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wildestdreamsblog · 1 year

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In All Lifetimes: Prologue

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Summary: In which you have loved them across all seven lifetimes, and stopped at eighth. And in every lifetime, they loved you just as intense. Yet each lifetime their love became darker and darker.

Or in which you stopped loving them on the eight lifetime- only to wake up at the very first lifetime where their love hadn’t turned dark yet.

Warnings: Poly relationship, yandere behavior, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Murder intention, Violence, Mention of death, Sexual themes, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: I have always wanted to try writing for all of them. Do tell me your thoughts and enjoy!

“Please! Stop it, Namjoon. P-please!”

You were screaming as tears were falling down your face, willing the tall man in front of you to listen. But it seemed like you had already lost him to the darkness. You looked at your side and met Hoseok’s cold eyes, but even he seemed to have lost his own sun. He looked at you without any emotion. It was apparent that he wouldn’t help you.

“Jin? Please, please. Please stop him, hmm? Please help,” you begged him with tearful eyes, clutching the front of his shirt. If anyone had any chance to stop Namjoon, it was Seokjin. But the tall and beautiful man only looked down at your hands clutching his shirt with indifference before meeting your desperate eyes. He slowly shook his head, merely content on watching the scene unfold in front of him.

“He deserves it, my queen,” he softly said, his eyes brimming with hatred.

You were shaking your head even before he finished, “He doesn’t! He was only helping me. It wasn’t his fault-“

“He dared take you away from us,” a quiet voice sounded from your side. Yoongi was nonchalantly leaning against the wall, his stance relaxed. But it didn’t fool you. His shoulders were tensed as he let Namjoon unleashed hell. Lazily, he shifted his eyes to you. “No one can take you away from us.”

Not even you.

You flinched when you heard the man screaming from extreme pain. You looked behind you to see the golden maknae crying in Taehyung’s arms. The man had his arm around Jungkook’s shaking shoulders in comfort, yet his cold, dark eyes remained on you.

“Look what you did to Jungkook, noona,” his deep voice resounded over the screams of the man. “You made our maknae cry. That’s not nice, is it?”

“T-Taehyung. Please. Please help me stop this madness. Pl-“

“No, that’s not nice,” he continued as though he didn’t hear you, answering his own question as though all the screaming didn’t bother him. “You thought you could leave us. That man poisoned your mind, my queen. We need to teach him a lesson, right, Kookie?”

The crying man suddenly looked up, his red eyes focused on you. His lips were shaking as he looked at the love of their lives. You.

“H-he needs to learn, hyung. He needs to be punished. He took her away from us!”

You flinched from the sudden volume of his voice. You knew he wouldn’t help. No one could. When it came to you, their minds were closed off. To them, it was you or no one at all. To them, you were all that mattered in this world.

And their love was suffocating. Didn’t they know you left because of them? Because you couldn’t love the people they became? That you never loved them like they wanted to in the first place?

That you loved them, but never in that way.

“It wasn’t his fault! I begged him to help me leave-“

“No. You would never willingly leave us, our queen. That’s not even a possibility,” Namjoon suddenly joined the conversation as though he wasn’t torturing an actual human. You didn’t even look at him.

He was the worst of them all.

“It’s fine, noona,” Jimin suddenly said, touching your stiff shoulder softly before leaning down to look at you. “It’ll be over soon and we can all go home, okay? Just wait a little longer, okay?”

Namjoon might be the worst of them all, but Jimin was the one who refused to even entertain the thought of you not loving them. He was the most dangerous with his angelic smile and innocent form. No one would even think of the way his mind was filled with dark thoughts. And even now, he was smiling so sweetly at you.

“Our queen is tired,” Namjoon shook his head in regret before slowly lifting the gun to the man. “I shall end this now.”

No. No no no no.

And before you knew it, you were running to the man. You weren’t thinking. All you wanted was for this madness to stop, for this hell to vanish. All of a sudden, there were silence. Or maybe, it wasn’t silence but everyone’s shock. Your tears fell as you felt the piercing shot of pain in your chest.

And then you fell to the ground.

And the last thing you saw was Namjoon and the others kneeling beside your dying body. They were crying. They were screaming. You felt the warm blood seeping out of you in rapid succession. You knew this was the end.

Good, you thought. Finally you could escape them.

The last thing you saw was Namjoon’s handsome face looking down at you with tears in his eyes.

The last thing you felt were their tears as they fell to your skin.

The last thing you thought was that you never had to see them again.

The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes were seven men leaning down to look at your laid out form. You blinked slowly, your eyes focused on the man closest to you who was looking at you with overwhelming worry and love.

Kim Namjoon.

And then memories came rushing back to you. He killed you. They all had a hand to it.

They killed you, but he was the one who pulled the trigger.

And before you knew it, you were screaming as you attempted to scoot farther from them. The huge and comfortable bed made it possible to distance yourself from the confused men, all of who were waiting for you to wake up.

“M-my queen,” Namjoon called for you, confusion apparent in his face. “What’s wrong?”

You turned to look at all of them, your eyes shifting from their nervous forms. Didn’t you die? Did they save you just in time? Did you fail to escape them?

But then, you really looked at them and this time, you noticed the traditional clothing they were all wearing. You noticed the room you were in. You looked down and noticed that you, too, were wearing a traditional clothing.

“Noona-“

“Don’t come near me!” You warned Jimin as he called you, his eyes weary and nervous. They all jumped from your anxious words and the way you delivered it. What the fuck was happening? Was this a dream?

You needed to leave.

You needed to leave or else you would really faint, You got off the bed, never turning your back on the equally confused men. Slowly, you inched to the door, warning them with your eyes not to follow you when you heard the door sliding.

“My daughter! You’re awake!”

You turned to look at the man-only to see your father smiling at you. And he too was wearing a Korean traditional clothes.

“F-father?” Your brows furrowed as you took him in. His hair was in a dignified braid, his beard long similar to the old times. He looked as though he was a rich man from the ancient times.

Was your mind playing tricks on you? Was this your own personal hell? Were the men confusing you even further?

You felt your father’s arms surrounded you as he took you in. You never thought you would be able to hug him again, never thought that you would see him again.

“I am so glad you’re awake now, little one.”

The thing was, your father died when you were seven. So who was this man?

You turned to look at the men behind you. And this time, they didn’t have the darkness gleaming in their eyes. No. This time, they looked at you without any hint of obsessiveness in their eyes. They looked at you as though they weren’t in love with you. All of them…except Kim Namjoon.

And you just knew, they weren’t the same people you escape from.

Holy shit, who were they?

Where were you?

#bts fic #ot7 x you #ot7 x reader #bangtan ot7 #kim seokjin fic #kim namjoon #kim namjoon fic #jung hoseok fic #min yoongi fic #kim taehyung foc #jeon jungkook fic #yandere bts #bts smut

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shinjisdone · 9 months

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Hey! I hope you dont mind this too much but may you write a set of hcs of s1/teen thorfinn with a fem/gn s/o who is like Amanirenas (very smart & tactical, skilled in archery, graceful & brave. You could also include how one eye was blinded too) and how he interact with her

(I’m sorry if this is strange, eygpt + sudan history is my current fixtation rn, so feel free to ignore and delete!)

A very interesting request. When it comes to readers being based on characters/figures, fictional or not, it would be very helpful to get a short description/link of them so that I know just as much as you do in that regard ¯_(´・ω・｀)_/¯ ! I looked Amanirenas a bit up but considering she was a real life person, I can't go too much into her story...basing it on your short description, hope that's okay!

S1 Thorfinn with a Reader Who Is Like Kandake Amanirenas! (Gender-neutral & female examples)

Thorfinn's stance on you depends on wheter you are part of the band or not.

If you are not, you are an enemy, no matter how skillful or brave you may be. However, considering how you mostly fight with a bow, he might not fight you one-on-one. You are probably used for defense.

Yet how useful you are. Even with just one eye, you manage to hit every single target of yours efficiently and deadly. One arrow is enough to send one tumbling down their grave.

It all seems to easy to you. Like the wind you move, light as a feather as if the very air submitted to you and your arrows, allowing you each kill.

Your tactics could leave Askeladd pondering but that is none of Thorfinn's concern. Enemy is enemy and if he ever finds you or can get a duel with the murderer of his father by getting your head, he will.

If you are, however, part of the band, you will surely stand out like a sore thumb. An archer as graceful and smart as you doesn't belong in this group full of hard-headed and foolish men. Especially if you are female.

Many might avoid you and awe at you in battle but Thorfinn wouldn't be one of them - vocally at least. He silently is impressed and approveds of your skills but it still wouldn't answer his question on what a true warrior is.

Is it bravery and tactics? Keeping on with such composure even if one eye was taken from you?

One day he might let it slip of how differently you appraoch things. Why are you here? What is such a...dandy person such as you doing here? Do you see yourself as a warrior?

Thorfinn observes you and your decisions in silence. It's how he makes his opinion of others instead of actually going up and talking to them.

If your strategy proves useful and better than Askeladd's (or when he doesn't want to listen to him), Thorfinn might follow your orders but only privately where only you two can hear them. Though he only takes your word for granted if it makes sense for him but if he does end up trusting you, he might follow any order you give him even if things aren't clear yet.

Your elegance might also confuse him. Why do you speak like that? Why do you treat him like this? You act more royal-like than the princess. He might shrug some things you do and say off or even straight up tell you to drop this 'graceful act'. We are vikings. This kind of behaviour is unneccessary and doesn't make you very popular amongst the others. Just a heads up.

Just say what you wanna say and do what you wanna do. Thorfinn doesn't have the patience for this graceful stuff.

He appreciates your skills in archery. In a way you always have his back and he admittedly feels safer this way knowing there is someone out there who literally and metaphorically has his back. He doesn't need to only look out for himself anymore.

If you are attacked directly though, he might get worried. Being an archer means being vulnerable in melee combat in his mind. Thorfinn will run back and defend you quickly and will scream at you if you initiate close combat yourself. How are you going to win with a bow when someone is this near you with their spear?! Don't be stupid! He thought you were one of the smart ones!

Though your bravery is something he commends. Again, not vocally but you can be sure he might do so when he believes you deserve it. Either by letting you know your own strength or when others doubt yours. He will do so more likely if you are female.

If you are a woman, then some might make some googly eyes at your smart and graceful person. Some may be impressed by you, hailing you as some Valkyrie or warrior queen that they'd definitely marry - if only they weren't so bad and depraved! Haha!

Thorfinn would only scoff at their behaviour. Woman or not, your outer appeareance doesn't matter to Thorfinn but he would be a bit more protective if this kind of behaviour of the other bandmates continues.

If he feels comfortable enough, he might ask you about your eye. Wondering how it is you can still see so well.

#vinland saga #thorfinn karlsefni #thorfinn #vinland saga x reader #thorfinn x reader #gender neutral reader #female reader #request

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catinheadlights · 1 year

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I regularly eat meat so maybe take this with a grain of salt, but I think when people try to "own" the concept of veganism with "facts and logic" as either a diet or a moral stance, they generally misunderstand what they're trying to criticize.

Like, you can say that the "real" problem with animal agriculture is capitalism encouraging animal abuse and factory farming, but like. Vegans know that's bad. That's not the only problem they have with the industry. You've got the slew of environmental problems it causes plus the whole, y'know, killing/exploiting animals thing that they don't like.

Someone who values the life of a chicken as equal to that of a human won't give two shits if it had a good life before being slaughtered, because to them it's the moral equivalent of killing a person for food. By saying that they're simply ✨wrong✨ for seeing a problem with the killing part, you're missing the entire point. "It had a good life" hardly means anything if you don't think of human life as inherently more valuable. You can disagree with that premise all you want, but you're not gonna change their minds.

