#why shouldn't i just get what i want even if they're all fucking imaginary?

[gachaparadise]

if Ana/xa is imaginary i'm going to be on the fucking news

[inkdrinkerworld]

ahhh i love chubby!reader and spencer!! what if she overheard someone talking about her weight in a negative way and when she runs into spencer he instantly goes into his own kind of awkward comfort mode bc he secretly has THE biggest crush on you and any other time he would be VERY proud that he managed to get you to hug him but now you’re crying and oh no he doesn’t want you to be sad especially not over the way you look!!

It’s gross. To hear people make comments about your body behind your back in the way you do.

It’s all snide, backhanded comments disguised as compliments. Your stomach rolls because none of your team is near enough to hear them and you don’t feel like making a scene.

Your mind changes when you hear, ‘And it’s so obvious she likes him but what would he do with a girl like her? He’s less than half her size. She doesn't deserve someone like him.’

Your blood boils and you flick away imaginary dust and lint from your clothes before making yourself known.

“You might not like the way I look but you’re much more unattractive than you find me because that’s just vile. You should be ashamed of yourselves. It's none of your business but Spencer and I are dating.”

The local officers blanch and you walk off ignoring their stunned silence and stutters for an apology.

Your hands shake as you sit next to your team and you’re silly for thinking Spencer wouldn’t notice it. Spencer noticed when you had dusted the ends of your hair a week ago.

"Are you okay?" he asks, voice so low it's barely a murmur. Spencer's eyes remain trained on you as you nibble on your lip trying to decide what to do.

"I've been better," you say and Hotch saves you from more questions by instructing, "Y/N I need you to speak to the local police and get every name they have for people who came in."

No one else notices the way your back stiffens as you stand. Spencer does, "I'll go with her, and we'll call Garcia."

Spencer takes you to a secluded hallway and tips your chin up, "What happened, sweetheart?" it's cruel for him to whip that out at work, but it has the same effect it does when you're at home curled in his lap while reading.

"The locals were saying things about me- which is fine, I'm not everybody's cup of tea. But they were extra mean and rude about it." you debate whether to say the rest, but it comes out before you come to a real decision. "They said they don't know why I think I deserve your attention and they said you're too small to be with someone like me."

Spencer gasps like you've burnt him. He feels heat searing his chest as he replays your words. He doesn't know exactly how to comfort you without his words being hard and rough.

"But I stood up for myself," that eases some of the pressure in his chest. "I told them they should be ashamed of themselves and that I wasn't just some girl pining after you and we were together."

Spencer presses his forehead into yours. "I'm glad you stood up for yourself, but you shouldn't have to defend yourself at work or in general. You're amazing and stunning and you're more than anything I could've dreamt up for myself."

His words are soft, sweet and it melts the remaining worry in your bones that even though Spencer loves you, he had regrets.

"They're fucking assholes," he deadpans quietly and you laugh. "But we have a job to do so we'll be civil for the rest of the time we're here but the second we're done, we're messing with them."

[antimony-medusa]

So this fandom has a problem with trauma-dumping. We all know it. People are bad in streamers TTS, and we all cringe, and it seems like every major author has to have something in their Ao3 notes to say not to trauma dump, and last night I saw people telling tham n0phis, who is an artist and like 18 or 19, just details and jokes that you should not tell a random person on the internet. It's bad.

But Why is it bad? What's wrong about being honest about how you're feeling?

Okay, this is gonna take a while.

The basic test for "am I being weird/overfamiliar/trauma dumping" is "would you say this to a barista/cashier". Would you walk up to someone whose job is to take your money and give you coffee, while they are at work, and would you say this. This is the place that like 80% of TTS and a surprising number of anons falls down. They break the social rules, and make it awkward and terrible for everybody. But again, why is it bad to say these things to a stranger? If I think someone's hot, if I've been having tramatic things happen why shouldn't I say so?

Conversation is a game for two or more players. You have what you're actually saying in words, and you have a huge amount of information that is being communciated and things that are being assumed based on things like body language, cultural context, setting, etc. Some people find conversation very natural and keep track of all the rules easily, without thinking about it. Some people have to memorize the rules manually. I have had to memorize the rules manually. It is difficult and it sucks, but it's necessary, because the failure state of a successful conversation, what happens when you break the rules of the conversational game we're playing, is you being rude. That is all being rude is, it's breaking the rules of the conversational game. So. How do you avoid being rude?

If you boil allll the rules down to a single rule, it is "if I say this, do I know what the other person is going to say, and are they going to be comfortable with this. Am I changing the rules or setting of the conversational game we're playing." Not what I want them to say, in some imaginary world where we're best friends, but what is likely that this person who doesn't know me, and is having a causual interaction with me, is going to say. And if you have any sense that you are putting the person on the spot, or you're making them uncomfortable, if you are changing the tone of the conversation from "i am here to get you your coffee" to "things you say to a therapist", don't say it.

This is why you don't make suicide jokes in someone else's inbox, because how are you supposed to respond to that? This is why you don't bring up cancer, even if it's very on your mind, because it is rude to inflict the topic "cancer", or any other heavy thing, on someone who is not currently dealing with cancer already. (This is why it's not rude to bring up cancer at the cancer support group, because the setting has shifted and everyone here has already opted in to cancer. The barista has not opted in to cancer.) This is why you don't tell a stranger they're the cornerstone of your mental health, because again, how do you respond to that? If someone you've never seen in your life walked up and told you that, you'd be going "what the fuck, uhhhhhhhh" and then you'd be stuck between "you're welcome I guess" and "holy shit get away from me".

When you are in a causual conversation with a stranger. You throw them the ball of the conversation already knowing what they're going to say next. (In a general sense.) You say A, knowing that the normal response is B. You set them up for little interactions like "I like your hair/thanks" or "Oh what do you do for work/I work in a bakery/Oh what's your favourite thing about that". You keep that conversational ball in the air, and that's why people do things like talk about the weather, because we all already know what a conversation about the weather is like, so it's a chance for us to non-verbally communicate "politeness" and "friendliness" and "I aknowledge you as a human being and not a machine" while you have the same conversation at a bus stop you have twice a week. That is what small talk is FOR, and that's not a weakness of small talk, it's what it's designed to do.

The less you know someone, the more you are operating on a conversational level where it's vital that you don't say or do anything that you don't already know what they're going to say. Because it is rude to walk up to a conversation that's operating on a level where we're just basically waving at each other and going "hey, human! I am also a human!" and trying to drag it over to the level of intimacy you have with someone who already knows you and loves you, and would help you move without being asked, because this person does not know and love you and did not sign up for that. You're walking up to someone who doesn't know you from Adam and basically throwing your arm around their shoulder and going Heyyyyyyy, I think you and I are best friends, which is just so rude. You're making it weird. You're breaking the rules of the game.

To your friends you can walk up and tell them the terrible thing, because they're your friends, and they signed up for this. You will do the same thing when the terrible thing happens to them. You can move the conversational level beyond talking about the weather, to actual bad things (and jokes that would be inappropriate to say to a stranger), because even if you don't know exactly what your friend is going to say, you know you're not making them uncomfortable, and you have a history where you know you can bring these things up. A streamer/artist/author does not have this history with you. They did not opt in to these topics. They don't know you.

Basically just think about the person on the other end of the conversation and how it feels to be them when someone tells them that if their family finds out they're a lesbian they're going to kill themselves. They don't know what to say to that. You just took the conversational ball and you threw it in their face, breaking their nose. That is not a comment you make to a stranger.

Stop trauma-dumping, stop being over-familiar with people who don't actually know you, it makes it uncomfortable for everyone. Save it for the GC.

[le-panda-chocovore]

You know those dads who sometimes drop a pretty fucked up random backstory then never mention it again ?

That's- That's Toji Fushiguro.

Imagine a world where Toji tries to be a good dad and stays around Megumi and Tsumiki, maybe a Modern AU with No Curse if you want, doesn't matter (no spoilers) :

So, the kids are in middle school/high school, Toji is... Toji, but present at last. And they're doing their homework, they've been sitting there for a while and Toji gets close to see what this is about. And he reads Megumi's notebook and frowns because the words doesn't make any sense.

"Do you need to know this ?" he asks, because he's bored and likes to bother his son. "What are they even teaching you ? That's useless, none of these things will help you in the real world."

And Megumi is kinda pissed because the final terms are soon and he's trying to focus, and he thinks his dad is a dumbass. "Maybe that's why you can't keep a job, because you never listened in school."

Toji snorts, not at all hurt by his son's words, and shrugs. "Never been in school my whole damn life and I've been handling things pretty well."

"Have you really ? You're unemploye- wait what do you mean you never been in school ?? What ?"

"Was homeschooled," is all Toji says before leaving Megumi alone and walking to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Megumi watches him go, dumbfounded, trying to process what the fuck his father just dropped on him. That.... explains a lot of things actually. Why his father totally lack social skills and awareness, why he has no respect for authority or anyone actually, why he always says that it doesn't matter if the kids miss class for a few days. But, really, what the fuck ?

Another time, he gets into Megumi's room (he knows he's not allowed to, he just doesn't care) and sees his son drawing something on a big paper. There's his name, Tsumiki's, and Megumi's too, then a few others that Toji doesn't recognize.

"Is that a family tree ?" He asks, making his son jump because of the surprise. He laughs when Megumi sends him a deadly stare. "Who are those people ?"

"No one. My English teacher wants us to describe our family in 5 minutes so I make up a few people, as usual. They don't care as long as the vocabulary is good."

Toji hums thoughtfully. "You put Tsumiki's mother ?"

"Yeah," Megumi shrugs, trying to focus on linking the branches to the people. "I have to say how Tsumiki and I are siblings. I can't erase her just because she left us."

"That's what my parents did when I ran away though. There was a hole in the traditional family tree last time I went there."

Megumi stops moving, hand mid-air, and turns to see his dad. "...What ?"

He knows Toji is in no contact with his family, he actually wasn't sure if it was still alive until now. Toji never talks about them. And now he's saying that... he ran away ? That his parents pretend he never existed ? That he went back to his old house at some point ? When ??? What ???? Megumi has always thought that his dad got cast out of his family because of his odd personality, but now things appear to him in a new perspective.

"Hey, give me two sisters," Toji says instead of elaborating. "I don't want to be an only child in your imaginary family."

They're watching a movie and a character just got shot on the screen. The character is losing a lot of blood, they're panting, holding their injury tightly.

"Unrealistic," Toji says while taking a bite of his pizza. "You don't bleed that way with a bullet wound. He shouldn't be able to move his arm either."

Tsumiki looks silently at her step-father, a bit worried. Megumi blinks and gathers the force to ask the question she's too polite to articulate.

"How do you know that...?" He knows, he knows he's not going to like the answer. He's already regretting the question. The seconds are long before Toji answers.

"Cause I got shot a few years ago, it fucking hurt as hell." And he takes another bite of his pizza.

Megumi doesn't know if he's relieved or not. On the bright side, that means that his father never killed anyone -as far as he knows, and he doesn't want nor need to know more- and on the other side...

"What do you mean you got shot ??"

Tsumiki learned to cook at 6. She wasn't able to do many meals back then, but with time her cooking skills improved incredibly. She didn't have much choice, growing up with a man who couldn't cut vegetables to save his life. Toji is a kitchen hazard. The first years, he even managed to mess up rice in a rice cooker.

So as usual, the teenage girl is preparing the ingredients to feed her little family, despite the bad cold that made her dizzy.

"Tsumiki," her brother calls while putting a hand on her back to stabilize her. "Go rest a bit, I'll do it."

"It's okay, I'm fine. I just-"

"No, you're not. Let me cook, you need to lie down."

Tsumiki sighs but has no choice but to let her brother guide her to the couch. She is too weak to fight against him. Toji is already sprawled on the couch, but Megumi's kick makes him shift to let his place to the girl.

"What are we going to eat," he asks, very little worried about Tsumiki's state. It was a simple cold, she'll survive. His hunger though feels more urgent.

"Maybe if you helped a bit you'd know," Megumi hissed at him. "How did you feed yourself before us ?"

Toji grabs the TV remote and changes the channel for some horse race that he thankfully didn't place a bet on this time. "We got maids, and only women did the chores."

Megumi stares at him judgementally. Sometimes, he swears that guy just wanted to mess with him. The boy goes back to the kitchen without adding anything and tries his best to prepare something good.

"I don't understand what's the problem," Toji claims to the school's headteacher. He's sitting with arms crossed on his chest and looking expectantly at the man who is half his size. Megumi almost feels bad for Takemi-sensei, it's never a good experience to have a talk with Toji Fushiguro.

"Well, huh, as I said, hum, your son got into several fights, a-and-"

"I heard that the first time," Toji cuts the man off, looking annoyed. He isn't even trying to look threatening, but Megumi couldn't blame the headteacher for feeling uncomfortable because of his father's gaze. "But he won, right ?"

Takemi-sensei blinked, then cleared his throat. "He did, but fighting is prohibited here, we can't let such a comportment pass-"

"So what, you want me to ground him because he's stronger than his classmate ? That's a good thing, no ? My son has amazing fighting skills, of course, he got that from me, he should be complimented for that and not sanctioned."

Megumi very much wants to die right now even though his father is taking his side there. He hates it when the teachers ask to talk with his dad. It's always so embarrassing and weird. But there's nothing he can do now, except hope that his dad won't say anything that would make the headteacher call child protection. It happened already. Twice.

