#without doing anything direct to stop it because we can't and have no individual power

[badgirlcoven-official]

No you misunderstand tumblr user writing long analysis post the people saying ACAB about death note are fully aware that the theme of the anime is "no one should have the power to kill" it's just that this message is fucking stupid and idealism perpetuated mainly by the privileged to stop their victims from violent uprisings

And the fact they chose a cops son and he only really targets criminals (an oppressed class, even if the things they've allegedly or assuredly done are awful) to illustrate this point further highlights how self-righteous and poorly thought out this message is

[sparkling-pink-lemonade]

Got an ignorant hate comment. Felt it deserved it's own post. It's a long one, and technically isn't doing anything productive as I blocked the person. I just like yelling into the void. Mind the tags.

1) You're funny. I'm agnostic, and wasn't even raised christian. It's like an atheist saying "Oh my god" (this can't be real/that's ridiculous) or "God save me" (I'm doomed). "My brother in Christ", what would normally be a term of endearment and familiarity in a christian setting becomes very condescending and 'holier than thou' if said to any non christian (not just jews). Because of that, outside of a christian setting, it's now a term of sarcasm and mockery to point out someone's stupidity and ignorance. So the fact you jumped into a defensive standpoint, calling someone you know nothing about antisemitic over a post that wasn't even directed at you, tells me a lot more about your insecurities.

2) Yes, you're right! It is perfectly reasonable to not WANT people with an involuntary attraction to real life children to INTERACT with your work. But let me lay out a few things. Stop using that word, it does not mean what you think it means. Being attracted to fictional characters depicted as kids in a form of media that is (at least in a non indie setting) designed, and written by a team of adults, fudging up the looks and behaviors of their characters compared to reality to be more appealing to a wide demographic, is not pedophilia. Pedophilia is a mental disorder, where an attraction to children who can't consent is causing direct harm to yourself or those around you in your day to day life. This usually presents itself as crippling distress for the person with the disorder due to their intrusive thoughts, and fear of losing your friends and family should they find out about your disorder. By calling an attraction to fictional character depicted as children "pedophilia" you are doing what's called pedojacketing. Which is a false accusation against someone in attempt to rally others by appealing to their disgust to ruin the life of another person. It causes major harm by both trivializing a serious and often debilitating mental illness into a "voluntary perversion", while also trivializing the seriousness of child predator allegations by equating the sexual abuse of real, breathing children, to that of fictional story that never happened. Most predators aren't even pedophiles, they are attracted to the power imbalance and control, not the kid itself. But that's not what proship is, it's an ideology that people should be allowed to have their own space to enjoy whatever fiction they want without harassment or censorship. And guess what, that doesn't mean we aren't entitled to your space. If our ideology makes you uncomfortable, it's your right to block us and keep us from interacting with your art.

But get this, consuming and interacting are two completely different things. Consuming means you've looked at a piece of art, you watched a video, read a piece of literature, or played a video game. The moment you post something to the public, and not somewhere with restricted access, you forfeit all right to decide who can consume your media. AO3 is a public website, even if you choose the lovely option of only showing your work to people who are logged in (which anyone can get an account), you can't then decide who is allowed to view your work. When you post media publicly, it is impossible to discern every single person who has consumed your work. At best a site may have a "views" counter, or in AO3's case, hits, but it will always remain anonymous. As such, if you don't like the idea of a proshipper consuming your work, congrats, you will never have to know.

Interacting however means that you've consumed a piece of media, and are now making a public display about your consumption where the creator can see it, that individualizes them from the rest of the crowd. A comment, a post, if the media has a non-anonymous "like" function, or non-anonymous subscription/follow function. Most people are sane, and don't go out of their way to do background checks on every single person that interacted with their work. But if it comes to your attention that someone who makes your uncomfortable is interacting with your work where you can see it, then you have the tools to make it so you'll never be able to see or hear from them again. They will still be able to consume your public work, but now you've curated your personal experience.

But if you're so paranoid and disgusted by the idea that someone you find icky or gross might be able to consume your content without your consent, then you have to take responsibility for your own experiencing it and revoke your consent from the wider public by removing your content from a public platform.

This person was deluding themself into believing that consumption was the same thing as interaction and that the existence of a dni means it was the public's responsibility to regulate their online experience for them, and was getting upset at the realization that they can't regulate a public space the same way as a private one, and that people they don't like will be able to see their public work even if they will never know about it.

[ichangedmymind2]

an actual defense of Lily Orchard or how I came to be radicalized by an unjust society and modern internet culture

I don't know how to phrase it other than, like, I think the more I learn about this person it makes me reflect on how the internet itself has kind of forgotten its 'roots'. Well, perhaps more that the internet was kind of the native lands of the weirdest strangest nerd people you can imagine. Or at least, in a sense, anyone could pitch their flag and exist in a way that made sense to them, even if it was just a temporary fantasy. A way to manifest a better version of someone you cannot really be in the real world. A place of direct expression and creativity and communication. If we are to foster justice in a society of idiosyncratic individuals its kind of hard to do so when we retroactively remove humanity from those who have no recourse to defend themselves. I see how Lily Orchard is treated and I can't help but feel that everybody keeps making the same mistake regarding this person, victims or otherwise. If this is to have begun with Lily being abused as a child and functionally never 'growing up' as a person as a result, why should we as people continue the cycle of abuse? Its kind of disgusting to me how so many people so desperately want Lily to react, to conform with a level of 'awareness' or 'shame' about anything and everything they did or didn't do. Why? If they are that same little girl who was abused by an adult, someone she thought she could trust, why should she trust anyone ever again? No really, why? Do you actually care about Lily? You talk of people as cursed artifacts that can be whisked away with a few magic words. Secured from the hands of the unscrupulous, a threat to liberate others from. When Hot Allostaic Load was written, it was perhaps the greatest most pertinent piece of writing in regards to how trans women are treated even in the most safest accepting of places. How they are desperately unsafe even in those places, how fast they can be othered and demonized and sacrificed to sate the bizarre insecurities of anyone else. And I feel like, even as old as the writing is, it still holds as the penultimate example of how trans annihilation is a woeful default setting in 'society' in so many aspects. From how people perceive trans women, even children, as threats. How people project the worst aspects of themselves upon them with an uncanny instantaneous retroactive fervor.

Why wouldn't I be skeptical of how Lily Orchard is treated as a trans woman. it gets to be so much, I have to wonder if tolerance and empathy isn't a real thing at all. Just a cute gratuity, a turn of phrase. A way to express some kind of understanding but without the comprehension required of it.

Heaven help you if you are a total fuckup and you hurt people because it is by your nature to fuckup. Is this world not for you? Are you not allowed the dignity of humanity but to be cast as some kind of primordial wretched beast that has to be shunned lest the contamination spread? What about that phrase, it holds true: Hurt People, Hurt People. Lily Orchard is the poster child for this in the most literal sense. She was hurt, but then we have the gall to act as if its something uniquely devastating or strange when she hurts others? Well, I apologize, but I can't just do it anymore. I feel bad if people are hurt, but after a certain point folks have to stop expecting more from a person who never really shown any inclination toward anything but toxic interpersonal interactions due to trauma. You all want something from this person, and all you ever get is the worst of yourself. I keep seeing this time and time again. It doesn't matter who it is. When someone is subject of such intense stigma, even if its supposedly warranted. So what? They have no meaningful power. They cannot actually hurt you in any way that they've already been. Its all a mass delusion. There is nothing here, just a weird nerdy little girl who was abused a child and the consequences from that. Exercised again and again and again and again and again.

[itsclydebitches]

The cosmology of the Ever After feels very...cult-ish. For lack of a better word IG

'Except your purpose the higher power gave you, off yourself to get the next one, your all good!'

Same exact thought, anon. Like, from the moment the Cat forced the Caterpillar into the tree and then solidified through the Paper Pleasers. To my mind, the push-back of, "They're not human or faunus so it's totally fine" falls completely flat when the story has failed to establish how the Afterans are alien enough to benefit from what we would see as incredibly harmful. You know that basic reminder for writing romances? You've got to establish why the couple can't get together yet? Same logic applies. Volume 9 went, "The Tree is good, actually, because the Afterans can't change unless they're stripped of their bodies/memories and remade into something new" and then failed to answer why that's the case. Why can't they change? The Paper Pleasers stand there saying, "We really want to make permanent things now, so we have to drown ourselves to do that" and my immediate response is, "You literally don't?? Just start making permanent things??? You don't need to go to such extreme lengths to accomplish that dream, you don't need the Tree's permission, and you don't need literal gem bodies to get started." If anything, it would have been more interesting—and a far better message—to explore what it means for an "unfit" people to forge their own path; AKA paper people doing the "impossible" of creating something sturdy.

That's... literally where I thought the Volume was going. I was 100% expecting the girls to give that Paper Pleaser a pep talk about following their dreams and deciding things for themselves. Oh, here's a world of people who have been told exactly what they're allowed to do their entire lives by some mysterious higher power, without any deviation allowed. If they choose to do their own thing (like the Caterpillar) they are forcibly kidnapped and remade into the higher power's preferred image. They're kept complacent by having their memories literally stripped from them and they've reached a point where their blind obedience is so ingrained that they will kill themselves in an effort to obey the higher power's command. SURELY our heroes will help the people by showing them how to embrace their own individuality, freeing them from these horrifying threats and limitations? Especially with the intro, I thought they were going to BURN that freaking Tree.

Like, I get where some of the fans are coming from with the, "It's a metaphor for cultural difference. The group, particularly Jaune, needs to learn that their way of life is not inherently superior" because that is what the Volume tries to argue down the line... but it went waaaaay too far in the negative direction. Way too far. They should not have had Ascension introduced via the canonically-a-villain-and-manipulator Cat. They should not have crafted a scene in which the Caterpillar is asking legitimate, useful, necessary questions and then trying to present that as something awful that needs to be fixed. They should not have had the group just grimace comically at the Prince killing his guards and run away from the devastation they've helped cause, moving through this incredibly flawed world without acknowledging its problems, let alone trying to fix them. They should not have had the Paper Pleasers spend YEARS trying to kill themselves, hammering home the idea that their obsession with the Tree is literally harmful—and Jaune was right to try and stop them. They should not have introduced Alyx as likewise being incredibly wary of the Tree and then suddenly changing her mind without (as far as I can recall) a good reason. They should not have introduced the Blacksmith in this super creepy way, furthering the idea that, yes, the Tree is a Bad Thing the group will need to overcome. They should not have had Little's Ascension be through getting crushed to death for an evil woman's amusement. They should not have had Neo, an established villain of the series, beat and psychologically torture Ruby to the point where she drinks tea made from the tree... and then try to pass that off as a good thing.

Literally EVERYTHING from Villain Cat Tries to Make Ascension Sound Great all the way through to Protagonist of the Series Drinks Suicide Tea That Forces Her to Ascend generates that feeling of, "Holy shit, this is an evil fantasy cult that our individualistic, autonomous, you-get-stronger-and-grow-through-your-own-hard-work heroes should hate"... but then the Volume played it straight. Totally straight. Smiling hug times over the graveyard of people right after your sister/BFF admitted she couldn't stand being herself anymore. Good thing she went into the magic tree that will give her exactly what she wants by erasing all her memories and changing her form. RT must have realized on some level how horrifying that actually is because they had Ruby come out exactly the same—huh, so letting people choose who they want to be and keeping their core personality/memories is a good thing all of a sudden!—but that makes it all the crazier to me that the group left Ever After on the "Yay Ascension" bandwagon. The dissonance is really something. I get how it might seem this way on the surface, but whenever someone goes on about how Volume 9 is the best written Volume in years I think about this and bluescreen a little.

[angel-is-not-creative]

Psycho-Pass (14-17)

OMG THEY KILLED HIM 😭😭 I'm never going to recover from this loss, everyone leave an F in the chat for Kagari 😢.

Anyways on to the actual review, I do want to start by saying I recommend watching episode 11 because it is one of my favorites and I think it establishes a lot of different ideas.

