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bastardmandennis · 8 months

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only angel pt. 2 (joel miller x fem! reader)

Previously on only angel... You catch your boyfriend Tommy cheating on you at a party. His brother Joel takes you home.

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: SMUT, literally pure smut that's it. afab reader, no y/n, lots of pet names, unspecified age gap, pre/no outbreak, crying (a little bit sexually), oral (f receiving), semi-cucking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it). uh. dirty talk, Joel being a MENACE, slight breeding kink, creampie (obvi). i think that's it but if i forgot something lmk! once again tommy defenders dni

A/N: surprise! happy friday!! ik i said sunday but i couldn't wait (sorry). pls enjoy 3k words of just pure smutty smut. glad my anti tommy propaganda is working. xoxo

“Joel,” you whisper. Like Tommy could somehow hear you through the phone, like he knows what you’re doing here with his brother. Joel hums against your collarbone and you shudder. The irritating ringtone blares out into the kitchen and honestly–it’s really harshing your buzz. “Joel,” you say, more insistent this time, and he pulls off your neck with a light pop. “Ignore it,” he murmurs. He looks wrecked, eyes wide and hair wild. You stroke the small bare patch in his beard and the smile he gives you makes you want to forget about everything right now, not just Tommy.

“You wanna come inside?”

The surprise you feel at Joel’s quick agreement is overshadowed by something else, a lingering pulse of want that you can’t ignore anymore. So you don’t, stumbling out of the truck to unlock the door with him right on your heels. Fuck it.

He follows you into the kitchen, leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed over his broad chest. You’re drawn to him like a magnet, a need to get as close to him as physically possible. His legs fall open and you move closer, fiddling with the hem of his worn t-shirt. It’s soft and practically see-through from years of washes. You think about stealing it from him later.

“You okay?” he asks quietly.

Are you okay? Honestly…yeah, you think so. It’s not ideal, obviously, to catch your boyfriend cheating on you so blatantly, so publicly, but then you think about Tommy, really think, and you realize you’re not as bothered by his betrayal as you should be. Maybe this is just the kick in the ass you need to move on, as shitty as it is.

Joel’s eyes never leave your face as you think, reaching out to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear. He looks even better in your house than he did at the party, somehow. There’s something so sweet and domestic about just standing here with him in your kitchen, no expectations, and you realize you’re more comfortable with him, a man you’d just met, in a way you hadn’t felt with Tommy at all in the few months you’d been together. A stray tear makes its way down your cheek–a happy one, this time.

“Yeah, I think so,” you finally say, throat tight, and then his hand is coming up to tilt your chin up, forcing you to look at him.

“No more tears, angel, c’mon. He’s not worth it.”

“And you are?” you ask, so quiet you think he didn’t hear you. His grip tightens, smushing your cheeks together in his hand as your jaw clenches.

And then he’s moving closer, leaning in like he’s going to finally kiss you but then–

His breath swirls near the shell of your ear and you can’t help but shiver.

“Why don’t you tell me?” he says. And then his hands are dropping from your jaw, dropping to your ass to pull you even closer. You can feel him getting hard, even through his jeans, and the realization makes you whine loudly. You’re so wet already, have been since you saw him at the party if you’re being honest, know that you’re soaking through your panties already and he hasn’t even done anything.

“Need to hear you say it,” he gruffs. “Tell me you want this.”

“Yes, fuck, please–” and that’s all he needs, surging against you with a bruising kiss. It’s hot and messy and so good and then he drags his thigh in between your legs, letting you rut against him in search of friction.

“So fuckin’ pretty. This all for me, angel?” His mouth drops to your neck, kissing and nipping his way down to the low neckline of your dress and you moan.

“Ye–ah–yes Joel yes, please.” You sound desperate, fucked out, and he hasn’t even touched you. You reach your hand down to try to open his jeans but he grabs your wrist, stopping the movement.

He ignores your protest and pulls your hand back up to kiss your open palm. “Are you–”

“If you ask me if I’m sure one more time, I’m gonna have to go finish the job myself.” His eyes darken and he pulls you into another kiss. It’s messy, bruising, so desperate as he runs his tongue against the seam of your lips. His hands ruck the sides of your dress up, pulling back to watch as his hands play with the frilly white panties you’re wearing.

His groan is so low and deep you can feel it vibrate through your whole body, moving his hips slowly against you. His hands move back and forth over the little bow on the front, dipping in briefly to feel the skin underneath and then resuming their movements around your thighs, ass, any bare skin he can reach. It’s maddening and teasing and you need more, now–

And then your phone rings.

You pull away, dread settling in your chest when you hear the stupid cartoon song, the one that Tommy picked out for himself, the one he thought was so funny. What the hell did you ever see in him? Joel is unbothered, sucking harsh bruises into the side of your neck, biting and soothing the skin there with his tongue just as quickly. You’re lost in the feeling of his hot mouth on you and then you hear it.

Your fucking phone rings again.

“Joel,” you whisper. Like Tommy could somehow hear you through the phone, like he somehow knows what you’re doing here with his brother. Joel hums against your collarbone and you shudder. The irritating ringtone blares out into the kitchen and honestly–it’s really harshing your buzz.

“Joel,” you say, more insistent this time, and he pulls off your neck with a light pop.

“Ignore it,” he murmurs. He looks wrecked, eyes wide and hair wild. You stroke the small bare patch in his beard and the smile he gives you makes you want to forget about everything right now, not just Tommy.

The phone rings for the third time, and with a low growl Joel grabs it and shoves it in your open hand. He spins you around, pressing you down against the kitchen island, knocking his legs into yours to slot himself in between them. The denim of his jeans is rough on your skin, but you push back anyway, trying to feel the solid press of his body against you.

“Answer it,” he whispers in your ear. “Go on, let ’im hear how good I’m treatin’ ya.”

You clear your throat and answer the still ringing phone, but before you can say anything you hear Tommy’s slurred voice on the other end, stumbling over his words almost as fast as he can say them.

“Where are ya, honey, was uh, was looking for you. Y-you gotta take me hooome. Think I’m fucked up,” he giggles, and the sound of an answering feminine laugh in the background turns your stomach.

He’s still babbling as Joel runs his hands over your back, gripping your hips before lifting the hem of your dress back up. His warm hands run over your back again, slowly and soothingly, and you’re suddenly so irritated at Tommy’s whining in the background, so done–but when you reach out to hang up, Joel stops you. His grip is ironclad around your wrist, twisting your arm around to pin it behind your back, to hold you in place. He grinds himself into you slow and dirty and the moan that falls out of you is surprising–you weren’t usually this noisy during sex. Or maybe that’s just sex with Tommy, bad sex, your mind supplies.