"Megumi," his father calls, making the boy turn his head to look at him. "How many guys did you beat up ?"

"Huh... A lot. Thirty-something, I think ?" He didn't bother to count. "They were looking for a fight, so I taught them a lesson."

Toji grins and shuffles his son's hair with too much enthusiasm. He knows Megumi hates it, but he loves doing it anyway.

"That's my boy !" Toji turns back to the headteacher who's finally starting to understand why the black-haired student is that way. "See, he defended himself ! He's not throwing punches for the pleasure, he was in his right. Plus he won, so it's good ! He beat up thirty guys and he's fine !"

Takemi-sensei opens his mouth but can't think of a word to say to that madman.

"You know," Toji hums innocently, "When I was younger, my father said I needed to get stronger, so he threw me in a pit with wild animals inside. Got me this scar," he explained as he pointed his lips. "Being strong is important to survive, it means nothing can hurt you. I learned that when I was 7, I think the other kids can understand this lesson too."

Megumi opens his eyes wide and Takemi-sensei does the same. What the fuck is this man talking about now ?

But Toji doesn't let anyone question him about his childhood. He stands up, taking his son's arm so he'd do the same.

"Thanks sensei, but I think Megumi's doing great. He'll go far in life. He's smart and he's strong, there's nothing to reprove here."

And with that, he leaves, dragging a confused and shocked Megumi with him.

"I think Dad is pranking us," the dark-haired teen confesses to his sister while they're walking out of the grocery store.

Tsumiki tilts her head and hums. "I don't know... But I have to admit that his stories are... disturbing."

"They're crazy you mean ? There's no way everything is true."

She nods. She's always too polite and nice to say anything, but she too is confused by her stepdad's past. Every now and then he makes a comment that just seems crazy, but he looks so serious and genuine that she doesn't know what to think about it. But she wasn't the kind of person to accuse others of lying, especially the man who kept her even when her own mother left. Well, it was his fault that she left in the first place, but still.

"I try not to think too much about it," Tsumiki sighs.

"One day he's going to tell us that he was secretly a hitman or something, and the worst part is that I'd find that believable."

Tsumuki chuckles quietly while her brother desperately shakes his head. "You're exaggerating Megumi, he's not that bad."

"I'm not exaggerating, you remember when he criticized how the guy took care of the body when we were watching that detective show ?"

Tsumiki remembers that very well, and she too was very worried by Toji's knowledge of human anatomy and different ways to get rid of a body back then. Still, it isn't enough to make him a criminal.

"Dad is freaking strange," the boy continued as he sighs. "Sometimes I think he kidnapped me when I was a toddler or something."

"That's kinda mean, Megumi," a deep voice behind them startles them. "I know I'm not the father of the year but still."

The siblings look at each other for a few seconds, then Megumi looks away while Tsumiki apologetically bows in front of the man. Megumi grumbles something unintelligible and Toji frowns slightly.

"You know, I got enough of a family who sees me as a shameful black sheep for you to say this shit about me. Do you really think you're not my son ?"

Megumi is too disturbed to react anyway. Toji doesn't seem mad, but he looks kinda . . . Hurt ? The kids never imagined that their father could show that kind of emotions.

"What an ungrateful dumbass," Toji grimaced, looking annoyed. "I changed your diapers and woke up to every single one of your baby cries, so don't say that shit again. I'm used to people from my own family saying I'm a freak, but it becomes kinda tiring now."

Tsumiki apologizes again as if she's the one who did something wrong, and Megumi really hates it. He grabs her arm and forces her to straighten up. Then, looking down because he can't handle his father's gaze, he manages a few uncertain words.

"...Sorry." His voice is low but Toji has good ears, he can hear him.

Toji looks at the two of them silently before shrugging and walking past them.

"'s fine. Let's go home."

The kids follow him and they all walk home together. Toji takes the bags to put everything in the closets and fridge. Tsumiki and Megumi look at him doing it, before finally one of them breaks the silence.

"You were abused ?" Tsumiki cautiously asks with her soft voice. She already knows the answer, and so does Megumi, but they want confirmation.

Toji freezes, then starts moving again. "Yeah, you can say that. But it's fine, they're not going to hurt me again. It was a pain in the ass to get rid of those assholes, I don't even understand why they didn't want to let me go when they had always treated me like trash all this time. "

"You make it sound like they're Yakuzas or something," Megumi notes, but he really didn't expect his dad to look at him briefly and hums. "...What ?"

Toji closes the closet door after everything is set in its place and walks toward the sofa.

"Dad what ?" Megumi calls again, following him in the living room. "Wait, don't do that, you can't- We're not Yakuzas."

"Well, you're not, I'm made sure of that. Don't worry too much."

"WHAT ?!"

Anyway, yeah, just Toji randomly talking about his life to his kids.

[bardinthezone]

Watching Making myself sit through Moffat's Who, trying to give it a decent chance and I can't stand it already. Y'know why?

The stupid fucking love triangle.

Because not only is it just generally annoying as a trope, but it is so poorly written here. It takes over the show in a really obnoxious way and completely flanderizes characters who, in the first episode, were decent people.

Rory is portrayed as a fool for being... concerned that his fiance is cheating on him with the not-actually-imaginary friend she's been obsessed with since childhood, who she ran off with and kissed (A normal thing to be concerned about!!). And just generally, he's portrayed as a bumbling idiot. As the one who just gets confused and makes one-liners about being insecure. And both Amy and the Doctor just brush him off, leave him behind! Mocked by the woman who's supposed to be there for him and abandoned by the Doctor who's meant to keep him safe. He's being reduced to basically just comic relief here, and it sucks.

The Doctor is so.. aloof. More so than 10 and DEFINTELY moreso than 9. He's a silly, childish man who often fails to recognize the emotional consequences of his actions. He has his emotional moments, yes, but a lot of his writing falls victim to what I call "Sherlock Syndrome." When Moffat just writes an aloof super genius and expects the audience to fawn over him because he has good outfits and witty one-liners. Matt Smith is a fantastic actor and he carries a lot of his run, but putting glitter on a turd doesn't stop it being a turd.

Amy is yet another victim of the "every woman falls madly in love with the Doctor" pitfall. Worked with Rose, got old with Martha and after that almost every one-off woman who flirted with him just made me roll my eyes. Her obsession and anger with the Doctor didn't have to be romantic, but Moffat just couldn't resist writing a "strong female protagonist" who's sexy and she knows it, who loves having all the boys fawn over her and flirts without a care in the world. Who's a brash girlboss in charge of her boys, but who also turns into a sobbing damsel in distress at the slightest sign of danger.

All three of these characters are so blatantly characatures of themselves right now that it takes me out of it. They're all just quippy one-liners of their smartness or their brashness or their insecure foolishness. Can these types of people exist in real life? Yeah. But the way they're written about here is just obnoxious. I'm willing to accept that later Moffat seasons might be better than this (at least on the interpersonal conflict side of things), but it's season 1 and he's already dropping the ball so hard.

We could've gotten something truly marvelous, with a PLATONIC conflict based on the Raggedy Man from her childhood finally coming back and offering her freedom from a boring adult life. She's enamored with him, but doesn't entirely trust him because hey, he massively fucked up once already. Maybe Rory is concerned about his place in Amy's life, and Amy tries to be comforting. Maybe she messes up, maybe she says the wrong thing. Maybe she says the wrong thing right before losing Rory to the crack in space and time. But she has to try, because why should I care about a relationship where one person doesn't care about the other's happiness, at least a little? And right now it just feels like she doesn't.

I'm not saying shows shouldn't have interpersonal conflicts and flawed protagonists. They should! But to pull that off well, you have to make us want to see these characters grow. You have to give us a reason to enjoy watching these characters interact, even at their low points. And revisting Moffat's run as an adult, I don't feel enjoyment. I just feel annoyed.

[rametarin]

To reprise

Me: "Hey. When you make posts arguing correct things, if you then slap on a word like, 'retarded', you've stepped over that bullshit imaginary line in the sand your opponents use as a gotcha so they don't have to even consider the logic. When you do this, the other sycophants that have been trained to eat out of the idiot's hand and then dogpile into a bunch of yes men hooting into their echo chamber, will focus on, "YOU SAY BAD WORD! OPINION DISCARDED" instead of the rational integrity of your argument. They can perform outrage over a faux pas and bury the actual meat of the discussion. You've given them even an ambiguous and muddy excuse to upend the chess board and leave, self-satisfied. Consider not using words they consider to be inflammatory, so they do not have any excuse to ignore the veracity of what you say and try to actually defend their positions. Give them no excuse to disregard your argument by citing your usage of, "slurs." FORCE them to go out of their way with reaching logic to invent reasons, and stretch the credibility of their accusations, because even their believers/followers will see that as a reach too far and eventually, snap. The reality they don't like hurts worse than any insult you could hurl, I promise you."

Some Of You Babboons: "HAH, FUCK YOU RETARD SNOWFLAKE! RETARD IS NOT A SLUR, I'LL USE IT ALL I WANT! NPC!"

My post was not about retarded being a slur so you shouldn't use it, it was about adjusting and tailoring your speech to reach people that are, for all intents and purposes, brainwashed or blinded by ego. They've been cultivated into a place where their opponents have to walk on eggshells of their design in order to communicate with them as a form of power, or they're told they have the right to antagonistically deny others an audience, and their people ignore that they just left the table and the encounter, rather than support their beliefs and logic in a way that defends or proves them, and rewarded with the group mentality that says they don't have to support how they arrived where they did in their worldview. They do not extend that same courtesy to those they disagree with. And don't have to, because it's a communal personality cult based on principle.

If you want to dismantle and defuse this hideous culture, you need to be able to play their game and win it without giving them any opportunity to take their ball and go home, claiming you said something so hideous and out of bounds they couldn't dignify it with further correspondence. And the fewer reasons you give them they can claim are valid, the more they eventually have to come to the realization it's not their opponents that are Nazis or bigots for disagreeing with anything, it's them looking for excuses to treat even benign behavior like it's hate speech or violence.

Naturally, there are some that are so indoctrinated because they're sheep that want to fit in and see that as the "winning side," or at least, the morally correct side. They're either too ignorant or too invested in the desired outcome (usually something socialistic or communist) to be flexible. But, the ones that are not simply stooges cannot deny to themselves when they see petty disqualification from someone that is not using, "slurs." When they have to actually argue the meat of the matter and have no convenient ejection seat or trap card to pull out that gets them out of the heat and pressure, it falls on them to do something desperate.

And when that happens, we get stupid reaching shit like webcomics about walruses and seals who are, "so annoying because they want to argue despite being polite, with people that don't want to argue." It makes them look pathetic.

Refusal to comprehend this is exactly why the moldy haired anti-nuclear breadtube pieces of shit are even close to winning cultural arguments. Because people that could be arguing with any kind of dignity are being lazy and acting like these overgrown children don't have the ability to engage with the democracy just because they're stupid.

It's BECAUSE they're stupid they can change the foundations and face of the system, because of the values and things they've been taught to recognize as forbidden. People that actually have intelligence are shepherding them in an asymmetric way that benefits from the chaos caused by their bleating discordant stupidity, like mean girls with self-awareness stoking the fires of a bunch of stupid gradeschool girls to be petty, shallow and vain as a form of competition. And unless you can appeal to their better senses and get them to personally choose to think about things outside of their dogmatic and safe, convenient perspective, you're just going to get more morons jumping down the narcotics lined prairie dog holes of Antifa and far-leftist nonsense that takes something even approaching reasonable mercy and reinterprets it through their disgusting red lenses just to hitch them up to pro-communist initiatives like a bunch of reined donkeys.

Some of you that replied have reading comprehension and still replied, "Naw, I see what you're saying but I choose to continue using retarded as an insult." And that's fine. I think that's counterproductive, but notice how my post said please. It was a request and suggestion supporting why, not a demand, and if you read my post, you'll notice it was neutral as to whether or not it was even a valid slur.

The rest of you read a post about how you shouldn't carelessly sling around words like retarded at people you're arguing with on social media because the sort of people put off like that, are EXACTLY the sort of people that should be reading arguments that challenge their notions with as few easy outs as possible, so you shouldn't GIVE them any excuse to pack up and leave and make them do it themselves, and immediately concluded it was just yet another post from some bug eating Lenin apologist wagging a finger and declaring victory during a discussion citing technial foul, for the other calling someone mentally defunct.

One fewer idiot drinking the kool-aid means one fewer idiot laying in wait to sabotage productive, constructive operations. One fewer idiot to vote against nuclear power plants. One fewer idiot to support abolishing police stations and replacing them with narco-mafia- or some flabby community watch that's just one step removed from narco-mafia. One fewer idiot to scream about how animal rights means meat should be illegal. One fewer idiot to claim fucking wool is harmful to the environment so you should use plastic leather. One fewer idiot browbeating their girlfriends about how a popcorn flick is "harmful to society because MMMMAAALE GAAAAAAAAZE" and them feeling self-conscious but not wanting to fight with their friend about it.

[dictatorshipofcapital]

ROTFL - Making shit up about how lesbians feel just to make their arguments seem less compelling is indeed lesbophobia - and misogyny! This girl didn't even say anything to do with this shit! She said women experience homophobia in same-sex relationships! There is something to be said about her denying Biphobia - that does exist in a cultural extent, not a systemic extent, but a cultural extent, and she needs to be educated on it's existence and be struggled on it, but it doesn't mean she's wrong, or saying women are "Impure" when they're having sex with men. That's a disgusting extrapolation on what she actually said that misrepresents what she actually said.