The main thing I want to talk about is Tsunemori's inability to kill without the dominator. This is shown first in episode 11 and again in episode 16 with Makishima. If Tsunemori was in the exact same position and the dominator turned to lethal mode, she would have had little issue pulling the trigger and killing him. However, since the dominator is unable to detect his crime coefficient correctly, she refuses to kill him.

This is in direct opposition to what Kogami says in the first batch of episodes, he is aware that he is the one doing the killing, not the dominator. Tsunemori is unable to see it this way and sees the dominator as a method of carrying out Sybil's ideals, and without Sybil's guidance, she is unable to kill.

She knows full well that this man is a criminal and by all walks of logic he should have a high crime coefficient and that the dominator should be going into lethal mode. Yet, she is unable to kill herself and lets an innocent person die. Even after Kogami tells her to kill him, she brings him into custody. This is not because she believes he is innocent like the victim in episode 2, but because she is unable to live with the blood on her hands. Killing with a gun would be fulfilling her own ideals and not Sybil's, she has no authority to decide who gets to live or die.

Another thing I want to mention from the episodes in between is when we get to see the rehabilitation centers. We can very clearly see that these are not actually meant for rehabilitation, and for the most part, turn people into latent criminals, cause their psycho-pass to get foggier, and even result in people going crazy/killing themselves from the isolation. The point of these centers is to get control of these people that they already believe are going to become criminals and hold onto them until their coefficient is high enough that they can justify killing them.

The craziest thing we learn is that the Sybil system is really not an objective computer-based system, but rather the collective ideals of the "smartest" individuals in the country. Making this a system full of personal bias and led by power-hungry individuals. It makes their society no better than ours, a group of people determining people's likelihood to commit crimes. It is nothing more than surveillance and profiling from objectively intelligent people. There is a reason that this cannot get out to the public, no one would trust the system anymore.

However, people are already starting to doubt the system. When it comes to things like this, the worst criminals will always find a way to work around the system, they will always find a way to commit the violent crimes they fantasize about. Then innocent people get roped in, turning into violent murderers in attempts to keep others safe. This turns into a neverending cycle of violence that can't be stopped until the loophole is removed.

With this kind of system, there are inevitably going to be people who oppose it, and there are always going to be people who will result to anything to dismantle the system. Obviously, the problem here is not disagreeing with the Sybil system, but rather inflicting violence on innocent people in order to get this point across. Yet, is it possible to have anarchy without violence? Can you completely rewrite a system like this without hurting people? Probably not, without a collective agreement, this is likely the only way the Sybil system would be brought down.

I also think there's something to be said about how punishment is often the only thing keeping people from doing things. Rather than morals or personal ideals keeping a person in line, it is fear doing this. Once they found a workaround, so many people jumped at the opportunity to begin killing. Even those who may have thought they were doing it for a just cause (killing criminals is okay as that is what Sybil does, this is what Sybil would have done had the dominators been working, which is completely opposite to the idea Tsunemori had) they are still equally guilty. Sometimes, fear of punishment is the only thing keeping people from hurting others.

I'm gonna stop rambling now but I just want to say justice for my girl Yayoi because she is literally labeled a latent criminal for literally just playing music!! Free her! Also, they're canonically dating so everyone clap!

[acourtofthought]

First, love your content and positive energy.

I totally agree that it's ok to be passionate and root for your ship, it's even ok to debate and disagree. But when one starts to harsss, make death threats, take screen shots of individuals and call them ugly, fat, etc., it truly says a lot about them. How did we forget those characters aren't real, but the person being attacked is. Social media has made it so easy to be ugly to one another.

I'm just glad SJM doesn't and will never write fanservice, so we know whatever direction she goes in, will be authentic to HER. Not what readers demanded of her. Besides, she has already told us why Elain and Lucien are mates, in both the books and in interviews.

She has never, as far as I'm aware, spoken about Elain and Az as a romantic pair. Whereas Elain and Lucien have been in the same conversations as Cassian + Nesta, Rhys + Feyre. That alone is all the evidence I need. Aside from it being CANON.

TBH, when I watch her interviews since ACOSF, she looks annoyed when Elriel questions come up, it's almost as if she's like - do I really need to explain once more Elain and Lucien are mates? I think BB simply wanted to profit off the warships and have asked she no longer speak on endgames until books are published. And it's not just applicable to ACOTAR, she couldn't say much about Bryce and Hunt, when it was so obvious they were mates. So, in terms of elucien, as obvious as it is they will be endgame, as it goes without saying they are MATES, she can't speak to it anymore until the book is out, even though she has. But just because she's likely contracted to remain silent, doesn't change what she's already gone on record saying.

She also has stated Lucien is one of her faves, so I really doubt she'd drag him through hell and break his heart a second time. I think he is going to have one of the biggest payoffs in the series. Others are starting to sense his power, which imo is stronger when he's near Elain, just as, as far as we know; her visiosn were triggered by his presence. We already see signs at how, as unaware as both are about it, bringing out their full potential. I truly believe they are destined for something big, in the way that Feysand, as potential high king and queen and Nessian, leading the Illyrian and Valkyrie armies. SJM doesn't mate characters for solely romantic reasons, they compliment each other in ways they also benefits the greater good of their world.

Besides, what has Azriel done for Elain in two years? Has he helped her get a grasp of her visions. Get to truly know her, help her embrace being fae? Lucien can't because he is respecting her boundaries, but if given a chance I know he'd do anything to build her up and give her a voice. Azriel HAS had the opportunity for 2 years, they basically see other daily if they choose to, she hasn't closed herself off to him, yet SJM made it very clear despite all this time, they still barely know each other and both characters are stagnant, they are simply going about their duties or simple life. And, by the end of ACOSF, as far we know neither have spoken since winter solstice and Azriel has built a foundation for a friends to lover trope with Gwyn. It is Gwyn who's music he hears, Gwyn is the reason his chest sparked. All mate clues since TOG! Anyone who denies it are kidding themselves. Just as Elains eyes sparked upon seeing Lucien. It is HIS heart she hears.

I think it is SO obvious and none of these characters have to be rewritten to make it work, SJM had already laid the pieces to their puzzle and how they fit. Once Elain was mated to Lucien, SJM has been telling us he's the sun to her need of sunshine. Gwyn, she is the one Azriel never saw coming after years of longing for the wrong females. What's that saying? When you stop looking for love, it finds you. I think that's exactly what Gwyn will be for Azriel. And Lucien is everything Elain dreamt off once she gets to truly know him. He'd give her everything and more. We already know Lucien loves passionately and fiercely, imagine when he and elain truoy get to know each other and fall in love, the lengths he'd go for her. He will be elains greatest love, because there is nothing stronger than a mating bond in SJMs world.

Thank you for your message!! ❤️ You'd think anyone that cries "fanservice!" would realize how little that makes sense.

This is an author who says she plants seeds for future stories books in advance which equates to years of planning. And anyone arguing that E/riel was meant to have a relationship because of all the hints she placed for them throughout is purposely ignoring the fact that she placed just as many hints as to why they were never going to be endgame. Of course there were romantic hints for E/riel because she did in fact write the Az POV Bonus Chapter showing us that E/riel were about to engage in a little "romantic" fun (though romance isn't really the right word here). And I think they're missing the fact that any "Mate like coding" was never really Mate like coding at all. It was Az convincing himself that maybe he should have been Elain's Mate for all the wrong reasons. You can't look at a book and say, "but these words right here are words similar to so and so used and they're endgame!" without looking at the circumstances surrounding it. The similarities are just as important as the differences. That's what happens with obsession. It sounds like love, it feels like love to some, but at the end of the day, it's not really love and is quite problematic. It's not like Az hasn't done anything at all for Elain but if you pay attention, you realize that everything Az did was based off him watching how others acted with Elain and him copying that behavior. None of it was driven by his own strong need to reach out to her. And everything about Gwyn and Az is refreshing. I'm not saying they won't have their own angst and drama because SJM isn't a cotton candy kind of romance writer but you can already tell their relationship feels right. It's not wrapped in a cloak of Az's self loathing and worthlessness. And YES! Why do people want to downplay the fact that SJM really likes Lucien? He has played a pretty important role in every single ACOTAR book, she based him off Sam Heughan's portrayal of Jamie Fraser (and that man is just HOT in that), she always intended for Lucien to have a love interest (first Nesta until she realized that would fail spectacularly). And if Nesta was not right for Lucien than means Lucien's person would need to be opposite of Nesta and there are not two characters more different than one another than Nesta and Elain. In the SJM world, Mates are the peak of romance. Why in the world would she reduce Lucien (one of her favorite Males and someone how already lost his first true love) to being given an unfulfilled Mating bond? Why would she make Elain, a character she said would be her best friend because they have matching energy, the only sister to be given a poorly matched Mating Bond? I'll never understand why people can't understand that she had to create conflict between Elain and Lucien until it was time for their book. I loved everything you said, thanks again for the ask!!!

[cometconmain]

Just gonna point out here (targeted in the direction of anyone calling the CEO shooter a terrorist) that this constant slapping of 'terrorism' on shit that isn't by people in power who want to delegitimise acts of measured violence against specific people in power who actively caused the suffering and death this was about are making people stop treating that term seriously and I think that's a really big problem.

Nobody else died. Whoever did definitely kill the CEO didn't blow up an entire building to get to one guy. He didn't do a mass shooting of the building to get to the one guy. He didn't target random civillians and hold them hostage and sexually assault and slaughter them while planning killing as many people as possible regardless of what they've done or not done as individuals. He didn't attack a concert to get one guy. His only political statement with the murder was 'these people have been murdering us in the tens of thousands for decades and it's time they understood we've had enough through the only language they seem to understand because they ignored us when we were talking peacefully and went on killing us anyway because due process was never going to stop them when they have the game rigged in their favour.' And he made sure only the person responsible for these acts of horrific fatal negligence against innocent people was the one who died and no one else. That's not terrorism. At most it's assassination and we can argue about whether or not that's a helpful mindset to be accepting in the long term as much as people like but for fuck's sake people HAVE TO STOP labelling shit terrorism that isn't. It's watering the term down and people who are rightfully angry at being shut down at every turn when they do things that can't be swept under the rug (which applies to all kinds of non-fatal activism so don't come at me on that) are starting to ignore actual terrorism when it happens because their experience is that anyone using that word is just trying to remove the last shred of power a group has to stand up to their oppressors.

Do we have to just also make sure we consciously don't let ourselves redefine that term in either direction? Yes. But it's a two way street and everyone else misusing that word in the first place need to meet us in the middle in not waving it around slapping anyone and any activism they're made uncomfortable by like it's a wet noodle regardless of what the people they're slapping are ACTUALLY doing or not doing.

If we decide terrorism is bad (and obviously actual terrorism genuinely is!!), and then decide anything involving any form of violent resistance in the face of increasingly violent oppression is now terrorism, what kind of message do we send to all the people who are basically being told they're not allowed to resist that oppression now even if the situation isn't changing enough from the peaceful measures because every time they come with an olive branch they're met by a policeman/soldier's baton/tear gas/taser or even bullet?

The longer we go without listening to people when they ARE talking, and shutting down all other avenues to reach change except for the violence we also condemn as blanketly wrong regardless of circumstance, the more enraged and violent those people will get. It's basic psychology and easy enough for people not experiencing that inescapable oppression to say kindergarten level shit like 'violence is bad; killing is wrong.' If someone tries to kill you in the street and necessary escalation to stop them results in their dying, is that wrong? But they were trying to kill you. Were you supposed to limit yourself and increase your chances of death because they had a family? What about your family?

There have to be nuances to this because the world is more complicated than the play room where all the toddlers who can't handle that nuance are. Little Tommy isn't stopping little Johnny from talking to him because he doesn't have that kind of power. An adult can step in and resolve the child-level issue and make Tommy listen to Johnny and teach them to handle conflict peacefully and respectfully.