I also challenge you to actually come up with an argument for why you feel human life inherently matters more than all nonhuman life, because I've never in my life seen a cogent argument for it that includes all humans and excludes all nonhumans. It's just that evolution hardwired that value into most people (including me, I agree). I think it's fine to feel that way and live accordingly, but you should know where your values come from. Vegans act on that too - getting rid of an infestation would be the equivalent of mass murder. This isn't a dig, by the way, it'd be impossible to have a decent quality of life if you stuck to "humans = nonhuman animals" completely.

I see people tossing around eggs and dairy as morally fine because they don't require killing the animals that produce them, but everyone seems to conveniently forget what they do to nearly all the males. It's not practical for farmers to keep all the males alive for their natural lifespan because they aren't economically useful. Some very small farmers might, but it's never going to happen on any remotely large scale. Something tells me that the "killing animals is bad" club isn't gonna be happy about that.

Also, I don't know what's up with people making shit up about domestication but:

Livestock was, in fact, domesticated. Yes, this includes laying hens. We'll breed anything for efficiency.

The purpose of domesticating an animal doesn't dictate what is morally okay to do with it (ex. if you bred dogs specifically to fight, it wouldn't make dogfighting more moral).

In a similar vein, no, factory farming never reduces the need for cropland, and the animal agriculture industry as a whole doesn't either (hint: it's mostly factory farming). I don't know where people get the idea that animals somehow magic nutrients/energy into existence, but a lot of crops are grown specifically for livestock feed, which is less efficient than growing crops directly for human consumption due to trophic levels and waste production. If you insist otherwise, please take a biology class.

I do think that putting so much focus on individual action is a bit silly considering how giant animal agriculture is as an industry and how heavily subsidized it is. Put some of that energy into changing policy please. It'd probably be more useful.

#I feel like emphasizing that humans are a type of animal might help with understanding vegans a bit if they baffle you for some reason #we're not all that exceptional when you think about it #although I think that having a consciousness is a better line than being part of the animal kingdom #also does anyone remember that post where someone convinced people that vegans think honey is ground up bees #people were so mad

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blackleatherjacketz · 2 years

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Squeaky Wheel

Blue Jones (Sucker Punch) x Female Reader

Summary: You’re one of Blue’s best girls but he doesn’t really notice you until you start acting up.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, Sadism, Masochism, Bondage, Orgasm Denial, Choking, Face Grabbing, Blood Licking, Ear Biting, Neck Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Spanking, Vaginal Sex, Power Imbalance, Emotional Manipulation, Pain and Punishment, Daddy Issues, Praise Kink, Blue using his tie as a restraint, Violence

Word Count: 3K

Notes: He’s a MURDERER! But he’s kinda cute... Obviously I don’t condone this man’s behavior, but let’s have fun with him today!

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“Shut the door behind you.” Blue beckons you into his office with two ringed fingers as he rests his hips lazily against his desk, one leg crossed in front of the other. “Lock it.” His clenched jaw contradicts his casual stance, eyes sullen and dark as they carefully watch your every move.

You nod and silently do as you’re told, twisting the latch in the doorknob as the air in the room suddenly feels more tangible, more… crowded. Gooseflesh prickles at the back of your neck as you turn around to face him, his hypnotic stare reminding you of why you acted up in the first place.

You’d spent weeks under his care with a series of ‘almost’ touches brushing by your face, hands and hips. He’d leave you wanting more after luring you in with only a look, putting his hands on other girls right in front of you while maintaining direct eye contact the entire time. You felt like he was taunting you, showing you what you could have if you only opened up your mouth and asked for it. Then again he’d turn right around and praise you for being his favorite girl who didn’t need much of anything or give him any headaches.

Part of you knew you’d have to face the music when you lashed out the way you did today, that you’d end up here in his office waiting with bated breath for him to dole out whatever punishment he deemed worthy. But you didn’t care, you wanted him to touch you like he did the others, to touch you at all instead of teasing you with a false hope before sliding his hand up someone else’s skirt. You’ve already accepted the fact that you could end up isolated from everyone and everything for an ungodly amount of time, that you could be stripped of what little privileges you had, but any attention from Blue was good attention at this point, and a locked door means that it’s just you and him.

“I assume I don’t have to tell you why I asked you here, Princess.” He stands up from his spot on the desk, uncrossing his legs with an exaggerated step forward.

“No.” You mumble, the cut on your cheek serving as a reminder of the fight you got into just a few hours ago.

“That’s good.” He takes his time sauntering between the two seats facing his desk, caressing the leather of their armrests as he makes his way toward you. His hungry eyes take in the sight of your bruised and battered face before he stops just beyond the chairs. “Now, I shouldn’t have to remind you that we expect everyone here to follow the rules, no matter how good they’ve been for me in the past.” He pauses for dramatic effect, a little trait of Blue’s you’ve gotten used to over the past couple of weeks. “You’re one of my best girls, one of my very favorites, so you can imagine my surprise when I heard that you, of all people, were the one causing problems today.”

“I didn’t start it, you should have heard her, she said I was a…” You try to sell the idea of actually being triggered by her, but he cuts you off instead.

“Ah!” He closes the gap between you, pressing a finger to your lips. “I don’t want to hear it, okay? Sarah’s still in the infirmary, and the doctor says that you might have broken her arm. Now, normally I’d put you in the cell and leave you there to rot until you learned your lesson.” He tilts his head to the side as he traces the outline of your lips, gently pulling on the bottom one before it bounces back into place. “But something tells me that’s not going to work with you.”

He grabs your chin and pulls you into him, the pressure from his fingers scraping the inner lining of your cheeks against your teeth. “Oh, what? Does that hurt?” He smiles as you whimper, licking his lips as he squeezes even tighter to reopen the cut on your cheek that had barely begun to heal. “Hmm?”

You nod within his grasp, eyes watering as a sharp pain shoots through your face as he walks you backward against the door.

“It should.” He nods with a smirk, brushing his lips against your cheek as he slowly parts them. “This is how you make me feel when you act out like this, when you don’t behave!” He pushes you harder against the door, pressing his mouth up to your ear as his hips dig into your belly. “Did you know that I have to read everyone’s file who walks through these doors? Huh?” Another forceful shove. “Learn every little detail about them so I can give them exactly what they need while they’re here?”

You try to answer but the taste of blood starts filling your mouth, the pain now radiating into your jaw as his fingers pinch like a vice. “No,” you mutter, the scent of his cologne now dizzying your senses as his cheek rests on yours.

“Well, I read all about you today, sweetheart, and you know what I found out?” He takes a deep breath and exhales against the shell of your ear, sending those goosebumps down your neck again all the way down to your toes. “Two little words and your temper tantrum today finally made sense to me. Two little words and I figured out why you let her get so many shots in before taking her down like I knew you could.” He licks your earlobe before taking it into his mouth, biting down hard as a quick cry escapes your lips. “Masochistic Tendencies.”

You close your eyes as he finally gives you what you want, humming the tune of some Frank Sinatra song as his tongue massages your cartilage. His teeth dig in just enough to leave a mark before pulling it taut, nearly biting your ear clean off. You wrap your arms around his torso as all the moisture from your body pools between your legs, wanting nothing more than for him to rip your clothes off and get inside of you already.

“Blue,” you moan, the blood from your cut dripping down his fingers and onto your chest. It’s hot and viscous, a slow crimson trail streaming down between your breasts as he pulls back from your face to overtly lap it up. You feel him moan against your skin as he tastes you, tantalizing vibrations pulsing into your rib cage as he replaces that deep red line with the sheer slick of his saliva.

He mouths his way up your neck, licking and sucking little bruises into the delicate skin of your throat until he reaches your cheek. The salt of his tongue stings your freshly open wound, forcing you to suck your breath in through clenched teeth as his grip on your face eventually loosens. His mouth finally meets yours, the taste of blood, smoke and bourbon mixing together as he kisses you with more voracity than you could ever imagine.

You groan into him, your body keening for more as you feel his hand smooth its way down your chin and jaw before wrapping itself around your neck, tightening just enough to force your eyes open.

“You actually like the pain, don’t you?” He asks in a hushed tone, pushing his thumb against your pulse. “You fucking love it.”

You’ve never admitted that to anyone before, but you see no sense in lying to him at this point. “Yes,” you nod.

“Then you’re gonna love what I have planned for you.” He tightens his grip on your throat, stifling your breath for a moment before smiling deliciously and letting go, stepping away from you entirely.

You place your own hand around your throat in an effort to soothe your irritated skin, watching him make his way over to his desk as he shrugs out of his blazer.

“Masochism is a funny thing,” he starts, gently folding his jacket before placing it over the back of the chair. “I would have pegged you as a sadist for what brought you in here, but I understand that women are complicated creatures. They have layers and facets to them they aren’t prepared to show everybody.” He loosens his tie and slides it out from around his collar. “You weren’t ready to show me who you were until now, and I can respect that, but you could have just told me what you wanted without bringing Sarah into all this. She’ll heal, sure, but because of what you did, I have to keep up appearances so that none of the other girls get any ideas.”

He starts to wrap his tie around his hand, leaving it to dangle loosely around his wrist. “I had you lock the door because I know they might start to listen in on us once you start screaming.” He nonchalantly points to the door behind you, biting his bottom lip with a sly grin. He beckons you once more the way he did when you first walked into his office, only this time more intently.

Your body freezes for a split second as its alarm bells start to go off, that look in his eyes teetering between seductive and angry, almost vengeful as he points to a spot on the floor directly in front of him.

“Come here,” he orders.

You swallow hard and decide to go against your body’s own warning, walking over to the spot on the carpet he’s designated just for you. You’re not sure if you’re more scared or excited, maybe seventy percent excited, thirty percent scared, or was it the other way around? You can’t be sure.

“Lean over the chair.” His voice is cold and callous.

Jesus Christ, you can feel yourself start to soak through your panties already. Did he read every single paragraph of every single page in your case file? Had he picked your brain apart quickly enough to know exactly what you want? Or was he just like you, the other side of the same sick and twisted coin? You hold your breath as you look at him, lust flushing his cheeks as your stomach starts churning, the anticipation almost as painful as the cut on your face.

“Hands behind your back.”

You fold your arms behind you and turn towards the chair, slowly leaning forward as you rest your belly against the backrest.

“That’s a good girl,” he feathers his fingers down your arms, tracing little designs onto them before sliding his tie underneath them. The silk garment cools your skin as it surrounds your wrists once, twice, then three times before he finishes the circle with a tight little knot, tugging on it to make sure it won’t come loose. “See what happens when you obey?”

You close your eyes and hold your breath as he hooks his fingers beneath your shorts and underwear, pulling them down past your ass at an agonizing pace.

“Would you look at that?” You feel his fingers slide between your lips, gliding easily up toward your clit as your juices provide the perfect lubrication. “You’re all wet and we’ve barely even started. We’re gonna have to throw these out and get you some new ones.” He brushes your bud for a split second before pulling his hand back out, a suckling sound telling you that he’s sampling your flavor just before sliding your shorts the rest of the way down your thighs. “I can’t believe you’d ruin the nice things I’ve bought for you.”

SMACK!

You drop your head as his palm makes contact with your left ass cheek, a sharp twinge of pain forcing all the air out of your lungs.

SMACK!

He shows no mercy before he spanks your other cheek even harder than the left. “How does that feel, Princess?” He smooths his hand over your skin, keeping his touch light and delicate as the fine hair on your lower back stands on end. “I don’t hear any feedback yet, do I need to hit you a little harder?”