Portraying SOME lesbians not wanting to date Bi women as misogyny is an insane take with no grounding in reality. Personally, I'm Les4Les because it makes me for comfortable. It gives me a sense of comfortability that I don't get with other people. I am not going to assume how they feel, or how they perceive attraction, or what their relationship preference is. Maybe they don't date bi women because the sky is a slight tinge of sickly neon green. Do I give a fuck? No.

Let's analyze this entire screenshot.

"Okay, let's ask ourselves why some lesbians would refuse to date bi women."

A false start to a false narrative. It doesn't begin in reality, it doesn't draw from genuine points, it doesnt acknowledge that women are uncomfortable with dating Bi women because they don't have the same experiences as other lesbians, or whatever their preference is. It begins in the heavens and attempts to draw a connection to material reality. It starts in the spirit, and draws a fancy loop-de-loop to the body.

"Is it because they are attracted to and have sex with men"

Here marks the exact point where we leave what little reality we had in existence and enter a full hypothetical. We have the embryo of a made-up person, of a caricature of a lesbian.

"Okay why does that bother you."

Is it any of your business? I dont feel comfortable dating cis men. Is that any of their business?

"Do you think romantic/sexual encounters with men make make women impure. do you think they spoil them or something."

Not to mention the condescending, misogynistic "Aww, you poor women! So confused and little!" tone this has, but also the extrapolation on an imaginary lesbian that doesn't exist, again, a caricature of a hateful dyke you think oppresses you because they won't fuck you.

This goes on and on, before they go on to press this caricature of this mean, hateful dyke in the brains of the reader, and sums it up by making preference akin to les4les people being a "Catholic Youth Pastor"

Not only is this ridiculous, it is misogynistic and lesbophobic. It turns the author's own misogyny and anti-lesbian views as a weapon of the lesbian "enemy", in order to pursue Misogynistic and Anti-Queer viewpoints.

Not only to note that this is akin to calling t4t people "Cisphobic", which is just as if not MORE ridiculous, it plays into post-modernisms trends and tactics to confuse and belittle the reader, and all "Not-Us's" that it can.

Bisexual individuals DO face superstructural struggles every day. Bisexual individuals are treated with a distaste they shouldn't be. This does NOT mean that Lesbians who strictly date other lesbians are your enemy. This is the lie, and the clever trick of the enemy that should be exposed and annihilated. We must understand that our enemy is not the Bisexual, not the Lesbian, Homosexual, Transgender, intersex, etc, person, but instead we should touch on our unities; We are queer. We are Proletarian. We have the common enemy of the ruling classes, and we must understand this.

Let me re-iterate; I am not targeting Bisexuals. I am not targeting anybody but Post-Modernism and it's incessant tumor on the queer community.

The funniest thing about biphobia is that when it's directed towards men it's just homophobia and when it's directed towards women it's just misogyny. But the woke kind so it's actually okay

[terrence-silver]

"I trusted you! I thought we had made progress! You fucking betrayed me! Undress immediately, it's time for you to be punished!" for Yandere! Old! Terry silver when he discovers that his young darling has revealed sensitive informations about the Cobra Kai to Chozen Toguchi and Daniel Larusso.

When Terry is angry he is really scary! I don't even dare to imagine what he would do if a person he loves suddenly betrayed him and sided with the enemy! If you want also include nsfw

Tragically (and hilariously?) enough the 'secret' beloved leaks doesn't even have to be an actual secret. Doesn't have to be meanspirited, or intentional or even sensitive information --- can easily just be well meaning naivete and cluelessness that has beloved saying something minor they shouldn't be saying (or something they never even realized mustn't be said. Maybe all they did was come close to befriending people Terry deemed enemies --- which is almost everyone who isn't him, or maybe beloved literally did nothing wrong at all), and Terry would take it badly regardless. Why? Because he sees betrayal (and the possibility of being replaced and abandoned) everywhere when he feels threatened, part of him having indulged in so much scheming, manipulation, using and backstabbing himself throughout life, he might just be projecting. He is paranoid. He's been, the way he sees it, taken advantage of by John, Chozen has infiltrated his inner circle, people are breaking into his house left and right, he is buying people's allegiances and loyalties and he's surrounded by mercenaries and Terry might just be here overblowing the severity of things by sheer virtue, especially from the last person he actually loves in this world; his beloved.

So, it takes very little for him to get angry.

Shout that his trust was broken.

That he was fucking betrayed.

That beloved should take off their clothes.

That he is going to punish them; teach them a lesson.

It takes very little for him because he would genuinely dread beloved's figurative betrayal more than anything else in the world, realizing how devastating of a blow it would be to him and as such, in thinking and obsessing about it constantly, how powerless he would become due to it --- he anticipates it, loathes it and fears it even if it never actually happens, leaving him to seek to intercept any imaginary mutiny in his midst by taking precautions and surprising beloved with his ire and speculations just in case, in an attempt to regain control from all these 'what if's' and figurative scenarios that plague his mind. Terry has a panic attack intermingled with his temper coming to light at its ugliest. Beloved's clothes ripped off, they're at his mercy in bed that night and he fucks them until their lose consciousnesses, taking his wrath out on them. Maybe he chains their ankle to the bed for good measure, even though validly, they haven't really done anything that would warrant losing his trust. Maybe they're simply good, devoted and loving and maybe that too, is pretty difficult for Terry Silver to accept. Someone simply being loyal to him? For free? in a world where nothing is for free? Going against the core of his philosophy?

Yeah, no, he should lock beloved in the bedroom and throw away the key.

[aetheternity]

Adventures in the Kawata twins

Disclaimer: This takes place during the present when they're all adults. This isn't an x reader persay but reader is mentioned.

Synopsis: Takemichi & Chifuyu are stuck taking care of the drunk Kawata twins. It can't be that hard they'd assumed. Though they fail to understand that the twins are dumped on them for good reason.

☆☆

"Takemichi, you plan on being a designated driver?" Draken asks as Takemichi plops into the seat next to him at their shared table.

"Yeah, I don't feel like drinking tonight." He explained with a shrug.

"Great!" Mikey exclaimed allowing his straw to slip back into the something red he'd been sucking down. "Then you can take care of the Kawata brothers." He pointed to the end of the bar where both brothers sat. Smiley swiveling back in forth in his chair while Angry just glared at all the people. Their eyes lazily hovering over the thick crowd of people.

"They're barely sipping their drinks." Takemichi scoffed

Draken snorted with a deep laugh, "For now." Though he stopped talking when Mikey elbowed him.

"Yeah ok I'll take them home later." Takemichi replied.

"Not just take them home." Mikey grunted, poking his finger out at Takemichi. "You gotta watch them!" He gestured first to Takemichi then back to the two boys at the bar.

"Ok ok sure."

How bad could they possibly get after all? They were never apart as far as Takemichi could see. Even now they were calmly sipping their drinks, Angry's feet swaying back and forth against the side of the bar stool, his face full of frustration as he played with the straw between his lips. Meanwhile Smiley began talking about something random that barely caught his brother's attention his warm smile stretched tightly against his face.

They were calm. This was gonna be fine....

An hour later~

"Where'd they go!!" Takemichi clung to Chifuyu's shoulders like they were his life support shaking the poor man like a doll.

"Well where's the last place you had them?!" Chifuyu screamed back, head darting up over the crowd trying to locate at least one of the missing twins.

"They're not lost remotes!!" Takemichi grunted

A sudden burst of clapping across the bar made Takemichi and Chifuyu whip around. A rhythm slowly forming as drunk onlookers turned to face the same direction. Suddenly a big blue tuff peaked its way over the crowd followed by a fist raising in the air and Angry's full face coming into view.

"Shit." Chifuyu cursed

Takemichi lead the rush through the crowd, Chifuyu right behind him as the two of them made their way closer to one of the rickety tables near the back corner of the bar where Angry was now pointing out into the crowd. A smile almost as big as his brother's plastered onto his face. But it had a much gentler feel to it, almost as if he did it everyday.

"You! You got what I need! Everybody!" Angry belted as he sung into an invisible mic. "But you say he's just a friend!! Now the ladies!"

"And you say he's just a friend!" Reciprocated the crowd.

"Oh God who's he singing about? Name?" Chifuyu scoffed as he held onto Takemichi's hoodie for fear of getting swept away in the crowd.

"Wait? Angry likes, Name?!"

"You must be the most oblivious person in the world to not have noticed. Even I noticed!" Chifuyu yelled over the crowd.

Takemichi sighed reaching out for the wobbly table working to keep it steady as Chifuyu went around the other side tugging at Angry's pant leg.

"And you say he's just a friend, oh baby, you-" Angry continued until Chifuyu finally managed to catch his attention. "Takemichi! Chifuyu! Hi!" He bounced on the table almost causing it to tip.

"Angry come on, let's go find your brother!"

"Ooo yeah!" He giggled like a child.

"Holy shit I didn't even know he was capable of laughing, let alone smiling." Chifuyu blinked shaking his head.

"Catch me ok!" Angry beamed

"Wait Angry!-"

Takemichi's legs folded beneath him as Angry laid on top of him. Surprisingly he wasn't that heavy, though his body weight came out of nowhere and all at once. It left Takemichi with zero breath in his lungs as an uncharacteristic Angry laid on top of him, Chifuyu's smug grin just above him.

"Thanks for the support!" Takemichi groaned in pain. With both hands Chifuyu pulled Takemichi up, helping him support Angry's weight as he wrapped the younger twins legs around his waist.

"Why-" Chifuyu gestured to the current display.

"It'll just be easier."

Angry clung to Takemichi's hoodie like a curious toddler, sticking his fingers beneath the back to play with the tag.

"Come on, we're gonna go find your brother." Takemichi soothingly rubbed Angry's back before turning to Chifuyu.

"And how do you plan on doing that?" Chifuyu asked

The sound of glass shattering a short distance away and the sounds of loud screams and grunts called the attention of almost everyone in the bar. Aside from those too busy making out or puking to see.

"I'd say follow the screaming."

They'd barely arrived on the scene but the crunches of glass underneath their shoes spoke volumes. Smiley's fists repeatedly slamming into a now completely shattered glass mirror. Blood seeping through his damaged knuckles like a punctured water bottle.

Chifuyu immediately slipped his arms under Smiley's armpits. Shaken a bit by the stoned face that stared down at the shattered mirror beneath them.

"Come on Angry we gotta go!"

"That's Smiley! This is Angry!" Takemichi yelped, shifting a distracted Angry around to look at Chifuyu.

"At this point can you blame me?! It's like we fell into an alternate dimension." Chifuyu groaned "Wait is that possible right now?"

"I don't think so!"

"Get off! This cunt is asking for it!" Smiley reached for the only part of the mirror still even slightly assembled. But before he could punch it in Chifuyu slipped an arm around his waist.

"Let's just get out of here before the cops show up!"

Even in disarray Takemichi was pleased at how much easier it had been getting the twins out of the bar then it had been finding them.

"You can still drive a bike right?" Takemichi asked as he reached into Angry's pocket for his keys. He placed a disoriented Angry on the back, trying to push his leg over the side.

"God, your knuckles are wrecked!" Chifuyu gasped astonished. Some of the glass had chipped off while some stayed wedged inside his closed fist.

"It's fine we can remove it when we get them home."

"Hey do you think Name likes that song?" Angry nodded his head, snapping his fingers to an imaginary beat. "I like the bartender, yeah if you're looking for me I'm at the bar with her!" He sung

"I'm sure it'd be just as uncomfortable for Name as it currently is for us." Chifuyu sighed "Come on get on back." He explained to Smiley.

"Fuck you."

Angry fidgeted around behind Takemichi only holding onto his waist when Takemichi physically slid his hands there. His smile deepening as he grinned along to the music he hadn't stopped singing.

After a bit more pleading Smiley plopped onto the back with his arms crossed over his chest. "Ok, now all we need to do is get them home right?" Chifuyu called over the roar of the engine and the sound of Angry still harmonizing with inaudible music.

"Actually.. I told Mikey I'd look after them for the night.."

"I hate you."

"Chifuyu, please! I can't do this without you! Once we put them to bed the rest should be easy right?"

They pulled up to a red light and for the first time tonight Takemichi could hear himself think. Yeah ok, the rest of the night really shouldn't be too difficult. The hard part was getting them out of the bar right?

"Fuck are you looking at shit stain?!" Smiley screamed to a man casually minding his business across the street.

"Angry!" Takemichi screeched

"See you did it too!" Chifuyu pointed

"Shit, I mean-"

"Huh?!" The man called turning to make eye contact with the four people in front of him.