That doesn't apply to the adult-level capitalist world where money over millions of people's lives is the norm and intricately rigged and enforced so it never changes through peaceful resolution (we can keep chipping away and we do make things more bearable than the rich people want to give us, but it's a constant and exhausting battle while in the meantime everyone we love is either dead, dying or at risk of dying around us every day this goes without being properly fixed). In a world where a homeless man can be murdered in cold blood on a subway train after the attack stopped, but a CEO who has killed a horrific number of people in cold blood himself gets shot and his killer made an example of to the angry populace who see this discrepancy and understand that the powerful are only trying to maintain their status quo, there is only so much saying "Please pretty please stop killing us. We're human beings. We've justified to you over and over again why what you're doing is wrong and you still kill us with no consequences and no end in sight but maybe if we just keep talking and expecting a different result it'll happen" can do to stop the status quo that is constantly being propped up by corporate and governmental interests.

No one actually wants to be in a civil war. Most of us don't want to kill people. Bringing the rich and powerful who have killed so many to justice through due process and a proper trial is always going to be better and healthier for our society than walking up to them and shooting them.

But if you give people no other choice because you will never see that proper trial by your own design...

What else are those suffering and dying meant to do? Just keep suffering and dying quietly? Accept this constant violence toward them only to have their desperate violence called unacceptable and wrong and terrorism while yours is quietly swept under the rug?

Never target innocents. Never try to wipe out an entire group of people for the actions of a few. That IS terrorism and unjust and unacceptable because it's unnecessary force against random innocent people. But if the few who are doing those horrific actions aren't being stopped by normal societal methods of dealing with them peacefully and they continue shutting down every avenue you try to take to make them face justice non-violently and you actively make sure only to target them that's not terrorism. That's being pushed to the brink and finally breaking the way everyone will eventually under that type of oppressive violence and then making sure only the people actually committing that violence against you receive violence in return. That's self defence.

This literally is the only course left in a truly dystopian system where there truly is no end in sight except through making it clear people can't take it anymore, because they don't let people express that peacefully either. What else are those people supposed to do when you will never go to trial and ALSO refuse to let due process and proper trials happen to those you want silenced?

Terrorism stopped sounding like a bad thing to us when people made it mean anything they didn't like. And that's seriously fucked up because actual terrorism where people are targeted indiscriminately for a political or religious statement really is wrong and fucked up and unnecessary and has to stop. It's never necessary to do that even if it's about fighting the status quo and increasingly violent oppression. You can do that without killing or even risking innocents. The guy who shot the CEO proved that. There's a middle line to walk here and we have to make sure we don't let people flopping labels around like wet noodles make us think that terrorism is just ok now because it's been applied so frequently to defence of the public both violent and peaceful in a system where they shut down all other methods of change they would have to listen to otherwise.

And the people treating it like a wet noodle only to go on to committing acts of violence and aggression to terrorise the public with no repercussions themselves have to stop doing all of that and all the shit this is about in the first place. We know what the authorities are doing with this public spectacle and all it's doing is making people angrier and happier to commit more violence. This is how you get more and actual terrorism, not less of it, because people with less care for those nuances are going to see you doing this shit and decide that makes it necessary to expand the crosshairs. (Again, people need to know the difference and choose not to do that; but you know these assholes will jump on that the second it happens to lend credence to their decrying of genuinely necessary and properly measured violence against them to stop their constant unrelenting oppressive violence against everyone else. And then all the bootlickers who have not yet experienced the leopards eating their faces will tut tut and decry everything too in support of the leopards all while those leopards are eyeing up their faces next.)

Honestly I'm pretty sure the Redcoats would have called the Americans fighting for their freedom 'terrorists' during the American Revolution if that had been something they could use to delegitimise the Americans' cause in the public eye. It would be interesting to see what they did say instead because it's unfortunately a very effective tactic people in oppressive power over others use all the time now. I wonder if people used to fall for it as badly back then too as they do in the modern era.

"I’m very concerned about my client’s right to a fair trial in this case.  He’s being prejudiced by some statements that are being made by government officials. Like every other defendant, he’s entitled to a presumption of innocence. But unfortunately the way this has been handled so far his rights are being violated. And as you know, Your Honor, there’s a wealth of case law guaranteeing his rights to a fair trial, but none of the safeguards have been put in place yet here — in fact it’s just the opposite of what’s been happening. 

He’s a young man, and he is being treated like a human pingpong ball between two warring jurisdictions here.

These federal and state prosecutors are coordinating with one another at the expense of him. They have conflicting theories in their indictment, and they are literally treating him like he is some sort of political fodder, like some sort of spectacle. 

He was on display for everyone to see in the biggest staged perp walk I’ve ever seen in my career. It was absolutely unnecessary. He’s been cooperative with law enforcement. He’d been in custody for over a week. He waived extradition. He was cooperative at all accounts. There was no reason for the NYPD and everybody to have these big assault rifles — that frankly I had no idea it was in their arsenal — and to have all the press there the media there. It was perfectly choreographed. 

And what was the New York City Mayor doing at this press conference, Your Honor? That just made it utterly political. And as your honor knows under Loro v. Charles, the Court of Appeals for the 2nd Circuit has held it to be clearly established that these staged perp walks to the media unrelated to a legitimate law enforcement objective is unconstitutional. And I submit that there was zero law enforcement objective to do that sort of perp walk. There’s absolutely no need for that whatsoever. 

And frankly, Your Honor, the mayor should know more than anyone about the presumption of innocence that he, too, is afforded dealing with his own issues. And, frankly, I submit that he was just trying to detract from those issues by making a spectacle of Mr. Mangione. 

And there are consequences to this. 

He has a right to a fair trial. And I just want to put on the record statements that the mayor made publicly about my client. Nothing saying “alleged” for example. And he said “I wanted to send a strong message with the police commissioner that we’re leading from the front. I’m not just going to allow him to come into our city. I wanted to look him in the eye and state ‘You carried out this terrorist act in my city, the city of New York that I love.’” And he wanted to show symbolism. 

Your Honor, he’s not a symbol. He’s somebody who is afforded the right to a fair trial. He’s innocent until proven guilty. And the mayor was talking to jurors — future potential jurors that elected him. Those are the people that elected him that he is talking to and calling this man a terrorist.

So, Your Honor, I just want to make a record of this and put everyone on notice that this has to stop, and my client is entitled to a fair trial and the presumption of innocence."

[lutawolf]

I had a question swirling in my head for a while now, but didn't know how to best phrase it without it potentially coming off as offensive. But you kinda mentioned it in the latest Kinn as Dom post yourself, so I'll jump right onto that.

As a Dominant to a sexual submissive, you have to recognize when they need to lead. There are times when they are knowledgeable and it would do harm to not recognize it.

Basically, the question I had in mind was along the lines of "How do you reconcile dominance with cases of lack of (technical) expertise/competence?"

Making good decisions means making informed decisions. But everyone's human with limited capacity and skills, and we live in a world where things get more complex by the day and sought education focuses on hyper-specialization most of the time. How do you correct a dominant who is right in the midst of doing not the most efficient, an uninformed or outright bad decision without overstepping? (And how do you keep sticking to it, when you are absolutely sure if it's a bad, bad take? Since a Dom can overwrite a subs choices, as I understand?) If it goes really awry, I'm guessing the rescind your trust and submission will happen, but before it goes that far, how do you make one, who isn't recognizing on their own, understand/stop without breaking anything yet? I'm guessing it kinda boils down to broader beats of mutual respect and good communication, and knowing each other well, but I was curious about more practical cues/advices.

(I was also wondering if there anything about that which might even transpose to strangers. Like there are these cases of those clich��d wannabe alpha-individuals trying to dominate e.g. a meeting or something. If you do know things better, taking reigns yourself and kicking them off their high horse isn't so difficult. But hell is the aftermath with such individuals often a pain in the butt. I have been wondering the longest time how you could feed up good information the most elegant way without breaking those alpha-prides, but also not wholly rescinding being credited for your part towards the better result.)

Hey hey,

If we got lost in the woods. It would be team work that saved mine and my husband's ass. I can find water, food, make traps, and loads of other thing. I however, can't find my way out of a paper bag. I have zero sense of direction. So, it would be stupid of me to not recognize that and follow him back to civilization. As we often nature hike, this has happened a few times.

A Dominant doesn't mean all knowing. If you know more, then you need to let them know. It's how you address them that is key.

Example: I fucking put Dominante instead of Dominant on the recent post. Here comes the lovely iffy, "hey question Luta, but why Dominante" Now, honestly I don't need to be tiptoed around that much. However, I highly appreciate the amount of respect she showed me. Only a bad Dom would be unappreciative of how she handled that.

The same would go for situations in the work force. It all in how you word it. Being respectful will get you much further with a Dominant, than trying to enter a pissing contest. Example: A Dominant is putting something together wrong. "Hey, I've done this a few times already. I would love to help if you don't mind?" Nobody but a jack-ass is going to argue with that.

Just because there is difference in the power balance doesn't mean no respect. Well unless you are a slave to Master but that's deep submission and it is consented to. Anyways, in anything other than deep submission there should be respect on both sides.

Hope this was helpful 💜💜💜

[procrastinatingsapphictrash]

I came back for you

Word count: 2123

Genre: Angst but happy end

Pairing: Natasha x gn!reader

Warnings: Abusive prison/government (let me know if I need to add any)

Request: Hey, so this is kind of a weird request, but could you do a Nattie x Powered! Reader during Civil War, where Nat, of course, is on Tony's team, and the Reader is trying to keep the peace between the two teams. Maybe the government takes (Y/n) and puts her in a shock collar like Wanda's because they think she was on Steve's team? Sorry this is so weird . . .

Summary: You are neutral in the fight, or so you think before you are told you can't be and are taken away with the rest of Cap's team.

A/n: Thanks @thewidowsghost for requesting this! Honestly I didn't plan on writing anything or posting anything today but I saw that I had a little bit of this done and to be honest my day has sucked so I needed a distraction and this worked perfectly. Also I could someone tell me how the formatting looks? I'm trying the new beta editor and I think I'm doing things right but idk. Anyways I hope you all enjoy!

As you take in the scene that surrounds you you can’t believe that you once considered everybody to be a big weird family. Certainly none of them are acting like it now. It breaks your heart to see them on opposite sides, throwing themselves at each other because apparently their personal beliefs are more important than their friends.

Neither of them are right or wrong in your opinion. There’s too many factors and both options suck, it’s the government’s fault for placing the team in this situation. However you are not happy with the way anyone is handling it, especially Steve, Tony and Natasha. Both Tony and Steve are acting based on what they think is right without considering the other sides to the story, although you can’t say that’s surprising coming from them. You do know that they genuinely do care for others but they can be very hard headed and neither of them like to be wrong.

It’s Natasha who you’re most disappointed in though, you thought that she would be a better negotiation, helping ease the tension but she’s out there fighting like the rest of the idiots. You thought that she would agree with you and try to bring together the two sides.

You narrow your eyes and zoom in your vision to the far side of the airport where you see Spiderman. You have no idea who he is but you can tell just by looking at him that he’s only a kid and it was irresponsible of everyone to let him be here and to fight him. You use your superspeed to get to him quickly and take him out of the way of flying cars and leave him by the side where it should be relatively safe.

“Stay here.” you tell him.

“But-”

You glare. “Stay here.”

You rush off before you can make sure he listens because you can hear a grunt of pain from Rhodney. He’s lying on the ground with Tony standing over him and Sam a few meters back. The fight seems to be ending now, you see the plane leaving and the rest of the avengers start to gather but it doesn’t matter because the damage is already done. You don’t know exactly what happened but it looks like a freak accident, somehow nobody’s fault and yet everybody’s fault for getting into this situation in the first place.

The mood is weird, as if everybody is holding their breath and taking in what they’ve done. In the background you can hear trucks pulling up and footsteps follow soon after. The first man grabs Wanda and she blasts him back lightly so he falls down. Immediately a circle forms around her, everyone pointing their guns. Clint takes a step in, raising his arms and trying to calm the situation down but the guns shift to him and one agent steps forward and roughly grabs him, forcing his wrists into cuffs.

They go for Sam next and he looks pissed but lets them cuff him without comment. Scott looks completely confused and out of his depth. You don’t know him but it’s obvious that he is not trained for these types of situations and is in over his head.

