#yes it sucks. obviously. it fucking sucks.

[pyreflydust]

What really gets me about this is at least some of the shit he's upset at not getting praised for are things he could learn. But when you have a certain amount of money, the people around you just stop saying "no" to you. If you hear "yes" at times when people should be saying "no" and "actually you fucking suck at this." it's a lot harder to genuinely learn anything. Some amount of criticism is vital to improvement!

The internet has fucked up the rich and powerful in this way because it's a lot easier for us to loudly mock them and denounce their bullshit. But when you have enough people both online and off kissing your ass, it's hard to even hear the most gentle and well meaning criticism.

If he took the time to practice any of those games, for example, he might actually be able to get good at them! He doesn't want to have to do even fun work! He just wants to be praised for being good at it inherently!!! (Which he's not, obviously.) He could possibly even learn to be funny if he paid attention to what other people find funny instead of making poor imitations of it based on shallow readings.

He's famous enough to get attention by default. He could use that attention to get what he wants if he didn't assume that people should just laugh at whatever comes out of his mouth or fingertips and if he took the time to actually play video games alone before trying to play them in front of an audience. What he wants could be so easily obtained AND YET

Its like. It's it's really something that the richest man in the world desires internet clout more than anything. Like he wants specifically the kind of clout you get on reddit or 4chan by being a poster like he wants to be a high tier Video Gamer he wants the specific kind of respect you get from being a competitive smash player who posts really good online. But he's just not good. At any of these things . And it's really something. That he has more money than god. But he can't be happy because he can't get a genuine laugh out of the twitch chat.

[genderqueerdykes]

I’m nonbinary transmasc and I will *never* be seen as anything even approaching androgynous let alone masculine. I’m short and fat and have an N cup chest. Yes N, that’s not a typo, I’ve got a 13in difference between my full bust and underbust measurements. I cannot bind. I mean I can, I can put on a binder, but it doesn’t masculinize my shape at all, I still look like I have a large chest just in squashed uniboob configuration so it’s rather pointless. My chest is painful both literally (back pain hello) and metaphorically. I’ve had a large chest since I was twelve, people were asking what I was majoring in when I was thirteen. Even when I was a *child* I was being perceived as a woman and it’s just so fucking demoralizing and frustrating to have lived this and then come online and see my experience dismissed as irrelevant and impossible before i could even open my mouth to speak it. Because obviously I must just be a girl wanting to be ✨special✨ and I can just put on a hoodie right?

thank you for taking the time to share your story, i really appreciate it. i can't imagine the amount of back pain that must cause. for the sake of your health if you want top surgery or a reduction, i hope you can get one. that sounds very painful and like binding would just never be with the hassle. some transmascs can't bind and we have to respect that

some people can be so disgusting. if they can't tell the gender of a stranger, they look for tits, big hips, bulge or a big ass, and then form an opinion accordingly. big boobs? Woman. no chance you're getting them to think you're a masc person. it sucks ass. people still say people like you are cis girls wanting to be ~special~ and it's time this shit stopped. people need to stop hating transmascs for literally no reason.

transmascs don't pass easy.

[elleluvsjurin]

G!p Yunjin being needy and desperate please

pairings: g!p huh yunjin x fem!reader

cw: needy jen, 6th member!reader, car sex, secret situationship between reader and jen, pet names, sub!top jen, a hint of fluff

a/n: wrote this and thought “damn maybe i do need someone to hold me”

ugh i feel like she’d be so whiny! begging you to use her to get yourself off. but it NEVER started off like that. she’d love when you ordered her around, putting her in her place. you were the only one who could do that to her and she saluted you for it. the two of had sex once and she was enamored..wanting more and more. so now the two of you sleep together on the low and nobody knows but you and her.

she didn’t plan on falling in love with you, it just happened. the lingering stares and touches, she knew you were into her- you had to be. so when you and her decided to have a tiny “chat” in her car after hours, things decided took a turn.

“missed you so much today, jen. i had got so caught up in that shoot to where i couldn’t see you guys.” you say, caressing her thigh up under her dress. yunjin feels her words get caught in her throat as you carelessly touch her.