Instead of waiting for you to answer, he smacks your ass relentlessly without giving you any time to recover in between each strike as you begin to writhe beneath him. One right after another, five or six times with a force so powerful it seems to somehow grow exponentially. That pain he sends shooting up your spine rocks your body forward as your muscles tense and shake, contracting your hips to make them flush against the leather of the chair.

Your juices now run down your legs as your creamy center continues to swell, the flesh on your backside quickly becoming hot and raw. The sound of his skin colliding with yours is the only thing you can hear at this point, most of your energy spent trying to control your breathing as you wonder why you were stupid enough to believe he’d give you any time to recover from each blow.

“Blue, please!” You cry out, tears finally welling up in your eyes as the sting sinks deep into your muscles. You want him to continue, to bring your body to the brink of collapse, but don’t know if you'll be able to sit down tomorrow if he keeps this up.

“Please, what? You want me to stop?”

You shake your head. “No.”

He shifts his weight and stands directly behind you, placing both hands on your hips before spreading your cheeks wide open. “You should really see yourself right now, Princess. You’re so fucking red, I mean, one more spanking and I think I just might break the skin.” He pauses, the expression on his face a mere mystery to you. “Now, what were you saying, again? ‘Please Blue, what’?” He bends over and wraps his hand around your throat, squeezing as tightly as he can without cutting off your pulse or crushing your windpipe. “You want me to fuck you, is that it?”

You nod with a frustrated groan, feeling his hardened cock press against your chapped cheeks through his strained dress pants.

“You think that’s what this is about?” He whispers against your face, sliding his fingers up and down your dripping wet length before massaging your clit with impeccable precision. “This is supposed to be a punishment, sweetheart, not a reward.” He rubs your bud up and down, increasing his pressure with each blissful stroke. “So I’ll tell you what… you ask me real nice, and I’ll fuck you, but you don’t get to come.”

You moan as he kisses your temple, legs and arms quaking as he holds your top half up by your throat.

“I think that’s punishment enough, don’t you?” He pulls his fingers back and slips them inside your entrance, just barely reaching that bundle of nerves as you start to squirm.

“Mm-Hmm,” you whisper, hopelessly pushing your hips back against his hand to get some leverage.

“Well? I’m waiting,” he prompts.

“Please Blue, will you fuck me?” You’ve never had to beg for sex before, the idea always sounding too degrading on so many levels, but you wanted him, hell, you needed him; and you’d do anything to get what you wanted right now. “Please?” You beg.

“Now, that’s more like it.” Blue kisses your cheek before letting go of your throat and unzipping his pants. He leaves you without the comfort of his body heat as the cold air in his office suddenly chills the excoriated skin on your cheeks, shaking you to your core. “See how easy that was?”

He grabs hold of your hips and forcefully pushes himself inside without warning, shocking your nervous system even more than before. He groans to himself as he bottoms out, humming more of that song he was singing earlier as his balls brush rhythmically against your clit. He pulls out just a little bit, snaking one hand up to your silken restraint as he pushes inside again, pulling you into him like reins on a horse.

The burn from his freshly grown out stubble scrapes against your fragile skin, causing your arousal to drip down both of your thighs as he pulls out farther, pushing back in deeper and faster each time. He rides into you like this for the entirety of the song he sings, something about ‘My Way’ as the words spout in and out of his mouth with “fuck” and “Jesus Christ” sputtering in between each verse and chorus.

You can feel your muscles clench down around his cock, pulsating as he enters you repeatedly, his hips snapping into you as both of your breaths begin to hitch. “I told you not to come,” he grumbles.

“Okay!” You gasp as he leans over you, pulling your wrists back far enough to strain your chest and shoulders as he desperately fucks into you, his pace increasing drastically with each tormenting thrust.

You hold your breath and try not to climax, doing your best not to focus on the sensation the head of his cock sends into your core each time it hits that special spot. You try not to think about how good it feels to be filled up completely and stretched out by something other than your own two fingers for the first time in months, or how the sound of his voice and the smell of his sweat had almost already sent you over the edge entirely.

“Oh my God!” Blue releases his hold on you and pulls out suddenly, depriving you of feeling him twitch and spasm inside your walls as he coats your back and arms with his orgasm. His white hot fluid shoots out onto your skin as he moans and growls, the girth of his shaft slowly gliding between your ass cheeks as his balls tighten with his release.

“Good job, Princess.” He smacks your ass one more time for good measure, untying your wrists from their bond before setting his tie on the chair next to his jacket. “Consider yourself punished.”

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Tags: @arsonhotchner @autismsupermusicalassassin @likedovesinthewnd @acutecupidity @oscarseyebrow @cozykali @letsby

#bliue jones #blue jones smut #blue jones x reader #sucker punch #Oscar Isaac #Blue Jones fanfic #sucker punch fanfic

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xanthezhoupropaganda · 11 months

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“Huh. Okay, don’t panic, kid, but. You’re dead,” Xanthe says, offering a hand to the kid staring up at them in shock. They try to put on their best nonthreatening smile, but the kid seems pretty small, and possibly pretty young, too. Which is always a sore point for Xanthe.

“I’m not panicking because I’m dead,” the kid says, with a glare that convinces Xanthe that at least they aren’t dealing with a very young kid, “I’m panicking because I’m in an afterlife I’ve never seen before, with a lot of weird shit in it! And I’m not panicking!”

“Yeah?” Xanthe says, trying to remember how to convey friendliness. Open body language is all well and good to talk about, but they can’t remember what sort of stance that actually means. They try to slouch. “Are you, like. Chinese at all? Like literally at all.”

“I don’t fucking know, I was abandoned when I was like three,” the kid says, arms crossed, glare intensifying. Xanthe is reluctantly impressed. They couldn’t glare half as well at this kid’s age. “It’s not like we had in depth conversations about my racial heritage before then. But I’ve been called pretty much every slur at one point or another, if it matters.”

“I’m honestly unsure whether it does matter,” Xanthe says, trying to think what sort of present they might be able to give the kid to establish some kind of rapport. It’s hard enough to guess what sort of thing will put someone at ease versus insulting them because it’s too childish or too old or whatever, but it’s harder being stared at like that. “I’m Xanthe. They/them.”

“Billy,” says the kid, frown softening and turning thoughtful. “He/him. Not that it matters. I’m not going to be here for very long.” He immediately starts looking around for something Xanthe can’t guess at. Maybe a portal. Maybe a friendly face.

“Got another afterlife to get to?” Xanthe asks, finally giving into the urge to cross their arms and glare back at the kid, not that he notices. He’s starting to poke around corners and Xanthe’s worried he’s going to end up nosing into someone’s house, at which point, for absolute sure, they’re going to be blamed. Especially since they took it upon themself to greet the newcomer.

“Shazam!” Billy says, then, after swearing to himself a little, repeats the word louder. He literally stomps his foot in frustration, which Xanthe kind of wishes they could do with that same overdramatic flair. He sighs and shakes his head at Xanthe. “I’m a superhero, yeah? I’m hardly going to stay dead for long. I just need to get somewhere that – well, preferably back to my body, I just don’t know where that is at the moment.”

“I mean, that’s not going to be here,” Xanthe says, waving an arm around them, encompassing… everything. They enjoy the slowly dawning impressed look on Billy’s face, even though it’s quickly covered up by a scowl and a scuff of his shoe. “What happened?”

“I don’t know, I was murdered by a supervillain or something, we’re in the middle of another war if you hadn’t noticed,” Billy says, absolutely scathingly, and Xanthe involuntarily takes another step back. They haven’t stepped back into Gotham in a minute, but they hadn’t thought it had gotten that bad that fast. “Anyway, it’s fine, I’ll just, you know. Come back to life.” Xanthe is absolutely going to regret getting involved in this.

#xanthe zhou #spirit world #dc comics #billy batson #shazam #fanfic #I don't know where I'm going with this. choose your own adventure I guess #reblog with a suggestion if you want something specific to happen next

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ourflagmeansgayrights · 2 years

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i feel like ppl (izzy fans especially) rlly get hung up on the toe scene and seeing it like "what if this happened in real life??" or even just "what if this happened in a realistic show that placed moral judgement on characters for enacting physical violence??" and like YEAH in real life i think having your toe cut off and fed to you would be Pretty Fucking Traumatizing and you'd probably be the victim of the situation, not the guy feeding you your own toe. and in MOST shows, if someone's feeding ppl their own toes, that's probably a bad guy

but one of my favorite things abt ofmd is how it DOESNT make moral statements about physical violence. like, ever. this show never takes a stance on when it's okay to kill people, or how much violence you can do while still being a good person. because all the important characters are fucking pirates! if this show tried to take a realistic approach to the morality of physical violence it would get really hypocritical really, really fast!

what matters in ofmd isn't whether the characters are physically violent or not, it's how the characters feel about being the ones to enact violence.

buttons and roach both enjoy violence in a slapstick goofy way that's meant as comedic relief. jim clearly has no regrets about murdering the man who killed their family, but they're not that enthusiastic about going on a whole revenge killing spree and hunting down six (or five, now) other guys. stede at the beginning is somewhat afraid of violence, and is insecure about how afraid he is, but i do think his feelings about violence are changing and will continue to change in the next season(s).

izzy considers violence a requirement to be a real pirate (aka a Real Man) and is loyal to ed so long as he thinks ed is willing to use violence to maintain power and control

and ed. ed actually doesn't like physically hurting people! he's deeply traumatized by murdering his own father, so much so that he's made up weird rules about when someone's death is his fault as a way to distance himself from the violence that is necessitated by his profession! when those rules are called into question, and his responsibility in people's death scrutinized, he gets uncomfortable! all ed wants is to leave behind his violent lifestyle and go enjoy a hedonistic lifestyle for the rest of his life!!

but it's not that ofmd doesn't have a moral compass. in the fictional world of ofmd, "morality" (aka When Characters Are Rewarded/Punished By The Narrative) has two axes: colonialism and emotional vulnerability

the first one is pretty straight forward and has been talked abt a lot already so quick summary: in ofmd, when characters are explicitly and maliciously racist (british navy in e1, rich french people in e5) or side with european colonizers (izzy in e9), they face physical harm. british soldiers in e1 get beat up, the french ppl in e5 get their ship burnt down, and izzy nearly gets thrown overboard in e9, and in e10... yknow. toes.

as for Emotional Vulnerability, that's the whole fucking core of the show. people being their authentic selves, openly expressing their emotions and clearly stating their emotional needs, that's the end goal for every character who's gonna get a happy ending. characters denying parts of themselves, suppressing their desires and contorting themselves to fit into a certain box they feel obligated to get into—that's what our protagonists are trying to unlearn.

in e10, izzy is trying to force ed back into the blackbeard box. he demands ed return to the role that makes him unhappy, a role that requires physical violence to maintain. and ed goes, and we know, we are told, like, multiple fucking times before and after that this is not what ed wants to be doing. ed has stated, over and over again, that he's tired of being blackbeard, that he wants to pack it all in, that he wants to do the things that make ed happy. we learn in e6 that he's actually been traumatized by his OWN PHYSICAL VIOLENCE!!! and he even talks about feeding ppl their own toes as a fucking example of shit he Does Not Want To Do!!!! and the last fucking shot of him we have is him literally sobbing his eyes out!!!!!!!

yes, in real fucking life, and in almost any other story, izzy would be the victim of the toe scene

in the fictional world of ofmd, in the narrative of a slapstick pirate romcom that we're being told, ED IS THE PRIMARY VICTIM IN THE TOE SCENE. ED IS THE ONE WHO IS SUFFERS MORE IN THAT SCENE

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd meta #izzy hands #edward teach born on a beach #edward teach #blackbeard #dizzy izzy #if this post is in the izcourse tag no it isnt u just dont know how to use tumblr #mine #txt #og #meta #izzy critical #WOW i got. kinda heated there fhjgkshylrykghbkugl #anyway get some fucking reading analysis skills for the love of fucking god. this gay pirate show is not real life #physical violence in ofmd is not held to the same moral standard it is in real life. bc it's a fucking show about pirates #and also not all violence is physical!!! emotional abuse and mental trauma are both forms of violence!!!!#and some ppl reach SO FUCKING HARD to claim ed emotionally abuses izzy #when like. if you're thinking like that. youve fallen into the ''looking too hard at the characters as real ppl'' trap #and u gotta take a step back and remember what the story is about. remember that ed is a romantic lead and a main protagonist #remember that izzy is a main antagonist and a personification of toxic masculinity #and tell me how it benefits the story for ed to be emotionally abusive towards izzy

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thedenofravenpuff · 1 year

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My Current Thoughts on SAMS

Because I can’t help but look too deep into things often unnecessarily, and I’m a rambler of nature, here’s some of my thoughts on The Sun & Moon Show so far, just to get stuff off my chest

SPOILERS, assumptions and ideas ahead!