It’s Wanda that makes your heart break the most though. She’s like a little sister to you so seeing the tears in her eyes and the terror on her face as the agents move in to cuff her makes you want to wrap your arms around her and promise it will all be okay. But you can’t, that would be a lie because everything is not okay and trying to hug her would only make things worse.

The agents start to move away, leading Cap's team to their trucks to be taken away. One of them turns back and notices you, murmuring something to the agents beside them. Before you can even understand what is happening they are right back and grabbing at your arms roughly. Naturally you try to pull away but they are strong and once you realize what is happening you stop struggling.

“I didn’t pick a side,” you try to explain, “I was just trying to make sure everyone was okay.”

“You didn’t sign the accords and therefore have no right to be here.” one of the men tells you. You look towards Tony’s team for help but they all seem to be busy. Tony and Vision are trying to make sure Rhodney is okay and the kid is luckily back where you left him. T’challa is shaking hands with one of the agents and although it makes you sick because of the way they are treating some of the others you understand, he does have a country to run and his people must come first after all.

Natasha is the only one not doing anything and she meets your eyes. You silently beg her to do something, anything against what is happening. She stares you straight in the eye and shakes her head. You actually shiver at how cold her look is because you never thought that would be directed at you, you thought that the two of you were close.

“I’m not going to help you Y/n, you made your own choice and I made mine.” Is all she says before turning away. You watch her back as long as you can as you are led into the trucks, wondering how everything went wrong so quickly.

---

Nobody talks. You aren’t even sure if you’re allowed to. There is no way what they are doing is legal but who is going to argue with the government. A secret prison built just for enhanced individuals and imprisoning people without trial isn’t right. You were neutral before but the more you see of how the government operates the more you start to lean towards supporting Steve and the rest of his “team”.

You shift slightly because the shock collar is getting even more uncomfortable. Wanda is wearing one too, probably since the two of you are the only ones that have powers unrelated to technology and suits. She looks smaller than ever in her cell and you close your eyes because if you continue to look at her you know you’ll end up crying.

Nothing changes throughout the day until you hear the door creak open. Everyone glares when they see it’s Tony and he and Clint share a few words before Tony practically begs Sam for information. Sam’s reluctant but gives in, seeing that Tony is sincere and knowing that although he disagrees with Tony it’s not really his fault that you’re all here, it’s the government’s.

When Tony leaves things go silent again for a few hours. You haven’t been fed since you’ve gotten here, you realize, but you aren’t hungry anyways, your mind can’t stop picturing the fight, being arrested and most of all Natasha’s attitude towards you. It hurts even more than you would like to admit. You considered her your best friend but you also had feelings for her and you were dumb enough to think that just maybe she felt the same things about you. Obviously that is completely untrue and you wonder if even your friendship was a lie.

“How long do you think we’ll be stuck here for?” Wanda asks finally and although her voice is quiet you wince at how it breaks the silence.

“I don’t know kid.” Clint responds. “Too long. My wife is going to kill me and my kids-”

He stops himself, getting a little choked up which surprises you. You’ve never seen him this emotional before.

“I already miss my daughter.” Scott adds on and there is a moment of understanding that passes between the two of them.

“I don’t have my own family but I’m going to miss my sister.” Sam says. “She probably won’t even find out what’s happening until it’s on the news, if the news even covers it.”

“I miss the team.” you add. “Before this fight, we weren’t perfect but I considered everyone family.”

“So did I.” Wanda says and you all take a moment to miss what used to be.

“I miss pizza.” Sam jokes, trying to lighten the mood. It works and soon everyone is adding on ridiculous things they miss and things they want to do when you get out (you can’t even think about the fact that the “when” might actually be “if”).

Your eyes snap to the door when it opens and everyone shuts up immediately. You look warily at Natasha, unsure of why she’s here. Maybe the government sent her in to interrogate, god knows she is amazing at that and you honestly wouldn’t be able to not talk to her, as much as you’re mad at her right now.

She doesn’t speak, going straight towards Sam’s door and kneeling down, fiddling with the lock. After a few seconds it clicks and the door swings open.

“When did you switch sides?” He asks, raising his eyebrows, impressed.

“I don’t pick sides, I do what makes the most sense and right now breaking you out is the right thing to do. Besides I’m wanted now too, apparently the government doesn’t like it when you aid fugitives in escaping.” she responds smoothly, moving onto Wanda’s cell and repeating her actions until it opens.

“Do you know how to take the collar off?” she asks and Sam nods. He gets to work while Natasha moves on. Both Clint and Scott pass at her offer of freeing them. They both look like they’re itching to escape but you respect that they’re putting their families first.

You’re surprised by how emotional you get when she unlocks your cell. You thought she didn’t care about you so to have her here now is amazing and makes you feel bad you ever doubted that she would do the right thing.

“Y/n, it’s okay, I’ve got you.” she tells you as she undoes your shock collar carefully, doing her best to not hurt you.

“I-I thought you didn’t care about me anymore.” you admit, a single tear dripping down your face.

She wipes it away with her thumb. “Oh sweetheart I care about you so much, more than you could ever know and I want you to always remember that, promise me.”

You nod, sniffing. “I promise Tasha.”

“Good because I came back for you and I will always come back for you.” she says, leaning in closer. You look down at her lips as she continues to lean in because she is so close and it seems like she’s going to kiss you.

“Glad to know Y/n was the only reason you came back.” Sam says, smirking. You love him but you also want to strangle him right now, that bastard could totally see what was happening and ruined the moment on purpose.

Natasha flips him the finger but otherwise ignores him. “Steve and Bucky are waiting in the jet outside, I was able to dismantle alarms and cameras but we only have a few minutes left so follow me and be quiet.”

She grabs your hand as she moves out of your cell and you walk with her, the others trailing behind slightly. The halls are clear and it’s only a few turns before she ushers everyone into a vent. It’s a tight squeeze but you make it through and you pop out to find sturdy wires attached to the side of the raft coming from a nearby jet. Wanda and Sam each take one and their wires retract, pulling them into the jet. You gulp nervously, heights are definitely not one of your favourite things.

“We have to go Y/n.” Natasha whispers just as alarms start to sound, the noises loud with flashing lights.

You take a deep breath and grab the remaining wire and once you’re secure Natasha grabs it too. Closing your eyes tightly so you don’t look down you feel a strange whooshing sensation before it disappears and your feet touch down on the jet floor.

“So what next?” Sam asks once you’ve all collected yourselves, directing his question at Steve.

“We lie low and try to help as best we can.” he responds, sighing heavily. “We’ll figure out the details as we go, what matters is that everybody is safe.”

Natasha holds your hand again and squeezes it tightly. “And that we are together.” she whispers into your ear so only you hear.

You squeeze her hand tightly back. Your relationship with her has gone through a rollercoaster of a day and is mostly undefined but she’s right, all that matters is that you’re together now and you wouldn’t rather be with anyone else.

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[princessdecay]

o. prologue

qui n’avance pas, recule

Time is linear, a knowledge humanity swallowed without water, sliding down the throat rough with doubts under the gaze of teachers who had teachers who also had teachers with mouths spouting the lines in the same manner. It went down the stomach like fresh bread, and they sat back settled, content. Not asking questions because what good would they bring? Let time be simple, straight. A string pulled taut among the stars, the ends and beginnings unlearned, yet concrete and precise of the futures or pasts it weaved along.

Is it an illusion after all, Albert? Occuying space and putting it to null. Do we not all yearn to crumple its direction like a piece of white paper? Lay it bare on a wooden desk, pick the sides and fold so softly it does not make a sound. Make something beautiful, a swan origami, perhaps an airplane that slices through the summer breeze like lightning. Time, such inconsequential aspect of our lives that we cease to think about it for more than an hour. Everybody is on the footwork to accept that it moves only forward. Never looking back, it forgets the cracked road it leaves behind, always moving ahead. Always, always.

Until it doesn't. Until it does.

Fate is fickle, playful. A force complete in its being, writing the flow of undeniable sequence of everything. Swaying in the wind and dancing on the magnificent tapestry it sewed string by string, pulling us along. Since what are we but puppets? Walking with that piece of nylon leading us to our glorious purpose, or to a hell that could mean a limbo of nothingness. Destiny, we like to call it. To appease the hunger in the bottom of our bellies that every drop of tears, cascading blood inside our veins and the sweat pooling under our necks are all worth it. In the end, it was meant for something. Something great. Even in the least, something. All of us, we are fond of listing our fears, our inevitable demise, but all it usually coalesce into is the fear of being, and for it to mean absolutely nothing. Fighting tooth and nail to make one's existence matter because of a question unanswered, hoping someday it will be, and only for it to actually end up a question mark of a question mark, a never ending cycle. Well, isn't that just an exhaustion of a tragedy? Seeking for the point of doing anything in every nook and cranny, making no progress. It will be the same cacophany of sounds, digging through the tannel. Thunk, thunk, thunk. When will it change? When will the thunk became ting. A struck of gold. The enlightenment we have all been waiting for. Or if not, even a cement, or a wood, a rock. Even to just escape the same monotonous thunk, thunk, thunk.

Such a miserable affair if you think about it for too long, too deep, a step to drowning your own body into a well of realizations that could fill the lungs with wars raged against its own existence. Crisis pouring down, questions after questions. What is the point? What do I live for? It is very easy to push the brain into a breaking point. If all is meaningless, one could just pick up a gun on a whim and slide it gently into the mouth, tip to tongue, finger pressing the trigger in almost a caress. A bang, a halt, whatever is fitting to call it. So it is better to stop thinking, and live. Just live. For what? Well, you can decide. The world is vast, pluck anything from position and it'll mean an impossibility of the hand being empty.

Still, it can't be that orderly. Is it really that simple. Time is disciplined, yes, as it should be for us to not be devoured by a void scattered among the space.

Yet again it can't be helped, when chaos manifests itself.

It was a story for the ages, the Alexandrian Society and six people of immense power converging on one point. Paths crossing, entangling, all the individual ropes tying so smoothly together. Others wary, preferring to be alone with their selves and for some, it was unfathomable for personalities that are so different they repel one another. Six individuals with different anatomy of what made them who they are. It was an interesting spectacle, really. To watch it all go down. It had a beginning, flow of the plot never failing to entertain, then it reached the climax, and further through the lane, there is an end. It was perfect, done a little too well. So in the middle of it all, it is not really that surprising that a stretch of the fabric will deviate.

Six people, divisible twice or thrice. Each had their roles, subconciously knew what factor they will play in the long game and with the other. Here are the lines, the dialogues, said in the mind, in a dream, a scream in an empty room coming from a body being pulled into another slice of reality. It was all planned and written, a manuscript passed through the hands of dictations that us humanity can never really fathom in a perfect coherent sense.

Yet something shifted.

So there we go, it became a roulette, a wheel jumbled consisting questions of hows, doubts of whys, shaking of heads. It was staring at a picture sprinkled with hues not fitting together. Smudged lines in the painting, distored pixels in a screen. They say any grandeur channels an emotion from the cavity of the chest. It would be devastation in the face of the death inducing potion gliding through Juliet's throat, full of hope and naivete, only for Romeo to fall in the hands of impulse, his foolishness under the guise of grief and pulling them both down below. It would be awe as the shower of lights from fireworks spirals in raining reflection of the irisis at the peak of new year. Or a crippling yearning while one is exposed to beauty, hands clenching against the strong urge to possess it or to destroy it.

Callum Nova falling for Elizabeth Rhodes was never supposed to happen. A discombobulation in the matrix, anyone on a venture to understand is always doomed to fail. One blink, and another. An attemp to tilt the concept at any angle would always result an absolute lack of clarity.

It was pure chaos, and it will begin with a smile.

[jane-from-frebos]

Dear.... Dear sweet precious Arkha...... I need to rig the schedule to never work another shift with dear sweet precious Arkha. Long post incoming.

It's not that they're terrible at every aspect of this job. They are, but that's not the reason. Mike is terrible at every aspect of this job and I can work with Mike.

Arkha is fully cursed. They have to be. They've pissed off some powerful dark entity that lingers at the edge of our universe. They must have. No single person can be this unlucky.