“i-i missed you too..you look so pretty.” yunjin mutters and you give her a soft smile before kissing her lips. yunjin obviously kisses you back, starting to get touchy by grabbing onto your shirt. she feels her own cock start to get hard while you make out with her..truth be told, you felt it too.

you softly palm her crotch, your hand resting up under her dress when you hear her breath start to hitch. “p-please..i need you.” yunjin whines up against your lips. you softly pull away from her plump lips. “such a needy girl..my big, needy girl…” you start, motioning to her cock. “..go get in the back for me and I’ll take care of you since you’ve been so good.” you finish.

Yunjin hurriedly gets into the backseat and you follow behind her, sitting on her lap and instantly locking the doors. “you look so pretty in this dress, it’s a shame that im going to ruin you in it.” you mumble, pulling down the straps of her floral dress. you smile, upon seeing that she’s not wearing a bra, her perky nipples on display for you.

you lean down, taking her left nipple into your mouth while your fingers flick her right nipple, leaving the poor girl to moan. “mmf-” yunjin softy moans, her hard cock just aching to be released from her panties. you softly grind her cock through her underwear while you suck on her nipples. you release yourself from her breasts and softly grab her chin, placing a kiss onto her lips.

luckily the both of you were wearing dresses so that meant easier access for you. yunjin grabs your hips, lifting up your dress. “looking so pretty for me, hmm puppy?” her ears perk up at the cute nickname that you attached to her. “y-yes your puppy, only.” yunjin softy mumbles. “that’s my good puppy..take those panties off for me, yeah?” yunjin quickly nods her head, you lift up so she can pull down her panties from up under you. her cock shooting straight up in between the two of you.

your thumb presses up against her lips, your sparkly nails collide with her rose colored lips. “my pretty girl.” you whisper to her before pulling your down panties to the side. you remove your hand from her lips to grab the base of her cock, slowly sinking your needy cunt onto her cock. the both of you moaning at the same time.

yunjin pulls down the top part of your dress, she unclips your bra and throws it in the front seat before she starts to thrust inside of you. you softly grab her throat, sternly saying, “fuck- don’t you dare move just yet.” you lift your hips up, bringing them back down on her cock. you start to bounce up and down on her cock, your velvety walls squeezing tightly around her with your thighs coming into contact with hers creating a loud slapping noise. “a-ah..please!” yunjin cries out.

you feel yunjin twitch inside of you. you know how desperate she is to fuck you but you want-need her to wait. you see tears forming in her eyes, you know she’s been waiting so patiently for you just like the puppy she always has been so you decided to give in.

you wrap your arms around her neck, her arms wrap around your waist as if it’s muscle memory. “move, puppy.” you whisper, that’s all she needed to hear before she wrecks your shit.

yunjin thrusts her hips upwards inside of you at a fast pace. her strong arms hold you up while she pounds into you. “oh shit!” you moan aloud while her balls collide with your ass. she gives you a cute love tap on your ass before she starts to kiss on your neck. you start to match her thrusts by bouncing up and down on her cock, your juices leak all over her cock in doing so.

“y-yes, just like that puppy~” you moan out, your hands tangling in her hair while you bounce up and down on her shaft. “fuck..shit, y/n!” yunjin whimpers, you give her a quick peck to the lips while she speeds up her thrusts. her hands travels down to your core, she rubs your clit while she thrusts into you.

“im almost there, puppy!” you throw your head back, her thrusts start to get sloppy at this point while she plays with your pussy. you roll yours eyes to the back of your head and let out scream-like moan as you cream all over her cock. yunjin’s cock throbs inside of you after your orgasm.

“nggh…im gonna cum!” yunjin shouts out. “fuck puppy, i feel it. cum inside of me, big girl!” you groan. yunjin thrusts a couple more times, she pulls you forward so that her face is smothered in your breasts, “iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou..” yunjin chants and cries out as she fills your insides, painting your walls white with her seed.

the two of you stay still for a few minutes, gathering your own thoughts. you’re the one who breaks by giving her a kiss on the forehead. “i love you too, jen.” you whisper, wiping the stained tears from her beady eyes. “my puppy, my pretty girl, my jen.” you softly mumble, kissing her lips. “be mine?” yunjin asks, looking up at you with glossy eyes. “im already yours.”