“Don’t,” he says. “He needs to hear this, hear how good I’m gonna fuck you right here in the kitchen. You like that, huh? So sensitive ’n I’m not even doin’ anything, fuck me.” He pushes you down harder against the counter. The granite feels good against your overheated cheek. All you can do is roll your hips back helplessly, searching for friction, anything to soothe the ache.

And then his hand is snaking around to the front of your dress, snapping the waistband of your panties against you before pushing his hand down further, to your soaking pussy. He whistles when he feels the slick there practically running down your thighs and presses himself closer, until his denim-covered cock is pressed right against your ass. He spins you around again and the hard edge of the counter bites into your spine but all you can think is Joel Joel Joel as he touches you.

A moan tears itself from your throat when he finally reaches your swollen clit, rubbing once, twice, three times before he’s moving again, lowering himself to his knees in front of you. You’ve just about tuned out Tommy’s drunken rambling–it’s always the same thing, how liberals are ruining the economy, Reagan was right, blah blah–but then you realize that he’s finally stopped talking.

“Y’there?” he asks. He has the nerve to sound annoyed, like whatever bullshit he heard from the weirdos on Facebook means anything to you right now. Or ever.

“Ye–ah, oh shit Jo–” you stop yourself before you fully say his name, but Joel looks up from between your legs like the devil, wearing a shit-eating grin.

“Lemme show him how a real man’s s’pposed to treat a woman.”

He presses a finger into you slowly, pinning you in place against the counter with his other hand when you try to push yourself back. His middle finger pumps in and out slowly, carefully, letting his hand brush your clit randomly. The squelch is obnoxiously loud, louder even than both of your panting breaths and you can barely hear Tommy sputter, “Wha-are you with someone right now?”

You can’t answer, wouldn’t even if you wanted to, and then Joel pushes another finger in, so thick and solid and hooking them just right, dragging another low whine out of you when he removes them completely. The amount of slick stringing between his fingers is obscene, but when he lifts them to his mouth and sucks them clean you can’t tear your eyes away.

It’s all you can do to keep yourself standing, shifting as Joel mouths sloppy kisses up your thighs, licking a broad stripe up before placing a featherlight kiss on your clit. He ignores you when you whine, backs away when you pull at his hair to try and get him closer.

“No, angel, c’mon,” he mumbles. “He needs to hear this. Better yet, why don’t I take a picture for him right now? Let him see your pretty pussy drippin’ all over me, just beggin’ for me to fill her up.” You moan, and you can feel his wicked smile against your thigh.

“Y’like that, sweetheart? Gonna let me fuck you, wanna hear all your pretty moans. Not for him though, he doesn’t deserve it after–Christ–after that.”

His fingers never stop pumping in and out of you, leaning in to lick at your clit lazily and it’s too much and not enough at all but soon enough you find yourself teetering on the edge of pleasure. He grunts when he feels you tighten around his fingers.

“You close, sweet girl? Come on, let me hear you. Sound so fuckin’ pretty, lettin’ me put my fingers in ya. Gonna let me put my cock in this tight little pussy, stretch you out 'til you come all over me? Come on my fingers 'n then I’ll give it to you, promise, you’re almost there angel.”

The pleasure builds and builds and then–you tip over, legs shaking as a gush of cum runs down his still-moving fingers. Another groan gets caught in your throat and when you finally open your eyes Joel’s just sitting there, looking up at you with a smirk on his face. The whole lower half of his face is covered in your slick, shining in the low light of the kitchen, and you pull at his shirt until he stands and crowds you against the counter again.

He grabs your face with his slick-covered hand, pulling you into another rough kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue and it sends you into a frenzy, threading your hands through the hair curling up at the back of his head and tilting your head to deepen the kiss. You’re about to drop to your knees and return the favor when you hear more sputtering from the phone on the counter and realize Tommy is still on the phone. Not that he’s ever been the sharpest tool in the shed, but Jesus, you think, take a hint.

Before you can say anything Joel grabs it, grunting out a quick she’s busy and attempting to hang up, but not before you hear Tommy finally register who’s here with you, the indignant wha–Joel?! that cuts out when Joel hangs up and tosses your phone into the corner.

“That wasn’t nice,” you tease, reaching for his belt buckle. He grunts when you dip your hand under the waistband to palm at his heavy cock.

“Never said I was,” he drawls, inhaling sharply when you run your thumb over his leaking tip. He thrusts up lazily into your hand once, twice, and then he’s gripping your wrist.

“Keep doin’ that and it’ll be over before it even starts,” he grits out. He uses the grip on your wrist to tug you closer, presses a quick peck on your lips before he’s crowding you against the counter. You widen your legs automatically and he nips the back of your neck, baring his teeth when you whine.

“So greedy,” he murmurs. “He’s not takin’ care of you, is he?” You shake your head as best as you can facedown against the granite, and he tuts.

“Figures,” he says. “Don’t worry, ’m gonna take care of you.” He runs his hand through your slick, ignoring the way your hips chase after his hand, and uses it to jack himself once, twice, lubing himself up. Your face burns at the sound and then he presses the wide head of his cock up to where you’re waiting and ready for him and you forget all about being embarrassed.

“Please, Joel,” you mumble. “Want you.”

He presses in slowly, just the tip at first, staring down at where you’re connected.

“Takin’ me so well already,” he says. “Wanna–ah shit–wanna live in this pussy. Whose is it?” He pulls back, drawing himself all the way out and you’re so empty, hands reaching back to try to find any purchase on his skin, to get him even closer.

“Yours, Joel, fuck, ’s all yours,” you whine. You suck in a deep breath and then he moves, fucking himself into you slowly, his hand pressing the back of your neck to keep you down and all you can do is lay there and take it.

He feels so big like this, angling himself to hit just the right spot on each slow drag out. He leans forward even more, swearing and pressing the full weight of his body on top of yours. You can barely breathe but it’s worth it, really, for the way his cock fills you up, the sound of his balls slapping your ass echoing the room on each thrust.

You wedge a hand in between the counter to try to reach your throbbing clit and he slaps it away with a low growl, rubbing quick little circles that have your muscles locking and toes curling.