I'm going to break this down in the order it happened so you can get the experience of going through this with me. I want you to experience the stages of "this isn't really their fault" to "this is just bad luck in general" to "they're just unlucky" to "something dark and powerful has decided that death is too good for Arkha and they need to suffer every moment"

Starting off, they got grazed again by the Frebo minivan (I'm sure you've seen it but it's the self driving mini van that goes around town playing the theme music and any children who get in get taken to Frebo's for a day and then it brings them back to their individual houses in time for bedtime) which, sure, just a graze this time but also I've never even heard of this thing even getting close to hitting anyone. I once saw this minivan literally go from full speed to stopping on a god damn dime because a parent ran out on to the street in front of it when it picked her kid up who was supposed to be on the way to school (sometimes the minivan hangs around bus stops and picks kids up there to free them from having to go to school that day and instead they get to party at Frebo's. It's in the commercials.) But now it has hit Arkha twice.

But maybe the minivan just hates Arkha. That can't be helped. Everyone has one or two animatronics or other entities that just hate them and that's fine. Anyways they said they were fine so we went in to start.

Immediately, and I do mean the very instant that Arkha passed through the doors, Charlie Clown started fucking cackling and jangling the chains of his nunchucks.

Naturally, I scrambled over to the prize counter to find that the day shift had moved the fucking Mouse Wreathe and it was probably in the back storage so there was no way we were getting back there. I grabbed one of mop bot's sharpened stabbing mops for protection. I'm not a fan of fighting Charlie but the mops make it much much easier than trying to fight him with your bare hands.

Arkha responded by running into the soda cups and tripping over those. Then running into to the popcorn machine and tripping over that. Then running to the front doors (which had already been sealed) then and somehow managing to trip on those. Then running in a random direction and running into Charlie Clown and tripping over them. Then running over to the prize counter and tripping over me.

Fortunately, I didn't have to fight Charlie because Frebo Fatbone walked out from backstage, picked up Charlie by his ear, and threw him into the ball pit where the dolls quickly pulled him under (Arkha responded to these heroics by running into and tripping over Frebo Fatbone).

Frebo explained that he had just stepped out to mention that that fortune teller bot that had run away was going to have a dream about him so he was going to go dimension hop really quick and would be out for the night so to mind the shop and call him if anything "whacky or jovial" happened.

So we're without Frebo which is fine he's honestly really only needed if something really bad happens or if someone needs emergency 3am notary services. It's been months since an emergency has happened that required Frebo to intervene.

Had. Had been months. Unfortunately, 10 minutes after Frebo left, who would arrive at our front fucking door besides The Good Lady Antoine Bastien Des Manon (and I'm just going to call her Lady Ant because her name is far too long).

For those who haven't been coming to Frebo's for years and aren't up to date on all of our rich lore told through the medium of random arcade games and cryptic easter eggs, Lady Ant was a little genie robot that had you tell them a wish and then they would describe how granting that wish would make you suffer. They were also one of the two future successors of Frebo Fatbone's, until Lady Ant decided she wanted it all to herself, killed Frebo Jr, and declared war on the pizzeria/arcade/notary services. This was before I even started working here.

Now she VERY RARELY (it's been like,,,, 2 and a half years since the last one) launches assaults on the Pizzeria/Arcade/Notary Services with her army of evil arcade machines. Normally we have like at least 2 weeks of warning before this happens, so we can make sure to be fully prepared and have a full staff on defense, but this time, of course, she somehow managed to take us by surprise.

Instead of an awaiting defense force led by Frebo, we had me, Arkha (who had run into and tripped over Lady Ant), Skeleton Sam (who has just lit the blunt that Pelledes shared with them last night), and mop bot. In theory there were plenty of other animatronics who could've helped but honestly they didn't really care they just listened to what Frebo told them so without him here.... Yeah.

Meanwhile Lady Ant had like 6 standing, full sized, humanoid animatronics and like 20 little guys of varying shapes and sizes and they were like. Ready for a fight.

Anyways I won't bore you with the details of our back and forth siege repelling efforts but just know that of the like 30 people Lady Ant had with her, Arkha got hit by every single one at least once, and mop bot repeatedly. I can't even blame mop bot every time it went to swing, Arkha would just manifest out of nowhere in front of them.

Anyways, eventually Charlie Clown got free from the dolls and started helping and Arkha had a great tactical maneuver of getting hit at near the speed of sound into one of Lady Ant's gang and knocking them into the ball pit. The dolls are forbidden from eating any of the animatronics here but outside ones are fair game so none of those fuckers got back up.

Oh yeah it was not once that Arkha flew at high speeds into a 3000 pound animatronic and knocked it backwards into the ball pit. Fuck I think that might've been what got most of them? I honestly stopped counting and I think I missed a couple judging from the sounds. It was like a well oiled machine honestly, I genuinely thought it was on purpose for a bit.

It was like try to run, get grabbed, scream, get thrown, hit an animatronic into the ball pit, pass out, get up, repeat.

But when I congratulated Arkha later they said that no part of it was intentional and they were trying to make it stop happening. Speaking of congratulations, normally there's like a celebration between employees and animatronics as a result of the successful battle but I guess Charlie was still mad and mop bot was upset that Arkha was "kill stealing" so they took turns whacking/ punching them for 10ish minutes before they got bored and left.

Anyways Lady Ant vowed revenge but instead of her usual speech she called out Arkha by name and said that she would enact untold vengeance upon them.

Somewhere around this is when I began to suspect the curse but what really sealed the deal was when they got stuck in the claw machine. It's not even possessed. It's just a normal claw machine. I decided to leave them there the rest of the night, it was just safer for me honestly.

Management has informed me that I will now be doing 1 on 1 training for the next four nights, one night with each different new hire. Will reblog with each update. No idea on the order, just that Arkha will probably be last to give them time to recover (they got run over in the parking lot by a minivan full of children at the end of the training shift)

[lilflowerpot]

Soulmate AU where the marks on one person's skin show up on the other, but obviously they can't understand each other's writing, so Keith mostly just tries to express himself through art instead. So naturally, when he starts investigating the Blue Lion he starts drawing THAT too. Which is why, when Voltron shows up, Lotor is Dead Certain that the blue paladin is his soulmate, and he desperately tries to force himself to fall in love with Lance even while he's like "... Really? THIS guy?"

Lotor’s soulmate is not illiterate, but they may as well be. He’s compared their careless scrawl against every language in the Imperial data banks - thrice! - and it’s simply... not there.

“They’re a primitive,” Ezor nods sagely from where she’s half draped over his shoulder, eyeing the illegible lettering on his wrist with an entertained curl to her lips, “must be. Guess the universe wanted to counterbalance all your insufferable braininess.”

When Lotor shrugs her off with a snarl, she has the audacity to laugh.

Acxa’s kinder, or she tries to be, comforting him with the notion that if his soulmate is a primitive, they’re at the very least an educated one, or better yet of a more evolved society wherein knowledge of scripture is commonplace, so... they’re not feral.

Zethrid seems to half wish that they were, if only for the thrill of it.

“And the sex,” Ezor tacks on with an evil little grin, “the sex would have been fantastic.”

Her soulmate’s raucous glee drowns out any further discussion of the topic.

-

So they can’t communicate, not with words, but if Lotor’s soulmate is anything it’s tenacious (and the Prince can’t help but admire that). They come to the conclusion that pictures are the way to go, painting Lotor’s forearms with a veritable rainbow of quadrilaterals, each containing varying stripes and symbols, and then a series of dotted squiggles that Lotor is beginning to recognise as their approximation of a question.

The problem being he doesn’t actually know what it is that they’re asking.

There’s one rectangle - the majority of which is striped red and white, with a one contrasting quarter of stars in a blue sky - that his soulmate keeps coming back to, and Lotor realises it must be a clan symbol of a sort, indicative of their own people and culture, but... once again scouring Imperial logs turns up nothing of import. Frustrated, Lotor practically carves the hateful Imperial emblem into his palm with jagged lines of ink - Vrepit Sa - and turns in for the night.

In the morning, his arms are wiped clean.

They stay that way for a quintent.

Two.

On the third, he hears back, and it rocks his entire world view.

Kraliept Sa.

The lines are careful, deliberate, as if someone unfamiliar with the old scripture had taken great pains to transcribe that singular character, and Lotor quite simply can’t believe his eyes, because that would mean... that would mean that the only two things he knows of his soulmate are in direct contrast with one another: the first being that they are completely isolated from the Empire, and the second more impossible yet, that they have ties to the Blade of Marmora.

-

They continue this way for almost a decaphoeb, and it’s not perfect, but it’s something.

Lotor sends renderings of the stars, his ship, Kova, and in return his soulmate replies with sketches of the animals and sunsets and vast expanses of desert on an alien world.

One evening, they blur blues and greens into a perfect little marble on the inside of Lotor’s knee, an arrow pointing to one of the green patches labeled with a sequence of characters that the galra Prince is beginning to recognise as his soulmate’s name - though he can’t so much as begin to guess at how they might be pronounced - and so on the opposite knee Lotor paints Daibazaal, and then, because that feels inadequate, smears his thumb through the centre of the planet he no longer calls home, doodling a battalion of ships leaving the wreckage in a mass exodus, the children of an orphaned world.

And once more, his soulmate falls quiet.

-

It’s almost a full phoeb until they reach out again, and when they do Lotor finds them franctic, frightened, their little blue-green marble only the beginning; an entire solar system follows, complete with details such as what Lotor assumes must be an accurate number of moons on each planet for how deliberately they’re marked out, and then-

A ship.

It’s small and unassuming and positively archaic in design, but it’s a ship nonetheless, and as Lotor watches, his soulmate draws and erases and re-draws that same design until it’s traveled the length of his leg - thigh to ankle - and ‘lands’ on an unassuming moon of the most distant planet. They circle it with agitation, jabbing whatever implement they’re using to mark their own skin so violently that Lotor’s quite sure they must bleed under the force of it, but he doesn’t know what to say, let alone know how to say it if he did.

The next morning, his soulmate’s mural has gone.

The phantom ache of it remains.

-

They call him Champion.

Lotor only takes interest because of the timing, because of the circumstance, because it’s Sendak’s fleet that located these new lifeforms on a desolate moon in some distant corner of the universe, and of all Zarkon’s commanders he most of all has something of a reputation for toeing the line between cruelty and outright sadism.

The odds are one in a million, but that’s not a risk Lotor is willing to take.

He paints an obnoxious criss-cross of colour onto his own face that will be impossible to hide or mistake for anything other than what it is, and sends his generals to ascertain whether the Champion or either of the two lifeforms that accompanied him - soon to be subject to the work camps - share the mark.

They don’t, not one of them, and so Lotor chalks it up to coincidence and moves on.

Finding what could almost be mistaken for the legendary Blue Lion on the back of his hand only for Voltron proper to re-emerge into the universe after thousands of decaphoebs with the Champion himself allegedly at the helm, is not so easily written off.

And this time, when his soulmate abandons him to cold silence, it feels final.

-

Thayserix was very much a spur of the moment decision, but Lotor has never been so glad of such impulsivity as he is now, with the blue Lion of Voltron having been stolen from the thick mists and safely in his grasp.

Though, it’s not the lion that interests him.

Yes she’s a beautiful beast of considerable power, but in this case it is quite literally what’s on the inside that counts, that being of course Lotor’s soulmate... or so he’d thought.

Princess Allura of Altea cannot be them.

At least he certainly hopes not.

She’s lovely, in theory, but they’ve been in a stalemate for the past varga with her sullenly refusing to so much as consider entertaining Lotor’s attempts at hospitality, let alone conversation, and instead quite stubbornly standing with both her guard and weapon raised.

“I really would simply like to speak with-”

“Release me.”

Her end of things has consisted solely of those two words, and the monotony of it all really is growing rather tiresome.

Narti saves him from another repetitive bout, slinking into his mind and whispering that the rest of Voltron have located them far more quickly than Lotor would have thought possible.

The worst part is he’s almost grateful.