[utilitycaster]

i keep seeing people say that OF COURSE Bell Hell's haven't grown or changed, it's only been 3 months in campaign! and it's been nonstop! and every time I see that, I gotta admit 1. okay so you admit they haven't grown, cool. 2. that feels like a watsonian answer to a not-quite-watsonian complaint. iirc, m9 were only a few months longer than BH by the time their campaign ended, and it's been pretty comparable irl time. Both bell's bells and m9 had significantly less 'in world' time than vm and the m9 grew and changed plenty.

Because there's a discrepancy between 'time in game' and 'time at the table' for actual play, using 'in game' time as an excuse for...anything, feels thin. Because it still FEELS like three years both to us and the players! Does that make any sense or am i losing my mind? cause every time i see answers like that I feel a little crazy for feeling like it's almost entirely unrelated to complaint they're trying to address

No, it makes complete sense. I discussed this here as well but on some level it's like ok so they haven't changed! Turns out they suck, and the fact that they haven't changed means we have a party that still sucks. Like, if your point is "I don't like this character trait", someone saying "well it makes sense for them to have it" doesn't fix the core problem of you not liking it. This is a repeated problem in discussions in this campaign. I think Liliana dying would have been narratively interesting; I literally give zero fucks whether it's deserved, because she isn't real and I'm not a believer in Calvinism nor instant karma in real life and plenty of people die for unfair reasons and I happen to really enjoy exploring that and how people respond to it in fiction. You can't have a conversation with someone who, when you say "I'm not a big fan of vanilla ice cream, do you have chocolate?" says "but vanilla is literally a complex flavor made from orchids?" (Also yes, the Mighty Nein are a great example of a party who were already more closely bonded about a month and a half in, following Molly's death; the entire campaign was almost a year long though a bit shorter in terms of time together due to Happy Fun Ball time dilation. For reference, Bells Hells have been together 4 months and 5 days, and the Mighty Nein, at that exact same amount of time, were exploring the second Uk'otoa temple, and a number of them were already rethinking their whole deal at that point.)

I don't currently have any original posts to make re: criticism of Campaign 3 until next episode, most likely - I'm reblogging well-made posts I see, and obviously I'm answering asks, but I said this more briefly in the tags of another post earlier and I'd like to elaborate, but this has been a problem for me, at least, the entire campaign:

Campaign 3 has a small but loud contingent of fans who are utterly incapable of tolerating the idea that other people hold different opinions than they do and post them on their own blogs (often even not in the main tag). They respond to this with abuse and harassment; with a constant switching of direction to the point of self-contradiction; and with doubling and tripling down on statements I personally find to be bigoted. They are, in my opinion, small-minded, unintelligent, self-absorbed people who are so locked into, as I said here, an Us vs. Them mentality that so long as there is anyone who doesn't like them they will never be happy. They have gotten, narratively, almost everything they wanted thus far, but they'll never be happy so long as someone openly disagrees with them. Like, if the fact that your ship is the most popular one for this campaign on ao3 is so important to you, why are you so pressed about a few people disliking it? If liking Campaign 3 means you're a good anticolonial leftist and you're therefore allowed as a white person to mock the experiences of any nonwhite person actively dealing with the consequences of colonialism why do you need the support of The Bad People Who Don't Like It? If you can be broken by anything less than universal adoration, then, well. Break, bitch.

Essentially, think "the personality of Elon Musk in a broke 20-something whose main interests are cartoons aimed at a grade school audience, and a three sentence incorrect summary of Marxist theory that they use to justify whatever they already wanted to do," and you'll get the picture.

My advice therefore is that it's not really worth arguing, and frankly, there would be little to no discourse if they weren't so pathetically insecure that a post saying "The structure, pacing, and message of Campaign 3 are all weak and inconsistent, and Bells Hells have so little motivation they fail to be heroes, villains, nor antiheroes" sends them into an extended tantrum because the OP didn't append the words "I think" or "I feel" at the beginning of every statement, as most of us assume any reasonable adult would understand that a person posting on their own blog is posting their own opinions. (And, frankly, appending those words doesn't really help half the time because most of them are ultimately mostly outraged that someone would dare think or feel things that they don't.)