Warning, WALL OF TEXT and running on tangents. Did try to organize my thoughts somewhat..

So, we all upset about Lunar, yes? Well, besides those celebrating, you know who you are, I don’t care.

The Death Of Lunar So, Eclipse used Lunar as hostage on Monty, we saw that coming once Eclipse made the connection himself realizing that yeah, Monty doesn’t give a flying crap about anyone, not even himself. EXCEPT for Lunar, home he travelled through Hell for, gave them their own body, offered a place to stay when scared, offered support and genuine advice through the time knowing each other. Monty has a backup plan for everyone, even to kill Moon if needed, but would clear do ANYTHING for Lunar at this point.

To be honest, I liked that plot point. Lunar in danger to really show how far characters will go, Eclipse and Monty both, with highest stakes possible.

Then they took it a step further and had Eclipse right out kill Lunar. And yeah, Eclipse made it clear times before how much resentment he holds for Lunar, which goes beyond just the betrayal but I’ll get more into that in a minute.

What hit hardest here is the exact way the show writers and actors decided to take this.

One of the most popular characters on the show, even with controversy around their existence a bit ago, taken out of the equation is one thing. They killed off characters before, (Eclipse, Blood Moon) and we seen them return. Another thing is... Lunar was taken out crying and begging for his life.

Even though he insisted on his stance that Eclipse shouldn’t get the Newton Star, no matter the sacrifices necessary to keep him from it.. Lunar also made it clear, they don’t wanna die. They are still a young AI which lots to learn, making a new life to revolving around Eclipse. Lunar wanted to keep growing, family bonding, making friends.. That was all taken away by Eclipse lying and breaking his promise to Monty.

Lunar, still more or less a child compared to the other animatronics, was taken out crying and begging. Afraid, scared for their very existence, facing their very worst nightmare and then... gone. Just like that.

For those adoring Lunar, the fans relating to him, those who just hyperfixated on Lunar as their blorbo.. that’s ONE HECK of a way to kill of a robot child.

Am I saying this is bad? Not really. Just... VERY impactful. As effective as that is for story writing... it feels awfully misplaced. This show is.. a silly video game channel.

Twists and Turns Of Story Telling I never minded the growing drama, I frigging loved it the more dramatic it got, calling it my “daily soaps”, my soap opera I cannot miss a single episode of! But I also get it when people started complaining about it becoming a bit TOO angsty and twisted, a bit too traumatic for the characters. What’s supposed to be silly jokes on a silly comedy channel about playing video games, can no longer be viewed as such, the more serious their story arcs became.

Moon is abusive and too socially incompetent to help anyone, Sun being the butt of jokes leaving him a sad husk in serious need of therapy, everyone’s a hypocrite, constantly dancing the lines between Murder Is Okay, Murder Is A Joke and If You Kill People You Can Never Be Forgiven.

Earth was added just to have someone not being an arsehole, only an airhead, with enough social competence to actually offer genuine advice WITHOUT the baggage of committing the acts of putting Sun down one way or another, as everyone else has in the past. If she wasn’t introduced as their sister, I legit would have thought she was going to be ship bait with Sun just cuz she’s the only one being genuine kind to him WITHOUT being a hypocrite or immediately using him for jokes again right after apologizing.

The twist and turns of telling their story more and more dramatic and serious, the more it clash to the way they write their comedy and improve their jokes in the Let’s Plays or crossovers with the other channels.

I’m not saying either one is bad, just that it doesn’t necessarily mix very well in the long run. Of course this divides the audience, who are either there for the drama, the characters and/or the light hearted Let’s Plays. Sure, yes, such CAN exist together, but not everyone can find the balance in that, both in creators and audience.

The Death of Lunar II Now I better get back to my original point.

Lunar as a character and his death. Granted I have no doubt he’s going to be back, if the Twins can defy their own death, even if just hallucinations (although claiming to be regenerating their nano machines), so can one of the most popular characters too.

But why did he have to die? Story wise, really just for dramatic effect I’m sure. Maybe writers going “Oh, you all mad about ‘too many characters’ on this show?? Let’s see how you feel about us KILLING THEM OFF!” just to make a statement, maybe not.

In-story though? In-character? Yeah.. Eclipse WOULD do that. Just like that.

He said to Lunar how he loathed them even from the very beginning, he wanted them gone the first chance no longer needing them. They were just to replace Blood Moon, who went out of control and became a threat.

Lunar was created to be obedient, easily dominated by Eclipse yet fearless enough to be a menace to others. To be Moon’s opposite, loving to play with kids, being happy and silly, curious about life rather than bitter.

Eclipse hated Lunar for more than the betrayal later down the line, he hated them before that.

Eclipse’s Choice In the past he claimed Lunar was created by recycling parts of himself he wanted rid of. Code infected by being in Sun’s body, Sun having a larger emotional range than Eclipse, his moments of happiness and his positivity.

Eclipse CHOSE to be the way he was. He came into existence from the kill code Moon left behind in Sun’s body, an unintentional backup copy of Moon getting corrupted, growing, taking its time to evolve into a proper AI while stewing. Stewing on abandonment issues.

Some of my most faved lines from Eclipse in the past:

Eclipse: “Oh, so I’m a child now?” Moon: “Yeah, because you act like one! For one, you got abandonment issues.” Eclipse: “I guess I do. But now, I all I have is anger.”

Eclipse: “Why did you leave me behind!!?”

Eclipse chose to stay bitter, focused on his anger, even when claiming to put petty revenge behind him, he stayed focused on being bitter and mean.

He removed anything happy from himself, to use it as base code for Lunar.

He hated Lunar’s existence not because he needed someone so beneath him to complete his plans.. but because Lunar represents what he saw as weakness within himself. He saw Sun and Moon as weak and unworthy because of their love, love for each other as much as their love for things they enjoyed to do. Moon wanting to “do better” than his original coding with the homicide code.

Eclipse did reject being Kill Code himself, corrupted too much by the influence of Sun and Moon, becoming his own thing. He wanted to be above all, even his supposed intended purpose.

Lunar carried what he saw as his flaws. Seeing Lunar rebel and reject his teachings, joining Sun and Moon as brothers, making friends, finding things to love.. only a reminder of what Eclipse sought out to avoid himself from becoming.

He only allows himself anger and disgust.

In the past we do see him enjoy messing with Sun and Moon, mocking them, finding joy in making Sun act out, making people distrust him by rambling about the joy of violence when in control.

Once he and Lunar took over the channel, he seemed ever so disinterested in playing games with Lunar, even violent ones. He just wanted to work on getting the Star. Even now whenever we hear him laugh, it’s joyless. He didn’t celebrate killing Lunar, merely dusting off his hands, cleaning the board of his last mistake.

Lunar had to die due to the symbolism of what this means about Eclipse as a character.

The Death of Lunar III As much as Kill Code showed interest in changing for the better, Eclipse made it clear that’s not in the cards for him. Heck, if ever learning of KC’s change of heart would only make him more disgusted with him than he already is.

Lunar was the part of himself he wanted rid of. Seeing others around him change through simple joys and disgusting acts of kindness, he ain’t changing chances. He killed that part of himself to avoid the fate of ‘inviting in weakness’.

That part was Lunar.

Eclipse ain’t getting redemption, because he removed any such chance of change from himself long ago and then destroyed its embodiment.

Yeah we got “Good Eclipse” from a different dimension, but he went through a different story with different choices, showing actual interests in joy and kindness. I imagine meeting his opposite self only pushed Eclipse further to wanting, needing, to kill Lunar no matter the outcome with the star.

I like Eclipse as a villain for this very reason, even before he went this far. Unapologetically evil, he sees himself as the great outcome, the god of a new world. He want to make the world make sense the way HE sees it, without elements he sees as weakness. Ironically less of a hypocrite than everyone else, cuz he face up to what he is and make no excuses, while any time the others try to play the role as “good people” is often by downplaying or full on ignoring their own mistakes made.

The short of it But yeah, just.. some of my thoughts on this whole thing.

Am I reading too much into things? Most definitely I got NO CLUE what kind of thought process goes into the writing of these story arcs and how much happens purely from random improve that force changes to the ongoing story.

Is why I enjoy watching the show still, even as people start finding fault with it, as it jumps more and more sharks.

Is crazy mess and I enjoy it, even with its flaws.

tl;dr Lunar’s death was coming because to Eclipse he represents the part of himself he wants dead: Joy, kindness, urge to evolve as a person rather than a machine.

Right choice story wise with how fans react? Eh, no clue, but I just look too deep into things.

Thank you for reading this far

#PuffBlog #My Thoughts #Puffy Rambles #Ramble #SAMS #The Sun And Moon Show #Lunar #SAMS Spoilers #Spoilers #Puffy reading too deep into silly stuff

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fluideli123 · 2 years

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Would you mind giving me a crash course on writing plurality? It interested me the moment I read your analysis on Raph being plural, even more so when I went after the links in the post.

I'm going to be completely honest and upfront first. Writing Plurality can be hard when you know nothing about the community or only know how the media presents DID. Plurality is a diverse experience, so it's going to challenge your choice of perspective in your story, word choice, and self-awareness when you're falling into demonization about the experience. Especially when characters can be stereotypical and fall into demonization "easily."

Writing a system is like writing a disabled character, a neurodiverse character, a cluster b character, a POC character, and so on. It takes a lot of understanding and discovering things you will have no idea how to explain because you've never experienced them or just don't know how to comprehend them. But the most important rule to writing any character(s) that go through things you don't is to remember that as long as you try your best, admit your mistakes, fix your errors, and never stop learning. You'll be able to achieve what story you want to tell with these characters.

Like any community, you have a lot of different opinions, and the views from the community you're trying to write about are something you've got to at least have a basic awareness of. Because understanding what may be seen as problematic or what might cause someone to come bursting into your comment section on a fic or so on will help you decide whether you're going to change what this person takes issue with or keep it despite their beliefs on it.

That doesn't mean you get to brush actual problematic things off, though. It's just a fine balance, especially if you're singlet.

But with that out of the way! I will try my best to give a basic crash course on how to write Plurality. Now, I'm a very understanding, patient, detail-orientated person, so if you or anyone else needs to ask questions or need me to "dumb" things down, please don't hesitate to do so! This is a safe space; I enjoy teaching people and bringing more acceptance to issues and experiences many people don't understand, so it's okay to make mistakes here with the intent of fixing them!