“Didn’t ya hear me?” Joel asks, a little mean now. His thrusts get slower, deeper, more devastating as he kisses your cervix with each slow push in. “This is my pussy now, right? So who gets to make her come?”

“You, you, only you Joel, just you,” you’re babbling, tears streaming down your cheeks and pooling onto the counter below you as his hand drops from your clit to feel where you’re stretched around him, slick covering his cock and your thighs.

“’S right,” he says. “Good girl, look at you takin’ me so well. So tight, fuckin’–gonna let me fill you up, angel? Let me fuck a baby into you, yeah, gonna walk around all swollen with my baby inside ya, let everyone know who you belong to? Shit–gonna make me a daddy again?”

Your head is spinning and he grinds himself deep into you, slapping your clit lightly and then you’re gone, feeling yourself tighten around him as he groans and all you can do is mumble fuck yes Joel Joel Joel yes as you come down slowly. You can feel him throbbing, growing even harder inside you and despite the sensitivity you want him to keep going, want to feel him deep inside you days after.

“Joel c’mon, fuck me f-uck, want you to come inside me, want everyone to know I’m yours, not T–”

His hand clamps around your mouth and he groans, shoving himself once, twice, three times before he’s shooting hot ropes of come deep inside, fucking it even deeper into your waiting womb. He pulls out his softening cock with a low groan, watching his come drip out before he’s reaching down and pressing it back into your swollen cunt until you clamp your thighs together and whine too much.

Joel presses a kiss to the side of your head, running his hands up and down your arms soothingly. “Y’alright now, angel?”

You’re tired, fucked out and blissful in a way you haven’t felt in a long time. You know you’ll have bruises tomorrow, from the counter and his hands, but you don’t even mind. You run your hand through his sweaty hair, tugging at the curls by the nape of his neck. He nips playfully at the skin of your arm and you giggle.

“I’m good,” you say. “No place I’d rather be.”

His smile is sweet, almost shy as he nods over to whatever corner of the room your (probably broken) phone is laying in now.

“I’ll fix it for ya tomorrow, promise.”

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neechees · 1 year

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Looking back on Twilight criticism is so funny because mainstream crit (that I saw anyway) was all focused on "Ew girls like it" when literally the ENTIRE BOOK NEEDS CRITICISM IT STARTS WITH A CREEPY DUDE WATCHING A GIRL WHILE SHE SLEEPS AND WHEN SOMEONE ASKS "How much racism will Smeyer add?" SHE ANSWERED "Yes."

Exactlyyy. White ppl will like hide behind any type of marginalization they face (like misogyny, homophobia, etc) when they wanna dodge either being accused of racism, or things they like that are racist & being critisizes for that racism, even when said marginalization has nothing to do with it.

Twilight itself is an extremely misogynistic book, where it places White women as the ultimate standard of femininity, particular thin rich White women who are stay at home moms, home makers, etc, and places all other women as not as good or "pure" as them. Bella at 17 literally looks after her dad and cooks and cleans for him. Leah is demonized as a Native woman for literally no reason & gets used as a punching bag throughout the film & books. Abortion is seen as "murder", even when the fetus is slowly killing the mother & clawing its way out of her. There's more obvi but those are just a few examples.

But even if you ignore the racism or misogyny (which you shouldn't) it also romantisizes abuse, what with Edward fitting ALL "signs that your partner is abusive" ticks.

If you ignore the romantisization of abuse, it's also classist: the Cullens are upheld as this angelic set if vampires who are literally billionaires, and could go any fucking place in the world, but they decide to go to the one place they agreed not to go near (due to a treaty with the Quileute Forks) & where they were literally already colonizers who disrupted & harmed the Native population & where they're a threat to the Quileute & they go there for no reason. Edward replaces Bella's old car that her dad & Jacob had fixed up for her (which she had already stated to adore, one reason being that she has an interest in old things) with a sports car, purely to one up Jacob. They all drive various sports cars & Alice routinely wears & throws out clothes. They're held up to this romantisized standard against Bella & the Quileute tribe's middle to lower class status, & this is meant to be another point of why Edward is supposedly better than Jacob (because he is rich).

If you ignore the classism, racism, & misogyny then there's also the weird Mormon ideology literally baked into the entire series, & it can be considered essentially Mormon propaganda. The Native characters are demonized, obviously (considering Mormons literally think Native people are evil). None of the vampires have tattoos but all the werewolves do, & according to the lore, any and all tattoos get removed after becoming a vampire (which is what Mormons believe happens to tattoos in their afterlife). In the books, any poc who become vampires become pale regardless of their skin color in life, & again, this is what Mormons believe happens to poc who become Mormons & enter the afterlife. The whole "no sex before marriage" thing & the abortion thing. Bella & a lot of the other non-demonized female characters dress pretty conservatively, & Edward finds a full length skirt sexy & "indecent". The (white) vampires are repeatedly compared to "angels" & called beautiful & perfect. Other non Christian, non-Mormon religions (& the people that belong to/practice them) in the series are routinely demonized & mocked. Vampirism, but namely for the White characters, is literally an allegory for White Mormons in heaven.

If you ignore all the above and a bunch of other bigoted & weird shit in the series that I haven't yet mentioned, then it's genuinely just very dumb & badly written with stupid logic. Bella thinks it's weird how the Cullens all have really old names when HER name is literally "Isabella Swan". The Cullens literally hate the Quileute & "werewolves" for no fucking reason since they literally trespassed on Quileute land as colonizers in the 1800s, & it's already been established that the shapeshifters aren't even actually real werewolves in the lore so therefore they have no inherent quarrel with them based on the vampire vs werewolves thing, so they just hate them for no reason. The vampires keep going to high school & learning the same shit over and over again when they could be going to COLLEGE or idk doing something productive. Jasper apparently has to teach the Natives how to fight so obviously Smeyer has never seen a rez fight. Jasper is considered a "newborn" even though he was literally turned in the 1860s. Bella gave her kid the dumbest name ever. Ppl have been memeing & making fun of this series since it came out, & I feel like it's hypocritical for twilight fans to both say "ppl only hated it because girls liked it but its actually really good!" While also saying they find it hilarious even the actors made fun of it & hated making it because of its many faults (like so you agree? People made fun of it even back then?) And while also saying they "enjoy it critically" meaning. They admit there's something wrong with it, but still get mad when ppl critisize it.