I am making posts about my thoughts on Campaign 3; I think most other people with criticism thereof are doing so as well. I will only be convinced otherwise by Campaign 3 itself being better, and I think it's probably too late for it to do so, and I will not be swayed nor intimidated by people who, see previous paragraphs re: my thoughts. My advice to you and anyone who's saying "wait a second" is to trust your gut; everything you said here seems like a pretty good assessment. If it helps, back away from the fandom and see what you feel without the influence of others (including me!) posting, and go with that.

[afriendofblahaj]

Ok so like, yes, and in this case honey was a scam, but the thing that sucks the most is that the business model thag honey claimed to have was on the surface at least somewhat plausible.

The way I understood it (and why I fell for the scam until the video) was this:

Honey goes and scrapes coupon codes, but only for specific sites, and also advertises those sites on their little pop up and in your email. So the companies pay honey for this, because now you’re more likely to shop with them instead of a competitor, and they don’t mind the slight loss of margin from you using coupons. It’s plausible at least, but it doesn’t have as good margins as just straight up fucking robbing commissions, so thats why honey didn’t just do it. The problem is we truly could have had a win-win-win situation.

The company wins because you shop with them instead of a competitor. You win because you pay slightly less on products. And honey wins because they get a small cut from the company.

Obviously in hindsight this wasn’t true, and looking back now their marketing budget was far to large to justify rhis model, cause the margins would be pretty slim, so someone like markiplier probably thinks about that kind of thing being a YouTuber who deals with brands a lot would definitely notice the discrepancy, but it still sucks that we couldn’t get an actual coupon finder.

Markiplier not partnering with Honey because he didn't understand how its business model was profitable with how much it spent on advertising demonstrates a level of thoughtfulness that seems absent in a lot of youtubers.

[alacants]

okay c'mon you can't mention "darth carlitos" in the tags and not tell us more about it

ok i have consulted my collaborator and reconstructed most of this idea. and learned an important lesson about both hubris and note-taking.

so this is part of a broader fic idea known as "into the carlitosverse", where the night after the cincy meltdown, at the peak of sincaraz divorce era™, carlos gets a glimpse of other possible universes where it could, in fact, be worse. these come to him in order of increasing badness, with darth carlitos being the sixth and final vision.

(other universes cut for space reasons but available upon request. i wrote up all THOSE notes just fine, apparently.)

the divergence point is, what if jannik is the one to tell carlos he has. Feelings… and carlos who has internalized from his coach that you don't, you can't, do that on tour shoots him down in cold blood. (juanki premise repurposed wholesale from this fic.) which just like. totally crushes jannik. since getting the nerve to put himself out there was a huge deal that entailed facing up to personal fears about like, vulnerability and and what kind of a life he wanted to live as a tennis player and what he wanted to prioritize in the now vs the future, a very difficult existential struggle he managed to work though because he was so sure carlos would say yes. AND THEN.

(it's kerrigan/lowdermilk's say the word. just realized that.)

jannik then proceeds to completely fall apart from indian wells through wimbledon. gossip thrives on tour and now carlos has a reputation as kind of a dick! like. damn he was really leading sinner on huh. obviously the story grows in the telling lmao but it's undeniable that people like jack draper and the entire italian davis cup team have alcaraz on fucking notice. (ops had a lot of fun taking this to increasingly wild lengths like. darren's super worried about jannik, which trickles back through lleyton hewitt, and now alex de minaur is giving carlos side eye?? and katie backing up jack's story which tbh no one actually believed means the gossip spreads through the brits, too, etc, etc… you can guess where this ended up…)

as a result of jannik's mental collapse carlos' 2024 dominance is even more dominant than it was irl. and the more you win, the more people are going to look for reasons not to like you.

