucked up brainwashing his parents gave him, but I'm fine with his ending because he decided to own up to his mistakes. He nearly paid for them with his life.
Also bring Ton Kla back you fuckers. My baby boy did nothing wrong ever. (Korn can still shoot himself though I don't give a shit about him).
Okay that's all. I am free. You are free. We can all be free together. Nap time (it is 11:14 pm)
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alexanderwales · 3 months ago
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Reviewing the new season of Black Mirror as I watch it.
Spoilers follow!
Common People was awful. It's about a woman who gets a brain implant that's subscription based, with an ad-supported tier, and region restrictions. Completely ham-fisted and shallow, as well as making no goddamned sense, and there's a stupid B-plot where the husband is a stream who does demeaning things for money. Felt like it couldn't sit on any one concept for long enough to explore it, or say anything about it.
Bête Noire was fine. I think going in I thought it was a Single White Female type of thing, obsessive stalker or something, just based on the first few minutes. But then fifteen minutes in, surprise! It's Mandela Effect instead, which I figured was somehow controlled by the blonde girl. There's some stuff in there about bullying, and how a person can make something reality just by repeating it, but then the whole thing goes way too big, powers that just don't really fit in with the tiny framework they've been working in, one about high school drama/trauma and workplace stuff. I did like this one, particularly that moment of people suddenly not knowing what a nut allergy was, which was a "whoa, okay, s we're dealing with something really out there" moment. Unfortunately, I didn't think the rest of the episode delivered too much, aside from the villain speech.
Hotel Reverie had someone distractedly playing Balatro, which felt weird to me, because I still somehow think of it as an niche indie game. Balatro is great though. I should go back to it. The actual episode is not about Balatro, sadly. Instead, it's about an actress who goes into a simulation of a movie, or rather, a simulation of a universe that was presented in a movie. Our protagonist, Brandy, goes in with zero prep time or understanding of the technology, and takes the place of the original actor from black-and-white times. Brandy is, it's noted, a Black woman in what's now a period piece, and she asks whether people aren't going to find that extremely weird. She's assured by Awkwafina (I am a big Awkwafina fan) that it won't matter at all, and this was when I started thinking to myself "wait, are they going to commit to that?"
The recreation of the movie quickly goes off track, both due to some fuckups by our protagonist and some technical issues. Unfortunately for Hotel Reverie, I've seen a number of "keep the narrative on track" stories before, and this one is not doing anything all that new. A character gains sentience and mixes her actor-persona with her character-persona, they fall in love for real, they up the stakes because the movie needs to complete or the real-world actor will die ... I don't know. I think I was too jaded to find it effective. There was also a bit too much technobabble, and the guy at the computer saying "romance sync is going up!" made me feel too much like the bad parts of a litRPG.
The episode also wants me to buy that this actor-character synth is a real person deserving of moral patienthood, and I just ... sort of don't. There's nothing in what's presented that makes me feel like "yes, this is an entity who I should cry over", I think they just sort of take it for granted that you'll empathize. I've seen too much AI stuff to think that though; I take it for granted that AI will be able to convincingly act human long before it has anything like moral worth. Awkwafina repeatedly assures us that this is not, in fact, a person, that it's only a convincing recreation, and you know what? I'm willing to take her word for it in this case. Also, it's sort of stupid that Clara doesn't have answers to any questions about her past, since you'd think that this is something that AI would be ready to whip up really quickly, at least if it's anything like modern systems. An AI that's not willing to immediately conjure up hallucinations? That's the real scifi here.
I do think that it'll work for some people, and wasn't bad on the face of it, just really did not do it for me.
Plaything annoyed me, I'll be upfront about that. It's about a videogames journalist in the 90s who starts playing an alpha build of Thronglets, a game about artificial lifeforms. And look, I was alive in the 90s, playing the Maxis catalog, SimAnt and The Sims and all that. So the conversations they have are just kind of stupid to me: simulation games were not new in the period that this is set.
The journalist is awkward and abused, and takes some LSD, and starts talking to the simulated beings, eventually killing his dealer who treats them like a plaything. The story is told mostly through flashback, eventually culminating in the journalist modifying the platform the program is running on and then drilling a port into his head. At the police station, he draws something the "Throng" has shown him, a radial QR code, and that allows them access to the police computers, and it's a stupid Singularity story, one that starts with a guy in his garage rather than a state-level actor.
I don't know. Seemed dumb to me. There was just a tiny bit of tension in the sense of "is this guy telling the truth or just on drugs and delusional", which gets destroyed at the end, because the superintelligent creatures do end up working. Maybe there's some tension about who they are and what they're doing, but ... meh. It's also a big ask to believe that there's an audio signal that can brick a human brain, and that big ask is placed right at the end of the episode.
Eulogy was the first one that I thought was actually good and worth watching. Tightly focused, interesting effects, reminded me of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind while being less high concept about it. The "twists" were both heavily telegraphed, but I didn't mind that too much. My favorite of the bunch.
And finally, we have USS Callister: Into Infinity, which is a follow up to a season 4 episode about a bunch of simulated people who live inside an MMO. This is such a good pitch. The players just respawn if things go wrong, while the AIs don't, so they're in a high lethality situation, stealing credits to ... keep themselves online, I think? This is slightly complicated by this being a sequel episode, so you have legacy characters to worry about. They come up with a plan to create a private splinter server hosted somewhere away from the game, and sort of abandon the whole "on the run for our lives" type thing, which I thought was a shame. I guess I would have liked for the whole thing better if it were a TV series, to give the characters and situations some time to breathe, but it speeds on to other things, other concepts, and felt rushed to me, as well as being ... maybe a bit derivative of other stories? I think the episodes work better taken together, maybe, but it does feel like there's meat left on the bone. Some of that is just that it lands on certain concepts with feather-lightness before taking off again.