“Very well,” he growls, temper wearing thin, “your friends are here to collect you Princess, perhaps they will be more amenable to a little tête-à-tête, hm?”

They are not.

“Release Allura,” is the first thing to pass the dark-haired Paladin’s lips, teeth bared and tongue sharp, and it takes everything Lotor is not to simply concede on the spot.

“Frankly, I would love to,” he spits, gratified by how completely this blindsides the lot of them, every face on the holoscreen struck blank by his immediate compliance. “I do not believe she is the individual I am looking for, nor does she seem inclined to assist me in locating whosoever is. Answer my questions, and you are welcome to her and the blue Lion both.”

“We... We are?” It’s an older gentleman who speaks up, the only other altean among them.

“Absolutely,” Lotor hisses, and then graciously concedes: “the mistake was mine. I simply wished to open a dialogue with who I had assumed to be the blue Paladin, but as she is of a background that would doubtless have allowed us to communicate in galra script, that no longer seems the case.”

Their group look like they’re going to ask him to further explain what must sound to the lot of them nonsense... all except the black Paladin whose eyes have gone wide on some personal revelation, whispering “you,” as if he can’t believe his ears, only to spit out an obscenity before repeating himself with all the fury of an imploding star. “You!”

There are several exclamations of “Keith-!” as those violet eyes narrow to slits, the man smacking his hand down and cutting their com-line dead.

Ezor, helpful as ever, mumbles: “Well that went well,” quiet enough that it’s almost as if she doesn’t mean for everyone in the otherwise silent cockpit to hear her.

-

For the first time in ten thousand decaphoebs, the black Lion is - technically - in Imperial hands.

Lotor couldn’t care less.

The man who strides out of her is a veritable firestorm, all dark brows and snarling lips, and in a heartbeat Lotor knows, he just knows, who he is.

What he is.

Galra, for one, almost certainly a hybrid like Lotor - it’s the eyes that betray him, half luminescent with rage - and there’s a gorgeous poeticism to that.

Reckless for another, and behind him from where she’s been brought to stand witness, Princess Allura is clearly horrified to see her companion step from Voltron’s keystone and leave it completely unprotected, but the Paladin doesn’t seem to care, and neither does Lotor.

“Release Allura,” he growls again, voice like thunder and just as electrifying as he storms across the landing bay without hesitation, not even stopping to glance in his fellow Paladin’s direction and affirm that Zethrid has, in fact, released her as instructed.

No, Lotor’s soulmate simply fists pale fingers into paler hair and hisses, “fuck you,” into his mouth before kissing the Prince senseless.

-

Later - much, much later - Lotor is pleased to report back to Ezor that the sex is, in fact, fantastic.

[thebraingremlinsaremad]

Daily Blog #15: August 22, 2021

Dollar Tree is honestly pretty fucking awesome 👌👌👌

I set my alarm for like 6:25 this morning, but it took 6 minutes for the "Horsin' Around" theme song instrumental to wake me up. I was pretty tired lol. I just dismissed it and went back to sleep.

I only went back to sleep because I knew I had another alarm set for 7:00. That got me up.

I should mention that this was still in the RV over an hour away from the house.

After I got up, I went to go get a shower, and did so successfully.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten my brush this time and had to do it afterwards after my hair had a bit of time to dry, which did make it a little more difficult lol.

I got dressed and grabbed my stuff, putting it into my car.

I made it a point to see and say "see you later" to my grandparents before I left for the flea market.

My dad insisted that I stayed to say goodbye to my mom, so I left.

I did NOT have cell service up there, as was mentioned in my previous 2 blogs of which I could only post today, so finding my way was a tiny bit difficult until I got some service to ask Google to take me to "...".

It worked and I got there.

On my drive, I listened to 1 by Simple Kid, a CD I had previously purchased at a Dollar Tree location.

I got a call from the guy at the flea market saying that I had some people there waiting for me. He asked how far away I was, to which I said "about 10 minutes." Ironically, that call made me miss my exit, as Google couldn't talk during the call, and added about 3 minutes to my arrival time lmao.

I did sell the Xbox that he said someone was interested in. I got $40 for it. I spent 27¢ on it. Pretty good return if you ask me.

I couldn't sell it with anything other than a power cord because the controller and AV cables I had been using to play it there were for my personal console. I'm just glad I can actually hook my Xbox up and stop having to drag them to the flea market along with a small library of games.

Not too long after I sold the Xbox, someone came in and asked if I wanted to see some electronics he had in his car. I went out with him. It was a pair of 3ft speakers and a Pioneer audio system with dual cassette decks (although neither of them works) and a 25 Disc CD-changer, as well as the standard AM/FM tuner. Additionally, there was a Fisher amplifier and AM/FM tuner as well as a Fisher Direct Drive turntable. He said he wanted $60 for em, but before that he casually, and probably accidentally, dropped that he was just gonna take em to the thrift store.

Big mistake.

I got em for $35 lmao. THERE GOES MOST OF MY PROFIT.

Oh well.

I tested everything. As I mentioned, the cassette decks don't work, but everything else does apart from the turntable needing a new stylus.

I posted some new photos of the shop to Facebook, and someone soon DMed me about a stereo system.

I priced everything, and it turns out I have about $300 worth of equipment from that deal, the Fisher amp and tuner being worth about $150.

The buyer will hopefully show up next weekend, for he wants to buy the Fisher stuff ($185 with the turntable), the 3ft speakers, an 8-track deck, and a Kenwood deck we've had for a week or two.

The speakers are listed for $50 (and are worth around $100-150), the Kenwood Deck for $50 as well, and the 8-track for $35. That makes it about $320 in equipment. Since he's buying so much, I'll knock it down to $270 and essentially give him the speakers or cassette deck for free lol.

Apart from that stuff, not much happened at the flea market. I sold some records, cassettes, CDs and I think 2 DVDs. One person bought a VHS tape? That money was the other guy's though. Oh well xD.

I can't say that I didn't miss my wonderful partner while on the trip. I actually brought along the stuffed animal they gave me (who's name is Greg) and snuggled with him both nights.

I was very happy to hear from them UwU.

They let me rant and I let them rant.

I honestly give them too much responsibility over me xD. I'm like, "Okay, I'm gonna do this. HOLD ME TO IT."

I know I can't hold myself to anything I personally say (this blog being the only exception apparently), but I listen to them pretty well I think 🤔. If they tell me, "No, you don't need that VCR," so long as it's not some weird specialty thing, like a worldwide VCR 🥵, I'll be like "Yeah, you rite bro."

I love you man xD. You control my craziness pretty well. I'm so thankful for you UwU.

#relationshipgoals

So part way through the flea market day, I went over to Dollar Tree to buy some snack, but ended up looking through the CDs to see if there was anything good. I took photos of about 18 CDs and flipped through them online for the remainder of the flea market day.

I deleted the photos of the ones I didn't want and kept those that I liked. Surprisingly, I ended up buying 13 CDs there, but not before dropping them on the floor like the dumbass I am.

Also, sorry for all the nerd shit I spilled on your lap earlier. No one cares about amps and tuners xD.

I'M LISTENING TO ONE OF THE DOLLAR TREE CDS RIGHT NOW THO.

I already transferred over to my online library on iBroadcast and put the disc into my CD changer, which is now holding 164 CDs.

Its max capacity is 300 discs 🥵

WHY AM I NERD

Oh well

I like being a nerd gurl

Also maybe a technosexual 👀

I get really excited over some electronics. Like. REALLY excited.

Some editing VCRs are like "Holy shit that is SEXY. Look at those goddamn VU meters 🥵. And hhhh there are like 7 inputs on this thing and individual controls for left and right audio gain, not to mention Hi-Fi S-VHS recording. Hhhhhhhhhhh please gimme 😭. Why are you so expensive?"

I uh, mean, uh, *cough* look, pretty lights.

Oh yeah, I was gonna say the album I was listening to xD. MAN I GOT SIDETRACKED.

It's 37 Everywhere by Punchline. Def give it a listen; it's pretty heccin good.

Another notable album I picked up was Page One by Steven Page. I very much like the first track, "A New Shore." It's quite catchy and he has a great voice imo.

Also at dollar tree, I bought a regular bag of Fieras and 2 bags of Fieras Sticks, which were marked down to 75¢/bag because they're expiring soon.

I honestly like the generic Dollar Tree version of Takis more than actual Takis. They're a lot more flavorful when it comes to the lime, but also hotter at the same time.

Don't get the hot nacho ones tho. Hot nacho? More like hot pile of shit.

HAH

Goteem.

They're not that good xD.

THE REGULAR ONES ARE FIRE THO

"How do you do fellow kids?"

I got home and started working on putting the CDs onto my computer, and then onto iBroadcast, but not without first adding The Music Man to my digital library, something I had neglected for a month or two. The CD had just been sitting there lol.

I also switched my digital file for "The Black Parade" to that of the uncensored CD, which I had purchased before I event started working over 2 months ago.

MAN I'M LAZY

I eventually get around to shit tho lol. I guess it's just a matter of priority.

What usually takes priority is digging through everything to find something that I forgot about but then remembered, making a mess in the process that I would then have to clean up, at least partially.

I think the album just ended. I've been writing for a while xD. I'ma start "I Made You Something" by The Island of the Misfit Toys.

I'll tell you where that album came from in a minute.

In the meantime, where was I?

I kinda lost my train of thought despite reading up to see where I was. Oh well. On I go.

I ate dinner and kept working on those CDs, eventually putting my clothes from the week into the washer.

I FORGOT TO PUT MY SHAPING UNDERWEAR IN. FUCKING HELL MAN.

I wanted to wash em for this week 😭

No tight pants for Leonna I guess qwq.

Meanwhile, the box of my CD album cases is overflowing. I need another box.

I keep all of the album artworks in a big CD folder. That's almost full.

I wanna fill my entire CD changer. That's one of my big goals in life. Idk why, but I just wanna legitimately fill the entire thing.

My clothes are in the dryer now. I don't think I have the time (or energy) to fold them tonight. I'll leave that for tomorrow morning before work.

And God. Fucking. Damnit. I start school again on Wednesday. NOT looking forward to that, and neither are my 2 coworkers. We already have low enough staff, but only the two of them working is gonna be a pain in the ass.

I'll still work Saturdays.

I need to contact my guidance counselor to get out of the gym class I signed up for. I scheduled this shit before I found out I was trans, and I don't wanna deal with the fucking locker room situation 🙄 I have far more important matters.

Okay so anyway, the album I'm listening to came from a cassette. I bought this cassette a few months ago at the flea market along with a few others. The reason I bought them? They were all newer cassette releases from the 2010's, and they're all actually pretty good music from very indie bands.

Currently getting mad at iBroadcast's compression algorithm. It's unnaturally fucking anything over -10db up. Oh well, there's not really anything I can do about it.

I have like 13GB of music on my phone btw. That's about 3.5k songs on 268 albums.

I'm kind of an audiophile, but I'm too cheap to pay for a lossless service. Oh well.

They do actually have a lossless service on iBroadcast, but once again, too cheap.

Someone just sent me a friend request who legitimately posted that BLM and the democratic party are hate groups.

BLOCK.

Goodbye ho.

I don't get that. They call the democratic party a hate group when they hate people like me, and I, being more of a democrat although not fully because the 2-party system is fucked, think nothing more of them than they're very wrong about certain things, especially, as shown, that black people, as well as asian, Indian, native, and people of all ethnicities and backgrounds, are not equal to white people.

Yeh.

Totally.

You go buddy.

Anyway, yeah, I can, and do, convert music and video from analog formats to digital files in order for me to archive and listen to whenever and wherever I please. I've actually made a bit of a business out of it, but I don't get too much work from it. At least I'm not overloading myself xD.

I honestly have so much more to say, but I should probably go to sleep soon.

A few final shoutouts to the following people and companies:

-Dollar Tree

-Steven Page

-Broken World Media

-The Island of Misfit Toys

-Simple Kid

-Punchline

-My incredible partner QwQ I love you so much. Thanks for being the best all the time. I hope I can give you the best life ever.

Anyway I suppose this is goodnight. Lmk if you want a full list of the CDs I bought today! I'll link that song by Steven Page here.