#twilight anger on main #long post #& of course a lot of all its problems intersect with each other #ESPECIALLY the racism

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antimony-medusa · 9 months

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Technoblade Duo Bloodbath - Final Results

[ID: A 16-team seeded bracket, showing the final result is a win for Technoblade & Philza.]

Thank you to @@regicidal-optimism for the graphic design!

The final result of the poll is a win for Technoblade & Philza! Congrats to everyone who participated, and thank you all for your enthusiastic and generous participation in this event! This was a final win of 86% to 14%, or 1,983 votes to 320, meaning that Techno & Phil never fell below holding 85% of the vote in any showdown they were in. A sweep the whole way.

And now, some highlights from the notes.

[ID: tags reading "#no one can compare to the Antarctic Empire"]

[ID: tags reading: #And the emduo sweep is imminent .. as it should be <3]

[ID: tags reading: #oh this is not a fair matchup at ALL. I’m sorry ranboo]

[ID: tags reading: #NO DISCUSSION NECESSARY 🥹]

[ID: tags reading: #im voting techno and ranboo because i will always love them #but i will not be surprised or upset if emduo win]

[ID: tags reading: #ranboo you did good to make it to second #thats number one of all the actual possible challenges #since emduo wins]

[ID: tags reading: #there's only one choice here #for you phil the world #polls]

[ID: reblog reading: WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME]

[ID: tags reading: #E M E R A L D D U O S W E E P #there were never any other contenders]

[ID: tags reading: #polls#option 2#EMDUO SWEEEEEEP#tbh i would have thought they would have left emduo out of this race cause its so obvi that theyd win ya know?#idk emduo always first in my heart]

[ID: tags reading: #yeah this is fair. good finale! good ending to the tournament bracket!]

[ID: Tags reading: #ranboo I'm so sorry Ranboo#great sensei pupil relationship you got there. haunted my thoughts a lot#but alas Phil and Techno best friendis forevs]

[ID: tags reading: #gg ranboo sorry you got doomed by the narrative]

[ID: tags reading: #voting peerpressure because i can't not but i love and respect the emduo sweep#there is nothing to campaign. It's Emeraldduo. It's objective]

[ID: tags reading: #TechnobladeDuoBloodbath #Technoblade #Philza #Poll #GO GO EMDUO #CHOSE PHIL #WHO ELSE BUT PHIL #“TECHNO AND ME GO WAY BACK” - C!PHIL 2021 #THINK ABOUT MCM MCC ANTARCTIC EMPIRE THE SYNDICATE SBI #GO GO AEDUO #emerald duo #antarctic empire #“FOR YOU PHIL THE WORLD”-TECHNO 2021]

[ID: tags reading: #i canmot even propaganda this one #as much as peerpressure holds my heart theres no beating the fucking antartic empire man]

[ID: tags reading: #i mean phil obv sweeps this ez but I am really happy we got an all syndicate finale]

[ID: tags reading: #Yeah Phil must sweep. It's because both Ranboo and Techno are voter frauding for Phil rn]

[ID: tags reading: #FOR YOU THE WORLD PHILLL]

[ID: tags reading: #ANTARCTIC EMPIRE RULES THE WORLD BABEY]

#TechnobladeDuoBloodbath #Technoblade #DSMP #Bladeblr #dsmpblr #Philza

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ultimate-word-tournament · 8 months

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truly dont understand anti propaganda thats like “ew dont vote for [word] cuz the thing it describes is bad”

like yes obvi experiencing 11th hour panic irl sucks. but its cool that a language i dont speak has a word for that specific ass feeling. duh mosquitos suck but zanzara is so fun to say

i like learning new words in this tournament i guess is what im trying to say so thanks

yeah, fair enough. I don't really like reblogging the anti-propaganda very much (also it doesnt last as long cause i can't use it in future rounds). I don't think anyone was saying not to vote for it because it means something negative, though (at least with torschlusspanik, people were saying things like that with some of the mosquito words though). I think it was more that they didnt think the word was very interesting compared to the other German words. And also because it took out tonsi (not going to lie i am a bit sad about that one)

still, anti-propaganda i dont think is a super good way to win people over, in general, but im not going to like, ban it.

#asks

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billboard-hotties-tourney · 2 months

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I just wanted to reassure people about the stress around moral superiority around autism, cos it seemed like some people were feeling genuinely bad

the only propaganda that was submitted in the OP for that individual was literally the word autism so i think ppl prolly felt like they were playing into a joke that op made?

like, obvi the submission for the other person was more passionate and included more details - and this is out of your hands as the person who's taking submissions, putting them in a randomizer and doing hard work compiling, tracking and posting everything - but the contrast between the two becomes funny

referring to this individual as a funky autistic man is a pretty common meme in the autism and new wave communities (and the considerable ven diagram overlap therein), and it's likely the submission was made by an autistic person - but at the same time part of what makes that individual attractive is the way he's so unapologetically himself, and the way that manifests is in how he dances, moves, talks and sings - in a way that people call weird but in a way that a lot of autistic people have done in the privacy of our own spaces - even been shamed for if we do it publically. some of the ways he sings is really reminiscent of a lot of vocal stimming for a lot of folks, for example, and his more jittery movements are very relatable so the autism is both a bit of a meme, but also a way that we feel seen - and that individual being (almost certainly) autistic and mainsteam people knowing about it and valuing him and finding him attractive and talented is a source of pride/hope in a lot of ways. There's many musicians, especially in alternate scenes like postpunk/new wave who seem pretty autistic to a practiced eye, but this individual has actually discussed the way he relates to that experience. i understand how, without that context, one could be genuinely worried that people believed that if you didn't vote for him you're abelist - but i really think that it's more of a lack of communication/understanding about how this is joked about in the relevant community, if that makes sense like, no-ones genuinally tracking down who voted for what and taking u to task for it. it's fundamentally a contest about who's hotter, and for some people this particular individual being [likely] autistic is relevant and makes him hotter - in the same way one might find an individual hotter if you enjoy or relate to their music, even if the person they're versed up against is objectively more attractive (if attraction can even be measured objectively, free of social practices/norms!) - and the fact that the only piece of propaganda was the word autism means that if you don't vote for him it must be because you hate the only thing that was mentioned about him is funny because it's so ott, but also cathartic for autistic people to joke about because so many of us have experienced hatred due to having autism. it's nice for that to be something funny and relevant in a real but also absurdist sort of way its very liberating, honestly, for an autistic person to be considered hot (being so often infantilised), so its this sense of pride in it too i guess - it can be okay to move in the world in a way that doesnt hurt and isnt tiring and brings you joy, and not only okay and normal but even desirable i hope this makes sense, i just wanted to reassure people that no-ones actually making a moral judgement, it is a meme but there's also something serious there too and it just seems like a joke that's not translating between communities i appreciate all the work that you've put into this tourney!!!! it's been very fun and i'm excited to keep on voting!