carlos obviously thrives around people! he wants to like them and to be liked by them! so. this sucks. and he kinda knows it's his own fault, but also… is it?? it's not FAIR. so like. fine! if no one likes him any more, fine! he's here to play tennis, not make friends. ← a blatant lie.

wimbledon: jannik goes out r1. carlos is REALLY on the shit list with matteo when they meet in the wimbledon semifinal. it's so bad that after the match matteo doesn't shake carlos' hand and like, holy SHIT. now not just the players' grapevine but also the public rumor mill goes into overdrive. are they beefing because carlos had a couple time violations that weren't called during the match? is it because of the lopsided 6-1, 6-3, 6-2 scoreline? or is it because of the rumor that's been floating around that carlos alcaraz is a player?? DID HE STEAL MATTEO'S GIRLFRIEND OMG

how quickly public opinion can curdle. the crushing guilt + generalized unhappiness + unfairness of it all means that carlitos starts going a little unhinged when things go wrong during matches. as in he starts smashing racquets. with increasing frequency. there's also a lot of yelling at his box. there's juanki looking increasingly more haggard as the season goes on. possibly ferru is called in to help at this point but carlitos doesn't listen to him. team morale is shit at the olympics and davis cup. carlos loses the olympic final to novak and nearly fires juanki (there but for the grace of ferru, etc). then, after jannik heroically pulls himself together and scrapes out like, 3000+ points from just the na/asian hard court swing to make the atp finals and thrashes everyone in his group to make the semifinal - he plays carlos. and then jannik wins that match. carlos feels something almost like relief, almost like desperation. he goes to the net, goes in for a hug... and jannik pulls back and very politely shakes his hand. and carlos does his cool down, media rounds, goes back to the hotel and fires juanki on the spot.

……………………and then he wakes up!

tbh i don't know how an actual fic would end, other than the affirmation that yeah things really COULD be worse… it was originally set after cincy because at the time of this convo that felt like the nadir of divorce era (olympic hangover, court meltdown, wada reveal, etc) but this setting is flexible and can be adjusted to accommodate whichever disappointment is freshest.

WAIT ok. i have it. post-ao qf, rumors are swirling about coach break-up. carlitos is visited by visions of the multiverse. he wakes up with this horrible sinking feeling that this is a sign maybe he DOES have to think about a new coach, bc the most important thing about his relationship with juanki has always been the off-court stuff but what if he ultimately has to choose between his coach and his personal happiness. he reluctantly pulls juanki aside for a talk and is like "so… about… my feelings… about jannik…." 

and juanki is like "uGH icb you're making me say this, i don't like it but [grits teeth]. since it's important to you then i. support. you."

and carlos bounds away more convinced than ever that some things are more important than court tactics and probably hits jannik up in dms. the end.

[restinslices]

Liu Kang with shibari???? 👀

I should be writing pt2 to Bi-Han angst but y'all, with the way the states are rn? I don't wanna write angst 😭😭. I need to be a whore. MDNI obviously. Hope you like this Drabble!

"Let me take care of you".

That simple sentence is what started all of this.

At first he thought you meant that you'd let him be little spoon, or you'd take a bath together, or maybe you had a special dinner planned for the two of you. What he hadn't expected was for you to pull ropes from out the closet.

"Do you trust me?”

Did he? Of course he did. He’d trust you with his life if it came down to it.

Boy, was he glad he did that.

Liu never expected the feeling of being tied up to feel as good as it did. It was the intimacy of it all that made his heart flutter. Being restrained so his legs were apart, wrists tied together, having to put his entire body in your care - “I trust you”, that’s what it all said.

“Eyes on me, my love”

An almost impossible task. The vibrator inside him had been placed perfectly against his prostate, sending pleasurable vibrations up his whole body with no end in sight. Your wetness coated his dick, which he could see each time you lifted yourself off of him, only to slam yourself down on him once again. He wanted to grab you, any part of you. He’d grab you, take his time kissing and sucking each part of your delicate skin before finding your lips and your tongue. That’s what he likely would’ve done if he had the chance.

He tugged at his restraints, only receiving a burning feeling for all his efforts. Weirdly enough though, he didn’t hate how it felt. He didn’t hate how any of this felt. The lack of choice, the burning, being at your mercy, all of it made his balls feel full.