Overall, I think with the exception of Eulogy I wasn't a huge fan of this season, but like every season, there are ups and downs. It definitely felt like there was more budget, and ... maybe not in a good way. The writing doesn't feel substantially worse, but a lot of these episodes are also retreading old ground, and sometimes asking "is X a person?" gets really tiresome, especially in the age of the LLM, when I'm personally more inclined to say "no, that's not a person, it just acts like one unless you can prove otherwise".
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literaticat · 4 months ago
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Hey Jenn. I don't want to name names here - but we all know of some high profile writers who have been acting badly in the last few years, with anti-LGBTQ rhetoric or even accusations of SA. (I can think of at least two huge meganames but there's probably more!) Not all (or any?) of the publishers/agents have disowned them/parted ways with them. Why is this - is it simply money or is it more complicated? Secondly, if a struggling LGBTQ+ writer got an offer from one of these huge agencies or publishers, would it be okay for them to take the opportunity esp if it was their only or even best offer? After all, the agent/editor they might be working with directly probably doesn't support such anti views, just works for the agency/publisher (which are huge). I don't think a struggling writer should lose out on an opportunity just because of a rich megaauthor's bad behaviour or hatred. But what are your thoughts on this issue? If you had a new writer and Publisher A who also publishes Bad Author 1 offered, would you tell them to take it? If your friend was offered a deal from Agency X who represents Bad Author 2, would you judge them if they took the deal? I know we all have to decide our own moral compass, but it's just something I'm thinking of. This was kinda hard to explain so hope I did ok. TY!
I assume here you are talking about JKR and NG?
Re JKR, well, it's not illegal to be a bigot, and I suspect she still makes an absolute TON of money, despite how loud and awful her views are.
Social media seems like the entire world when you are deep into it. If you were to look just at what I see on socials, you would assume that literally everyone despises JKR and is boycotting her work. That is, however, simply not the case. I assure you, the vast majority of people in the world don't know and don't care what her views are, and probably don't even think of her as a person at all, they just like the wizards and still wanna buy wizard stuff! (Or, in fact, they low-key agree with her, or don't know enough about it and think "standing up for girls!" sounds like a great thing, even though it is in fact a creepazoid transphobic thing in her case).
Anyway, it hardly matters -- the idea of turning down a great offer from Scholastic because they published HP feels bonkers to me, and no, I wouldn't advise doing that if the editor there loves your work, etc etc. After all, Scholastic ALSO publishes loads of great LBGQIA+ material. (And frankly, they can probably afford to do so because of the HP money!)
They are, for example, the publisher for MELISSA by Alex Gino, the first trans MG by a trans author, and they continue to publish Alex's work and support it well. The editors and marketing folks and sales folks there are not in alignment with JKR's worldview. You, as a Scholastic author, will never come into contact with JKR or anyone who works with her. It's not a problem.
That said, of course, if my author strongly didn't want to work with Scholastic, or any publisher -- they would just tell me that, and I wouldn't submit to them in the first place! Problem solved before it can even come up.
As for JKR's agent, it's my understanding that her agent has no other clients. Other agents at that agency are fine as far as I know -- again, you will never be confronted with JKR or asked to work with her agent. But if the thought of even being tangentially affiliated grosses you out too much, you can of course just not query that agency. I would not judge you either way, and I don't think anyone else would, either!
Now as for NG: according to this article from January, several of his publishers HAVE canceled forthcoming titles or otherwise distanced themselves from him. And this article, from a few days later, indicates that his UK agent has dropped him. While it says that his US agent and speaker's agency did not comment, if you go on their websites, he is no longer listed. Writer's House doesn't have a client list per se, but his books are no longer up on their "Bestsellers" or "Award Winners" pages, which they certainly were before. So... MAYBE they have parted ways, maybe they haven't, IDK, but they are certainly keeping it on the downlow if they are still working with him.
(And honestly, I wouldn't expect them to make a public statement about it either way. Most agents would prefer to just quietly cut ties and not create a big to-do about it for a lot of reasons, not least of which is, they don't want to get SUED for making some sort of statement that implies he is guilty when he hasn't been tried. And if they HAVEN'T parted ways, they certainly don't want to draw attention to that fact.)
In this case, it seems like the publishers and agents are doing the best they can in a shit situation, and I wouldn't put any onus on them because one of their authors turned out to be a sex pest. I'm certain they weren't happy about it!
If for, whatever reason, an author still has the ick about working with those specific agents/editors, OK -- don't query them. But to avoid whole companies with dozens (or even hundreds) of employees that have literally zero to do with it feels excessive. Writer's House is one of the most prominent agencies in the country and they have loads of agents -- I definitely wouldn't suggest avoiding them altogether!
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mdhwrites · 1 year ago
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The Good of Penacony
I said I wanted to make a blog about the positive elements of Penacony and I meant it, especially since I really enjoyed the new content pretty much until after the first new boss. Some of what came after makes it hard for me to still enjoy what came before but there is plenty of good still, even in this main content.