And here's a good song from Simple Kid

I really like music lol. Enjoy these pieces.

Anyway, goodnight lol.

Lots of love,

-Leonna.

[mindthebulletso]

What?! No I'm not !! the only side I am in is that of my way of seeing the world, my conscience, my cynical character and experience. Because I am very selective and I have chosen people to follow. I don’t follow you because you are a Louie but because I consider you a smart girl, so seeing how easily many have fallen into this, imo, manipulation hurts me. For Louis above all else. Because I remember being one of the first in 2018 to speak openly about Sony Sabotage in HS2 favor and I perfectly remember what and how it was answered to me!!

Because I remember Why I looked for the Rads ....and how the world has turned upside down 🤣 Having moved away from Styles for other reasons, having taken a different approach before this perhaps affects my thoughts and reasonings but how can you not understand that you are doing exactly what Sony wants (regardless which Label we will discover has louis now) years of Larries VS Anties hasn't really opened your eyes? How is it possible? Have you ever noticed how many Louies (not larries) always write "team" and never "Sony" Have you ever noticed how full their accounts are with everything Harry does / doesn't do in real time? Twenty-five years of Kardashian (Hello Uncle Irving) did not help to understand StarSistem is based on chatter and not only on good things? They often update before Larries! if you want to know what happens in Harry Styles life follow a Louie. nice no? If you watch MV to "see how shabby it is" and then talk about it on social, however, you contribute to creating curiosity, chatter, comments, quarrels. If you always complain using Harry as a yardstick, you keep Louis in this funnel that L is crushed in one way or another. If you look back and you don't see how much 2015!Louis was tired and only blame Xander for that , thinking that he was happy for singing a bit more because Zayn was gone or for the water fights with Liam it is you who considers him half of a ship!! If you confuse his nostalgia and humility for lack of ambition or trust , you consider him half of a ship. If you love Louis and have decided that Harry is an active part of his sabotage why don't you get to completely ignore him, always, in the most absolute way after having clarified your position? And if you have decided this, how can you accept Niall and Liam, whom you consider his brothers do not take sides with him but rather, as soon as they can, they raise Star!Styles? Have you ever thought about how he can feel seeing that his fandom, while insulting Styles' new life, spends days asking for OneDirection!Louis? And the braces, and the hair, and the beanie, the headband, and the tank top .. he had to admit this is frustrating but nevertheless Louies continue and if you point it out the answer is "Old!Louis receives more likes " 😒

anyway let's go.. “Because I loved Styles anyway and I have a past with him” Ok. Let's start from here then. Azoff and Sony in 2013 begin to seriously plan H solo career. Azoff has a story, a very clear story, but you voluntarily ignored it at that time, only to blame Styles for choosing them (being chosen) now!! Like three silly kids Louis Niall and Liam until 2016 believe in an 18-month hiatus 😂 . Do you really think they are so naive? Seriously? Louis William Tomlinson who at 20 sees a hole in the writing process of the band and turns everything upside down does not understand what is the destiny designated? Among other things, the same for all boyband before 1D and info easily accessible on google But “he was in love "ok. But then you have to admit you start from the starting point that you now strongly reproach Larries. You have to admit you are living in Young & Beautiful Spin Off because instead I see a strong, smart, brilliant man, who for 10 years has been fighting tirelessly for his individuality. I think this passive Louis is the result of the FF you read because you are the first who make everything go around Styles, even before Sony. Someone stuffing your head saying Harry doesn't need Larries anymore. Are you Sure? Because business is brutal and Labels don't exist for your enjoy. They don't invest in you leaving you power. It is quite the opposite. The more you make money, the more you are a puppet. Just check the difference in numbers between H and Justin, Ariana, Selena, Ed, DuaLipa to understand what I mean!

the Direction taken is the right one, it is having a good success - well deserved - but, believe me, not enough to justify the investment made. And do you really think Azoff, manager since the barter still existed, evaluates the point of view of a 25-year-old who even made almost deny the first album? Who no longer took his mommy on holiday when Harries started complaining about her presence? Do you really think these guys signed contracts to their advantage (I'm not talking about money of course)? Do you really think Styles can say in Sony -I don't do this-? Based on what? Do you blame Harry for his ambition but do you really think he has alternatives? Especially in Sony that has no other icons of this generation? Someone make you believe Harry is loved by everyone but have you ever come out of the fandom bubble to read what so many locals write about him? don't you read how much hate he receives? Azoff arrives in 2013, from that moment on did you see his life change for the better? Less work, more attention to his health or did you see him arrive at the end of 2015 without voice? or do you think "better life" is going out with Taylor Swift and Kaya Gerber Because in that case you love the life Louis says he hates 😟 And considering the type of music he produced, do you think his 2021worldtour is to safeguard his voice and health? Really!? And how is it possible if Azoff loves Harry person and not Harry MoneyMachine? Do you really think Harry is so naive that he doesn't know this? Do you often notice how bad it is aging, How dull are his eyes.. Isn't this already an answer? And if you want to say "that's what he deserves" wow do you remember that you don't really know them and that they are only singers / strangers you love? They are not really your son? that you've never been to their room and their songs aren't a gossip magazine?

Same talk about Louis Fam. Louis Tomlinson openly lashes out against Euphoria chatting with his HetStalkerNumberOne creating more promo or against Zayn when he drops GY but is unable to tell his stepfather / sisters to stop using his life like that? Really? Or do you think he did this but Mark ignored that ? Everyone uses him but he, passively again, cannot do anything. Do you really think Louis is this? Why? Look Louies focused on commenting What Harry is doing in istagram? Look how much power they are giving this stupid thing? They put Harry at the center of Louis' life, they considered him Mrs L. Styles weak and closed in the suitcase with the only ambition to jump on his cock. why this daily need to highlight how disappointed you are with the person who has become? Are you more concerned that Harry cheated on Louis or that Harry cheated on you? Because if you think Louis has a new life why you don't go on too? The position is clear, why keep playing the Sony game? How do you think Louis feels when he sees his fandom has absorbed that his pubblic life has been closely linked to his girlfriend for years now? When you read that H's lunch with stringer was cruel and nobody mentions anymore three days later he was paps with El and the dogs? Just because The Sun canceled? What does it matter he had to undergo this, he had to get out of bed, go out and go to the pap (in 2020 only if you are 12 you can think that the paps are not scheduled) You can also think that there is a friendly relationship with E but why you accept that she is also present when a month later they go to GoKart? Why can't only Louis spend The first Christmas without Fizzy and Jay with his sisters? Why can't Louis alone participate in the B.L.M. march? We told ourselves that the cause was more important than the company and it is true. But important for whom? For us or for him that of B.L.M. did speak before everyone when it wasn't “trendy” ? Why doesn't even his fandom fight for his freedom? from everyone?! Why Do you think this imposition is healthy for him? Or do you think he chose this, because if you think this then all JLYMV was a joke for you and it's okay but I ask you, do you really believe that it is no longer hard for him suffer the presence of Eleanor than a Harry Styles SmileyNails ? Are we talking about what's harder for him or for you? Does Louis individual really care about anyone? Because my heart breaks to see how, even if it were reality, his pubblic life is linked to this girl as if she were the star! Everyone has a girlfriend but not even Kilye Jenner was so present in Travis Scott's career, private life. Why don't you rebel against this? Why "thank you Eleonor" ? Why is your selfishness more important than he has to live this actively? Why do you think it is easy for him after 10 years? Whatever your opinion about , Louis has not interacted publicly with Freddy since 2018. Why don't you get angry with Louies who do not care about this and clog social with his pics not respecting Louis' will? Why do you only get angry with a certain part of fandom and not with those who help a small group of people to spread this child's face wildly despite Louis not doing it? Why don't you ask yourself "louis does not do this, it is the case that I do it"? Who is your Louis landmark or the baby's family? Why is Louis never enough? Why don't you see Louis' individual freedom is not seized by Harry Styles but by Sony which is who should protect him from Azoff / Styles? If your answer is "Sony does not believe in him enough" I'm sorry I have news for you, you believe Louis tomlinson is not worth enough .. and while you continue this useless fight between Louies Larries Labels will continue to use Harry, Louis for their bank accounts and only for that laughing at us whatever the real personal situation between the two of which I honestly care zero but, as you can see, in one way or another it is still at the center of our attention and if Larries have the justification "I believe in them" what excuse do you have?

[mbti-notes]

I am privileged AF (young, no debt, STEM degree, white, born male) and yet I don't want to do anything with my life, I can't even get up from my bed to eat. I have so many possibilities but I don't have any passion, any craving, I don't even feel alive anymore. Everything is a pain in the ass, or I just don't give a fuck. How can I care about my life? Care about anything really? I know I do care but somehow really don't? I feel erased from existence, like it's not me at all. What shoud I do?

You don’t get to choose the circumstances that you’re born into, which is why we often use the phrase “accident of birth”. Whether you’re born into poverty or privilege is of little consequence in terms of “identity” because things that you can’t control should not define who you are. However, people run into problems when they start to believe that accidents of birth define their personal identity, e.g., believing that being born into poverty means that one automatically deserves lesser treatment, believing that being born into privilege means that one automatically deserves better treatment, or believing that genetic heritage or arbitrary achievements make you superior to others. You seem to indicate that you don’t subscribe to these problematic beliefs. Yet you still unwittingly link your privilege to your identity, otherwise you wouldn’t mention it as though you feel guilty for it, otherwise you wouldn’t imply that privilege “should” be bringing you a happy existence.

One good thing that has come out of Western culture is the idea of individuality, i.e., that you are more than the sum of your environmental influences. It is a valuable idea because it facilitates human progress by granting people the freedom to discover their gifts and make unique and creative contributions, in other words, it is a way to ensure that everyone has a role to play in society even when accidents of birth hold them back. However, individuality is a relatively new concept in human history, and I would argue that human beings still do not understand it because most of their attempts to express it are immature and rooted in irrational fears. Individuality states that, no matter your circumstances, you get to choose your attitude, you get to choose how to express yourself and respond to situations, and you get to choose how to make the best use of any gifts and resources you’ve been granted. Have you ever read Viktor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning, which includes his reflections on surviving the holocaust? I’d recommend it to anyone who questions the meaning of their life. Why is it that people living in the same circumstances react so differently? E.g. Some choose surrender, some choose death, some choose to fight, some choose brutality, some choose integrity. To make a “choice” means that there is an agent doing the choosing. To possess a sense of agency and express agency requires individuality. You cannot make real choices when there is no real “you” there to deliberate and decide. But when you don’t know how to decide for yourself, others are more than happy to step in and use you.

You mention that you “feel erased from existence”. What this indicates is that you have no sense of individuality. When you say that you “don’t care about anything”, what you’re really saying is that you don’t care about yourself. There is no “you” to care about, is there? To discover who you really are is called the process of self-actualization. Up until now, you haven’t done anything significant to discover who you really are, what you really need in life, and where your individual purpose lies, have you? Or, if you have, you haven’t gotten very far? One of the downsides of privilege (such as being male in a male-dominated society or being heterosexual in a heteronormative society) is low self-awareness, because you are rarely prompted to question your social role, you are rarely urged to reflect on whether you use your privilege wisely, and you are rarely forced into proving that you deserve your position of relative power. In other words, being an “insider” means that you naturally fit into the order of things and never have to think outside that small box. One reason that the privileged fight so hard to maintain the status quo is because allowing “outsiders” to speak is psychologically threatening, as it forces the insiders to reflect on who they are and whether they really deserve to have more than the people they label “outsiders”.

Privilege aside, many people suffer from no individuality because they are only extrinsically motivated, i.e., they have only lived their life by superficial external standards for the sake of garnering superficial external rewards/privileges, without ever reflecting more deeply on their life direction, much like an automaton executing someone else’s program. They are usually stuck at stages 1-2 ego development. I’ll give you an oversimplified example of extrinsic vs intrinsic motivation: Which child do you think continues to clean their room when the parent stops paying out money? The child who only cleans their room to get a monetary reward (blindly following the parent’s programming), or the child who feels strong inner pride in maintaining cleanliness (personal choice)?