Your thumb slowly rubbed against his hardened nipple, “close again?” You asked as if it wasn’t obvious.

“Yes-“ he inhaled sharply at the feel of you speeding up on top of him, the movements even moving down to the vibrator inside him, making it rub against his sensitive area instead of just pressing against it. His eyes squeezed shut yet again, the taste of copper wetting his tongue as he bit down on his lip.

“Liu”, his eyes opened when he felt your hand around his throat, “eyes open or I stop”.

“Don’t!” He pleaded. Eyes open. He just had to keep his eyes open.

The ropes continued to rub his flesh, burning it. Fuck, why did that make his back arch? Why did having little to no control make the familiar pit in his stomach form? “I-“

“I know. You can let go again”.

With your permission, he let his release wash over him. His fists balled, so used to being able to hold onto you but now being denied that right. Which orgasm was this? His third? Fourth? Was the number higher than that? Yet still, reaching for you was something he couldn’t shake. It was something he craved desperately…

But that desperation, that sense of control being taken away, it only made his body shake harder as he emptied himself inside of you. It made him let out a sob. It made him practically lose his breath.

It made him beg for you to never stop.

Might be a lil rusty cause y’all know I be procrastinating on writing

[travellingtribble]

after much consideration I've come to the conclusion that no Nandermo is better than dead Nandermo.

It might be the Supernatural 15×18 "Despair" 6 November 2020 Election Putin Day trauma speaking, but still.

[rotisseries]

my favorite thing about mha has got to be how you can't tell if the writers are aware or not that the setting is in fact a corrupt police state

[tinystepsforward]

ngl it makes me want to die a little bit that it's so often trans people who feel that sex is mutable but oppression is always-forever based on asab in ways that allow them to demand that information from other trans people. like it feels fucking bad. it feels bad when it's people holding up someone who posts a lot of selfies as transition goals to a degree they have to clarify what they have or haven't done or what "direction" they're going in, it feels worse when people are out there like "caster semenya is not tma" or whatever the fuck. i am, as always, not a trans woman, but here's a sentiment echoed by many of the trans women around me who log the fuck off, quoted directly from one: "people who draw a clear line where they say that semenya or khelif are tme and then call me tma are just calling me male at this point".

like i get it. i really do. we seek community and shared experiences, and we feel betrayed when people have less in common with us than we thought they did. [*more on this later.] but that's not those people's faults and my god in the case i'm seeing play out on twitter rn this poor person did absolutely nothing to intentionally mislead people, just posted pictures of their actual kid self. who looks a lot like i did, because shockingly enough "we can always tell" doesn't fucking work for trans people either!

on the one hand i move in intersex circles which are unapologetically welcoming in cis "dyadic" people with pcos, because it serves nobody to draw a clear line where mutilation or genetics or some ineffable childhood suffering are what make somebody intersex, especially when most of us (esp in places like nz) have never been karyotyped and are being treated for symptoms without a pinned-down cause anyway. the more of us there are the stronger we are, the more pressure we can exert on a medical profession which doesn't like to consider how common outliers are, how uneasy sex is at all. and then on the other hand there's dyadic trans people on the internet who've yelled me out of spaces because a couple of traumatised incarcerated trans women i worked with as a prison abolitionist assumed i was also a trans woman and i didn't immediately tell them my entire csa-involved history of being sexed in varying ways as an infant and child and/or exactly how big my phallus was at birth or where in my junk config my urethra lives so they could decide i was tme or whatever.