So, of course, Star Rail 2.0 Spoilers ahead.
So a LOT of what's good is centered around Firefly. For as much as in my original blog I railed against her death, she is this bad trope done EXCEPTIONALLY well. Her scene on the rooftop is the best in all of Star Rail, hands down. Not only that but she doesn't feel like a cinnamon meant to die. She has a real personality, can be distrusting, isn't a complete airhead, still had her own secrets until she died and her own motives and desires. As far as Star Rail characters go, she is genuinely one of the best.
It's why her death hurts so much. I see people trying to joke about it and it causes twinges in my chest. I see people celebrating her and feel joy about it. She is a character who I'm really unhappy to have gone. If the writing was truly just bad, this wouldn't have happened.
A large part of what helps in all of this is that during the time you spend with her, the game drops the mysteries, mostly, and drops its pretensions to genuinely be fun. Instead, it is enthusiastic about its setting in a way we haven't been before. Firefly truly, genuinely loves the dream of Penacony and has a good reason to since it's the only place she can truly live now. She makes the biggest argument anyone could for why the dream must stay. Why it would be such a tragedy for it all to collapse.
I think the time with Sampo is really the only lull with the time with her. 'Sampo' isn't bad mind you. Sparkle may be no fun, part of why I don't like her, but while pretending to be a fun character she gives some good chances to snark and some good jokes. She also introduces neat mechanics and while the Tatalov stuff is entirely pointless, it's a fine distraction. It helps sell the absurdity of dreams.
The dungeons help in this regard too. The dreamscape that's being worked on is majestic and the bird's eye view you have to take to traverse it only helps you drink in the grandeur to this new addition to Penacony. The shooting stars like streaming fireworks are awe inspiring and Firefly is just the cutest little thing with each and every one that you do with her. It's honestly the first time that our party has truly helped add to the atmosphere of a dungeon.
This isn't as true for the Child Dreamscape but that's okay as now we descend into the uncertainty and horror of dreams. This is also part of Penacony's strength from a design perspective. I never felt like the Loufu really supported its own themes too well, nor enhanced its storytelling, with its dungeons. You go through too bland, faceless of environments for that. Penacony is entirely different. The enemies, world design and even how you traverse are genuinely trying to work in parallel with what they're trying to go with for the concept of the planet.
And man... Something Unto Death is a masterfully designed boss. My brother and I were assuming that if Sam was the boss that made sustainers shine (which kind of is true. Sam is awkward as far as a boss fight goes and I'm curious what consensus on him will be) then Unto Death would be the boss for multi-DPS teams. That it was anti-hyper carry.
Which, arguably, it still is. It still wants you rocking at least two DPSes but specifically MULTI target DPSes. Erudition isn't completely the king here though. Because they're starting to acknowledge DoTs as still dealing damage, it's really the Nihility boss and I like that there is one in main content that is specifically weakest to that group. DoT teams struggle after all in the current DPS test focused end game content and having a boss that makes them feel more relevant is a great addition.
Also, I will shout out that despite the fandom thinking the era of Hunt is over, Sam currently appears to be best fought against with Hunt characters. Their speed helps them keep up with Sam, their ults chunking so much weakness off of him is extremely useful if you don't want to have to burn down your own health to get him out of his super state and their overall extremely high damage even outside of ults against this single target mean they can make him suffer the hardest. For as much as I think the Sam fight currently feels like a giant slog, and I worry what a phase 2 and 3 will look like with him, I still respect what they're trying to do with him. If arguably Argenti is a better version of the Yanqing fight though, I'm excited to see what the better Sam fight is.
And there's still plenty of other characters I do like. Gallagher was great in his brief appearance. Misha is adorable and I'm sad we're not getting a companion quest with him. Black Swan might be an idiot right at the end but she is the most competent manipulator amongst the cast of manipulators and at least when she tells me that she's doing it for good reasons, I actually believe her. Heck, I even liked when I first met Aventurine. It's genuinely a problem for me that he's being built up to be the super cool hero of this story next to us that makes me dislike him so much because nothing about his previous appearances sold him that way. An idiot who has gotten too much power, too quickly, and is used to relying on his status getting shut down because he's finally having to deal with people with real power and skills though? I was excited for that with his first couple appearances.
I genuinely really want to like Penacony. The fact that so many things took a step up (I didn't even mention how while the elites might be easy, I think their gameplay and visual designs are amazing) is a really great thing that helped add to the possibility space to the writing. It even started trying to ape Shakespeare by trying to tell us how the story would go from the beginning.
It's just... Nothing about the patch has me excited for where it goes except for the potential for Firefly to come back. Not from the main story at least. That's just a real shame, especially after I actually did manage to get on the hype train for Penacony. I don't usually get to do that.
The last note I'll leave on is my theory for Acheron: If she is an emanator, she is the Emanator of Nihility. She brings things to an end but more importantly for this: She herself is constantly being emptied out. Her lack of memory? Her ability to get lost so easily? Those come from parts of her mind literally being consumed by her nature. It would also explain why she potentially might not know she's an emanator (that's speculation) but also be why she reacts to you the way she does. Not enough of HER is there to not be affected and changed by how you treat her and the emotions you put out. Hence the red text that changes for different players.