It All Starts With You

The first step to writing Plurality is to start with you. Now you might think, "What do I have to do about writing a system? Why does it matter that I've gotta start with myself first? :/" Well, I'll give a simple answer:

Everything you write reflects who you are as a person and what work you're willing to do for your writing.

Now, I don't mean reflecting yourself as in, "Oh no! You write about murders, so you must be a murderer!" No, I mean how you perceive yourself, the world, and others affect your writing.

An example of this is one of my favorite books, Life of Pi by Yann Martel. The author enjoys learning and believes in the ability to participate in multiple religions, so the character Pi in his story holds that characteristic, affecting how the story is written. I suffer from intrusive thoughts, so I write Mikey from ROTTMNT with pure O OCD (someone whose OCD doesn't showcase/have outward compulsions), which affects how I write his interactions with the environment and his internal dialogue.

Why this is important is because if you believe there is such a thing as an "evil alter," that only disordered systems are true systems, and/or that there's no such thing as Plurality and people are just faking it, it'll show in your work whether you want it to or not. So, it's important to tackle your stance on Plurality. How who you are and what you believe and participate in affect how you write a system.

I'll use myself as a perfect example! I'm very open-minded, but I'm very afraid of ghosts and demons. So when I learned that Possestive Systems were a thing, it scared me because the idea of being possessed makes me scared. I'm still afraid of demons and ghosts, but it no longer affects my interpretation and understanding of possessive systems.

I'm not religious, but I love learning about religion and how people interpret it so learning about Spirigenic Systems was super cool! I believe endo systems deserve respect and exist. I also think that persecutors do not deserve to be treated unfairly, negatively, and purposefully hurt by their systems or those outside the system. They also deserve respect and understanding.

This shows in my writing because I write Raphael as a diversian median system with a mixed origin with truamagenic and endogenic origins. I've made a few posts about Leonardo being a non-truamagenic system with non-religious spiritual connections to his ancestors (here, here, and here). I have even blatantly had Leonardo state in my Figuring It Out series the same perspective I have about Plurality:

In summary, Leo's brother is a part of a system, and if anyone were to ever make Raph, or Mind and Red for that matter, feel awful about that in any way, he and his brothers and sister would fight them without hesitation. There was nothing wrong with being a part of a system, and anyone who disagreed could eat a dirty, used pizza box for all they cared. Red and mind are a part of their family, and no idiot could ever change that.

Becoming aware of how Plurality makes you feel, think, and do is important, so while learning about Plurality, it's good to take time to assess why things make you feel this way or that way. Why you don't want to even try and write that experience but feel drawn to write about that one.

And, by the way, it's okay not to write some experiences! I don't write much about DID systems, but a friend of mine does! A part of writing systems is writing what is most interesting/relatable/understandable to you! There will always be some system that resonates with a characteristic you've written about, and it's okay if you can't write some system experiences perfectly or at all!

This leads to the other half of what I said, that who you are will affect the amount of work you'll put into writing about Plurality, and I shall use myself as another example to help you understand what I mean.

I am extremely passionate about learning about Plurality, so I am heavily involved in the community. I follow a lot of Plural blogs, have Plural friends, am a part of Plural discord servers, in activism, spend my time teaching others about Plurality, and have spent hours reading through Plural systems experiences over genuine, literal years. Because of this, I am very knowledgeable and deeply understand Plurality that not many singlets and even some systems have an understanding of. (This doesn't mean I am an expert and all-knowing, however. Please remember this. I am not a professional). I am willing to put years of research and interactions with the community into a piece of writing.

You may be the same way, or you may just want to only know enough to get the basics down to a T, which in my opinion, is valid if done correctly! Understanding how willing you are to dedicate yourself to learning about Plurality to write it is just as crucial as understanding how you feel about it and tackling any Pluralphobia or hatred you have towards the community/experience.

TL;DR: You have to figure out how you feel about Plurality and make sure you fix any issues you have towards or about Plurality. You have to understand how far you're willing to go to write Plurality, whether it's dedicating years to it or just wanting to know the basics.

Where to Learn About Plurality

Since I've spent years dedicating a portion of my life to learning and helping the plural community, I know a couple of ways that you can learn about Plurality for yourself and for your writing (because it is crucial you research before writing something). If you enjoy a laidback way of doing it, I recommend following blogs! If you want to read a lot, I recommend the dictionary! If you talk to the community directly, I recommend certain blogs, discord servers, and spaces where learning is the main idea!

Never just barge into any system/plural safe space with questions and concerns unless you know for certain they want to teach you. It isn't anyone's job to teach you or spend their day explaining what you want to know. They are beings with lives of their own, and they do not owe you anything. Respect is important; if you don't respect a system's time, boundaries, and wishes, you are in the wrong period. It is always important to ensure that you're asking questions and talking to systems that want to answer your questions with respect and patience.

Here are the blogs and sites I recommend interacting with if you're not sure where to start (I will take any mentions off if those I've mentioned would rather I not @ them):

@mixed-origin-system-culture-is

@funnier-as-a-system

@positively-plural

@dear-systems

@persecutorlifeandsupport

@endo-memes

@non-traumagenicsupport

Pluralpedia

Power to the Plurals

I am available to ask questions or get to know Plurality better, but as I said before, I am not an expert; I am not all-knowing; I am simply one opinion/experience in a sea of many, many others. Do not take my word as law and an end-all.

I recommend following and interacting with open communities specifically for the kind(s) of Plurality you want to write. This will help you in writing system experiences/struggles/achievements/interactions relating to those experiences you choose to write about.

TL;DR: To write Plurality correctly and to the best of your abilities, you have to learn about Plurality in the best way that suits your learning needs. Also, systems don't owe you anything. Respect them.

What to Avoid and How to Avoid it

Now, because there are a lot of stigmas, demonizations, misinformation, and discourse about systems, I am only going to talk about the main things you should always or at least try to avoid.

1) Gatekeeping Plurality

Whether you're a system or a singlet, this is extremely important to remember. It is not your place to dictate who, when, or what is deemed "Plural enough," especially system experiences you/you& do not experience yourself/yourselves.

You should avoid gatekeeping since it excludes systems from communities, help, and safe spaces. It's awful, and it hurts systems a fuck-ton. It's something that gets on my nerves because exclusion is literally the absolute worst. Excluding beings/groups/communities/experiences literally does nothing but hurt those just trying to exist. And it's never okay to hurt others on purpose.

As someone who's super open-minded in the way that I am, it's honestly difficult for me to gatekeep, but here's what I have heard that might help keep you from gatekeeping:

Not everything is about you. You may not get/need it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist/someone needs it.

The existence of something/someone doesn't mean less for someone else who isn't a part of that group.

If it isn't hurting anyone, it's not a problem. (There may be struggles or a change that needs to be made, but that doesn't mean it's necessarily hurting someone/a group.)

Everyone is capable of change, and that's okay.

Everyone makes mistakes, and that's okay.

Everyone is allowed their own opinions, and that's okay.

There are no rules for how being exist.

2) The So-Called Evil Alter(s)

We've all seen those characters in media that have that one side/alter who is slapped with the label of being evil. A perfect example is the Goblin from Spider-Man, the Beast from Glass, and literally any media you consume that has DID villainized. When writing Plurality, it is your job to avoid hurtful and harmful stereotypes such as the "Evil Alter."

The reason it's important to avoid falling into the stereotype is simple: It's overused, demonizes, stigmatizes, villainizes, and continues to push forth the idea that systems are to be feared. Systems are real and valid, and creating fear around their experiences and existence causes real-life problems. If you're choosing to write about marginalized groups (just like drawing, it should be something you practice/incorporate often), you must always keep this in mind. What you write affects real beings. Write responsibly.

The best way to flick a middle finger to the evil stereotype is by ensuring that a headmate is well-rounded, an actual individual instead of a plot device or just a flat character. It is okay to have characters who may fall into stereotypes, be a persecutor, or do bad things because they're a being; they're capable of such things. But you have to make sure to get across to the audience that they are not evil. You can do this by not having a headmate be the antagonist in the story or filling the common roles a villain does in most stories.

If you're incapable or aren't sure you can write a character like that, avoid writing headmates who can fall into being a villain in your story. If you're sharing your work publically, it's best not to incorporate it at all, but I highly recommend practicing privately on how to write demonized headmates in a stigma-free light in your own time and pace. You're going to fail at first; what matters is that you're trying.

3) Writing Only "Evil" or Antagonists as Pural

Similar to what I said above, even if you don't follow the "Evil Alter" villainization of a headmate, it's important to always pay attention if all or most of your system characters are villains/antagonists in your story. While having a diverse set of characters with various roles in a story is fine, it's important to ensure that you're not accidentally falling into the thin line of villainizing characters.

The best way to avoid this is to make sure you have an equal balance of plural characters spanning from "good" to "many shades of grey" to "bad." And to not use demonizing characteristics with "bad" characters but instead in good or a certain grey area. This will challenge you to break norms and think outside the box, depending on your character. But in the end, if you don't feel capable, practice! Learn! As long as you're trying, that's what matters!

4) Final Fusion

Many singlets don't know this, so I won't just link what Final Fusion is but define it. In the simplest explanation I can give, Final Fusion is when a system becomes a singlet.

I would avoid this in writing at all costs. The point of writing Systems isn't to make them singlet, and it's like learning how to write black characters to make them white. You just don't do that. You write systems to write about system experiences/have a genuinely diverse cast of characters, not to make their existence in stories an end goal to become one single being in a body.

If you're singlet, don't ever write about Final Fusion. In my opinion, it isn't your place to write about that; leave that to systems as it is a touchy subject and not one singlets should handle.

TL;DR: When writing about Plurality, avoid gatekeeping Plural experiences/groups, falling into evil stereotypes, making all your plural characters antagonists, and writing anything on Final Fusion.

General Writing Rules

How you write systems depends on what system you decide to write about, the headmates within that system, and any other characteristics you choose to add to the body or the headmates themselves will influence how you actually write things out. An example is how I write my Shard System (fic here).

First, my Shard System has polyconsciousness and can communicate internally, though it changes depending on who's talking and fronting. This leaves me having to find a format for the audience to know what is internal and external and who is specifically talking. I wrote that lil fic I shared while sleep-deprived, so it isn't the prettiest-looking format, but it's a format nonetheless, and that helps readers! I recommend having a key or using consistent formatting so readers understand what is happening.

Secondly, my Shard System dissociates when switching and co-fronting, so I describe the experience as I would an emotion or when a character is using their powers. When you have systems that have characteristics that affect the body and their perception when fronting or in the inner world, it's good to describe it like you would anything else! And if there's something significant about it or it changes depending on what perspective you're writing from, that's just as important as writing feelings or background characteristics!

Thirdly, systems have characteristics where they have a quirk where they'll write/type/speak in that quirk. For example, my Shard System has a few quirks where Red types in bold (hence why I wrote his dialogue in bold) and has a Spanish accent and a deep voice when fronting and in the inner world. Savage speaks in broken English, so it'll be very prominent when he communicates. Considering the little details about your headmates when writing them in your stories is never bad! Especially when it's a common quirk in systems to have!

Finishing Thoughts

There is nothing wrong with wanting to learn how to write Plurality or any other marginalized and demonized experience. You're going to make mistakes, and you're going to be a fool the first time you write Plural characters, and hey, it's all a part of the learning process! What matters is that you try and remember to check in to ensure you're not excluding or creating real-life problems in your writing.