returning to the * for a related but not identical thought: i think presuming shared experiences leads to some fucked shit in general! "oh we all had a radfem phase" or "oh we all were channers" no we fucking weren't and it's particularly obnoxious when me & mine are trying to build trans community locally to organise and resist the growing wave of far-right backlash against our existence, and there's just white people in there on a spectrum from "straight up being antisemitic and trying to get the n-word pass" through "handwringing about how they need to make space for people who aren't politically correct" to "handwringing about how brown people are right to be mad at them but doing shit fuckall". and then the other fucking brown people in the space are on some identity politics shit where they're like "trans joy inherently excludes those of us who could get deported" or "big city white queers are killing us by being visible instead of going stealth bc it stirs up the discourse" or whatever the fuck i've heard pulled out this year. there's a bunch of reasons i primarily organise outside of trans spaces and that's one of them. i've never felt more alone in spaces where people claim we're all the same than being left as the brownest moderator or organiser in a space full of people to whom "this is a safe trans space" apparently means they get to abdicate all other responsibilities not to lapse into presumed shared patterns that are fucking racist or otherwise alienating. i've never felt more alone than surrounded by exclusively trans people who sort people into boxes and assume everyone in those boxes has the transition goals they have. like i was on cypro until it disagreed with me to the point of endocrine crisis and now i'm on t and at both those points people were so fucking presumptive or entitled to my reasons or journey or personal relationship w my body

literally just submitted on (and was invited to consult on) the nz law commission's review of the human rights act and like. it's straight up fucked how many nz trans people fully do not comprehend that any "sex assigned at birth" type definitions fundamentally exclude migrants who have no way of proving it and many intersex people who happen to have been reassigned later or many times or never assigned at all as a baby. we can't make law with this shit and that's why we have to have symmetrical protections for all genders/sexes/expressions/presentations, bc naming and defining a protected class here often leaves the people who already are left out from those shared experiences of marginalisation out in the cold when they face violence

[lithi]

Was trying to like. Imagine how a step-mother Penelope/step-daughter Athanasia AU would work. Claude would either never know about Penelope’s affair (or at least does not suspect about the pregnancy. Somehow) or would be so blinded by grief after Diana’s death that he would just pathetically accept Penelope back.

Obviously she could not pass Jennette as Claude’s so ..?? She would probably huh. Keep her as her forever dirty little secret or eventual pawn to use (maybe she is passed off as countess rosalia’s daughter?).

Her relationship with Athanasia would depend a lot on whether Athy is still reincarnated or not but I guess Penelope would either roll with Claude’s mistreatment of her (and probably have him disinherit her because she is, after all, his low-born bastard) or play the kind step-mother for politics (and the rest would also depend on whether or not they do have children together later on. maybe Anastasius using her as his black magic baby machine fucked her body up). Just imagine. The drama

Anyways this is what inspired the brainworms lol

[scentedinksandwhackedseals]

random idea: in the tags, type every letter in alphabetical order, one at a time and put the tags that come up

[widowshill]

not to be like "angelique did nothing wrong" but i think angelique has a hell of a lot more compelling motivations for her actions than barnabas ever did.

[mrfunnyinthebank]

Where Is My Mind by The Pixies is a fucking insane song choice for a wrestling entrance. i thought my ears were fucking deceiving me when i heard the first note hit during a promo. and then the guy who comes out is ORANGE CASSIDY??

[utilitycaster]

Ok I'm probably going to regret reinventing 17th century European religious philosophy here but:

Ludinus's issue with the gods as stated to Imogen and Fearne (and I will state right now that we know he was lying or deliberately misleading at points in that conversation so I don't exactly take him at his word, but let's assume he does mean this) is that they did not prevent the Calamity. I have the following questions.

Does he have any loyalty/feelings about the Titans given that they would have killed all the people in the era of the Schism, ie, the gods averted that Calamity? My guess is no, which means that whole avenue of discussing the Titans was something of a dead end.

How should Calamity have been averted? The Prime Deities during the Age of Arcanum largely let people do what they wanted, which is what led to one of those mortals releasing the Betrayer Gods. Should the gods have struck down Vespin Chloras before he actually did anything, Minority Report style? Can the gods even predict based on the actions of a single individual or small group, because my guess is they can't, particularly since within the current stream of gameplay they absolutely cannot [ie, the reason the Changebringer can't tell FCG to stay or run is because Matt Mercer is the Changebringer and he doesn't know how people will roll; you do need to consider the medium here]. But if they could: so you think they should strike down mortals on the basis of thoughtcrimes? Or control them? In that case, why is Aeor a problem? There's a lot you can argue is justified once you permit the gods to override free will and kill people over mere potential for catastrophe.