And I'll admit that I am excited to see if I'm right. Acheron is probably my favorite Penacony character currently who is still alive and I'll still be pulling on her banner (after it took 160 pulls for Black Swan *sobs*). I just hope Penacony improves, leans more into the dream rather than the mystery and honestly that for a while, Star Rail just stops trying to do mysteries because I don't think they're good at it. Ratio's continuance sucked for it and the thin veneer of it here is dragging everything down.
And that's a shame when so much of it is so high.
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cephalog0d · 2 years ago
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(About the WIP game)
I mean, at this point you already know I love all your fics with all my heart, so I'll refrain from asking about everything you listed and focus on the Reverse Robins - Tim and Damian and the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Week Without Batman because that title alone made me laugh and I'm dying to know more
Thank you!!! <3 Your support and motivation are everything.
(also requested by @automaticsoulharmony so I hope it's okay to combine the asks!)
OH BOY. This mess. XD I have so many feelings about this mess. I've had a couple references in some of the reverse robins stuff I've posted (and in an upcoming one) to an Incident involving Tim and Damian and Ra's and some bad things happening. Well. This is that incident.
This takes place when Tim is 14-ish and Damian is 19-ish (and Duke is 17-ish). While Duke and Damian get along okay, Tim and Damian emphatically do not, for various reasons, but a major one is that the reason Tim figured out their secret identities was because of a very small slip-up on Damian's part, and Damian being Damian he does not take that well. (To be fair, while Tim doesn't excessively rub his face in it, he's not entirely gracious about it, either, because he can be just as much of a petty little shit.) Generally speaking, Tim genuinely wants to help the Bats but maybe also just a little wants to show up Damian because he's a little arrogant and a little competitive, and Damian absolutely does not want this random child involved in anything and he certainly doesn't need his help.
Cut to: A little over a year after Tim falls into the whole Bat thing, Batman has to leave town to take care of some big League business, and leaves Damian in charge as the eldest. Due to Reasons (which are actual plotted reasons, but I'm glossing over them here), Ra's decides this is a good time to roll up and cause some mischief.
Damian (not incorrectly) interprets this as yet another test where he's expected to prove himself and focuses on doing that (successfully, to be fair!) Tim, on the other hand, thinks (correctly) that it's a smoke screen for some other schemery, intended to distract Damian. Later in their relationship, Damian would listen to this and at least consider it, but unfortunately they are emphatically Not Friends, and Damian absolutely does not need help from some random child who's forced his way into their life, so he doesn't listen. Also unfortunately, Tim "Self-preservation who? never met her" Drake isn't just going to let it go.
So. Without giving away everything that happens. Some highlights.
Lots of detective work
Lots of absolutely not communicating
Picking fights you can't win as a distraction!
Life-threatening and permanent injuries!
SO MUCH GUILT
Lying to Batman!
Lying to the GCPD and the media!
Bonding via lying to Batman/GCPD/the media!
Well-motivated but extremely bad at feelings dad!Bruce making things worse before he makes them better!
Also he's bringing 10-ish-year-old Cass back with him into the aftermath of this whole THING which is great timing for absolutely everyone
Tim's introduction to Cass is waking up in a hospital bed with All of the Injuries on All of the Drugs and seeing a small Asian girl sitting next to him and watching him and deciding that sure, this is fine, this is the least weird and awful thing that's happened in the last 48 hours
Anyway, there's a lot of angst and drama and emotions and Duke and the Superboys being real MVPs while Damian is having an existential crisis and Tim is trying not to die and it's THE major turning point in Tim and Damian's relationship moving forward and there's so much to it I can't wait to write.
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dystopianplayground · 2 months ago
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Life has been stressful and I'm either doing too much for others and not enough for me, or the inverse. I don't know.
I've casually seen chloe twice now. She injured her back and can't work how she did currently. Why she's not using the opportunity to grow, get some education, I don't know. At this point, I'm not going to ask.
We fucked once. It was... It was fine. She really enjoyed herself. After literally an hour and a half of me pumping, my body kinda started to give out. And after that time, she was so wet that I actually couldn't even feel anything enough to remain hard. She has some insecurities about her body and so I then spent what felt like ten minutes explaining and gently supporting her body. It's actually quite challenging to explain without sounding like an ass that you can't finish because you're in a tight condom that lessens sensations and she's gotten too aroused to allow proper friction without sounding like you're trying to find an excuse to raw dog.
Thankfully she understood, eventually, and offered up some pretty not great lube that dried out really fast (and left my hand and cock sticky) and asked me to stroke it out for her to watch.
I kinda wanted to kiss her through the whole thing. I blame Yoko for that.
Yeah, Yoko? She's been saying some crazy shit at the amp. The last visit was like 5 minutes in the shower and she just straight up started making out. She caught herself from rubbing everything against each other without protection, but stronger minds prevailed. When we went back to the room, I gave her a thumper toy I bought in Portland. I don't know if she'll like it, but she said that because I got it for her, she will. She fell in love with my leather bag (the one from comicon). But as we got into it, she did a lot more talking. She talked about how she masturbates in the shower to me, she gets excited to see me. She even said that she wanted me to cum on her face and let her taste me.
When we couldn't fuck anymore, she took the condom off and claims to blow me raw, but I don't think she actually does. She might put her mouth on it for a moment but it's mostly hands. Which is totally fine. It doesn't matter, it's a 69 so I'm busy anyway.
But let's talk about costs.
Seeing Chloe costs a minimum of $600. I should also mention that since becoming disabled she's gained weight and developed deeply discolored stretch marks. I know most people wouldn't notice, and if this was a relationship I'd think they were cute. Even saying all that makes me feel awful. But I'm shallow when I'm spending.