Self-actualization is hard work, it is a personal choice, and you choose it because you understand the value of your life, the value of your time, the value of your gifts, and you want to make the most of them. Many people don’t choose self-actualization because they are afraid of failing, they are afraid of taking full responsibility for each and every decision, and ignorance/complacency is the path of least resistance. However, where does rejecting self-actualization lead you other than apathy or indifference, since there is no “you” to care about and, therefore, no “you” to motivate healthy self-care and self-developing behavior? It’s not that you don’t have a self, it’s that you don’t honor it and listen to it. If there were no self, you wouldn’t feel bad about being apathetic. The definition of apathy is “no interest”, yet that’s not really possible, because you are clearly interested enough to know it’s a problem and want to solve it. How long do you have to be stuck in apathy before you can’t bear the emptiness of it anymore, because it slowly morphs into deep-seated existential pain?

Nobody can make you care when you don’t. Humans are built to care. Care emanates from within, from “the heart”, but you speak as though yours is missing. One of the nice things about being human is that we all have a voice within that guides us and informs us about how to live life well - it is the same voice that prompts you to reach out for help when you’re hurt or lost - that voice is the true capital S “Self” that is always there whether you are aware of it or not. Some might prefer to call it “soul” or “spirit” instead. In any case, it cries out to live life, and it despairs when you reject life. Many people are discouraged from listening to that inner voice because they have been punished for it in childhood, or they feel that they don’t deserve a life of their own, or they are afraid of what might happen when they finally stop and listen.

Therefore, you don’t sit around and wait for something to “make you care” because, once again, you’d trap yourself in the cycle of chasing superficial external rewards; rather, you make a personal choice to care because 1) it is the best way to make good use of your life, and 2) you understand that not caring leads you into emptiness and “death” as you reject your own spirit. Whether you choose to care is nobody else’s concern because we should respect your freedom to live as you see fit, but it should be YOUR concern because it is directly related to who you are and the quality of your life. If you choose not caring, then you choose to be a nobody to no one, to have no influence, to make no impact, thus, to have no real existence - you single-handedly erase yourself from existence. You say you “feel erased”, which indicates that you suffer from passivity or even victim mentality, as though someone has cruelly inflicted this state upon you. Nobody can develop your individuality for you. Without it, you won’t realize that you are always free to choose how to be. At any point, you can choose to take full responsibility for how you live every second of your life rather than twiddling your thumbs or living in fear.

One way to look at privilege is that it grants you economic power and social capital that you didn’t earn for yourself. When you don’t properly earn something, you might develop an irrational fear of losing it, you are much less likely to appreciate it, and you are far more likely to take its positive aspects for granted. And when you no longer see the positive, what are you left with if not just the negative (or the “pain in the asses” as you put it)? It’s hard to appreciate privilege when you don’t really understand what it means to live without it or how hard some people work to obtain it (and perhaps still fail to). Many privileged parents actually damage their child’s psychological development by never allowing them to face any real challenges in life (sheltering them), by telling them that privilege is their birthright, by telling them they “should” be happy for an easy life, or that winning the genetic lottery is what makes them “special”. Many people believe that having all of their physical and material desires taken care of is the road to happiness, but it isn’t. There’s a reason we use different words to describe concepts like “body”, “mind”, and “spirit” or “soul”. Feeding the body isn’t the same as nourishing your soul.

Fulfillment comes from the arduous process of learning how to live your best life, which includes taking the initiative to confront your life’s challenges, problems, and obstacles as well as succeeding or failing by your own hand. If you allow privilege to shield you from proper hard work, then you rob yourself of the chance to learn about who you really are and what you’re really made of. When you define yourself with empty markers of success, like accidents of birth or unearned privilege, you don’t develop a personal identity and then “my life” remains a meaningless concept. Have you ever read the story of the Buddha, a man raised as royalty in the lap of luxury but then walked away from privilege because disillusionment prompted him to explore the true meaning of life? He listened to the voice within, found something that worked for him, and that is what each of us needs to do. We each need to set out on our own journey of self-actualization, to find our true individuality, to live to our unique potential. Privilege can be a cage as much as a blessing. Whatever your circumstances, a true individual would never accept a caged life, no matter how gilded the cage, because it means giving up the freedom for self-exploration.

You care about life when your individuality and becoming a person of substance matters to you (intrinsic motivation) a lot more than chasing empty/fleeting rewards (extrinsic motivation). To be an individual means that you are your own savior first, so you don’t sit around waiting for one. Unless you’re brave enough to break free of your “automaton” life, nothing will really change, will it? It’s not your fault that you were born into privilege or granted privilege by society, but it is your fault if you keep choosing to hide behind it to the point that you never connect with anything, never recognize your potential, never grow, and never become anything - think of it as self-violence. It’s not about feeling guilty for squandering what you have, it’s about reflecting seriously on why you would ever choose the self-inflicted pain of living a spiritually dead life.

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Manifest Money And All The Wealth You Desire

Can you use the law of attraction to manifest money? 

Absolutely! In fact, I would venture a guess that 99.9% of everyone that discovers the law of attraction did so out of their inherit desire to manifest money into their lives. This is not so because money itself is the most important aspect of life. It is because the lack of money is the most commonly used excuse for not living the life we want. As stated throughout this site, it takes a high degree of awareness to fully use and direct the power of the law of attraction. This is true whether you want to manifest money or a cup of coffee. The difference is the cup of coffee is so easily accessible and readily available to us that we are preset mentally to receive it. You've surely had a hundred cups of coffee so why should there be any reason you could not produce one now, right? Where as for the majority of people out there, to manifest money is not so easy, or so it seems.

The truth is that everything is thought. Before anything is created or experienced there first must be a thought. Thoughts lead to feelings and feelings become moods, habitual emotions or responses, and finally thoughts solidify themselves in your subconscious as "beliefs". Beliefs can be learned, programmed, and altered over time through exposure and repetition. It takes a lot of work to re-program your sub-conscious but it can be done and works wonders when done successfully. The subconscious is quite simply the most powerful operating system on the planet and is your direct link to the universe. The subconscious(among other things) is responsible for sending out the signals or "requests" that it receives from you out into the universe, which in turn, gives you exactly what you want! Your mind is a manifestation machine and it runs on beliefs.

Think of your current situation. What beliefs about money were you raised with? The people around you, family, friends, co-workers, all have similar if not identical mind-sets and views about money. As well as their capacity for gaining more money, and their feelings towards those who have money. What does this tell you? It simply highlights the fact that for better or worse you are operating on a sub-conscious belief system about money which has been inadequate! Furthermore, you have naturally attracted around you a complete network of people who unknowingly are reinforcing these limiting beliefs for you. Thus leaving you desiring more. Which is good because desire must be present first if you are to manifest anything, and to manifest money is no exception! This does not mean that your friends and family are your enemies to be avoided at all costs. It just means that you have never been aware of the fact that the result of your limited financial situation is a result of your limited financial belief system. Because you have been born, raised, and are currently surrounded by it!

So, to be clear, it is entirely possible to manifest money. Actually, it is not even that hard at all(it is more difficult deciding what you want most in life!). However, to manifest money requires that you first identify and change your limiting beliefs about money. Why? Because wealth, joy, happiness, health, safety, excitement, all of these feelings are born in your mind as thoughts and "ideas" first and foremost! Because if you can't feel love for wealth now you will never feel it later. Because if all you feel is helpless inadequacy about being broke all the time, then that is all you are attracting! If you really want to manifest money, this is step one; Be patient, learn and study the law of attraction, and above all, BELIEVE.

To manifest anything, money included, is to have a desire for it. Which obviously means there is a lack of something, money in this case. As a student of the law of attraction, the immediate action you need to take is to identify any and all negative feelings you are harboring towards money, and stop it! You must understand and accept the fact that your present circumstances and financial duress is a direct result of your conscious and unconscious thoughts and feelings regarding money! If you lack credit or cash then stop thinking of the lack. If you want something expensive like a new car or dress then stop the immediate, reactionary, emotional *sigh*, and negative feeling of NOT having enough money for it. When you react emotionally in this way you are sending a clear and powerful signal to the universe to give you just that...not enough. It is really that simple. You get back everything you send out. Give out negative feelings about money and that's what you will attract back to you. Like attracts like.

The beauty of this law is that it works both ways. The universe is intended to work for you without fail. As easy as it is to feel negatively about money, with a little practice, you can feel the opposite. As the parachuting cyclist feels the rush of free-falling off a cliff in his mind before actually doing it. So must you learn to feel the emotions attached to having the money you desire now BEFORE you have it. The thought must exist first and if it's a positive thought you are trying to manifest than you must feel the positivity in it for it to blossom. It is easy to feel the negativity associated with thoughts of what you don't want, right? People do it everyday and never consider that they are misusing the most powerful universal tool of all time against themselves. The power of feelings.

What you feel is real and will manifest in the future as such. 

If you "need" money it is only because you have felt that need more than the feelings of abundance and wealth you desire. Practice feeling thankful for the money you do have no matter how small it may be currently. Practice feeling wealthy all the time and see what miracles fall into your lap!

Finally, it is important for you to know exactly what you want most in life. This sounds easy but proves difficult for most. This is so because most people stop believing they CAN do, or have, or experience whatever they want in life as they grow older. As a child it is easy to daydream about adventures and who we will be, do, and meet, and all the wonderful things we will have. We sacrifice this freedom of imagination and feeling of love for our desires to the Gods of responsibility, ignorance, laziness, and fear. This is a tragedy to the human race. In this lost ability lies the salvation of every hope, dream, and desire most individuals declare dead before they've even given themselves a chance to succeed! For it is in the youthful exuberance of a child's imagination that the manifesting power of thoughts exist.

Sit down with a pad and pen and list everything that you want. All the material things, physical attributes, adventures, and relationships. You may spend days listing them all! Then go through each one and think about them thoroughly. Feel how wonderful they make you feel and rate them 1-10(10 being strongest) on emotional strength. Re-order your list highest to lowest. Then go through your 10's and put them in order of what you want most. Again, take your time and really feel the emotions as though they are real right now. Use any belief reinforcing techniques that you can come up with. Keep doing this until you have discovered your number one top desire over all others. Mentally feel how thankful you are for having this desire now. It should be clear now what it is you want most in life. Congratulations! The majority of people in life never find this out!

Wanna know a secret? Typically, the top desire is almost never money, and here's why. If you are thinking of money as your top desire you are fooling yourself, because money is paper, ultimately. If all you had in the world was all of the money under the sun and nothing else you would have nothing but the kindling to an enormous bonfire! It is the feelings that money can buy that you are thinking of when you think of wanting money. You want the "option" to buy any vehicle, house, jewelry, or "thing" that you want. You want to feel exclusive, important, successful, proud, powerful, safe, and financially secure. All of these feelings money can bring. Yet it is useless to attempt to manifest money without feeling these emotions. It is far more effective to think of the greatest desire you have AS IF money were not a factor. In this way you are honestly attracting your deepest desires in harmony with the law of attraction. If money is needed for you to have what you want, then the universe will find a way to manifest money for you. Money is a tool available to all who have the courage to dream and fuel those dreams with the love of an over-imaginative child. It will find a way to you and you will manifest money as a means, rather than a necessity.

If you want to manifest money. Think of abundance and feel thankful for all the money you have. Dare to dream and OWN your desires in your mind as though you have access to all the money in the world. And in doing so you will indirectly manifest money into your life. Stop thinking of what you DON'T have! Instead, build the habit of feeling grateful for what you DO have. Manifest money by feeling the love and gratefulness you would feel WITH all the money you want as though you already have it now!

Lastly, if money really is your top desire, put a number on it. Don't just say "I want to manifest money". Rather, be specific, say I want to manifest $32,000,000 dollars! To manifest money, or anything for that matter, is to order it from the universe. You don't order "food" when you go through a drive-through. You order exactly what you want and you get what you pay for, every time.

To manifest money is to manifest your desires. When you realize just how simple the process really is, it is like holding the energy of life itself, in the palm of your hand.

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