On that note, Laerryn both was an unwitting architect of the Calamity (shorted on energy and then killed the Tree of Names, which served as a core planar defense system) but also averted the worst of it. Did the lives she saved by preventing the rise of Rau'shan and Ka'Mort outweigh the lives she took by destroying the Tree of Names? How should the gods have reacted?

Should, perhaps, the gods have all sealed themselves away earlier - perhaps post-Schism? If so, then the issue isn't the Divine Gate, now is it? Should the gods intervene or not intervene? Should they remove themselves or no? It feels like the issue isn't that they distanced themselves so that they can do less in the world, particularly if you wish to kill them, but that you really want to fucking kill them and they made that somewhat more difficult.

How do we know the gods (for example) didn't save Laudna? She was hanged and she's still alive; Morri would probably count this as saving her and I don't see the same desire to wipe out all Archfey. [real talk I find most discussion of Laudna specifically to be...incomprehensibly ignorant in its refusal to acknowledge that everything about it is player agency related, whether it's the story that the cast played out for Vox Machina or the decisions Marisha specifically made in creating the character, ie, do you think Matt should have said "well you can't play a Hollow One because that would mean the gods didn't save you" not to mention the fact that again, we are playing this within a game system where the existence Deus Ex Machina would in fact fucking suck ass; but even setting aside those reasons why this argument is stupid, it's still stupid. It's like a layer cake of stupid.] Again: do you want more intervention or less? Killing them guarantees less.

I'm assuming the problem with the Calamity is the vast loss of life, in which case, what's the math on how many people have been killed by the Vanguard or Imperium in the pursuit of unleashing Predathos? How many more will die?

If the release of Predathos doesn't result in the immediate demise of all the gods, and the Divine Gate is down, why isn't this a recipe for Calamity 2? What was the motivation for killing the gods again?

Should we kill mortal diviners who do not do all within their power to stop terrible things that may come to pass? If the issue is that some people have power without working for it, why haven't we killed all the sorcerers?

Should we be listening to a single word from someone who consumes random fey to live longer, and that's just the start of the CVS receipt of atrocities?

Is there a point where one's deeply held beliefs due to one's own personal trauma become invalidated due to one's actions as a result of that trauma? If so, why is the limit for Orym "is okay with killing people who are trying, directly, to kill you (which, frankly, isn't even a trauma response, that's just called not wanting to die, which I highly recommend as a personal philosophy), and gets upset when people defend those knowingly collaborating with his family's murderers" and the limit for Vanguard generals "family abandonment/just. buckets of murder of innocents./child soldier recruitment in multiple different contexts/eating fey as biohacking/destroying an entire city and the surrounding forest for hundreds of years (ongoing)/imperialism in multiple different contexts/I was going to make a gallows humor joke about how while neither exist in-world they've violated the Geneva Convention AND the IRB for testing on human subjects multiple times over but actually those both are in fact written in a lot of the same blood/probably some others that I'm forgetting"

[frogaroundandfindout]

Dick holds a meeting about the titans performance against the Hive. Kory argues that he’s reprimanding them like military but doesn’t want her to act like a soldier. Dick says she had no right to kill Adeline and Kory says they don’t know what it’s like to suffer like she has.

Garth mentions getting back to his wife and dick makes a dig about marriages of convenience. Kory throws a starbolt at dick for it, but he dodges.

Victor compares their behavior to Gar and Terra’s back in the day and Gar gets upset and says it’s like he doesn’t even know Vic anymore. Victor quits the titans but dick says he can’t because he made a deal with the JLA to keep Vic out of STAR labs by having the titans watch over him. Vic grabs dick by the neck until flash and Donna hold him back. Dick explains this was major reason for him starting the titans again and Vic walks away with a final dig aimed at dick starting the titans so they could stop him from becoming like Bruce.

Flash tries to leave and dick orders jesse to stop him. Dick tells him that they all have questions about him and that he doesn’t need to come back from the JLA meeting.

Dick asks the rest of the titans if they can afford to commit to the team and they all leave citing various excuses. Dick is left alone with the jr members argent, damage, and Jesse.

Titans #13