Yoko is technically $500, but I'm willing to bet that if I offered more, she'd show up at a hotel with me. And she enjoys doing so much more.
Lastly, Chloe does not have the sex drive. She enjoys it, but I don't think she really wants it. Yoko wants it.
That was my big spend every month until now. I stupidly decided to get back in with a trainer just to get my ass back in the gym. She's pushing me too hard. There's a whole system now that has workout plans, and she's writing hour long plans. I'll do my best, but I already know she's getting half the workouts because I don't have an hour in me currently. Nor do I think an hour is beneficial to me at the moment.
And lastly we have Cami. Cami who's costing me. Currently we're at $2600. And I'm starting to get tired of it. I'd still pay 1000x over, but this started with a fight with a boyfriend, then it was basically homeless, now with a new guy who isn't boyfriend, but totally is. And he puts his hands on her. And I'm so sick of it.
Here's when I don't know how or what to properly say. I'm just tired of people who hurt others getting whatever they want because they can. She could easily find someone nice and respectful. Hell, she could be with me. Or a me-like. But just abusive.
Ugh.
I'm tired. Like sleepy.
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the-firebird69 · 4 months ago
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There's a bunch of people who do not understand what Trump is doing. You can hear what he's doing he's trying to shut down people's income if they're on support and he has that philosophy and he's wrong and people who are on support we're not bothering him and he's not doing it for that he wants to take the money from the agency and it's very evil and wrong everybody who goes in there gets the idea and people are fighting them over it and it's a massive fight and he did have a lot more money than what's in social security which is amazing there's a lot of money does this guy is very evil and stupid a lot of people are going to beat him up today cuz of what he's saying and doing he's like this enemy of Lady Gaga and it's demanding a portion of stuff because of the emblem being used and she said it's just copyright infringement I'd rather pay you a fine and they do tell him it's it's a fine but no there's more to it we can't just do that if you made it a lot of money with it and they have to find us the same thing but it's the same name written in the same fashion so this can be a little fight there but he still wants to do this car thing it really wants to take advantage of her anytime stays that she was the blonde girl Denise from POTUS Otis building company and Harris is good you got my character's name right but not the company so we'll see what I'm saying and he says idle hands and idle minds and she says she's getting to work right here right now so just moving out. That was an interesting conversation because of who it is and she's saying that it won't happen and it's kind of her bowing it's annoying as hell and it's awful and she's trying to pretend she's a trumpster and it is Korean and it was it's painfully annoying it really is horrendous if you want to talk about it it's fine you like to come up with your spiel and your friend and you're awful countenance in your disgusting things and your point of view is just not that great at all but we know what the result is and she's not saying that he's kind of having him say stuff he's tired of being pushed into seeing it he's tired of being bullied by small people with small minds and bullied by people who are almost extinct and it's going to change we're not going to put up with it. if you start doing that you should know you're going to be a lot more trouble than you were in and she's speaking out against Trump is probably going to get back to her and it's true and Trump is kind of hanging himself because he's given trouble to minorities and minorities are already attacking the pseudo empire has hired how many 80% of them that's a huge army and he's giving them s*** and really it's kind of pushing them and motivating them to do the job and just putting in the news everywhere and they're talking about that it's just an upsetting conversation and everyone says they don't get it and you say it it doesn't do much and today Trump said we're just going to spending our Wheels whether he believes it or not we don't know but that's what it is and he's going downwards and it's going to be stuck for real with nothing okay he's going to be stuck with nothing it is happening now much much larger and yeah then camper place is not loaded up with campers this car is there and they are not customers and would not for sale they're just storing some cars there and it's what these guys do and it's not really legal and it's horrendously annoying. They're selling campers and people are leaving and he is not staying opened I guess he understands this radiation here a lot of them don't get that either but he's at his stop and will get you more notices and information later but boy that was annoying and really it's because they're shrinking rapidly and complaining but they soon will be growing and replacing them all over the place except for heavy radiation areas and trumpsters are going to go extinct
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a-tale-of-legends · 7 months ago
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Actually I'ma elaborate a lil bit.
Naomi in the beginning had like. 0 self confidence in herself. She was painfully shy and for the majority of her life her mother would fret over her due to what happened with her dad. It wasn't anything extreme mind you but like. Getting very worried when Naomi would fall and scrap her knee at the playground. It would just be a small bruise but Naomi is getting carried for the rest of the day anyway. For a long time, Naomi has accepted this. For a long time, she was okay with looking at the sidelines to Hop's brightness. This isn't to say they weren't close, they were- practically attached to the hip. Naomi believes in Hop and Hop believes in Naomi.....kinda. I don't think he's immune to how people generally treat her, maybe to a lesser scale. He's protective of her, which she's grateful for of course, but he too kinda ends up stunting her growth a bit. But then he blows all of that out of the water when he wants her to go on the gym challenge with him. It's always been Hop and Naomi after all!