I was so worried when I saw such a long ask, but honestly, very well-put. Glad you're excited to participate!

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the-woild-is-y-erster · 6 months

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OUGH OK HI

this is kind of mostly for @chases-main-blog because you're probably the only one besides toff who'll read this but everyone's welcome xx its abt my ocs and just newsies in general btw babes so if you aint interested dont read it

ok so i got back from an airshow in my city (yes yes i know government propaganda galore, planes are cool ok) because my dad was in the air force for twenty-odd years and is a huge nerd, which he has passed on to me and my brother slightly

my point being!!

the entire tme i was thinking of. uh. basically a top gun au. of newsies. OK BUT HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUTTTT

(im gonna use some terms that if you didnt basically grow up on an air base like i did you might not understand but bear w me ok)so you need to trust your squadron with your life, right? what do the boroughs do? exactly. and they have callsigns in the AF (not sure abt any other branches, lmk if you have that info but i dont think they get callsigns hah boring losers >:P) WHAT DO THE NEWSIES HAVE??? STUPID NICKNAMES THAT DONT REALLY MAKE SENSE!!! DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN!!!!

so consider

theres no war because i say so and theye all just goofing off on base as all the different squadrons (OHGOHGOHOOHO BROOKLYN WOULD SO BE HELICOPTERS OMGGGG) and they just have a jolly old time until they get this super important super top secret mission where they all have to work together and it would be so cool

ok wait now i gotta

manhattan-F-16s, little guys that go NYOOOOM n shoot stuff

brooklyn-HH-60G pave hawks, theyre big helicopters, search n rescue (hey manhattan the calvary's comin WHO) and pararescue but they also have turrets i think and obvi everyone on board is armed so theyre like super cool

queens-A-10s cus they get to blow stuff up but theyre really slow so pick your poison, i think they'd do A-10s in the field and hang back to train on the T-38s but i know queensies would love A-10s cus they have a rotating gun on the front that shoots super fast and is just an all around cool plane ALTERATIVELY they would also be F-16s because go nyoom shoot stuff

bronx-T-38s, trainers for the big jets and only used sparingly (sorry bronx xx) i think they'd be ground control as well

harlem-C-5 galaxy, MASSIVE jet used for transportation of troops and cargo n planes n stuff and when i say massive i mean m a s s i v e like they drive wholeass tanks and jets n stuff in there, and the nose swings up aswell as the back hatch so you can just. drive straight through this giant plane, its so cool

long island-F-35 theyre pretty fast and can go pretty high so all around a good jet, not much else to say

can you tell i basically lived on base until i was like eight?

ive had a scene for if i actually wrote this stuck in my head all day abt eel n shoe and i just ughhhh ok now i have to write it but i'm gonna put a read more so if you dont want to read it you dont have to xx

a crackle and a ding came over the intercom, soft breathing following. "heya harv, it's just me n' you right now." eel rasped. harvey swallowed, bile threatening to rise in his throat.

"no no no, please-" another burst of static in his ear. "hey this is monkey to shoe, are you ok? i know-ah shit!-sorry, there's a lot goin' on, but no one was talking to ya before-?" monkey trailed off, waiting for shoe's answer. he blinked back the tears he knew were going to come, tilting his throttle up to get him higher. "i-uh, it's- it's fine, i-"

"harvey, i ain't got a lot of time, i ne-i need you to listen." eel's voice wavered, but it was still strong in harvey's ear. he nodded. "m' listenin'."

"monkey to shoe again, are-" "gimme a second, blake?" shoe snapped, maneuvering around the sky as projectiles screamed past him, missing him by mere meters. using the first name in the field was a big no-no, but it made monkey shut up, though shoe could hear him over the comms talking to the other pilots, asking if they had heard shoe as well.

his comms were messed up, he realized; he was supposed to be on a private channel with eel, and it had glitched and made it so only he could hear eel, but the entire squadron-and everyone on the ground, he thought-could hear him.

he drew in a shaky breath. "i'm here, zeke. talk to me."

eel chuckled dryly. "don't go all top gun on me, you'se the one makin it out of here."

harvey's heart seemed to stop, the air around him seeming to compress in and choke him.

"what?"

eel sighed and sniffed, the shuffling from his end telling shoe he was moving his helmet around, wiping tears. "harvey, my engine's blown and we're on enemy territory. i'm miles away from everyone else on orders from boss, it was s'posed to be a sneak attack but they got to you faster than cowboy thought-" "no, do not say what-" harvey interrupted. "harvey liam sellers, will you listen to me for once in your stupidly beautiful life?"

shoe sobbed quietly, watching his radar on his display, praying to any god who might still have love for him that it would pick up anything but the others in the squadron and the MIGs.

"we both knew deep down when we got orders i wasn't coming back from this one." eel sounded surprisingly calm for a guy who was talking about the possibility of his own death. "no, please, you can't do this to me right now, what about-" shoe sniffed, knowing he was arguing with a mind made up.

"ground control to phantom four, are you alright?" it was comforting to hear another familiar voice, the message poker carried not so much. "peachy, ground. i- everything's just kosher." harvey knew he sounded extremely far from fine, and hoped his friends on the ground wouldn't comment.

"your comms seem to be malfunctioning, i'll get saz on that asap, but are you sure-" poker seemed hesitant, like he didn't want to push buttons but was genuinely worried.

"fine, poker." shoe flipped the manual switch to cut comms with ground, before flipping it back on a moment later.

"still there?" he murmured, knowing full well there was at least twenty people besides eel who could hear him if they listened.

"never left, sweetheart." harvey almost started crying at the sound of eel's voice, and the knowledge of what he was going to say next.

"you gotta listen here, harv. you n' i both know i ain't gettin out of here alive-no, do not argue, i know you want to i know, sweetheart-you have to get home to charlie and fia, you gotta-" he swallowed, the sound audible through the headset. "you gotta tell them what happened to me, and tell them-"

the scream of a missile and the unmistakeable sound of an implosion blocked out eel's voice.

harvey's heart stopped.