"Can't this light change any fucking faster?!" Chifuyu yelled

"You wanna go bitch!" Smiley called

~~~~

"Smiley, please shut up!" Chifuyu was practically withering. Smiley nearly left off the bike when the man came charging forward.

In that split second the light turned green and Chifuyu sped off with Takemichi trailing just behind. A flood of nervous tears beginning to stain his face.

"You know Mikey set you up right?" Chifuyu grunted as he hauled an agitated Smiley into his and his brother's shared flat.

"I figured after looking up to see them both gone." Takemichi gasped and heaved, shutting the door behind him and Angry.

"I'm making ramen." Smiley announced, staggering off to the living room.

"No no no what you need to do is lay down. This night has been a nightmare." Chifuyu said

"You wanna go fucker." Smiley spat

"Smiley please-" Takemichi tried

"Takemichi, Michi! Look look at my Tiktok dance! You gotta watch!" Angry tugged on Takemichi's jacket sleeve with kid like hops trying to get his attention.

"Just.. I can't right now please we-"

"Why?!" Angry's outburst immediately brought quiet to the flat, the beginnings of tears brimming in the corners of his eyes.

"Shit, don't let him cry!" Chifuyu exclaimed

"Ok! Ok do the dance!"

Angry straightened, smile reappearing fully. He patted the tops of his chest, shaking his hips to nonexistent music. "You need a woman's touch in your place, just protect her and keep her safe." His arm juts out to the words he's singing, "Baby, worship my hips in ways, so feminine with grace."

Takemichi and Chifuyu blink, mouths hung in a small 'O' as they watched the awkward drunk assembly of movements matching terribly with the surprisingly on key singing. Without warning Angry clutched his knees, bile spilling from his body like a sprinkler system.

"You're in charge of Angry then." Chifuyu patted Takemichi's back as Angry continued to unleash on the once clean living room floor. Coughs escaping his drunken body. "I'll take care of.. ah shit! Where'd he go now?!"

"Maybe that's enough dancing for one night." Tiptoeing around the undigested waste Takemichi reached for Angry's arm. "Want some water?" He asked pulling a staggering Angry into the kitchen.

"There's-" Takemichi managed to get him there just in time. Angry's fingers clutching the edges of the kitchen sink as he leaned forward emptying everything in his stomach down the drain with a loud heave.

"Take your time it'll be-"

"Smiley no!" Chifuyu's voice rang across the flat. As well as the sound of multiple fragile items breaking.

What would soon follow in the next minute and a half were, a hard thud, harsh obscenities spewed one after another, and more things breaking only a couple doors away from where Takemichi was massaging Angry's head.

"Chifuyu, what's going on?!"

Chifuyu clattered out of the bathroom stumbling back and forth between both feet. "He punched me in the jaw." His thumb grazed over his jaw inspecting his hands for any sign of blood. "Do the twins have duct tape in here?"

Takemichi grabbed a paper towel dampening it before patting the sides of Angry's lips and the base of his chin where a small amount of his puke was currently leaking down.

"What do you need duct tape for?"

"Don't worry about that."

Chifuyu disappeared with the tape too quickly for further questions to be asked. Angry's smile was barely visible at this point the alcohol potentially flooding out of his system.

"Will you wash my hair Michi?" Angry pleaded with a tiny whimper.

"You should probably rest." Takemichi replied, he turned to fill a glass of water in the sink before handing it to Angry.

"Can I rest in the bathtub?"

"Why're you so violent when you drink?!" Chifuyu yelled

"Here just go to the couch!" Takemichi gestured, pushing a confused Angry back into the living room before bolting down the hall.

"What the- omg!"

"Get me some rope or some shit!" Chifuyu grunted, pulling both of Smiley's hands together.

Smiley laid beneath Chifuyu on his stomach duct tape wrapped around his mouth. His legs kicking around aimlessly as muffled noises slipped from his mouth. The shower curtain covered in blood and laid in a ball on the floor and the pole now bent in the bathtub. The window in the corner smashed in from the inside, pieces of glass littering the white tile.

I'm pretty sure this isn't what Mikey meant when he said take care of the Kawata twins!"

"Well he won't stop struggling! What else am I supposed to do?" Chifuyu gripped the duct tape, pulling it around Smiley's balled fists before ripping it with his teeth.

The sound of glass shattering in the living room brought Takemichi back down to reality. "Ok fine, just don't hurt him and clean his wounds!"

Takemichi rushed back into the living room tripping over his own two feet. His thoughts immediately scattering as he looked over the new situation. Angry's once full cup of water mixed with his vomit on the floor as the glass was now shattered in the growing mess.

"I want water.." Angry said, reaching out to Takemichi.

"Lay still on the couch and I'll bring you a new cup." He sighed

Takemichi dug around for a few seconds in the cupboard grabbing a new glass from the middle shelf. He hadn't noticed before but the Kawata twins had a gorgeous flat. That was slightly more wrecked right now. But it was clean and gorgeous almost to the point where it looked brand new.

He reached for the faucet, positioning it to fill the glass with hot water before turning it upside down to empty the glass. The water splashed against his disheveled black hoodie dampening it a little more than the sweat of this night already had. When he refilled the glass it was with cold water turning the sink top off and walking back over to Angry's kid like wonder stare on the edge of the couch.

"This house has big ceilings." Angry pointed, mouth agape.

"Yup, here." Takemichi transferred the water to Angry's open hands. He got down on one knee untying Angry's shoelaces, slipping his shoes off his feet before placing them next to the head of the couch.

"Wish I lived here." Angry nodded softly, kicking his socked feet as he sipped the cool water in the glass that had been placed in his hands.

"Lay back ok."

A deep "oof" caught Takemichi's attention as he looked to a staggering Chifuyu, pulling Smiley along like a police officer arresting a perp.

"Ok, from this point on I need to be paid." He grunted

"What happened to your face?" Takemichi gestured to the gushing bruise on Chifuyu's forehead. Blood beginning to leak down the sides of his face.

"What do you think happened? He fucking headbutted me." Chifuyu rubbed the blemish with one hand.

For the first time all night Smiley finally tapped out. Collapsing onto the floor in a small ball. One shoe kicked off God knows when. Hair a disorganized tumbleweed atop his head.

"What do you think Name would think of this song?" Angry bounced in his seat spilling water into his lap.

"Oh God please no more singing!" Chifuyu huffed in exasperation.

Takemichi can already see the crease of Angry's eyebrows and the quiver of his bottom lip. "What he means is we'll hear it tomorrow because you need sleep."

A folded blanket laid on the top of the couch and Takemichi reached for it. He shook it out before placing it over Angry's descending shoulders. Slowly the comfort of falling asleep began to rise on Angry's face. Eyelids heavy and face falling into warm ease.

"You promise?" He questioned as he laid his head on the arm rest.

"Yes bright and early tomorrow."

"Night." He whispered and less than a minute later he was fast asleep just like his brother.

For the next couple minutes Takemichi worked to clean the blood off Chifuyu's face, arms and a couple other places.

"Geez he did a number on you."

"On me, on the bathroom, on that mirror in the bar." Chifuyu listed off as Takemichi walked back to the living room leaving him to pat his bruise.

"But you did do a great job bandaging his hands."

"Uh huh."

Takemichi reached up to his face squeezing the bridge of his nose and the lids of his eyes. Chifuyu came up to his side as the blonde gestured to Smiley. "You're not gonna leave him like that are you?"

"You're right we should put a blanket on him." Chifuyu nodded, shaking his finger in front of Takemichi.

"I meant untie him!" Takemichi followed as Chifuyu went into the first available bedroom.

"Fine, once we get them both pills and clean up we can leave."

"Are you insane! Did you forget my bruises? If he wakes up at anytime before the sun and attacks it's your problem." Chifuyu snagged a blanket off the top of the bed slinging it over his shoulder.

"Why didn't we just put them in their beds?" Takemichi groaned

"It's too late they're already asleep just let it go." Chifuyu huffed

Takemichi followed Chifuyu back into the living room. With both hands he opened the blanket fully before letting it lay flat over Smiley's now relaxed figure.

"One you're insane if you think I'm going home. It's almost three am and watching these two for one night has given me nice horror stories to tell Mitsuya next time he talks about his sisters. Two I was dead serious about needing payment especially now if I'm gonna be spending hours cleaning."

~~~~

Morning came sooner than Takemichi would've liked. The sun blared through the window like the worst alarm. He squinted covering his eyes with one hand before shifting on the floor with the blanket he'd pulled from Souya's closet.

Before he could reexperience restful slumber a couple faint knocks had him tossing aside the blanket entirely. Yanking the door open with a low 'what' from the depths of his fatigue.

"Morning to you too." Draken's voice brought him back.

"Heyo Takemichy." Mikey grinned proudly

"How was last night?" Draken asked as Mikey entered the flat ahead of him.

Though the question really didn't need to be verbally answered as the image of Smiley laying on the ground with duct tape over his mouth and a half kicked away blanket revealing his taped up arms. The smell of puke still slightly thick in the hot apartment and the blood all over Chifuyu's jacket spoke louder than words.

Even with sleep still in the midst of Chifuyu's eyes he turned to Mikey and Draken standing behind him.

"Never a fucking gain." He pointed aimlessly, eyelids dashing over his eyes to properly bring the beauty of sight back to him.

Smiley rolled over, or half way over immediately awakening when he realized he was tied up. His head jerked towards Chifuyu with mumbled questions.

"Hold on."

"FUCK!" Smiley's grin was back full force. The edges of his eyebrows twitching, voice echoing through the flat. The unnecessary roughness at which Chifuyu had ripped away the tape showed off some prominent reddening just below his nose.

"Ah!" Angry nearly flew off the couch with the way he sat up immediately falling back into the pillow behind him. Clutching his head with both arms. "Who's being loud." He groaned

"We figured we owed you guys breakfast for taking care of the twins last night." Draken remarked amusement creeping onto his face.

"And this is way less than I was expecting. No cops or anything." Mikey nodded

"What happened to my fists!" Smiley grinned crazily

"Everyone stop talking!" Angry grit

"Take the twins out." Chifuyu said "I'm going home to sleep."

"Ditto to that." Takemichi yawned

[modgirlyreposts-revamped]

Random incorrect quotes for my Fazbear Frights Broken Reality AU (all of the protags and their friends and shit band together to try to figure out why they're stuck in this, like, hell world, and find out that they're all figments of Cassidy's imagination and their torturous fates are manifestations of his vengeance)

Cassidy, talking to the protagonists' crew: Don't you understand? You're imaginary! I created you to kill you! So why can't you just stay down and die with dignity?!

Oswald, VERY confidently: We don't do anything with dignity!!

Angel: ....come again?

Dylan: No, he's right.

-

Devon, to Sarah: Do you honestly ever shut up about Millie?! It's always "where's Millie?" "I can't, I'm hanging out with Millie" "I'm so worried about MILLIE" and she's always FIVE FUCKIN' FEET AWAY FROM YOU! It's pathetic.

-

Millie, to Cassidy: You're talking a lot of shit for a bitch in punting range.

Sarah: Millie, please, he's eight. Do Not punt the 8 year old. Or call him a bitch.

Sarah: Upon further consideration, maybe you just shouldn't be around kids.

-

Brooke: Oh, look, it's the goop monster made out of my organs and teeth and desperation to be worthwhile. Hello goop monster, how's my life treating you?

Faz-goo Brooke: *incoherent gurgling and growls*

Brooke: Well, good to hear from ya, buddy! You, uh, you have fun with that. (Under her breath) fucking freak.

-

Hazel, playing with her "Lonely Freddy toy": What do you want to do today, Freddy?

Alec, desperately trying to reach out to her: PLEASE HELP ME HAZEL I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE PLEASE LET ME OUT I'M SORRY PLEASE-

Hazel, only hearing little squeaks from it: Haha! Meep meep indeed, little buddy! Meep meep!

-

Hazel, talking to a Freddy Fazbear employee: So I got a Lonely Freddy from you guys a while ago, and when I press the button on his tummy he's supposed to sing a song, but he's really broken and now all he says when I press the button is "help" in a weirdly musical tone. Can you fix him?

-

(TW: cannibalism mention)

Oswald: Truth or dare time! What's the worst thing you've ever done? O accidentally let a child murderer take over my dad's life for like a week. What about you guys?

Dylan: I periodically run away from home.

Millie: I was an ass to my family for a long time.

Sarah: I ditched my only friend because I was so obsessed with beauty.

Alec: I hurt my totally innocent little sister because I was angry at our parents.

Cassidy: Killed an innocent man in cold blood.

Angel: Ate my sister.

Brooke: Well that went from 1 to 100 real quick.

(Gumdrop angel is different in this AU it's a whole thing)

-

Cassidy, getting discovered by the Fazbear Frights characters: Don't think I can neurodivergent minor my way out of this one folks

-

Andrew: So, what, am I like a self insert then?

Cassidy: You and Jake, yeah. And a little bit Hazel and Alec, Ophelia, Kelsey, Millie, even Oswald to an extent, and Ella, the Friendly Face a little bit, believe it or not, the kid with the Tag Along Freddy, Angel, the way her story was supposed to go, the kid who died under the ticket machine, the one who disappeared at the pizza factory and her friend, the one who died in Hide and Seek, Shadow Bonnie, there's a bit of me everywhere, but really you're my biggest "self insert" character.

Andrew: BUT YOU COULDN'T EVEN MAKE ME A MARY SUE?! >:(

-

Cassidy: You know, for learning that you're not real, you guys are taking it quite well.

Kelsey: I mean, we're still real enough that we can feel and live. And change our stories, even. It's not as groundbreaking as you'd imagine.

Sarah: No, no, you guys are thinking about this all wrong. If we're fictional, does that mean we have a fandom? Are people writing fanfic about us?

Brooke: Do people ship us? Do they write weird horny ship fanfic about us??