This is the " Hop treated Naomi kinda poorly" part bc. Well. Truthfully, he saw her as a stepping stone for his own legend. Not his and Naomi's, his. She was meant to be the pristine rival, someone who would help show how bright he is - just like Leon! Again, this isn't saying he didn't believe in her, it's very important to me that he did believe that she could take on the gym challenge and be something great. The point is that his vision had him being greater. Like Leon ( but not like Leon because who can truly beat Leon?). But again, this is important, Naomi is still there. They are platonic soulmates and I mean it. Anyway, Naomi throughout the gym challenge really begins to grow a bit more confident in herself. I mean she's winning gym battles she thought she would lose. She's still anxious and shy but having the support from her family helps a lot! And with that own self confidence comes the slow realization that people generally didn't see her as capable, or at least something Greater. She finds herself more annoyed when she's sidelined, when she's waved off when she brings up a concern for " the adults will handle it". I think in her newfound confidence she does start getting a bit irrational. Rationally, yes, she shouldn't get herself into danger. But it feels like people are underestimating her. Feels like she's being the denied the chance to help. I don't know how this argument goes but. I think it would be good for Naomi to call out Hop for how he sees her. To be clear, it's very much not the Full Picture,but I think Nomi would be in her emotions here. I'll probably iron things out so it doesn't feel ooc for her though. She's growing confident, but she's still overall pretty passive so. Gotta work on that. BUT I STILL WANT NAOMI TO FEEL FRUSTRATED!!!
And I think once that frustration settles down and she starts to reflect, that's when the guilt kinda creeps in. Not with how she reacted but with the feeling that she's taking away her best friend's dream. Her rivals dreams. The reason Hop is so upset is her fault and she feels awful. Honestly? Probably contemplates quitting because of it. But she doesn't! I think this is where Naomi and Hop Talk For Real.
Then we reach the climax and you'd think Naomi is super confident and ready to go all in and maybe she is outwardly but I don't think she uh. Wanted. To be at the center of the apocalypse. That was not her plan. She simply wanted prove she can be worth something. And now that she is in the center of it she's! Kinda freaking out! But no need to think about that! Gotta save the world!!!
And then she does that and everything is back to Normal but it's not Normal bc she still feels so uncertain with herself and not sure how she stands emotionally and is kinda afraid to lean on Hop bc the guilt of how she acted is still there so! It's fine! It's cool! Yippee!!!
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Discord having Hop discussions. So naturally, I thought of Naomi ( sorry Hop)
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legacyshenanigans · 2 years ago
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Hello!!! I love your blog so much! But can I ask.... How are you? How is your sleeping schedule like now 🫶🏻??? (Also can I request a MC and Rerek interaction, but they agreed IN ONE thing, you can think of what it is... I just want more interaction and sass) But also I hope you are Ok and fine... Love you💕🫶🏻
Hiiiii 😊💚
Thank you so much! That means alot...And thank you for asking me how I am, I dont get that alot in the asks lmao.. I'm OK, but my sleeping schedule is absolutely awful 🤣 I've spent probably the last 2 weeks with a brain like mashed potato, I've been wanting to talk about it actually, like I dont want anyone worrying over me, I'm fine, honestly, but because of how mashed my brain is currently, I feel like I have days where I post loads, and then days where I don't post alot because my brain just be like:
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And I know people want feeding, and I know people enjoy my stuff, and I guess I'm sorry if I'm not giving y'all what you want 24/7. I'm a very "I'll write what I want, when I wanna write it" kinda person even when my head is good, nevermind when my head is bad lol! 🤣 so yeah, that's how I am, and that's how I'm feeling currently lol 💚 and love ya too, thank you for the support! 😊
(Regarding your request, click the undercut 🙂)
Interactions with Rerek
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MC: *walks into Marvolos room to wait for him*
Rerek: Urgh..*turns away from her*
MC: *Goes over to his vivarium* Hi Rerek *small smile*
Rerek: *harshly moves away in his huge vivarium away from MC, staring at her and hisses* URGH...God...Will you just leave me alone!
MC: Listen Rerek, I know you're talking, but I can't understand you, so how about, yes or no questions? You can nod or shake your head to answer me..Ok?
Rerek: Listen here Masters Cumdump, I will not play this stupid little...*sighs*...Fine...*nods head*
MC: Great *smiles* Ok so..Do you like me?
Rerek: BAAAHAHA... *shakes head*
MC: *frowns* will you ever let me pet you?
Rerek: No hoe. *shakes his head*
MC: *offended scoff* Ok LISTEN..If I bring you a poacher every week, Alive..For you to kill and eat..Will you let me pet you?
Rerek: .......
MC:...... (??)
Rerek: Hmmmm. *nods head*
MC: Really?! *smiles*
Rerek: Yes bitch, really. *nods his heads*
MC: So we are agreed? I bring the goods, you let me pet?
Rerek: *sigh* Yes..We're agreed *nods head*
MC: So does this mean you'll like me? *smiles*
Rerek: No? it means we will have a working relationship..Nothing more, you give me what I want, I give you ONE THING that you want, which is to pet me..Thats it *hissy laugh* I don't have to fucking like you, Whore..P-ha..
MC: ......?
Rerek: Urgh..Shit..Forgot..*shakes head*
MC: Dammit! *frowns*
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aliensunflower-fics · 2 years ago
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CHANGING FACES Chapter 6: Arrival
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After years of dealing with each other Lila Rossi win’s when she  convinces Hawkmoth that Marinette is Ladybug. In order to throw off  suspicion and keep the Miracle Box safe Marinette and her supportive parents leave Paris and head to Gotham of all places. In this new place  away from her friends and her unhealthy routines Marinette is forced to  confront herself and change for the better. Helping her on her journey  is a surprising new friend and potential ally. When Alya missing her  friend learns about the chance to win a free trip to Gotham she  convinces the class to work hard to qualify. When her new life clashes  with her old one will Marinette be able to hold on strong to her new  confidence or will she crumble under the pressure?