"eel? eel, are you there? this is phan- phantom four to ra- raven two, are you-" the panic in his head and the pounding in his ears made it nearly impossible to see. he tried to breathe like eel taught him, but his throat seemed intent on making him stutter and practically asphyxiate.

"hoarder to shoe, what is going on? are you alright, do you need backup?" his friend sounded alarmed. for good reason, thought shoe through his panic.

"ground, i ne-i need co-ords on- on raven two, i-i've lost comms with-"

"ah, merde! harv, i'm here!" the sound of eel's voice was garbled, but it was there.

"eel? ezekiel cattaneo, where t-the hell are you? give me your coord-coordinates, i'll be right there." the relief that flooded shoe's body was instantaneous, but short lived.

"no time! they got my other engine, i've put them post on standby and i'm usin' the propellors, but they blasted those too. i think there's three MIGs, but it's hard to tell."

the sounds of the entire rest of the squadron and ground control trying to get shoe's attention faded as he absorbed the information his lover gave him.

"i know i'm goin out, so i'll say this before i die.

"harvey 'shoe' liam sellers, you are the most incredible and amazing soul i have ever had the pleasure of meeting. my life has been so much better since i had you in it, and i know charlie and fia can say the same. i need you to tell the kids i love them, and i need you to remember to take deep breaths when you get overwhelmed, okay? can you do that for me, tesoro?"

"ez, i-i-"

"i love you, you know that? you're the first man i've ever truly believed that i've loved, and the first to have loved me back." eel was clearly out of breath and choked up, but shoe could hear him as clearly as if he was standing next to him, despite the delay on the comms and the static overlaying eel's speech.

"zeke, ple- please, y-you gotta tell me whe- where you are, i can get th- there in t- time i promise, please-" harvey was sobbing. he knew he couldn't reach his lover in time before his engines failed completely, and the risk of hitting the canopy on ejection was so high there was such a slim chance of survival it was almost laughable, if shoe had felt like laughing.

"i love you, ok?" screaming missiles and static filled shoe's ears again.

he sat in shock.

"eel? c'mon, y- you c- can't do thi- this to me, baby, i-i can't..." silence and more static.

"g- ground, y-you got a- a locat- a location o -on raven two?" he muttered, his brain feeling like mush.

"negative, lieutenant."

#oops! :)#sorry not sorry #i've got the military au brainrot rn #it was all that propaganda at the airshow X(/j #i've had something like this in my head for a few days i just finally fleshed it out a little xx #lemme know if this is actually a thing i should write and you would read !!#newsies oc #ezekiel 'eel' 'zeke'#harvey 'shoe' sellers #newsies #livesies #92sies #zee's scribbles!

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(this is a genuine question!! sorry if it comes across as rude)

where do you draw the line between "irredeemable media" and "offensive but i will still consume this media"?

not at all!

I don't really think of media that way, to be honest. I believe that once something is created and shared, it is the responsibility of all of the viewers to think about that media and be able to decide for themselves what they do and do not want to put their time into.

For example, I know many people do not like to watch offensive shows on grounds that are completely and totally personal to them. And that's fine- you need to keep yourself in safe and social mindset. If there is media out there that you cannot engage with without it being detrimental to your health, then you should probably put it down and take a moment to remember that nobody is forcing you to watch anything. Only you have control over yourself.

if you are unable to make a rational and logical assertation of what you are consuming, or don't ask questions and think and discuss what these medias controbute to our culture as a whole, then I personally don't think it's media you should be engaging with! If you don't find any enjoyment out of media, whether it be analyzing said media or having a emotional connection with it, then you can just walk away.

As a mixed race black person I know there are medias which many would assume I find irredeemable. But here is where I as an artist stand. Once something has been created, it's out there and out of any one persons control. It now is in the hands of the people to be responsible wit that which has been brought into reality and cannot be Uncreated. Do I think its probably a good thing we lost a TON of old anime and cartoons of the 40's, 50' and 60's? Yes. We have plenty of racist propaganda already. Maybe it would have been interesting to preserve that media, but sometimes you win and sometimes u lose.

My true concern wrt media is that reading comprehension seems to be at an all time low. Obvi this is due to several factors(failure of the american education system, text based communication being the norm, etc), however, It worries me greatly that the people around me in internet circles seem to have this basal understanding of what it means to engage with media. You cannot simply consume thst which is goven to you as though it were food...it IS food, but food for THOUGHT.

I am sure I could think of more to say on the subject if I wasn't sick and confined to bed, but it is what it is. Thanks for the ask and for being a polite person.

#we just got a letter #i wonder who its from

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madwickedawesome · 1 year

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fucking CRAZIEST MATCHUP LMFAOOOOO BUT WHATEVER

christian/satine propaganda: ok look i know like none of u have seen moulin rouge but u have 100% seen me talking about them. THEY ARE LITERALLY. IN LOVE. christian is this super emotional lovesick dude who just LOVES love like he is obsessed w all of it he is insane over love and obvi his theatrics carry over to his love songsHe also sings my fav musical theatre song ever i think??? and hes just soooo junocore. AND THEN ALSO satine is a nightclub worker in old timey france and she is just so emotionally fucked up and she represses her emotions bc of her job and she just wants to find peace and safety and ugh <//3 and shes very level headed and logical but also wants to find love w christian and its so TRAGICCCCCCC but theyre both just so in love w one another like theyre crazy for one another. also their dynamic is optimistic and hopeful about what the world can bring x pessimistic and knowing of how the world can be; it is also pathetic loser of a guy x woman WAY out of his league. mwah love them

jesse propaganda: this is straight up one of the silliest characters ever created whilst also being one of the most tragic characters ever created. HIS ENTIRE STORY IS JUST everyone fucking Destroying him like by the end of the series he is so fucked up he can just never win <///3 but hes just so full of inherent kindness and love but he can just Never Fuckign Win he is suffering for the WHOLE SHOW. his partner (walter hartwell white) just uses him to be evil and jesse just slowly breaks down and he is so tragic and so complex and UUUGGHH anyways im obsessed w him . for a solid 4 months i think?? i was so hyperfixated on him i was Insane about him ask any of my friends from the time like all of my life revolved around this silly goose. ive seen breaking bad so many times (4?? i think????) and ive watched it every time just for him. he deserves the world and i could give it to him i adore him