Dylan: I wonder if there's horny fanfic of Funtime Freddy and Millie's grandpa-

Millie: *Agonized screaming*

Cassidy: (just silently watches, doesn't have the heart to remind them that they're only in his imagination and he's the only one observing them)

MILLIE ABOUT TO PUNT CASSIDY, YEAH SHE SHOULDN'T BE AROUND KIDS GHJFSKHFJKADSAF-

AND CASSIDY TRYING TO "NEURODIVERGENT MINOR" HIS WAY OUT OF EXPLAINING HGDJKDGJSKG-

I am scared of whatever made Dylan even consider the idea that someone me wrote horny fanfics of Funtime Freddy and Millie's grandpa

[angelsswirl]

Vellichor

The One With Shit and The Fan

A.N. Yall are about to be very mad at me, but it must be read.

~•~

Oh and I know

And you know that we've been here before

I think I know how it should end

We got an audience calling us crazy

You feel like a white suburban mom.

The ones that hoot and howl over every little thing in preparation for company.

You feel like that, because that's exactly what you're doing right now.

Hooting and howling over every little thing in preparation for company.

"If you move a pillow to sit on the couch, what do you do with the pillow when you're done sitting on the couch? YOU PUT THE PILLOW BACK! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU GUYS?!"

You had finally managed to convince Jisoo to agree to a civilized dinner with Taylor's parents. It involved a lot of placating and a lot of sex.

So naturally, you had to make sure the house was spic and span, because you wouldn't be caught dead in a filthy home.

Luckily, your children had pulled their own weight and helped, you were now just doing the finishing touches, like putting throw pillows in their proper place and screwing the cap on the milk jug tighter.

You also made sure to keep an eye on Jisoo just in case she decided to booby trap the place. At this point you wouldnt put it pass her.

Ryland came bouncing into the kitchen excitedly, "What did you make for dinner tonight, mommy? You got my text about the Bae-Park's dietary restrictions right?"

Despite being the second oldest, Ryland still called you 'mommy' occasionally. Especially, when she was excited or wanted something.

"Yes. Suzy and Jackson are allergic to peanuts and Taylor won't eat anything with a face. We'll see how long that lasts because you're a carnivore like your mom. And I passed it along to Lia because she cooked." You fussed around the kitchen. Dusting and swatting at imaginary dust.

"But what if mama convinced Lia to poison Chaeyoung?!"

You rolled your eyes. Did your daughter really think her mother would do something like that? Or better question. Did she really think you would let her mother do something like that?

"Jisoo has been here all day and I have her phone. I talked with Lia about everyone's needs and she made something suitable for everyone. Everything is going to be okay. Calm down, baby."

Ryland pouted, "How do you know if Chaeyoung has any restrictions? I didn't text you about her."

"We dated, remember?"

"No. I wasn't there."

"...Everything is going to be okay. Now, get out of my kitchen and set the dining room table. You might have to bring some more chairs in from the garage."

Ryland nodded.

~•~

Jisoo stared at her wife with a partially unreadable expression on her face.

She had been tricked into this. Bribed, if you will. Maybe even conned.

Sure, she was more or less fine with Taylor dating her daughter, but she wasn't really fine with spending more than an hour in a room with one of the only other people on the planet who knows what her wife looks like naked.

Great.

Her wife looks great naked. And Park Chaeyoung knew that.

She was doing her best to hide her blatant jealousy and anger but Jisoo wasn't an oscar winning actress for a reason.

"Are you getting all primped up for me or for her?" It sort of just slipped out. You had been putting on makeup for the past hour and Jisoo couldn't help but wonder.

You had never rolled your eyes harder in your life, "I'm not about to start this with you."

"You're avoiding the question."

"Because you should know the answer by now."

"For me?"

You put the finishing touches on your dark tinted red lip. Smacking them dramatically, then placing the tube of lipstick back onto the vanity.

You turned toward Jisoo with a smirk, "Oh no. For me."

Jisoo could only watch you walk out the door and into the main living area of the house.

Jisoo would try to keep the snarkiness to a minimum. If only because she's sure if she doesn't she'll never get to see your great nakedness again.

~•~

Dinner, to everyone's surprise, isn't that awkward. Probably due to the fact that Taylor easily dominated the conversation, you're a bit preoccupied with fussing over Kaleb, and Jisoo has had a full glass of red wine.

"Tay tay! How did your parents react to you telling them Ryland was your mate? Did they throw a tantrum like mama did?" Peyton asked, her mischievous smile poorly hidden behind her glass of lemonade.

Sometimes, you think Peyton forgets she still lives with you unlike her older siblings and can most definitely still be grounded. You had to resort to your signature glare, but it did the trick as Peyton slumped into her chair, thoroughly frightened.

Taylor looked confused at the question. Peyton knew the answer. They're literally best friends. She was the first one she told.

"No. Mom just mumbled that it probably made sense and then I went to go play soccer."

Ryland smiled lovingly across the table at Taylor. Lia made a gagging sound.

You thanked whatever being was listening that Peyton's chaos energy hadn't prevailed. If you thought, Ryland was your demon child while you were pregnant with her, you surely hadn't seen anything yet.

"Okay, why don't all of you kids, go do whatever it is you do in the livingroom. Mom doesn't need you to see her scarf down an entire bottle of merlot in one gulp." You mumbled that last part under your breath.

Everyone but Lia left the table, happy to be excused.

You stared at her blankly.

"I'm 22."

You're not exactly sure why but your patience is wearing thin quickly.

"Did I ask how old you were?"

"No, ma'am. Excuse me." She bowed her head dramatically before grabbing Kaleb and scurrying from the table.

"Kids. So....interesting." Chaeyoung said in an attempt to break the silence.

"Yeah. I keep telling myself that my reward for not killing them are future grandchildren. Well, actually. I'm already terrified of whatever Peyton procreates."

Both Chaeyoung and Suzy laugh at your joke.

"So, how'd you two meet?" Jisoo asked inbetween sips of her wine. She wasn't even looking in Chaeyoung and Suzy's direction, if only because it was sort of hard to peer around you in their positions.

You tried to listen for answers, you really did, but your reasoning for the irritability comes to light. You're sweating and almost slumped over into Jisoo, but you somehow managed to keep yourself upright.

Jisoo and Chaeyoung's eyes snapped to you at the same time. And the last time you felt this much dread, was when you found out that Jisoo and Chaeyoung found out about each other.

It's almost like you see Chaeyoung's mouth move in slow motion. You will her not to say anything, just let you silently excuse yourself from the table and take your suppressants, but no. Things were never easy when it came to Chaeyoung and Jisoo.

Chaeyoung offhandedly mumbled "That's familiar." She doesn't really mean anything by it. You knew that, hell even Suzy knew that.

But you can see the glass in Jisoo's hand start to shake.

"What did you just say?"

"Huh? Oh nothing. I didn't mean anything by it, Jisoo. I swear."

"Chu...let it go." You do your best to calm her down with a light touch to her thigh.

"It's no big deal. It was stupid I shouldn't have said it."

"You fucking my wife isn't a big deal?"

"Jisoo! What the hell?" You stared at your alpha who seemed to be looking right through you to Chaeyoung. The pent up anger in her eyes was quite astonishing.

"What's your problem, Jisoo? It's been years and the only one who still fucking cares is you." Chaeyoung said with a shake of her head.

"My problem is you."

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, "I'm married with two beautiful kids. I don't want y/n and she doesn't want me. Grow up."

Chaeyoung gathered her belongings and gestured for her wife to follow her. Suzy did so reluctantly, she shot a glance of sympathy toward you but otherwise didn't say anything.

The family left, two confused children in tow.

You swallowed harshly, it was surprisingly easy to fight off your heat instincts considering you wanted very little to do with the person that's supposed to help you through that.

"Well. Congratulations."

Jisoo's brows furrowed, not in the least bit surprised when you dont elaborate.

You got up from the table without a word. You headed to the livingroom and poked your head in, "Peyton, do you mind cleaning up the table. You don't have to do the dishes, just put them in the sink. Thank you." Abigail and Ryland stared after you.

Peyton set about doing the task without any fan fare.

You then hurried into your bedroom. Wiping at your eyes and your makeup.

You knew Jisoo had followed you. Probably wanting an explanation about what you said.

"Why can't you just let it go? It's been twenty years. You said you were over it, but every time you're even slightly reminded you blow up. You know how sorry I am but it feels like I'm still being punished."

"You slept with her. You're mine and you slept with her." Jisoo looked at you like she didn't understand how you didn't get that.

"I'm yours now. I wasn't back then. Even if you imprinted on me I wasn't your mate. I wasn't even your girlfriend. I didn't cheat on you. Why does everything I did have to be some slight against you?"

Jisoo huffed, "You knew I loved you. You led me on you made me think that it was only me. That you were only going to choose me."

"What did I ever say to make you think that? Was marrying you not enough? Is being your mate not enough? Those three beautiful babies not enough?"

"We have four kids."

"Oh, hop off it. You know that's not what I meant."

Jisoo doesn't say anything further. She only stares at some point passed your head.

"Am I not enough for you, Jisoo? Because I don't know what else I can give you. I gave you my life, my love, my womb. But it's still not enough for you. What else do you want from me?!" You tried not to raise your voice too much, but it was sort of a hard feat to accomplish around your tears.

"To go back in time and not sleep with her. To say she never meant anything to you."

"Oh. You want the impossible." You nodded slowly, not agreeing in the slightest. But you got it now.

"Say it."

"You know I can't."

"Say it, y/n."

"We told each other that we would never lie to each other, and I'll be damned if I start now."

"...Then tell me to leave."

"Jisoo."

"I need to go, but I can't do it unless you tell me to."

You choked on a sob, "Fine. Go. Just know, if you walk out of that front door everything that I have said tonight, will be proven right."

That got Jisoo to hesitate. To rethink breifly. But the alpha is telling her to go before she does something she really regrets. So, she leaves. And the pain that encompasses her heart is nothing like she had ever felt in her life.

You heard the door slam shut and with it, Peyton walked into the room. You pretend that you dont see the tears in each other's eyes, "Mommy?" Her omega is calling out to yours, probably more than she realized.

She's technically a pup and she needs comfort, so even though you felt like curling up into a ball and dying you give it to her.

She practically falls into your lap and she sniffled. Your and Jisoo's bond isn't broken by any means, but even the children can tell there's something not quite right.

"I didn't mean for you to hear that, baby girl."

"Are you two going to be okay? I've never seen mama that mad before."

And that question coming from her daughter seemed to hurt the most, "I hope so, Pey. I hope so."

[sausagerat]

WHY LEAFY IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!

I like Leafy. I believe Leafy is one of the most well written characters on the show. It's easy to write her off as "the nice one" and be done with it, but she's much more complex than that. While it is true that Leafy is very, very friendly, we shouldn't ignore that Leafy is prone to sudden outbursts. She can be very mean. And yes, there's more to it than just her purchasing Dream Island.

Lets look at Leafy in the original BFDI and her relationships with the other characters.

Leafy and Bubble have the most on again off again friendship in the series, and this is because of Leafy's own actions. All of their conflicts are born from her pettiness, or Leafy jumping to insane conclusions.

She tries to steal Bubble's friends away when upset with her (Ice Cube) and never wants to hear the other side and sees her story as the correct one (any argument with Bubble).

Even when Bubble tries to prove to Leafy that she's kind, Leafy often dismisses it as "not kind enough". She sees herself as the nicest contestant, having

"73 levels of niceness"

which I believe is quite telling... You can't measure niceness, and if you're really going around telling people about how nice you are, you're probably not that nice.. which is true for Leafy's case, since she finds it difficult to appreciate Bubble's efforts without comparing it to her imaginary niceness chart.

Worst of all this though, is that Leafy decides when to forgive Bubble. She never truly stays mad at her, making her outbursts that much more futile and reactionary. What's the point of getting upset when you will forgive her anyway? This confuses Bubble, and she even calls her out on their inconsistent relationship, but of course, Leafy jumps to the conclusion that she doesn't want to be friends and sticks with it. The flip flop between being friends and enemies can be a very unhealthy relationship for anyone, so Bubble really did say it best:

"we're friends, and then we're not, and then we're friends, and then we're not."

Now, knowing the unstable nature of Leafy and Bubble's friendship, this got me thinking about another relationship...

Firey and Leafy had the most purest relationship in BFDI. They just clicked, and had a strong bond between one another. That's not to say there wasn't a fair share of close pairs in BFDI, but Firey and Leafy were distinguishable from the others, as they actually seemed like good friends instead of being paired up solely because they were in an alliance or to get ahead of the game.

Firey and Leafy never suffered an unstable friendship, because they were always so in sync, he never did anything to upset Leafy, and their personalities combined to create the perfect chemistry.

Well, that is. Until..

I know some people hate Leafy for doing this, but her trust was betrayed by someone she really cared for, and she was denied access over something petty. (hmm .. does that sound familiar leafy?)

Regardless, while Firey honestly behaved out of character, Leafy buying Dream Island to fuck over Firey was in character. While I really disliked the finale, it at least got one thing correct: Leafy's character. She has always been shown to have outbursts if she feels what's being done is unfair to her, and this scene was no different.

However, BFDIA and onwards, there is a noticable change in Leafy's character, and I believe it is very likely because of her fallout with Firey.

In BFDIA, Leafy for most of the season hides out in Yoyleland to escape the hatred and execution of her former friends. She's unable to compete or interract, and is forced to remain in solitude for months. When confronted, she is immediately on edge and hostile, likely because she's still feeling betrayed and unjustified. For the entire run of season 2, Leafy has the short end of the stick. She is bitter and angry, and even when she decides to see Firey again, the root of all this torment happening to her, she is forgotten by even her closest friend.