( This fic will be for the most part comedic, fluffy, and sweet, with only a bit of seriousness to tie it together. With only the mildest salt  because I don’t think the class or Adrien are bad people just that they  can be naive and selfish thanks to the canon writing. I hope you enjoy  reading this work and have fun with me on this journey. )
CHAPTER 6:
Arrival
Marinette had never been so happy to be on solid ground. The plane ride had been… Turbulent to say the least not to mention long leaving Marinette to agonize and worry the entire time that maybe while she was busy up in the sky Hawkmoth would strike luckily the freak of a villain seemed busy and so the flight passed without the need to use Kaalki which was a great thing as Marinette was unsure just how precise the power of voyage was. 
As the small family of 3 disembarked from the plane with their meager belongings Marinette breathed in the fresh air with relief it was chilly and barely light out … She was tired, yes, but she was also giddy and a strange sense of freedom was filling her with every step she took. There was no Hawkmoth here, no purple butterflies no constant need to lock her own emotions into vault, no more need to lie to her parents, no more Bustier telling her to be the classes shining example, no more Lila whispering lies behind her back, no more Adrien too shoot her longing puppy dog stares as he waited for her to ‘forgive him’ when he had never bothered to apologize. 
She was free. She was safe? … Well as safe as one could be moving to a city known for its killer clowns and freaks in masks. Not that Marinette wasn’t prepared for that, her training with her own mother and the Amazon’s of Themyscira for the last few years had transformed her small unassuming body into a weapon. Not to mention the new magical training the Kwamis were giving her, Tikki especially pushed for more training once she started learning just how awful some of the villains of Gotham were and she made Marinette promise that if the Joker so much as even looked at her she would not hesitate to transform him into a cockroach. Technically it wasn’t murder so she figured Batman would be fine with it.
As they moved through the airport presenting their documentation to the necessary people Marinette’s excitement only grew with her fingers twitching with anticipation as the polite woman welcomed them to their new home and they exited the security clearance area into the wider airport. Her eyes scanned the crowd eagerly until they landed on the group of 3 men chatting amongst themselves. She let out a squeal and started running, catching the men’s attention as she flung herself at them in joy. Jason however acted fast and caught her first wrapping her into a tight brotherly hug and lifting her off the ground and away from Dick and Alfred.
“Woah there jelly bean you trying to take the old man out? Lucky I caught you huh!” 
Marinette snorted and rolled her eyes trying to squirm out of Jason’s grasp so she could hug Alfred and Dick who was looking rather put out.
“Oh please Alfred’s not frail he’s like Grandma Gina he will live forever at this rate and be healthier then all of us.” 
Tom and Sabine chuckled at the scene as they walked over with their meager bags and proceeded to hug Alfred and catch up while Dick tried to pry Marinette free from Jason in order to get his hug that Jason had so rudely stolen. Marinette meanwhile dangled from Jason’s arms with an amused and exasperated look on her face. She’d missed her ‘brothers’ greatly and was happy to see them again. There was just one thing, one tiny little thing…
“When did you freaks get so tall!”
The sudden comment had both boys stopping as they seemingly for the first time paused to take in Marinette’s appearance. Sure they had seen pictures of her and video chatted plenty of times but this was the first time in years where they had physically been around her and now that they were… 
“I think the better question here is why are you so short.” Marinette gasped in faux offense squirmed out of Jason’s grasp clutching her heart in mock betrayal. 
“How could you say such a thing… Dick is my favorite now.”
The oldest Wayne grinned and accepted his hug while sticking his tongue out at Jason who was playing the part of the dramatically betrayed. 
However now that Dick was hugging his little sister he could not help but blurt out. “God you really are short.” 
Marinette squawked indignantly at the comment. “What no! I’m normal it's you two who are the-” She gestured at them with waving arms. “Alfred! What have you been feeding them and where can I get some!” 
Alfred chuckled and opened his arms calmly to accept the warm hug of his god daughter. “I’m afraid I haven’t been feeding them anything unusual; they simply sprung up like weeds.”
Marinette huffed and puffed up her cheeks. Stupid genetics.
“Ah don’t feel too bad jelly bean Dickie here isn’t even THAT tall, just wait till you meet Kori in the flesh now that's tall.” 
As the group moved its way out of the airport Marinette recalled the measurements she’d received when designing Kori’s wedding dress, not to mention the pictures that showed the beautiful tan woman towering a full head over Dick at the altar. Maybe it was something in the water of Gotham that made people tall. Considering all the supervillains she would not doubt it.
“When will I finally get to meet Kori and Mar’i face to face anyway? I wanna hug my cute little niece already!!!”
“Why? Because she’s the only one not taller than you?” Jason snickered before letting out a surprised yelp as Marinette playfully punched him in his side with a pout. She had some surprising strength in that arm of hers.
“Later in the week, they wanted to come pick you up with us but it was so early and your parents told us your new school was giving you a week off to adjust to the new timezone before classes start.” Honestly it had been a hectic night with Mar’i refusing to sleep determined to go with Dick to the airport but eventually she fell asleep clutching Silkie and so Dick had left alone.