#junos scrimblo bracket

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vulpinesaint · 1 year

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oh it was me that submitted those asks about the War in Heaven and Satan and all that btw. I just clicked the anonymous ask button due to irrational anxiety :P

hey king. awake + aware now so answering this one so you get the notif nd everything

sorry i will literally never have a satisfactory answer to this because i have seventeen thousand simultaneous thoughts and they all get stuck in the doorframe when they try to leave my brain all at once.

but that's the central thing that makes me go so dfkjghsdfjhds about satan's little speech in the opening of paradise lost is that god's victory is not inevitable from his perspective! ur raised religious and told over and over that while god will never be defeated by satan, you can fall to him. you can fail. and when you leave the religion i think the central idea is that like. fuck. not to unpack religious trauma but what i did when i stopped being catholic was accept that i was never going to be good. i had a while where i didn't believe in god but even as i condemned the religion for the harm it had done, it didn't get rid of the framework of "what the bible says to do is the good thing to do"? so leaving catholicism for me at least was a matter of "fine, i'll go to hell. better to do that than to be a good person in the way that they want me to be." and still accepting that god is the stronger power but that the individual can fall to damnation. and so for this text to introduce the idea that god's victory is not inevitable, that even his victory can still be a failure in that there was even a threat to his victory at all, drives me fucking CRAZY man. can't even express it it just drives me wild.

this is just what we're presented from satan's perspective obvi and the actual text of the poem that's Not his speech does suggest the utter futility of his resistance and the fact that his rebellion only heaps more damnation and suffering onto himself as he tries to damn others. but like. that's not what we're discussing.

i am CERTAINLY not qualified to comment on the vietnam war here dfkjh i understand what you're saying though and i think it's super super interesting! the idea of the bible as propaganda is like. thoughts going brrrrrr. mostly because it insinuates that the church is doing the propaganda and creating a cycle where they perpetuate the lies and then create believers who perpetuate the lies etc. etc. and like. validates the central truths of the religion (god is real hell is real satan is real and they are in conflict) but doesn't validate its Perspective... literally do not even know what commentary to provide here. just know i am thinking about this. (also doesn't imply that heaven is the prideful one boasting their invulnerability but that humanity is projecting that onto their image of heaven and presenting it that way through the text of the bible cause while god sent some messages it was ultimately men who wrote it...)

god. okay. what else. what does a decisive satanic victory over god look like. i mean killing god would certainly be one thing but then i think those values would still persist so that even when you kill god he still exists in the beliefs and the actions of the people who follow him and he isn't really dead at all. a decisive satanic victory, i think, would have to assume that humanity is evil at their base (the assumption that we are always prone to sin and have to actively work to keep ourselves clean while sin is as easy as breathing) and then fully eradicate the influence of god to send the world into like. idk. whatever shit they had going on in sodom and gomorrah. antics of the original crop of humanity that made god commit genocide and start fresh. and for god to be unable to do anything about it. nd i mean that's always the goal of hell isn't it?? damn all of humanity, take them out of god's influence and far from his ability to save them, make god watch as his creations turn away from him and are twisted into something evil. there's certainly a deeper more theological way to describe a victory like that but at a base level that's where i would put it. anyway most of this is 100% not what you were looking for in your ask but here you go sorry it took me two days to respond </3

#ask

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annoyingalchemist · 10 months

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Has anyone wrote an analysis of Good Luck Charlie as white supremacist/capitalist propaganda? Like obvi a lot of Disney shows are, especially the family ones, but glc is interesting because its gimmick is one of the least removed from reality and it has almost all of the little component tropes that are piecemeal in the other shows.

#media #shows #good luck charlie #culture #sociology

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doodlebloo · 3 years

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C!Beeduo have marital issues, to the point that Ranboo doesn't even know how Tubbo got the scars on his face. They keep secrets from one another and don't even attempt to try and figure out why, which implies that they brush most of their problems under the rug and operate under a don't ask don't tell mindset.

That being said, I think it's a bad narrative decision for their marriage to fail.

Every single other couple, whether it was seriously canon or mostly a joke, has failed. Nearly all the family and security Tubbo has ever had has been taken from him, and Ranboo can't even remember his bio family.

I think they have issues they need to work through, yes, but we've seen relationships fall apart on the SMP. In fact, that's almost all we've seen up until this point. I just think that it would be so much more satisfying for them to work out. For some of the youngest members of the server to have the maturity to talk things through, to show compassion, to put their care for one another above any moral beliefs or ulterior motives.

As far as writing goes, I think we're overdue for a story about how love endures, and I think that's what c!Beeduo could be.

#honestly i dont even know if theyre EVER gonna address their issues bc the way things have been going lately #i dont know if cc!tubbo would be up for serous lore like that #and for them to really get into it they'd have to FULLY fully commit that their marraige is unironic and canon #like not a joke not a bit they are marrjed and want to spend their lives together which idk if the ccs are like #comfortable making it Real and Genuine yk. Maybe they will adress it thatd be SO SO cool but obvi like #i dont want the ccs to do anything theyre uncmfortable with yk. im just saying that with how most relationships #whether those relationships are romantic platonic familial or anything in between #end up on the smp i think it would be so refreshing for c!ranboo and c!tubbo to be able to make it work #also pls dont come for me for calling them a couple theyre canonically married and i left the nature of their marraige vague #on purpose bc its vague in purpose in canon. you do not have to /p the word couple its okay #doodle.txt #srry for more c!beeduo propaganda i just always have them on the brain #analysis

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hey! i'm seeing a lot of horrible assholes on twitter talking about the US having caused this by "arming neo-nazis in ukraine" and just like...... i feel really uninformed on a lot of the context of what's happening right now and you seem knowledgeable. i wondered if you could sort of explain where that assertion is coming from? like it seems like just pure russian propaganda to me, but thought you might be able to explain a bit better? (only if you have time/want to obvi)

Here's a Reuters piece from 2018 which helps provide some context/background

Apart from that, it's absolutely Russian propaganda.

Here's a news piece discussing Putin's claims:

Russian President Vladimir Putin on Thursday peddled accusations of Nazi elements within Ukraine to justify the attack on his western neighbor, a move that experts slammed as slanderous and false.

In announcing he had launched Russian forces against key Ukrainian military and logistics posts, Putin said he's striving for "the demilitarization and denazification of" the sovereign democracy in Kyiv.

Putin has long sought to falsely paint Ukraine as a Nazi hotbed, which is a particularly jarring accusation given that Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelenskyy is Jewish and lost three family members in the Holocaust.