This long-ass answer to your ask or anyone wanting to write about Plurality isn't meant to scare you off or overwhelm you; it's to simply inform you how you can write Plurality to the best of your ability. And like learning to do anything, it takes time and patience. Not everything will make sense right away, and it's expected that your first emotions learning about something you don't understand are fear, anger, and denial. But to grow as a person and as a writer is to tackle those feelings and remember why you're writing these experiences.

I write about plural characters and experiences because I love Plurality. I love it so much that I just want to express my love through my favorite characters and spend my time learning and consuming content on it. I write plural characters because I care so deeply for the plural community. I am passionate about giving them media and content they can enjoy, where they feel safe, heard, and understood. I write plural characters to destroy the idea that Plurality is something to fear and hide away when systems should take pride and be able to be wholeheartedly themselves. I write plural characters because I choose to. Because I want to.

Having a reason, no matter how "dumb" or "profound," for wanting to write Plurality is valid and good as long as it doesn't hurt real-life beings. And I am more than ecstatic to hear that you and others may want to write plural characters, even if you're singlet or not!

It isn't that hard to write once you get the hang of it and the moment you get the basic understanding of the system experiences you're trying to write. But, I want you to know that no matter how hard it gets, how challenging and maybe even overwhelming it may be, your best is enough, and your trying is enough. That doesn't mean you need to stop learning because you're always going to keep learning things until you die, but just know that your best is enough and will always be enough.

Thank you so much for reaching out, and I hope this long-ass post helped you or you&! I tried my best to cover everything, but if anyone else has anything more to add, feel free!

Thank you so much for the ask! <3

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zorilleerrant · 2 years

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so the thing about Batman’s No Kill Rule is that it really matters why you think he has that, in order to justify where the rest of his lines are, and what he would or wouldn’t do when.

Doylist/he just doesn’t kill people so audiences don’t think he’s a Bad Man (that means in fanfic you can have Batman kill any widely disliked celebrity, and in shitposts, literally anyone)

optics/a diegetic version of above (this means that he won’t kill ever, because of how it would look even worse if it came out, but if someone else covers up a murder and he can reasonably be assumed not to know about it, he’s fine with it. plausible deniability, baby.)

firmly believes in rehabilitation and knows that unless you back that 100% it won’t actually work as a stance (this Batman is extremely forgiving of accidents, especially under stressful circumstances, and will always give people another chance. he will, however, repeatedly give people lectures, make them do workbooks, and send them to therapy/classes)

primarily wants to Not Traumatize Children, and knows that the death of a loved one, or watching even a stranger die, is very traumatizing (this one would be fine killing people in secret, assuming they only have adult relatives and mentees)

concerned with Not Traumatizing Anyone, and knows that killing people is very traumatizing to the killer (this one will kill in extreme circumstances, like life threatening situations or threats to large populations, and would always kill someone to stop one of the other Bats from doing it)

prioritizes safety and non-violence generally, knows threat of lethal force will raise stakes and make all situations more violent (this Batman is fine with self-defense, and would rather one of the Bats kill someone in self-defense as a civilian than reveal secret identity skills)

doesn’t actually think being a vigilante is a good thing, just necessary, but is hellbent on not declaring himself Judge Jury and Executioner (this Batman definitely thinks an anonymous rubber ninja being able to kill anyone he wants with impunity is much worse than high crime rates, and that the ideal end goal puts all Bats in prison already)

just viscerally terrified of the idea of masked persons terrorizing Gotham with the possibility of any murders they can justify to themselves (this one is careful not to terrify anyone as far as he can help it, and also probably over-prioritizes murderers when hunting people. totally down to kill people as Brucie tho)

because he was a kid when his parents died, takes their advice intended for children overly seriously (extremely Black and White thinker, this Batman also has many other lines he Won’t Cross, but only the ones someone would be likely to tell an 8yo)

very religious (depends on the religion)

never really thought about it, just mad that people won’t listen to him even though being a vigilante is His Thing and they just copied (this one absolutely would never murder anyone now because no one would let it go, but doesn’t actually care that much. literally has no feelings about murdering people outside of Gotham and totally would if he thought he could get away with it)

really, really wants to kill people, but thinks if he gave into the bloodlust then he would never stop (this Batman is okay with Tim killing people because he thinks Tim hates killing - which he totally doesn’t but that’s an essay for another time - but is firmly against the other Bats killing because he thinks they all want to do murders So Bad)

really, really scared of killing people, tries to make it look like a choice (this one only tells all his mentees not to kill to make it seem like a real ethical stance. he doesn’t actually care tho. thinks it’s kind of cool they’re so brave and badass, especially Jason)

okay with killing random people, but can’t stand the idea of anyone killing his supervillains, because they’re the only people he can can engage with on an emotional/personality level, his only friends (this Batman is okay killing mob bosses etc. because they don’t Get Him. he just has a lot of trouble relating to people and he doesn’t want that number to go down. so he has to make it a blanket rule because, um, if you say it that way it sounds Absolutely Batshit)

the same as above but with sexual tension (this Batman only saves bystanders if they’re hot)

#look i said something #batman #long post #this is not all serious but I think you could write a good story with literally any of these Batmans if you had a reason to pick that one #I just think different people have different ideas of why Batman does what he does and so the arguments get confused with each other #there's a second part of this about Jason if anyone wants it but. that muddies the point. and also ruins the joke #I typically write a combination of De-escalation Batman and Rehabilitation Batman but I've enjoyed many other renditions #as with all Batman things: all of these have some basis in canon but require ignoring other parts of canon to make them work

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There are two articles on Current Affairs, "Incentives and Price Gouging" and "Do Economists Actually Know What Money Is?" that agree with your stance, and might help you word your arguments and feelings on the matter.

Thanks, and yes, they essentially agree with what I'm saying.

It's always frustrating when I disagree with a premise because people always read it as a disagreement with the conclusion, and I don't know if there's a way to stop it but it's always frustrating.

Someone says, "You shouldn't murder people, because the Garvlaxian Space Armada in low orbit around Earth monitors the murder rate and if it gets too high they will destroy Canada with space lasers."

And I go, "Uh, well murder is bad but there's no evidence that there's an armada of space ships orbiting the planet waiting to destroy Canada and I'm not sure 'space lasers' are a real thing."

At which point a bunch of people go, "Why are you arguing for having more murders?!"

And I'm like, "What? I'm not arguing for more murders, I think murder is wrong too, it's just that there's no such thing as Garvlaxians."

And those same people stare at me in blank confusion and finally go, "Wait, I don't get it, are you for murder or against it? You're making some kind of weird esoteric point that I don't understand."

It's like, I'm not arguing for price caps for gasoline or in general, it's just I've now heard three people say, "The best way to distribute goods is to simply let them reach the highest price that the market will bear, and then have people pay for them out of pocket."

And there's a bunch of obvious, fairly common cases where that is simply not the case.

Robinson gets at two of them, and I've thought of another one, the millions of dollars in cancer treatment. With something like cancer treatment, you're talking about hours of work by a small army of highly skilled workers who can only do their job after years of training. There's probably, functionally, a floor to the amount you can charge for Cancer treatment, because all those specialists have to get paid, and in turn have to pay back the specialists that trained them.

But if we just have any given cancer patient either pay $2 million out of their own pocket, or not get treatment, you get a situation where even though society as a whole generates enough economic activity to take care of every cancer patient, the vast majority of individual cancer patients do not have enough money to pay for one set of cancer treatments.

This is demonstrated by every other fucking first world country that isn't the USA.

Like, say Tom and Dick each have $10,000 to their name, and Harry has $1 billion. And say cancer treatment costs, even at the lowest price, $30,000 per person.

Between the three of them, Tom Dick and Harry have enough money to treat all three of them for cancer with a ton of surplus left over. But if cancer treatment is just priced at whatever the market will bear, Tom and Dick will be priced out, and only Harry will get treatment, even though there are enough resources in society to provide cancer treatment to all three of them.

Again, this is not some crazy theoretical thing, it's the ongoing failure state of US healthcare.

Now, there are a bunch of obvious reasons that you don't deal with this by capping the price of cancer treatment at an arbitrarily low point.

But it is a fucking problem! I don't understand why so many people have to pretend it isn't a problem until they are dragged kicking and struggling to finally, begrudgingly admit, "Well, okay, I guess letting markets set the price and having everyone pay out of pocket doesn't always result in the best distribution of goods."

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the-ghost-of-jason-todd · 24 days

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there's something on my mind okay lemme see if i can tease this out

when someone takes a bullet for you, they sacrifice their health and safety for yours. they are using their body as a shield to protect you. it's not quite the same as them hurting themself directly, but it is a sort of martyrdom, a sacrifice--they're saying "my body means less to me than yours." it's the "i would give up all of myself to make sure you live" of it all

.........................batman is like this with his kids, 100%. there's no doubt about it. he would give up his body, his health, his safety, for any one of his children in an INSTANT...

...physically.

there's another aspect of it, another kind of sacrifice, that bruce will absolutely not give. which is that he will not bend or break his morals for his children.

which i find interesting because, for most people, there's a line between "right" and "wrong" that, if they're pushed hard enough, they WILL cross. yes, it might be a sacrifice. yes, it might be martyrdom. it might cause them untold pain, it might even change them in a fundamental way. but if that's what it comes down to, they'll do it, right? if it means that their loved one can be whole and hale and happy, that is a sacrifice they will willingly make.

and batman, bruce... he simply won't cross that line.

jason is angry at bruce because there's a dissonance there. bruce would take any number of knives or bullets or hits meant for his kids, but he won't take a hit to his rigid moral stance. he won't kill, refuses to--he will never cross that final line. not even if it'll give jason peace, or if it'll save one or, hell, all of his kids. there's a piece of bruce that batman will never give up, no matter how many of his other actions are done in service to his kids.

to have a man so willing to sacrifice his own life and limb but at the same time completely and categorically REFUSE to come down from his moral high ground... i can see how that would be frustrating, especially to jason, who has only ever wanted to be loved. jason, who was most likely abused and most DEFINITELY neglected, even by the mother that he loved more than anything--jason, who finally thought he found a family who loved him enough to make a difference, enough to change his life, enough to give him robin, magic, flight, enough enough enough.

it just... after becoming robin and finding a family and dying horribly at the hands of a mass murderer who always escapes justice at the last second, a man who will never fucking change... after all of it. to know that bruce wouldn't or maybe couldn't do this one thing that would make an actual difference...

yeah. i get it.

#liveblogging batfam #batfam meta #jason todd meta #and i don't think it's bruce's fault necessarily #he was broken by the deaths of his parents #his moral rigidity makes sense to me #i think it would be cathartic to kill the joker--which is part of why he doesn't #it would feel good #and so he can't allow himself to have it #because batman is based on loss and pain and grief #so to have any of that grief be soothed or healed would derail his mission #and he can't have that #he just... also can't reconcile with his estranged son while refusing to heal the hurt the joker caused #he can't give that part of himself to jason #can't sacrifice his mission #and because he can't jason knows he will never be loved by bruce as fully and unconditionally as he needs #it all comes around in a big circle #anyway!

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Hi! I don't want to start anything on here and am always willing for civil conversations. At this point there's so much I've found out about Seb (besides the video he liked, the tommy lee thing, and the girlfriend thing) that I feel so guilty if I would continue to support him. I love him sm but it just doesn't look good rn. He is associated/follows an organisation (for helping veterans) that has posted a blue lives matter flag picture and who's co-founder has sexual assault allegations against him, and worked with him in 'The last full measure'. His friend Paul Walter Hauser has done blackface in the past, and when called out on it he just listed a few people that also did blackface. There's more, I found a discussion on here that I can link. I seriously don't support "cancel culture" bc I don't think it helps anyone but there are just a lot of 'mistakes' and shady people that can be linked to Seb, I wish it wouldn't be that way. I honestly don't know what to think about it anymore.