“What school are you going to anyway, jelly bean? Maybe I can come pick you up sometime after school for some lessons in self defense at my gym.” Mostly he wanted to see her flatten some of the men twice her size; he knew Sabine had been training Marinette since she was young and he was eager to see what his little sis was capable of.
Marinette smiled at the thought. “That sounds nice, as for my new school mom and Alfred arranged it for me, I think it's called Gotham Academy.”
Marinette missed the way Dick and Jason whipped their heads around to glare at Alfred. Gotham Academy wasn’t a bad school, in fact one could easily say the opposite: it had great staff, good facilities, and it had accepted Marinette on a full ride scholarship thanks to her high grades and many achievements. The problem was the school was also full of a bunch of rich leeches, but worst of all it had Damian. Now both older Wayne’s could admit they loved there little brother even if Jason would deny it to keep his cool reputation but Damian had a bit of a bad track record with first impressions. Not to mention the fact that the 3 Wayne’s had already discussed how best to introduce the Dupain-Chengs to the rest of the family so they could all be one bigger happier family and they had agreed to wait and while and let them settle in before dropping the bomb that was the Wayne family and more specifically BRUCE on to them but if Marinette met Damian at school and got a bad idea of him… Things would get complicated.
Alfred however unlike the younger two Wayne men was not worried. He had a feeling that Marinette and Damian were just what the other needed right now. Yes, he’d heard many things about Marinette’s situation from her parents. What she needed now was someone to bring out that bold Marinette he knew was waiting for a chance to shine. And as for his youngest grandson while he had been doing much better and had made friends he was still hostile and wary Marinette however might be just what he needed. The old man chuckled with a warm smile. 
“I think you will like Gotham Academy very much, Marinette.”
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Damian Wayne had a reputation. Since his first ever day at school at the age of 10 after he’d moved in with his father the young heir had… Problems with other students. His personality was icey and his training too deeply ingrained that school and him had not gone well. Yet his father refused to let him skip or be homeschooled, determined that with time school would help him develop his social skills. For the first few years Damian was alone he shoved people away and did only what was required waiting for the day when finally his father would see that school was beneath him and he could achieve so much more without it.
At 13 that reputation evolved. And not for the better. Damian had been so sure of his own intelligence and his own superiority that he failed to notice that viper slinking through the grass. A girl, the same age as him, unlike other girls who had failed to approach him due to the obvious attempts, Lila had been more subtle. Instead of acting interested in him she acted unfazed she even began dating Jon the only person his age Damian was close to. He’d let his guard down thinking that she was nothing but a simple sweet girl. But he had never been more wrong. 
Somehow the viper had found his weakness, somehow she knew that deep down under all his posturing he felt insecure, unloved, unwanted, and she prayed on it. She made him feel strong, she made him feel special, she made him feel wanted, she used lies to paint Jon the villain and herself the victim so that Damian would save her and fall deeper into the strange infatuation that clouded his mind. She was a snake. And worst of all he had not even discovered her lies himself; it had been sheer dumb luck overhearing her plot her schemes that had revealed the truth to him.
But by that point it was too late. The vipers poison had already spread and Damian Wayne’s reputation fell from just ‘ice king’ to ‘monster’ even after the lawsuit even after proving her lies and sending the snakes father to jail. Even after he had proven himself innocent… The reputation clung to him. It was a stain that would not wash off, even after Dick convinced him to go to therapy and his attitude improved, even after he fixed the broken relationship with his family, even after he broke out of his shell and made friends in his school, the stain was still there and every action he did and didn’t take only made it worse.
It's not that Damian wasn’t trying, because he was really. He tried to be polite and courteous; he tried to make a good impression. But somehow someway it often seemed to go wrong, though it did not help that his peers were a bunch of rich kids who tended to be overly sensitive, at least in Damian’s eyes. It did not help that Damian was self admittedly a little… Overly blunt and honest not to mention how sensitive he was about girls flirting with him, he knew he’d not fully recovered from the Vipers poison and so even now 3 years after she was gone he was on high alert constantly on the lookout for lies and manipulation. And this… alertness of his had led to again more then a few terrible first impressions. 
To put it simply, Damian was aware that whenever a new student was joining the school bets were made on how fast Damian Wayne would manage to offend them. So when the teacher announced that come next Monday a new student would be joining the class a young girl all the way from France no less a ripple of excitement went through the class as once more bets were being made. This time however Damian Wayne was determined to make them all lose. He would be polite, and courteous he would not snap, not say anything un-intentionally mean, he would be normal, he would simply ignore the new girl and all would be well.
Which is why of course his Teachers asked him to give the new girl the school tour. He was one of the few who spoke French and they were unsure how good the girl's English was so they wanted to play it safe and coincidentally all the other students who could speak French just so happened to be too busy to help the new student. Damian seethed he knew it was a lie, they just wanted to force him to interact with her for their little bets. Fine then! A Wayne is not so easily defeated. He would be a perfect gentleman, he would not offend the girl, it would be fine. He would prove to himself and everyone else that Damian Wayne might be the Ice Prince of Gotham but he was no brute. Bring it on Monday Damian Wayne was ready to meet the new girl.
( Thank you again for all the patience and support! I tend to update slowly due to well... The need to keep food on the table and my finances have been especially tight lately so I was struggling but things are getting better now so hopefully I can write more often in the near future. This first chapter was more to establish some stuff I know its a little short but it felt good to get back into this fic with something a little neater sweeter and smaller. Hopefully I have more up soon! )
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