Claiming to fight the Nazis is "really code for replacing the Ukrainian government, which is especially ironic given that the Ukrainian president is Jewish," said Andrij Dobriansky of the Ukrainian Congress Committee of America, an ethnic advocacy group based in New York City.

Michael McFaul, a former U.S. ambassador to Russia, fought to contain his anger over the Nazi narrative pushed by Putin.

"He's talking about denazification. There are no Nazis in Ukraine," McFaul said Thursday on MSNBC's "Morning Joe."

"The leader of Ukraine is not a Nazi, he's a democratically elected leader," McFaul said. "He's Jewish. He is not a Nazi. I'm sorry I'm so emotional. But we've to get over the fact that we're going to deal with this guy on some realpolitik, cost-benefit analysis."

Putin hopes to touch upon generations-old scars left from World War II — when an estimated 24 million Soviet citizens died — and conflate modern Ukraine with elements of its problematic past.

During World War II, some Ukrainian nationalists fought with the Nazis, battled the Polish underground and helped the Germans round up Jewish citizens for genocide. Ukrainian collaborators were among Nazi forces that put down the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising and the Warsaw Uprising.

However, in today's Ukraine, the remaining pro-Nazi movement is far from an open, influential force.

While the Ukrainian National Guard is home to the Azov Battalion — a force populated by neo-Nazi sympathizers — there is no evidence to suggest widespread support for such extreme-right nationalism in the government, military or electorate.

In the most recent Ukrainian parliamentary elections in 2019, a coalition of ultranationalist right-wing parties failed to win even a single seat in the Rada, the country's 450-member legislature.

And for several years, U.S. appropriations laws have included a provision banning spending in support of the Azov Battalion.

David Harris, CEO of the American Jewish Committee, an advocacy group, said he's confident that Putin's Nazi narrative "won't work."

"First, Ukraine is led by a Jewish president, who was overwhelmingly chosen by voters in a democratic election. It reflects today's Ukrainian mindset and outlook, a far cry from the past," Harris said.

"And second, the ones behaving like Nazis are, let's be clear, Putin and his regime. Brazenly invading another country, invoking fake grievances, lying incessantly and denying another nation's right to chart its own destiny are all, yes, taken from the Nazi playbook."

The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, in a written statement Thursday, said Putin has misappropriated Holocaust history with his false claim that Ukraine needs to be “denazified.”

“The Museum stands with the Ukrainian people, including the thousands of Holocaust survivors still living in the country,” Museum chairman, Ambassador Stuart E. Eizenstat, said in the statement. “These survivors are remnants of one of Europe’s largest pre-war Jewish populations that was almost completely decimated by the Germans in World War II. Having suffered terribly as victims of both Nazism and Communism, Ukrainians today are seeking to fulfill their democratic aspirations.”

Yohanan Petrovksy-Shtern, a Ukrainian native and professor of Jewish history at Northwestern University, said Putin's claims about "denazification goes against elemental truth."

"People who believe him and who spread these lies are engaging in slander," Petrovksy-Shtern said. "Ukraine is a multiethnic country in which minorities like Georgians have key government roles and it has a Jewish president."

McFaul said any efforts to link Ukraine to long-ago Nazi movements lack any rationale.

"We've got to treat him (Putin) like an irrational, evil leader who has unjustly and grossly attacked a free and democratic Ukraine," McFaul said.

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monstrosibee · 3 years

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Ppl keep reblogging that old post of mine I literally wrote when I'd had like three mixed drinks about transformers and the popularity of tf continuities and tones and how appealing to gritty faux realism-but-actually-fake-woke-cynical-jokermovie-liking-losers has actually been a big reason why modern tf content tends to not do as well, and I was right about that. However, I praised t//fa for tonal awareness and good writing for a kids show and past me was wrong and a little bitch for getting sucked up in the weird fandom worship of a show w a lot of terrible designs that tried to capitalize on the anime craze of the time. It also like. Was just so hamfisted of its "decepticons as an oppressed class" idea which isn't new in tf media but the way it did it w this weird like biological divide in which oh actually the bad guys are physically built for war and actually ARE inherently more big and strong but also are inherently more aggressive because of that biological difference. Also if one of them turns "good" then they get a new body that of course fits the societal norms. And of course we'll poke fun at the idea that the ruling structure on cybertron is a corrupt massive imperialist military system but don't worry the good guy Optimus is recognized as being right so that means it's fine because we know cybertron is ACTUALLY made up of good people because sentinel is ousted so it's really just tge few bad apples. We're going to continue upholding this weird robot biological essentialism we've established as actual worldbuilding tho

And like fine whatever it's a kid show but if it can't expound on these complicated issues like oppression dynamics and the evils of imperialism without like. Being so hideously tone deaf and bad about it then don't try to put them in a kids show. You can say it's for teens so obvi they'd wanna tackle difficult concepts as well but like. There r plenty of ideas u can approach that can be discussed in a nuanced manner that aren't gonna push some weird robo phrenologist agenda or something. Especially when the cartoon itself is usamerican and its like very obvious in its emphasis and incorporation of rigid military structures in its autobot society that are like. Obviously bad shit happened in the past and was done by individual bad ppl in this military structure but it Ain't Like That Anymore so were not gonna like. Tear down the institutionz that made all those war crimes possible because again. Bad apples

Tbh its just very clear that yeah the writers wanted to b deep and serious about the storyline so they used the veneer of criticizing an alien system that appears good at first but because of just this annoying fucking USAmerican idea that a government system on its own cannot be corrupt and its bad people that make it so (see the there r good cops falsehood) it falls disgustingly flat.

And I rly only say all this because so many vocally leftist tf fans are on this stupid shows dick all the time for being so subversive of the usual autobot decepticon dynamic and lmao look it makes some performative gestures towards suggesting oppression by a powerful minority of privileged individuals is real. But it fails on so many important like basic ideas that I personally think it actually deserves very little of the writing praise it gets. Like it's the same imperialist military propaganda tf has been pushing for ages its just dressed in an underdog narrative w a pretty fake anime reskin

Also I'd personally corner Derrick Wyatt in a dark alley for an actual bar room style brawl for the fucking atrocity that r the female designs in that show

#i just keep seeing notifs for that post and im like #no i very much hate that show now please dont agree w stupid past me #they were probably three drinks deep cause they just got off a 10 hr garden register shift at lowes #and nothjng i say after a retail shift can be used in q court of law

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