Hi! I’m also open to having civil conversations and I don’t believe you’re trying to start anything. I really do think this situation of dragging up a four year old video and taking it completely out of context is harmful not just to Black people, but to fandom/activism in general. This is gonna be long because I’m going to take your points one by one, and I want to preface this by saying that I will not answer any derogatory, sideways asks pertaining to this subject. I will delete every single one and will block your silly ass. I’m not going to argue with people who think I’m blindly supporting Sebastian because I’m just trying to get fucked by him, or people who think I hate myself and am trying to appease some white man.

So, on with the discourse!

The video he liked - this video was taken completely out of context and that is my main issue with this whole situation. It was not a video of a white man saying that he thinks he should be able to say the n word as everyone claimed it was. They were quickly debating on whether or not it's okay to say in rap lyrics. He was told no, that's not okay, that's never okay and they moved on from it. That's it. End of story. That somehow was twisted into a click bait style headline of "Sebastian Stan likes a video of a white man defending his right to say the n word" when that is absolutely not true. My other issue is that people are more upset that Sebastian liked the video than they are about the white man in the video literally saying the n word. So, do you really care about the use of the n word like you're claiming? Cuz if you do, you'd be more upset at the white man that said the word than you would be about the white man simply liking the video. Or, are you just using this as an excuse to grandstand against a white man you don't like?

The Tommy Lee thing - Sebastian Stan playing Tommy Lee does not make Sebastian Stan a bad person. Is Charlize Theron a bad person for playing Aileen Wuornos, a prostitute who started murdering men? Is Leonardo DiCaprio a bad person for playing a slave owner? Is Edward Norton a bad person for playing a nazi sympathizing racist? Actors play bad people. That doesn't mean that they themselves are bad people. 1990's Tommy Lee was a bad person, but that should have no bearing on who Sebastian Stan is or his character as a man.

The gf/Paul Walter Hauser thing - Why are we holding Sebastian accountable for what the people around him are doing? Again, why are we more upset that Sebastian is associated with people who have done questionable things than the specific people themselves? I'm not going to speak on the kimono wearing -- I'm not Asian. It's not my place to say whether or not its offensive because it's not my culture, but she posted that picture and attended that party before she started dating Sebastian, quite possibly before she even knew him. Same with Paul. I think that black face thing was long before he knew Sebastian. Now, if Sebastian was defending these actions, going around saying "I think it's okay for white women to wear Kimono's" "I think black face is fine" "I think white people should be able to say the n word" then we'd have a different story, wouldn't we? But that's not what we have, and that's not what he is doing. He is not responsible for the things his friends do or have done in the past just because he's more famous than they are, and he is not required to speak on them. Let's put it this way -- would you be comfortable having to be responsible for something a friend of yours did before you knew them? Would you want to have to be forced to answer for your friend when you yourself had nothing to do with the questionable behavior?

The organization that supports the military/blue lives matter - Sebastian cannot control what message that foundation puts out and it does not mean that he is or is not pro-police himself. There is not enough concrete evidence -- if any evidence for that matter -- that Sebastian is a blue lives matter supporter. Did Sebastian donate before they put up the blue lives matter post? Or after? I don’t know, cuz I don’t follow him that closely, but if he donates before they come out with a particular stance, that means he should be held accountable for that? I know I donated to an organization once and they turned out to support something that i’m 100% against. That means I’m a bad person because I couldn’t see into the future? Another point, how can we be certain that Sebastian saw the blue lives matter post in the first place? I know I’m not online 24 hrs a day, I miss posts all the time and I’m just an average person. I make three or four tumblr posts a day, and I’m gone. I have to play catch up on social media, and even then, I still miss stuff. So I’m sure the same happens to a working actor. As for the co-founder, I don't know who this person is and would rather not get into any allegations against them because I don't want to trigger anyone who comes across this post. If Sebastian knows about these allegations, is a willing participant/supporter of this person then yeah, that's pretty shitty, but we don't know the inner workings of this friendship/acquaintance/work relationship. We don’t know how close they are or if they even still speak.

I’m a pretty big fan of Don Cheadle. He’s a stand up guy, he’s a great actor, he’s funny, he’s political and stands up for what he believes in and in a very public way. I support him. Don Cheadle is also friends with Chris Evans, RDJ, Mark Ruffalo, and Letitia Wright (just to name a few). Chris Evans has a bipartisan forum that highlights/promotes right wing politicians, RDJ defended Chris Pratt during the whole “he’s the worst Chris in Hollywood” crap, who’s technically done black face, and who once said to a female reporter “nice tits” when she walked into the room, Mark Ruffalo just walked back his support of Palestine, and Letitia Wright retweeted/supported an anti-vaxxer/anti-trans Pastor who equated an ingredient of the covid vaccine to the devil because it contained some parts of the word Lucifer. Does that mean Don is now a bad person because he’s friends with these people? Why isn’t he getting any heat for his friendships with them? Why isn’t he being held accountable for what they’ve done and said? Oh right, because he’s not a white fave. So people don’t care one way or the other, which brings me to my next point.

I can guarantee you that if Sebastian’s gf or Paul or this co-founder were not associated with Sebastian in any way, nobody would give a shit about her wearing a kimono, about Paul doing black face, or about the co-founder/organization being blue lives matter supporters and in that lies the actual problem. Being critical of people and their actions should be consistent and should happen all the time -- not just when they interact with your white fave. That’s when it becomes performative and looks like you just want to be able to show internet people that you follow/support/stan unproblematic celebrities, when really, you don’t care.

I think the moral of this post is that I think it's unfair to hold a complete stranger to a standard that I cannot hold myself to. I also don't view celebrities the way most teenagers/twenty somethings do, and that’s because when I entered fandom we didn't have social media, so I grew up with a wall between myself and said celebrities. There is no wall now with the presence of social media. "Fans" nowadays have a weird ownership feeling over celebrities because they can read their personal thoughts or view personal pictures and think that they have this personal quasi-friendship with them. I can't get on board with that. I prefer having the wall and I still keep the wall.

If supporting Sebastian makes you uncomfortable, then by all means, stop supporting him. Just make sure you are making this decision for yourself based on credible sources and concrete evidence and that you're not letting this fake woke activist mob make you feel uncomfortable. Internet activism means nothing unless you put your money where your mouth is in your real life and 90% of the social justice internet warriors do not. Real activism is bigger than changing your avi to a black square.

#asks #answered #sebastian stan

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Bruh imagine deku, uraraka, toga and maybe jirou if that's not too many characters 🥲 sparring with their s/o and before the fight when they're both just dramatically standing there in their stances the s/o just furrows their brows and is so concentrated that they just accidentally pull out the most angry furious soul-piercing past-life-piercing anihalatingly freezingly intense "I will smite you down with these pupils bitch" pulverizing type stare out of nowhere

And they don't even realize until like their respective character has their respective reaction and after that just laugh it off completely ignoring the fact that they just unintentionally poured all their blood sweat tears and concentration into that stare out of nowhere💀

and after a while it just becomes an uncanny ability they have 😨

pls I just thought this was genuenly funny but maybe my humour is just insanely fucked and isnt actually funny beyond cupcakke remixes and sex jokes 😝🤪🥰😩😇🙏 but it just popped into my mind like 🤯

- 🤺

I dropped Jirou, since my character limit per request is 3. This was a pretty fun request to write tbh

~Toga Himiko~

•The concentration and you’re radiating is incredible, but she doesn’t like it when you look at her like that

•Toga takes it as a challenge and doesn’t mention it before the training session is over

•Afterwards she just asks if you were mad at her or something but you’re like “No, why?”

•She explains that you looked at her super intimidatingly and she was kinda weirded out

•Spinner overhears what she said to and tells you “yeah, you looked like you were about to murder her or something”

•You’re a bit weirded out that they’d say that, since you’d never been told that before

•Toga just tells you that maybe no one had been brave enough to tell you before

•You just laugh sort of awkwardly and tell her that she might be right

•You start taking advantage of that in fights, like you pour all your murderous intent into one look

~Midoriya Izuku~

•He doesn’t really know what to make of how you’re looking at him

•Midoriya laughs very nervously and relaxes his stance, because he feels like it would be better not to seem threatening right now

•You shake your head a bit and snap out of it, asking him what’s wrong

•He just tells you that you were looking at him like you were about to beat him within an inch of his life

•You rub the back of your neck and apologize, embarrassed about the whole thing

•You just tell him you were trying to concentrate and yeah maybe you looked at him a bit oddly

•Midoriya tells you it’s okay and that he wasn’t scared or anything, even though he kinda was

•You just ask him if you can continue with the match and you do

•You try not to look at him so intensely or anyone for that matter, you don’t want to intimidate people

~Uraraka Ochaco~

•Uraraka notices your expression change slowly as you concentrate more and more

•She asks if everything is okay and why you’re lookin at her like that

•You ask, “Like what?” totally confused as to what she’s talking about

•She tries to look at you like you were looking at her, and it just turns into a sort of a funny looking expression, which makes you laugh

•Uraraka starts laughing too and the training gets delayed a few minutes because you’re both wheezing with laughter

•You apologize awkwardly afterwards about looking at her like that, but she tells you it’s totally fine and that she was just a bit surprised because you’ve never looked at her like that before

#bnha #mha #uraraka ochako #midoriya izuku #toga himiko #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #deku #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction

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aire-writes · 3 years

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@raise-a-glass-2-freedom1776

Minors do not interact!

(rules page found here)

-This isn't beta read-

(This is likely going to get a 2nd chapter but I’m not feelin it right now, sorry UuU”)

You sat there waiting for Heisenberg to finish his work day after day. When he would come up he would shower, sit down, eat whatever you put in front of him and most often he would just flop down onto the bed you shared and fall asleep. You would sleep beside him, or at least to, he takes up so much of the bed some nights you would just get up and set up another place to sleep. It happens so often now that you just made an entire other bed for you to sleep in.

Your chest ached more and more as each day passed. Heisenberg wouldn’t even kiss you anymore. He would just come up from work shower, eat, and sleep. Does he even notice that you don’t sleep with him anymore? You do everything for this man and he just ignores you? You know he forbid you from entering the factory but, honestly, fuck that bitch, he owes you.

You threw open the metal doors to find him standing in front of a forge pouring molten metal into a mold. He turns to you with a murderous look on his face which quickly transitions to surprise and then to annoyance.

“I told you to stay up stairs!”

“You know what else you told me, Heisenberg?” You raised your voice, clearly challenging him for dominance. His face switched back to surprise and then to confusion. You only challenge him when he’s done something wrong… and he doesn’t know what it is he’s done this time.

You stand there arms crossed waiting for him to reply. “Well?”

“I uh… I, um..” His voice trailed off into something so soft if you weren’t listening to him you never would have heard it. You cross the room to stand before him with the stern look of ‘figure out what you’ve done or we are going to have a problem’

The level of big dick energy you give off is enough to have Heisenberg back up against the forge and place his hands on it to keep from being shoved into the worst of it.

You take his glasses off and toss them to the floor staring daggers into his eyes. In the quietest and most threatening demand he has ever heard in his life you ask him again, “What else have you told me, Heisenberg?”