Fast forward to BFB, where everything seems to finally be getting better for her. She is properly talking to people again, and at least half the characters seem to be on good terms with her, which is saying a lot for the past couple years for Leafy. However, something about her seems very off. She is aggressively kind, literally shouting about how much she wants to befriend people. You could argue this is a part of BFB's chaotic nature seeping its way through Leafy's personality, but I don't think it's that. Leafy. is traumatized. BFDI does a lot of timeskips, and it's never been confirmed what happened in-between IDFB and BFB, but regardless, Leafy has been accepted again. Due to her past experiences with being hated, she doesn't want to go through it again and lets everyone know how nice she is to both the original and newer contestants. Though she is still prone to her short temper and outbursts, she makes it clear to everyone that she wants to befriend the entire cast.

Though Leafy is on better terms with her peers, she still seems to be affected by her past. This is shown in her competing style in BFB, where her trauma with everyone on the island hating her and Firey's betrayal has caused her to be extremely untrustworthy of her team. Her kindness in BFB is a lot less natural due to this, and it feels as if she puts on a front. Who could blame her though? Why go through an entire cast hating you again? She just wants things to be normal. However, her leadership throughout her team shows how she's comfortable manipulating everyone's choices, knowing at all times what they're doing and if they're doing it correctly. This is why if they go against her, they are a lot less "loyal" to her, or untrustworthy. Her controlling nature makes sense, as if nobody goes against her and she's always in charge, nobody can betray her. She is afraid of unpredictability.

And since her fears, or "harshness" made this clear, she is voted off next episode. 

I know that she rejoins, but to be on a team with someone who is a constant reminder of your trauma, it must suck. To not know what you did to them, or why they forgot about you and hate you, is.. troubling to say the least. I personally don't mind if Firey and Leafy never interract  again, but I do want some closure. It's been lingering on for so long, how Leafy feels about it, and if she's truly okay, and I want an answer to know if she really is. 

Leafy isn't "nice" or "mean". She's complex and trying her best. Really, Leafy is very relatable as she's just someone who happens to do nice things sometimes and mean things sometimes, and could use a little more screentime. As surreal as BFB is, it seems to care about their characters more than the previous entries, and take them more seriously, so I'm hoping for something with Leafy too. She's my favorite and needs some love. ❤️

Day 2- Favorite Character

[antimony-medusa]

Oh some very good points! I think that the point that so many of the people on twitter and tiktok think of anything or anyone 18+ as being automatically impure and inherently bad is very true, and something that makes me kind of concerned at how they'll navigate their own sexuality as they age. I grew up in conservative christian circles which had the same attitude (though it started from problematic theology, not capitalism + puritanical culture), and honestly why I'm coming down so hard on "it's actually fine to be a sexual and or romantic being" is because it took me so long to unpick the fucked up damage that culture did to how I viewed both myself and other people. And you see that "you wouldn't like it if someone did it to you" mentality all through purity culture, but it's brought to an absolutely unrealistic place when it comes to interacting with other human beings.

I am not psyched about people being attracted to me. I'm pretty aroace, the idea of romantic or sexual relationships in real life makes me panic. Purity culture wants to push it that anyone who then is attracted to me is like, basically sexually assaulting me because they're behaving sexually about me without my consent. But that's not how that works. If I walk past people and they're attracted to me, as long as they dont make it my problem, they're not harming me at all. What people do in their own thoughts, or in their own circles when I'm not there, is none of my business. I never have to know. And honestly if someone was to come to me and go "this friend of yours is drawing porn of you in their private server," I would be at least as mad if not more so at the person TELLING me than I am the person who did it. I was way happier not knowing! Imaginary artist person was just doing their own thing! This person telling me has shoved something in my face that it would have been much kinder to ignore!

But all these kids have the "sex is bad" coding, and then the "if someone did something bad to me I would hate it" and then they get super parasocial with creators and think that these creators are their peers and they're creating for them, and if they see anything bad about the creators they should tell them, and now we have people in TTS asking about every minutia of fandom creation and sending NSFW art to people's DMs, and rampant doxxing and harassment within the community and just— it's not kind to the creators, and it's no way to run a community space. Fandom shouldn't be for creators, it's for fans, we should keep is seperate and that's both for the fans and for the creators.

Why I come down so hard on tagging your stuff is because people have different comfort levels. As seen on my blog, I'm very comfortable with QSMP shipping. Not everybody is! I am much more comfortable in a space where I can stick a Philza/Missa tag on a fic and people who don't want any romance can filter it out, rather than if we're stuck DSMP-style where I have to tag it Philza & Missa lest I be doxxed and make it deniably platonic and someone who's legitimately uncomfortable with shipping is left holding it going "this feels— wrong". Or as we have now, which is a massive amount of kinky stuff that is being posted under the "dark sbi" or "family fluff" umbrellas, with all these baby writers not even knowing what they're writing, I think. I think we end up at a much actually safer enviroment to navigate if instead of driving out stuff we're personally uncomfortable with, we ask it to be labelled so we can steeer around it. Anyways, yeah. DL:DR is my definite opinion for how to run a fandom space.

hi saw your daddy kink post discussing the phenomenon of giving grown characters surrogate parental relationships, and I understand where you’re coming from, but i really feel like it’s just a matter of the circles you run in, and the assumptions that you might make because of that. you mention how platonic reads of these dynamics are more uncommon than kinky reads, which i just don’t think is the case, and I think that arguing that people don’t even realize that they’re writing a kink is a little bit bizarre, and sort of assumes that you know more abt them than they do by projecting your own experiences onto them.

it isn’t inherently sexual to crave protection or a parental relationship that you may have missed out on, and it is certainly not universal. in my own family, my “grandpa” isnt my biological grandfather (nor do I really consider him to be my grandfather), but he’s my mother’s surrogate father and has been since she was in her twenties. an adult. he sees her as a daughter. she sees him as a father. there’s absolutely nothing kinky about it. and anybody who automatically assumes that must have their mind deep, deep in the gutter and/or the stranger side of the Internet. really, i find it a bit of a strange argument to randomly post in the first place—as if it’s a problem that so many people enjoy non romantic and non sexual relationships, and that these people must, in fact, have a daddy kink that they are unaware of.

that said, i do absolutely agree that fans bringing any part of that into phil’s chat is weird and they should Not do that, and that infantilizing characters is also very weird, and personally i dont even see him as being father figure to anybody on that island except his eggs, wilbur, and MAYBE an argument could be made for tubbo (which other cc’s on the island have joked about), but to each their own and all that.

sorry this is so long. TLDR, i get where ur coming from in terms of “warning , some people might read your stuff differently than you want here” but really not everything is a kink and paternal dynamics can easily happen in regards to adult characters, particularly young adults, without there being any inappropriate connotations. i know nothing i said will change your mind, obviously it’s set, but ykno diff perspectives and all that. hope ur doing well

Thank you for the ask! I see you were on mobile, I believe. :D I am also going to push the character limit with this response, I fear.

I agree that it isn't inhernetly sexual to go after a parental relationship that you missed out on, and there are many such cases. I'll even go so far as to say that it's not inherently kinky to go after a parental relationship that you missed out on, because there is such a thing as non-sexual kink, and heaven knows that MCYT writing is full of non-sexual kink. Lots and lots of stuff that is platonic that is kinking on fear, or being drugged, or kidnapping, or hypnosis, or familial relationships, etc— there's lots of people who aren't doing that. There are tons of people out in the real world (and in fiction), who are simply just expanding their family as an adult, and that's awesome. When I was in college there was this older couple who kind of adopted me and invited me over for thursday dinner, and they were awesome. There was nothing untoward going on there.

But look. I am an emduo fan who likes to see my guys be murdery, and because of that, I've ended up reading a bunch of Dark SBI. I've ocassionally gone "this cannot be what everyone is doing" and I've read stuff tagged as "family fluff" that I find recommended. I am aware of where the genre is going, particularly with the rise of "dadbur" and "dadnoblade" interpretations.

And look, you have just got to trust me on this one. People are writing stuff that in any other fandom I would be recommending they put kink tags on the work so that people who liked that trope could find it and people who didn't like it would avoid it, but that comment in DSMP would just lead to people getting doxxed, so I just grit my teeth and go "i guess that's baked into Dark SBI or Tooth Rotting Fluff now, I sure hope that doesn't hit anybody's triggers".

Like I PROMISE you. The first draft of this response included excerpts of fics that I've read and I was like "can YOU pick the ship fic from the /p fics here"? But I have a horror of ever leading to someone getting cancelled on twitter, so nothing that could possibly be identifiable of these writers. But like—

Some of the ways that Tommy gets treated in the narrative are almost indistinguishable from a bodice-ripper romance. Some of the tropes being used— within DSMP we've all clasped hands and agreed to interpret it being platonic, but in any other fandom, you are going to start getting comments that you might not want to get. The tag is FULL of stuff that is DD/LB in everything but name. Maybe my mind is in the gutter here, but if you move out of this fandom, you are going to move into circles where a lot of people's minds are in the gutter, and you are going to get a very different response from your comments!

And I was talking about daddy kink here specifically, because I see that one come up a lot and it's gotten egregious lately, but this also applies to dehumanization, and fearplay, and predator/prey, and "instincts" (in every other fandom that's gonna get people in a mashup of A/B/O, Hypnosis, and sometimes Agere responding to it), and kidnapping/drugging, AND the way a bunch of "piglin instincts" stuff is just a BDSM au now where the Brute (dom) needs to be callmed down by their Runt (sub). The SBI tag is super kinky right now. And I don't have a problem with that idealogically, write your truth, but a) please don't bring that up in front of the streamers, b) if you move to another fandom you have got to be prepared that not everyone is doing their kink platonically.

Like I'm assuming that people don't know what tropes they're playing into, they're just building them from first principles, because the other alternative is that they are deliberately and knowingly writing kink and posting it in the & relationship tag with insufficient trigger tags, and I prefer to believe that people don't know.

I'm glad we agree about people bringing that into Phi's chat, or Pol's, or Luzu, or any of the other streamers that people have decided is So Old. A lot of people aren't comfortable even being assigned dad, as we saw with Felps, so bringing it even further is just— uh oh, no.

I do not have a problem with people liking non-romantic and non-sexual relationships. I find it a bit odd that much of the fandom can't concieve of a non-romantic and non-sexual relationship without making it familial and specifically lately father-son— don't you have close friends?— but I am fully in support of gen writing. I primarily write gen! I'm an avid commentor on gen fics!

But some of the tropes at play in the fandom are kinky, there is no way to avoid that. The fact that they are set in a familial relationship doesn't negate that. Some of the ways that the DSMP characters get treated would be distinctly non-familial if you ever brought it out of that context. And I am just warning people, if you bring it out of that context, be prepared for the response you get.

You cannot take DSMP tropes and apply them one-to-one in other fandoms, with other streamers swapped in, and expect them to be read the same way. Like i'm sorry, but that's just true. If you are posting the same sort of stuff that for Cellbit & Phil that you would post for Tommy & Phil, people will assume that you have a daddy kink, because usually when a relationship between a adults that are actually similar in age is refered to with paternal language it's a kink thing. That is how the broader internet works. (And anon, if I had a daddy kink, would I be complaining about the fact that I can open any SBI fic and have about a 40% chance of hitting it and I'm seeing signs of this appearing in QSMP? I assure you I'm not "projecting [my] own experiences onto them" here.)

[punkscowardschampions]

Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: [okay so my thought is that like maybe he's been sorting out a Cass rage because he's actually going to this festival and she's fuming about it for obvious reasons but then he comes back and Janis is thinking that Harry might show up cos had that convo with Grace so she's being weird and he's like ?] Janis: [solid plan, awks all 'round, just tryna play off you've been busy whilst he's been arguing like oh hi, definitely didn't hear any of that 'alright?'] Jimmy: [just going for a 🚬 immediately because he's obvs not alright] Janis: fair Janis: they could take a few tips, like Jimmy: gutted they don't know where I live then Jimmy: for that and loads of other reasons, like Janis: naturally Janis: such good craic, who wouldn't want them popping over for a cuppa Jimmy: hot water and 🍋 is nearer to the order they'd put in Janis: do you charge for that at CG? Janis: probably a couple of euro, still Jimmy: put a fancy name on it and you can charge for owt Janis: they're stupid enough to buy it Janis: we're definitely getting them the cheapest paint-thinner vodka, yeah Jimmy: what do you want? 🍾? Janis: 🙄 deffo Janis: any +1s I can get Jimmy: such a celebration 🙌 Janis: everyone's feeling it Janis: we might not end up going anyway Jimmy: what? Janis: you know, fuck knows where they're all at with it Janis: 🤞 I've convinced Grace she has to though Jimmy: fuck's sake Jimmy: whose idea were this? obvs a right dickhead Janis: yeah Janis: if we don't bottle it she can't Janis: tried her best but Jimmy: bottle her before I stay here Janis: you gotta be hot about it Janis: rude Jimmy: 😎🚬 Jimmy: come sit with me Janis: you sure Jimmy: you don't wanna? Janis: just thinking if there's any more shit news I have to give you before I do Jimmy: is there? Janis: I dunno Janis: you given any thought to who Mia's mystery guest could be Jimmy: I reckon that 🏌 trip her daddy's on might be #fake Janis: that'd make it all worth it Janis: none of us are that 🍀 Jimmy: or she's choosing now to come out with her 🤞 you will an' all Janis: shut up Janis: you're meant to think Asia is irreplaceable Jimmy: duh Jimmy: I know I'm #blessed Janis: you're the only one Jimmy: 😏 Janis: we all know Mia isn't surprising her with lizard boy Jimmy: or 🐸 from previous Janis: if we're doing a this is your life of her exes, she'll need a bus Jimmy: Alright, no need to make me jealous Jimmy: can't be arsed with the green emojis Janis: you can't be Janis: very #ungoals Janis: they're all massive slags and proud Janis: 'cept #2, who wouldn't and Tammy who couldn't Jimmy: Holly's a good name, bit prickly her Jimmy: the marding and the hair regrowth Janis: 😂 Janis: so mean Jimmy: did have to laugh when princess Ella were like mime to a sad song about it Janis: no doubt being favourite got her cocky but her comebacks were better Jimmy: wonder who'll be fave by the time we get there Janis: not her, if Holly made good on her threat Jimmy: bloody musical thrones Jimmy: could be on telly Janis: 🙄 don't say that Janis: already think they're interesting enough to film it Jimmy: I get it, that's only us, eh babe? 😏 Janis: duh Janis: why it weren't hard to 👑👑 Jimmy: pissed on my 💍 proposal, still fuming Janis: me and all Janis: chat about not getting sarcasm, you know Asia's gonna come at me with a Pinterest moodboard moment Janis: tah so much Jimmy: proper 💕 that girl Janis: mm Jimmy: leaning on your phone cos you're 🗭 about 💍👰 Jimmy: very #goals that Janis: not gonna waste any time dreaming when it's SO real am I Jimmy: you don't want a 🌠 to have a go on then? Jimmy: loads out here Janis: what a totally believable coincidence Janis: guess I better Jimmy: 👍 Janis: [coming out like oh hey] Jimmy: [patting the doorstep he's sitting on like have a seat] Janis: [doing it but raising a brow like 😏 'you gonna give me my annual report or something?'] Jimmy: ['that what you're after from me, is it?' 😏 'loads of long words'] Janis: [shrugs 'asking if you were gonna punish me seemed cliche so'] Jimmy: [a little lol] Janis: [nudges him, not in a shut up way but a how're you way] Jimmy: [puts his head on her shoulder cos not alright so gotta be OTT about it] Janis: [strokes his hair 'we don't have to go, you know, if you need to stay here...they're perfectly capable of tearing themselves apart in the meantime'] Jimmy: [makes an unimpressed noise cos can't admit that he wants to go to be with her or get into how he always needs to stay here whether he likes it or not] Janis: [smushes his face 'alright, grumpy'] Jimmy: [pushing her off but then pulling her into you at the same time as if you're not already close af to each other] Janis: ['what do you wanna do?' soft] Jimmy: [kisses her because that's always what he wants to do even though we all know that's not what she meant] Janis: [allowing it though 'cos same] Jimmy: [just a nice little make out moment to lose ourselves in and forget everything else] Janis: [you really deserve it] Jimmy: ['do you wanna go?' we know the answer is no but] Janis: ['any chance to fuck with them is a good idea, yeah' 'cos wasn't a bad one, just ehh 'cos of this Harry thing and Cass going off] Jimmy: [nods like that's that settled then cos god forbid you offer your own opinion boy] Janis: ['plus, we get to have our own tent'] Jimmy: ['there's nowt you could say or do to convince me to go if we didn't' sounds like such a challenge lol] Janis: ['stop tryna make me feel special, boy' 😏] Jimmy: ['wouldn't be very goals of me, that'] Janis: [makes face like, gutted] Jimmy: [shamelessly just touching her face nbd] Janis: [looking awayayay] Jimmy: [when that devastates you but there's nothing you can say or do because everything's so casual and so only sexual yep] Janis: [just resting your head on his shoulder now 'cos drama] Jimmy: [playing with her hair in the softest way because of course] Janis: ['what are you gonna wear then?' 'cos we're definitely all thinking about our #lewks rn] Jimmy: [such a surprised lol because not what he expected her to say obvs] Janis: ['this isn't a laughing matter' in some semblance of a Mia impression] Jimmy: [when it's probably pretty accurate so you flinch like oh no I hate that] Janis: [loling evilly, 'not doing Asia for you, get over it'] Jimmy: [💔 hands even though it means you have to stop playing with her hair for a sec] Janis: ['bitch' who we referring to here] Jimmy: [nudges her like oi cos assuming she means him] Janis: ['what you gonna do about it?' 😏] Jimmy: [playfight cos it's been a minute] Janis: ['not going to apologize to her'] Jimmy: ['if not that, what is the plan?'] Janis: [🤔 face] Jimmy: [hiding his 😍 by looking at the imaginary watch like any time you're ready] Janis: [nudges him like alright, alright 'how can we make the divide even bigger? need to get them to fight again, which really shouldn't be hard'] Jimmy: ['your sister and the tall one are already about to snap, no challenge there, if we really want to fuck her over we need to get her ultimate fave on side' shrugs because that's always the mood] Janis: ['yeah, but they always roll over, that's the problem, we have to kick it up that notch so they all go beyond that...I just don't know how, ditto what we can give that one that Mia can't, like' shrugs back] Jimmy: [gets his phone and shows her that he's messaging Asia like he really wants her boyfriend there for the lad bants because that's an easy given to annoy Mia] Janis: ['I think she's invited Harry, or she wants me to think she has or- I don't fucking know but I don't think he'll come anyway' when you just blurt that out in response 'cos as good a time as any] Jimmy: [such a look like wtf cos god knows what he'll say if he blurts something out rn cos so 😒] Janis: ['the way she didn't say...they basically give each other measurements and a star-rating usually so- don't you reckon she was trying to get at us?' shrugs like could be wrong but we all know it ain't] Jimmy: [when you get up because you know she's right and you're fuming honey] Janis: ['I know' but also like ?! reaction you can't hide] Jimmy: [he literally has no words for how fucked up this all is and how much he can't stand Mia so just the biggest sigh to ever have existed] Janis: ['there's no way he'll come, bet she ain't even asked'] Jimmy: ['that's alright then' bit of sarcasm for you there Ella lol] Janis: ['Well, ain't it?'] Jimmy: [😒 af face] Janis: ['she's a cunt, we've known that'] Jimmy: [sitting back down where you were but you're not chill at all] Janis: [getting him another 🚬 and then herself] Jimmy: [furiously 🚬 while he's trying to think of ways to fuck Mia over] Janis: sorry Jimmy: shut up Janis: well I am Jimmy: [just looking at her like don't] Janis: [shrugs like fine but is just jogging her leg up and down 'cos not cool with this and has been thinking about it since the chat] Jimmy: [puts his hand on said leg like stop it's okay] Janis: ['he's so-' lacking the words or adequately hardcore 😒 face for him] Jimmy: ['he's nowt we can't handle' but so genuinely said not like ha we're so 🥇 bants] Janis: ['we shouldn't have to, you especially but still, it's bullshit'] Jimmy: [shrugs but looking at her 'I said you're worth sticking around for, didn't I?' because everything is bullshit or worse in jimothy's life rn we know so to say that and mean it is a LOT 'not gonna change my mind 'cause of him, her or any other knobheads'] Janis: ['I-' when you can't even begin to say anything that you think matches what he's just said remotely so you just falter but the LOOK is everything] Jimmy: ['it'll be alright' said like even if it's not it still will be because he literally only cares about her so he'll make sure it is] Janis: [nods and squeezes his hand 'fuck 'em all'] Jimmy: [draws the heart with their initials in on her hand with his fingertip pressing harder than usual for emphasis and obvs using the hand she's not holding so he doesn't have to let go because they in this together and such a good team and not because he loves her or anything nope] Janis: ['draw blood or it didn't happen, baby' bravado to cover the real as hell 😳] Jimmy: [taking the invitation to do a new lovebite because we all need that distraction before shit gets any feelsier] Janis: [lean into the sex of it all kids 'cos we don't need to fake any of that to still be real[ Jimmy: [lowkey love that you're on the doorstep still] Janis: [bonjour neighbours, Ian will be thrilled and thus I am 'cos fuck you] Jimmy: [same because you make this flatwhite drama seem like a picnic sir] Janis: [true tea, like in the grand scheme of things, are we bothered] Jimmy: [he's really not we know he's only doing any of this for her and to spend time with her so] Janis: [and as much as Mia deserves payback by this point, this is all a distraction from the real mess of her life too so] Jimmy: [the truest tea] Janis: [probably do at least take this to the back lol] Jimmy: [enough people and a dog milling around to make you think someone could be about to come out of that door and convince you to move lol] Janis: [god bless] Jimmy: [take all the alone time you can get rn cos this festival is gonna be a LOT] Janis: [we know it, as much as you're low-key just like we gonna spend the whole time just 😍 at this point, 'cos fuck it, won't actually be that, soz] Jimmy: [mhmm we'll make sure Mia has a worse time but it's not gonna be all fun and games for you two] Janis: [joy of joys] Jimmy: [we should make a list of everything we wanna happen in terms of the flatwhites bs when we're done but before we start the festival fr so we can decide how to ref it] Janis: [good idea carrot] Jimmy: [cos obvs we only care how it effects jj soz not soz] Janis: [but of course, we gotta timeline the drama so we don't forget anything] Jimmy: [do we wanna now or is there anything else we wanna do in this convo?] Janis: [hmm, like she's probably gonna try and leave 'cos still in that stage of like, you don't want me to sleep over but aside from that moment, we can probs get going on the plan] Jimmy: [we could always bring out the big guns because Ian isn't gonna want him to go either but like obvs don't wanna go too hard with that before they go for a million reasons] Janis: [we can deffo do that afterwards, like they've already had a time then Ian is fuming, think that's better] Jimmy: [agreed because we know we're gonna do something to make the fwb awks on top of the flatwhites bs so his mood will be peak sick of Ian's shit] Janis: [gonna move her in so soon get over it sir] Jimmy: [alright in that vein how do you wanna do her trying to leave?] Janis: [like it clearly gets to tea time or something like that where she can be like, I'll leave you to it] Jimmy: [and he's like bit rude like it's all bants and she's a rich girl with fancy tastes and he's a poor boy who can't cook we know the drill] Janis: [and she's like don't be stupid 🙄 'cos gotta defend yourself even in bants] Jimmy: [and he's like now I'm thick as well, tah very much etc etc] Janis: ['just northern'] Jimmy: ['oi, keep taking my lines off me and what am I meant to say?' and a look that's nearly a LOOK because there's so much being unsaid and we all know it, them included] Janis: [mimes 🤐 but on his face not hers for closeness you simply do not need but clearly do] Jimmy: [picks her up which you're still not meant to do boy and puts her on the kitchen counter like you're staying that settles it] Janis: ['am I sous chef or the appetizer?'] Jimmy: [can't speak cos 🤐 but his 👀 are saying so much rn] Janis: [thinking he's being quiet 'cos the kids are like in the lounge or something so kinda like whooops 'dessert, maybe'] Jimmy: [still looking at her like are you gonna stay for that long because don't actually wanna say it in case she's like no] Janis: [shrugs like nbd 'no one's expecting me, like'] Jimmy: [releasing a breath you didn't know you were holding, like] Janis: [getting down off the counter like go on then, lemme help] Jimmy: [god knows what we're making but we're doing it together guys] Janis: [kissing his cheek 'cos he's cute] Jimmy: [properly kissing her because that made him die] Janis: [remember at calis in the kichen, a mood] Jimmy: [we should have one of the kids come in before they get too extra/the food is forgotten about entirely] Janis: [deffo] Jimmy: [who do you vote for cos very different vibes depending if it's Bobby or Cass lol] Janis: [we can be a bit mean and say its Cass] Jimmy: [LOL imagine her face just like don't mind me starving to death you two carry on] Janis: [not winning any points yet babe] Jimmy: [we know you will soon gal] Janis: what did your ex do? Jimmy: ? Janis: she must've done something to make your sister hate all of your 'gfs' that hard by default Janis: even if I am delaying her tea, like Jimmy: she did loads of things Janis: right Jimmy: @ either of them for the list Janis: you're alright Janis: not that nosy Jimmy: just 🤏 Jimmy: I get it Janis: 'course Janis: if the reason my parents hated you was worth telling I would, like Jimmy: community service ain't enough of a reason? Janis: 'course not Janis: not when you pretend you're still cool to prove you ever were Jimmy: 👎 Janis: what, you wanna go harder to be public enemy #1? Janis: 🙄😏 Jimmy: obviously Janis: you tryna displease my parents is just as weird as you tryna please 'em Janis: just pretend they don't exist, yeah Jimmy: spoilsport Janis: they ain't even in your age-range Janis: behave Jimmy: gutted about that an' all Janis: 🖕 Jimmy: 💕 Janis: gross, you Jimmy: Bill's gonna be well proud of that protest Jimmy: and your cool parents an' all Janis: piss off Janis: [😒 face] Jimmy: [hooray we can do the beloved pouty face lip thing when he of course kisses her rn oh how I've missed it] Janis: [likewise 'cos loves that so much] Jimmy: [I think it's the first time and I'm fine about it] Janis: [in that case, she's so not, forgetting you just got shaded about being extra so hard] Jimmy: [soz not soz Cass] Janis: ['you know-' being quiet enough that hopefully you aren't disturbing everyone rn '-you know how much I want you' is that a question or a statement, we love being vague] Jimmy: [there's no way he's being quiet enough if he doesn't kiss her really hard rn deal with it everyone he doesn't wanna take care of y'all he wants to be 15 and extra] Janis: [let this boy live] Jimmy: [we're living in this kitchen atm though] Janis: [gotta be up against the door like soz no one come in rn] Jimmy: [give them all the moments thank you cos there's no stopping this and we aren't sorry about it] Janis: [y'all will be fine, they won't] Jimmy: [exactly] Janis: ['I need you' 'cos close as you're allowed to get rn ty] Jimmy: [likewise say her name in response cos that's all I'm letting you say] Janis: [all ready for this trip] Jimmy: [gonna be hilarious for us but not for you] Janis: [so, let's do a flatwhite cringe checklist lol, one of them, probably Asia, needs to be schwasted and get WELL lost, like maybe her mans does show halfway through the night and is like where is she and they're like ??? and then it's dramaaaa] Jimmy: [that's a really good idea] Jimmy: [I think Grace should be the one who hooks up with a lad and then they can't get rid of him and his gaggle of mates because that'd annoy Mia so much which she swore to Janis she would do but also something she would do because Ella called her fat and Hollie should sleep with one of the others but not remember which one it is like we said] Janis: [I vibe that, oh Hollie, hmm what else, one of them needs to freak out in the crowd and have to get pulled out, that's v cringe, like it's hardly a moshpit ladies] Jimmy: [I was literally gonna say someone should go to the first aid tent for no real reason because same vibe] Jimmy: [Ella should be the crowd freaker outer because she probably doesn't like to be touched and Mia should go to the first aid tent like nearly as soon as they get there because gotta pull focus and phone her daddy for that attention she's not getting from her squad rn] Janis: [approved, what a holy show, ladies, plus if Mia does that it'd be a way to force them into a truce without them realizing like omg are you okay and all taking care of her she don't need] Jimmy: [yeah exactly what a snek and it gives her an excuse to cry over the fact Harry ain't coming without them knowing that's why like she's not upset she's just so ill okay] Janis: [obviously they'll all get white girl wasted and embarrassing with that] Jimmy: [good lord yes that's a given at least when JJ get drunk they embarrass themselves with how much they secretly love each other, state of that lot honestly] Janis: [seriously, if it's a small festival maybe the lads they hook up with are in one of the bands 'cos that'd be annoying thinking they're like famous and it's like you aren't though and you were probably shite] Jimmy: [yaaaas I love that] Jimmy: [I also vote that the weather is really crap cos JJ won't care but they would cos their hair and their lewks] Janis: ['cos it always is and you have to roll with it but they apparently didn't get the memo lol] Jimmy: [Hollie the only one vaguely appropriately dressed for festival life] Janis: [it's funny 'cos festival fashion is meant to be so effortless and none of them can ever like they'll look so try-hard and their age 'cos younger girls are like that at raves and shit too like you gotta hang] Jimmy: [mhmm so mad cos Janis looks fire whenever aren't you Mia] Janis: [their posh girl lewks, oh lord] Jimmy: [I just imagine Mia's dad being slightly weird about getting updates throughout the weekend cos he's that cringey and near incesty] Janis: [deffo, when you're in a relationship with your dad, like how's golf, how's the lads, eurgh] Jimmy: [honestly though just having that husband and wife style convo nbd] Janis: [that's why you mad he cheating on your ma, don't lie] Jimmy: [the tea, girls that are older than you but still far too young for him and everything you wish you were] Janis: [he's not even fit it's so sad and gross] Jimmy: [no happy ending for you hun] Janis: [so we've got a good idea for them, what do we wanna do with the fwb moment?] Jimmy: [I wanna fuck it up cos I'm evil but I'm not sure how yet] Janis: [hmm, let's think]