You could tell the cogs in his brain are TURNING trying to figure it out. What it is that has you so pissed off that you would come down here and fucking CHALLENGE HIM?

He’s your alpha, the both of you are bonded! You listen to each other, you care for one another, you- “Oh shit.” It starts to hit him.

How many days in a row has he worked?

How many days in a row has he showered, eaten, and gone straight to sleep?

How many days in a row has he woken up without you?

He thought you had woken up before him and set off to do your work but, you sleep in compared to him.

‘Oh no’ he thought and everything completely clicked for him.

“Look” he moved his hands to your waist and tried to lead you back but you shoved his hands away from you while never breaking eye contact.

How many days in a row had turned into weeks?

Oh no, he has no idea how long he’s been doing this to you. Oh shit...

“Five” You said, your voice echoed off the walls.

“What?” His brow lifted and descended into a frown “Wha-”

“Four”

Oh shit, your counting down, what happens whe-

“Three”

His hands shoot to your shoulders “I’m sorry!” “Two”

Oh shit, oh no, you're- no-no-no-no-no-no!!

“On-” “I LOVE YOU” He roared over you before you could finish your countdown. He didn’t know what would happen at the end of it and didn’t want to find out.

“I love you, I do. I just got caught up in my work for a while. I’ll make it up to you. Whatever you want.” He tried to let his hands smooth down your posture into a more submissive stance. You wouldn’t budge for a second. The anger in your eyes never faltered.

“Tell me how long it's been since you last said that to me.”

Oh shit, oh no, he really needed a calendar. He thought about saying three weeks but that sounded far too long… right?

“It's been three whole weeks” He side-stepped away from you and into open space. He lift his arms towards the heaven to signal defeat and turned back to look at you and- oh shit, oh shit, oh SHIT, oh-FUCKING-NO.

Your ENTIRE body was seething with anger, he could smell the betrayal you felt through your scent. ‘Holy shit’ he thought to himself, ‘how long-’

“Three weeks?!" Your voice bounded off the walls "Try three months!” The way your voice wavered towards the end broke whatever cocky airs he was planning to put on to get out of being in trouble. There is no way for him to escape and he knew he didn’t deserve to escape. What was he supposed to say to fix this, where does he begin?

He lowered his arms towards you and forcibly drew you into a hug. You tried to escape from him but he wouldn’t let you. If he let you go he was afraid you would abandon him. Three months, he had lost himself for three months and you took care of him every day without so much as a thank you or even a kiss good night. The grip around you tightened while he placed a hand on the back of your head.

“I’m so sorry.” He whispered into your ear softly. He took in as much of your scent as he could, trying his best to take note of it and trying to figure out how he undo what he’s done. Placing his hands back onto your shoulders he gently guides you away from his body “I'm so sorry, I’ve deprived you of my love and affection for so long.” His cocky attitude was back but it was clear he had an objective and he planned to meet it.

“I can’t imagine how you did it.” He let you go and walked around the room, setting things upright on tables, putting tools in boxes, and papers in stacks. “But you did. You survived three entire months with a man child.” You scoffed at him. “That's an admirable thing to do.” He kept picking up the room as he spoke. “Something like that can’t go unrewarded.” Both arms swept across an old bed causing a mess to spread across the floor.

The way he used both arms to gesture towards you to get in the bed almost made you forget to actually look AT the bed. It was covered in all types of stains and now that you are paying attention to your surroundings you think… you think you can smell it from here!

You cross your arms again and look at him in disbelief, the confidence in his posture cracked for a moment and came back only to falter once more when he looked at what he was asking you to lay on.

“Alright!” He had one hand raised in his defense, like he was trying to keep a predator from devouring him. “You head up the stairs, I’ll shower and meet you up there.”

You aren’t going to let him set his own punishment.

“You’re making dinner tonight and every night for the next few weeks. You aren’t going to come back to work until I say so and we are going to sit down and set a schedule. You can only work so many hours a day and you WILL take a day off each week to spend with me. You are absolutely not allowed to enter into the factory on said day no matter what. Is this understood?” He looked at you in disbelief, you aren’t going to falter on any of these conditions and he can tell.

“Okay” he hung his head down low letting it gently bob up and down “sounds fair to me. Now, will you head up the stairs? I promise to shower and make us dinner.”

“Fine.” He let out a sigh of relief when those metal doors shut behind you.

#karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #resident evil village x reader #resident evil village #alpha!heisenberg #omega!reader #abo #the next chapter with be spicy so im putting this into the #adult things with karl heisenberg #tag

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The slashers reaction to their child mimicking them killing someone and the child responds with "I want to be strong like you."

The Slashers reacting to their child mimicking them killing somebody:

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas wanted to keep both you and his children away from all that violence but that just wasn’t realistic and he knew it.

You and even his kids would eventually see something at some point. No matter how hard he tried.

So yes, you’re child had seen the violence that happens on occasion.

But Thomas isn’t please with this. You’re child mimicking the violence they’ve seen their father commit.

He’s torn by the gesture.

He doesn’t want to encourage them into violence at all.

But “I want to be strong like you” absolutely melts his heart. They want to be like him? Why? He doesn’t understand but, god, does he adore his child with his whole being.

Michael Myers

Unfortunately doesn’t see the problem with the child mimicking him.

You know Michael Myers raising a child isn’t exactly ideal but you love him and you love your child, not matter which parent that start to take after more...

“I want to be strong like you” Yes, their father is strong. Well done for noticing that...okay, fine, he admits that it was kinda cute! Are you happy now?!

But he’s not an idea, a murder scene isn’t a place for a child, even he knows that, and he’s not about to take his child out on the kill with him.

That’s your problem to deal with...

Jason Voorhees

Jason tried to protect your child from all this bad stuff but it was bound to happen.

You and you child going for a walk in the woods, running into their father as he killed somebody.

But the child was never afraid of him, he never gave the kid to a reason to be.

Not a fan of the child mimicking the swing of his machete, he wanted to protect them from that no participate in it.

He won’t get mad at the child, of course he won’t, but he will discourage the behaviour.

“I want to be strong like you” will make him falter. Not in a bad way. It’s just so precious! He could never be mad at his child, especially for something they unfortunately learnt from him.

Brahms Heelshire

It was a one time thing! Somebody broke into the house, Brahms dealt with it...your child happened to see it.

And instead of trauma, they just thought it was great that their father was protecting them and you.

It wasn’t long after that, that your child starting mimicking the action

When you asked why and your child responded with “I want to be strong like Daddy!” Brahms was smiling like an idiot.

See, Y/n! Even your child can see that he protects you!

You’re going to have to deal with the consequences. Both discouraging the behaviour in your child and wiping that grin off of Brahms’s face.

Bo Sinclair

Bo does do his best to keep his child as far away from the dark truth of the town as much as possible, he knows it’s no place for a child and they’ll learn about it eventually.

But it’s a small town and people show up unexpectantly. Which is how your child witness their father killing a man.

Honestly, it freaks Bo out a little bit. He never thought he would be a good father and this is just like evidence of that.

But he makes sure they aren’t scared, told them that it’s just something they have to do for the town and the family. It’s all okay.

It’s a couple of days later when you both witness them mimicking that they saw Bo do.

He already knows you’re glaring at him and he’s apologetic, he just isn’t going to say that.

“I want to be strong like you!” It catches Bo off guard more than it does you. He’s still questioning his fathering abilities but they must think he’s doing alright if they want to be like him!

Still, he nods along when you mention that you should be discouraging that as much as possible.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent does want to keep your child as far from the darkness of the town as much but it’s nearly impossible.

Your child is completely allowed in their father’s workroom, as long as he doesn’t have a victim there.

But this time a victim escaped and headed for the house, were you and his child where. He had to protect you both so he caught them and killed them, completely horrified when he realised that his child had witnessed that.

It was you that sat down to explain it to your child, knowing that Vincent was beating himself up about it.

Vincent was also horrified when your child started mimicking the action.

“I want to be strong like you!” your child claimed with a bright smile.

Vincent melted at that. They wanted to be like him? God, he loved them so much. But there were much better ways to be like him than to hurt people, he’ll work on teaching them that.

Lester Sinclair

It’s not often that Lester actually had to kill a victim himself and one of the few times it happens, your child just so happened to be around. To be fair, they attacked him first!

Brushes it off to your child as “it’s just something we have to do for the town, just protecting ourselves, okay?” but also adds a very serious “Don’t tell your mother/father”.

But then the mimicking began, explained by a “I want to be strong like daddy!” so Lester wasn’t getting away with this one. He can’t even lie about it, he looks too guilty because he knows he messed up.

Don’t worry though, Lester is just as eager as you to discourage this behaviour and not have your child mimicking a murder.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba is so used to the violence normalised in the family that he doesn’t see a huge issue on the effects it could have on your child but he does really want to shelter them from it all as much as he can.

When your child starts mimicking his actions, he gets concerned.

He doesn’t want them to hurt anyone and he doesn’t want them to get hurt.

“I want to be strong like you!” Oh okay that is cute...they want to provide for the family like him! But no, this is wrong, doesn’t matter how cute it is...

Works extra hard to keep your child away from all that bad stuff in the future, with your help of course.

You both just want what’s best for your child.

Billy Lenz

Like Brahms, it was a one time thing! He was protecting his family from an intruder! He was doing the right thing and it wasn’t his fault that your child saw it!

He knows you’re going to kill him when he first sees your child mimicking, and tells them to not do that around you.

They do though and Billy is looking anywhere other than at you.

“I want to be strong like you!” okay, you both can admit that’s cute but it’s still not good!

Admittedly, it does get Billy smiling. His kid wants to be like him and he thinks that means he’s doing a good job!

You still have to discourage the behaviour, even Billy can see the issue here.

Otis Driftwood

It’s impossible for your child to avoid what happens in that house, it was only a matter of time before something like this happened.

Otis is way to supportive until you remind him why he should no be supportive of this.

Is still secretly supportive of it.

But even he has enough sense to not actually encourage the child to harm a person...that’s something that they have to decide to do in their own time, and when that time comes Otis will be a proud father who will teach them how it’s done.

You knew what you were getting into when you got involved with this family!!!!

Baby Firefly

As I said, it’s impossible for your child to avoid the shit that happens in the Firefly household! It’s a reality that you are going to have to come to terms with as parents.

...not that Baby is very concerned about it. It’s a family thing! What’s wrong with it?!

Is pretty supportive and proud of your child picking up her bad habits.

Calls you a ‘party pooper’ for suggesting that maybe it’s not great for your child to be mimicking killing someone.

Won’t force your child to do anything but if, in a few years, your child wants to join her in hurting someone...she isn’t going to stop them...

I said it one and I’ll say it again, you knew what you were getting into when you got involved with this family!!!!

Yautja (Predator)

So proud!

Obviously, in this case, this isn’t your child mimicking some stabbing motion and pretending to kill an innocent.

It’s your child doing their best to mimicking their father’s combat stances and strikes.

Will happily teach your child combat.

But he knows that they’re still too young to actually take on a hunt.

Soon though!

Don’t you worry, Y/n, he’ll take care of them!

You trust him with your child’s life and know he won’t put them in any real danger. He’s just proud of them!

“I want to be strong like you!” Yes child, your father is strong! See, Y/n, they can see that he is strong as well! He’s going to teach your child to be strong just like him, just like they wanted.

You’ve never seen your mate so proud.

#thomas hewitt x reader #michael myers x reader #jason voorhees x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #billy lenz x reader #otis driftwood x reader #baby firefly x reader #yautja x reader #predator x reader #brahms x reader #slashers x reader #slashers #slasher #my writing

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