[insanetwocubes]

Idk it's kinda sick how humans can just be so remorseless.

Lyke don't they feel guilty or anything?

*shrug*

What does that mean?

It means what it means, Flare. What do you want me to say?

Well, I don't want you to say anything. I want them to apologize.

You're looking at me expectantly.

How do you make sense of this?! Come can you stand it?! How can you shrug?!

*shrugs* Dunno. They're not my people y'know?

If they're not our people, who's gonna love us?

Do you want people like them to love us?

You can't really survive otherwise, can you?

*shrug*

Can you?

Is this really about love?

Yeah, actually, I do. I mean if you want money.

Do you want money?

I /want/ money.

Remember what you said earlier? Still willing to do it?

I mean we're already doing it. What's a little more?

It's hardly "a little" more.

You were gonna do it, too.

No. Not for money, for fun.

Money money money. Complicates everything.

I say leave it alone.

Yeah?

Yeah.

So no, then.

Yeah. No.

You sure? What about Em?

*growls* I don't like that.

It's eir job, isn't it?

Flare! You can't be serious!

It's eir job! Is it or is it not?

Don't be disgusting.

Look. If ey is not gonna do it, someone else will.

Plus, it's not that big of a problem. Worst case scenario, we hit a jackpot.

Worst case scenario, we lose our daughter.

It's eir job.

Not my daughter.

You'll lose em either way.

You're disgusting.

Look, you can't be... like that. We can make things safe.

Curse humanity. Y'know if they weren't like this in the first place, then this wouldn't even be a problem!

I know.

It's disgusting!

I know.

Why the fuck are we still here?!

Where else are we gonna go?

Away from them.

And Em's job?

Fuck eir job.

What are you guys talking about?

Go to your room, Emillie.

Nothing.

If this is about me shouldn't I be involved in the conversation?

...

...

What's going on?

Nothing is-

/going/ on per se.

It's about my job?

Four is just worried-

How do you feel about... staying away from the humans?

What, like a few months or....?

Forever?

Four.

King, it's my job.

I told you.

Look it's. They're not. Safe. They're not safe.

What, did something happen?

No...

Not exactly.

Can you guys just tell me?!

It's about how they always are. You can't escape it, and I don't want you to...

You can't be serious. What about all the good encounters?

They're not really that good, Em.

Yeah.

What, really?

Yeah.

So what, just like, not talk to anyone at all?

Well...

It's my job.

Can't you figure out a way around it?

Wouldn't that make everything worse?

Yeah, but the cost...

I think you're worried too much about nothing, to be honest.

It's not like this is some imaginary what if scenario. This has happened waaay too many times for them to just keep excusing it.

I'm sorry, I'm lost. What kind of feelings is this coming from?

Fear. Paranoia.

And you want to isolate me because of that? Who am I gonna talk to? Flare? No offense.

None taken.

Maybe I am getting a little.... overboard.

No, it's fine, Four, it's just a little...

Overboard? Lol.

Lol yeah. Just a little.

Just a little. Just be careful around them for me, Emillie? Please?

Okay, I'll be more cautious. Next time I'm out.

Good. Good.

Good?

Yeah. Flare, you stress me out lmao.

Sorry.

[aromancy]

I would say that the situations are closer that you would give them credit for. Sure, Westview spans a week, but I imagine Agatha took a lot longer to study dark magic that she knew wasn't allowed. The climax of both situations (Agatha being tried by and subsequently killing her coven vs. Wanda realizing what she's done to the townspeople and letting them go) both happen in under an hour. And if the effects of Agatha stealing other witches' magic is anything to go by, Wanda's life was certainly very much in danger during said climax.

My point about education is that Agatha was a lot MORE educated than Wanda. She studied that forbidden magic knowing full well that it was forbidden; Wanda just let her grief get the best of her and created Westview without really having any idea what she was doing. Not sure what you mean by "a way out;" Wanda clearly had some measure of control over the Hex, but the second she dropped it SHIELD would've been on her ass in a heartbeat. She was in there as much to keep herself safe as to live with her family.

Looking at the MCU timeline, we see that the Time Heist took place on October 15, 2020. WandaVision takes place starting November 4 and ends on the 11th. It hasn't even been a month yet since Infinity War in Wanda's eyes. So yes, she'd JUST come out of being snapped.

Of COURSE Wanda is remorseful about joining Hydra, man! Why else would she have ditched 'em and joined a team that was the antithesis of everything they do? And other instances where she let her vengeful nature don't change the fact that even when she and Tony were on opposite sides of the Civil War (and she was frankly CARRYING Cap's team, just wanna say), she was extremely careful not to kill anyone, even him. Worst she did was drop a car on Tony, and he walked that off in like two minutes.

Sorry about the confusing wording. I didn't mean to say that she killed herself, I meant that she was killed herself by Thanos.

Being dismantled wasn't Vision's will, especially not to be used as a weapon. The hell makes you think that ANYTHING in that scene was what Vision would've wanted?

I just said Wanda's not the villain, not "so what." That was serious shit that should have lasting repurcussions if the writers know what they're doing. We definitely shouldn't just act like it never happened. Hopefully, once she's had a chance to sit down and have a think, she'll do something to make amends in the future.

As for an apology, literally what do you say in that situation? "Sorry I took your entire town hostage so I could play House with my vestigial memories of my dead husband?" Kinda hard to spin that one with words alone. I agree that she should've tried, but not apologizing does not a villain make.

You and I both know that "living happily" thing is an argument in bad faith. Wanda's happy ending doesn't need to involve enslaving anyone, it just happened that way because that's what you get when you give somebody godlike chaos magic and then don't teach them how to use it.

And shut up about Agatha's "better solution." Her "better solution" was MURDER, plain and simple. Steal Wanda's magic, kill her, and make off with the power of a god. Some "real hero" you got there. And for all the fucked-up shit Wanda did to Westview, the total body count at the end of it all was ZERO, not including imaginary people.

Agatha didn't care about the people of Westview. She didn't give a single crap about them; she just set them free to psychologically torment Wanda. There were a thousand better ways to break it to her, and Agatha definitely knew them; why not lead Wanda into her no-magic chamber, bring down Ralph, and have him give a testimonial about life in the Hex? No risk, no harm to anyone!

I wasn't talking about Wanda's pain when I said "painlessly;" that is an expression that means "without needless strife." Sky's really the limit here, but maybe Agatha knows a memory wipe spell that Wanda could have used to make it like it never happened for the citizens. But this is all "speculation," which I guess is a no-no word. We'll get to that in a bit.

At the Salem trials, Agatha's tears literally dried up the MOMENT the tables turned and the Coven realized what she was doing. They were clearly fake, she was just selling her anguish so they wouldn't suspect anything before it was too late. She didn't need to beg for her life; she had planned to kill them from the start. And what's so "undeserving" about those Coven witches anyway? The only thing we know about them is that they forbid the study of black magic that facilitates murder and stealing power. They seem fairly alright to me.

You're right, this being Agatha's first appearance in the MCU means we don't have as much canonical material to go off of when judging her character. I gotta speculate a bit. But just because we have yet to see what she was doing all that time doesn't mean she wasn't doing anything wrong! Girl had the Darkhold, a book written by the progenitor of all evil! How'd she get her hands on that? I dunno, but I can't imagine it was very savory.

Agatha was in FULL CONTROL of that situation from minute one. Say a guy points a gun at you, but you know for a fact his gun is loaded with blanks, and you shoot him anyway. Is that "self defense?" No, because you're not in any real danger! Agatha murdered those witches in cold blood, and she was going to do the same to Wanda, because DRAINING WITCHES' MAGIC KILLS THEM! That was the whole point of the Coven scene, was showing us what would happen to Wanda if Agatha got what she wanted! If she could have drained their magic nonlethally, then she killed her coven for no reason other than to feel powerful! Not like they would've been much of a threat to her without magic, right?

Look, if helping to stop Ultron and Thanos from their twin genocides wasn't enough "good" for you, I'm sure Wanda will do a lot of heroic stuff in the new Dr. Strange movie that's coming out. Hopefully that will convince you that she's more "deserving" of her power than a power-hungry murderer, you freaking devil's advocate.

Alright, you're probably not going to reply to this except to laughingly dismiss me again. Not sure why I bothered with my argument that the hero of the story is the hero. All I will say is this: it's fine to debate whether Wanda is more hero or villain, but either way Agatha is DEFINITELY the bad guy.

Are we not gonna talk about the fact that Agatha was really the hero of Wandavision and that Wanda is prolly actually the biggest villain of the whole show but because it’s shown from her perspective people think that this means Wanda is the hero but she literally went to a town, enslaved all of its people and put them through hell (to the point where they were begging her to kill them). Agatha was gently trying to wake Wanda up from her self induced delusion but when that wouldn’t work (aka, Wanda knowing exactly what she was doing but still pretending everything was fine) she ditched her subtlety and forced Wanda to finally recognise what she was doing, made her reflect on why she was doing it, and then when Wanda STILL wouldn’t free the town, it was Agatha that actually set the townsfolk free. Agatha sought to take Wanda’s power because her actions had shown that not only did she not deserve her immense power, but she had used it MULTIPLE TIMES irresponsibly to the detriment of others around her with never any apology - as well as the fact that Agatha has actually studied magic and the Scarlet Witch and wants to divert the bad fate that Wanda set in motion anyway because she wanted to get back at Agatha for forcing her to wake up from her delusion and stop hurting others I guess?? And then Agatha, after saving the town, is the one that is forced to live in it under a delusion spell by Wanda, as if this whole mess was her fault and her penance to pay when it was literally all done by Wanda????????