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girl-in-the-chairs-void · 1 year

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Mishaps and Apologies

Summary: Jake wants to apologise but You wont give him a chance to speak until...

Word count: 2.4k

warnings/Tags: Jake being Jake. for the sake of this fic, there has been a change that is different to the movie. please roll with it. ANGST, ANGTY, DID I MENTION THE ANGST?

A/n: Here is your early new years gift! I speed wrote this chapter between 12am and 4 am, and well I'm gonna sleep after posting it. This chapter is a mess. BUT we only have a few more to go!

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“Good morning, the Uranium enrichment plant that is your target will be operational earlier than expected. Raw uranium will be delivered to the plant in ten days time. As a result, your mission has been moved up, one week.”

Fucking great. One phrase that was bouncing off the walls of all the aviators gathered in the room. Sure, the mission is difficult but so far none of them have even cleared the valley simulation to move on to the next step, much less complete the training by next week.

You leaned forward in your chair as Admiral Bates continued his announcement and took his leave as Mav came on. The noise from jets landing and taking off made it harder for you to hear him. You wanted to fly this mission no matter what. Nothing was going to get in your way of it.

However, there is one person that may get in the way. Jake Seresin. You had been going above and beyond to avoid him today, after the ‘talk’ yesterday, you didn't want to face him again unless you had victory of being on the team.

“We have one week left to focus on Phase Two. It’s the most difficult stage of the mission. A pop-up strike with a steep dive, requiring nothing less than two consecutive miracles.” Maverick spoke, pacing back and forth on the little step in front of them. The screen lit up showing a U shaped valley with the uranium plant at the center of it, surrounded by two tall mountains. The Gs on the way out will be significant, you thought as you listened to Mav.

“Two pairs of F-18s will fly in a welded wing formation. Teamwork. Precise coordination of their aircraft is essential to both mission success and your survival.” He warned.

“As you know, the plant rests between two mountains. On final approach, you’ll invert directly into a steep dive. This allows you to maintain the lowest possible altitude and the only possible attack angle.” It made sense. Somehow, the first part of the approach up till now made sense in your head and hopefully was do-able. Until he explained further about the Coffin Corner…

“Egress is a steep high-G climb out to avoid hitting this mountain-

“A steep climb at that speed, you’re pulling at least eight G’s.” Jake cuts in.

“Nine, minimum.”

“The stress limit of the F-18’s airframe is 7.5.” It's Rooster who pipes up this time. Challenging Mav. While they have had a rocky relationship thus far, Rooster is managing to retort back to Mav during each exercise.

While Maverick goes further into the exercise and the rest of the mission, there isn't one moment where your foot hasn't stopped shaking. Yes, there was nervousness in the air about flying this mission, but more so about who was gonna be flying it.

“Sir, is this even achievable?” Phoenix questions, almost as if she read the minds of the pilots in the room, who were thinking the same thing.

“The answer to that will come down to the pilot in the box.”

Well shit. This is not gonna go well.

For this exercise, Mav had paired you and Phoenix, along with Coyote. While Phoenix usually has Bob as her backseater, Mav has paired you up with her.

You didn't think much of it, at least it wasn't with anyone else, it was Phoenix.

Exiting the room, to move to their assigned teams and places, you felt his stare. He had tried catching up with your fast pace when you were out on your morning run at the beach. Even when you had came to the base early to clear your head, he was there. But you didn't give him a second of your time. Managing to slip away every time he came too close.

Now, as you moves through the halls and narrow corridors of the naval base, he is hot on your heels. Calling after you as you increase your pace; taking one swift turn after another, trying to shake him off but he is relentless until you take one last turn and comes face to face with the door that leads outside to your respective planes. Before he could catch up, you had already exited, leaving the door swinging wide open and close.

Jake closes his eyes, breathing out a deep sigh and turns around to make his way to the lounge where he had to be with the rest of the pilots while you, Phoenix and Coyote were up in the air. He made his way to sit next to the radio, which was situated right next to where Rooster sat. Wanting to avoid any questioning from the man, he sat himself down at a safe distance, giving him a nod to acknowledge his presence before carefully listening through the radio for your voice.

…

“Talk to me, Athena!”

“We are 12 seconds late on target. We gotta move, Phoenix!” You spoke in a panicked voice, eyes blown out wide. you needed to hurry up. Testing the target lens again, making sure it was working well before they reached the target point.

As Phoenix mumbled slight curses under her breath, Coyote agreed; “Copy. Try to stay with me.”

Your eyes scanned the radar in front of you, noticing a small aircraft making its way towards them. You let out a sound of bewilderment as you heard Mav over the radio.

“Wait, who's that?”

“Blue team, you've been spotted. I’m a bandit on course to intercept. What are you gonna do?” he announced himself, as you examined his location. He may be able to catch up with them if they keep this speed. They had to make a move.

“He’s 20 miles left, ten o’clock. 700 knots closure.” You informed Phoenix and Coyote.

“Your call, what do you want to do?” Coyote proposes.

“Continue, we’re close. Stay on target.” Phoenix ordered before you could have a say. You wanted to buy in and tell them that it wouldn't be a good idea to stay on course without dealing with Mav or increasing their speed further.

“Phoenix, he’s swinging around to the North! Maybe we should-”

Before you could finish the pop up point closed in. Making Phoenix shout; “be ready on that laser, Thena.”

“Copy, I’m on it.” you sat back in your seat, focusing on the situation in front of you as your hand closed around the laser joystick. Testing the Laser focus, the plane shot straight up before rotating on its back. Blood rushed to your head as you gripped the stick tighter. Closing your eyes and trying to regain focus.

“Talk to me, Thena. Where’s Mav?” you heard Coyote through the helmet, eyes opening as you analyzed Mav’s location.

“He’s uhh five miles out. He’s coming in fast!” You shouted and immediately regretted doing so. your head throbbed by all the noise around you- regardless of the thick earmuffs headphones that were sitting snug on your head.

The planes rotated back into their normal positions, moving at the same speed that you knew was too slow but chose not to speak of just yet.

“Where’s my laser, Thia?” Coyote questioned the younger woman. Gathering any strength you had left, shaking your head. Narrowing your eyes on the target screen in front as the laser moved uncontrollably.

“Shit. Deadeye! Deadeye! It’s no good if I can't get a lock. I’m sorry.” You repeated into the mic.

“We’re out of time. I’m dropping blind.” He panted before dropping the bombs and hoping that it would hit. But it missed just by a meter as they flew by.

“Damn it. That's a miss!” He exclaimed before the planes straightened out again for Coffin Corner. You could feel your lungs compress; skin and flight suit starting to dig into your ribs.

The oxygen mask you had on felt too much to breathe into. Your breathing became ragged. Vision blurring out, regardless of the aviator glasses you had on, similar to Bob’s. Tunnel vision was not uncommon during this but your version of it was always the worst.

Many aviators experience a blurred circle and darkness around that point when under an immense high G pressure. But for you, it was a fully darkened vision with spots of lights like it was farther away than it was meant to be. You felt your hearing starting to give out just as a familiar, piercing ringing took over your ears.

“Maverick’s got a missile lock on us.” You spoke through a blind sight. You knew the tone, so it didn't take a flying genius to know that they were dead. Breathing out a sigh of relief and disappointment, she heard Phoenix over the comms.

“Shit, we’re dead.” She steered the jet around, leveling out. Making their way back to the ship before you noticed that Coyote was still leveled up in Coffin Corner. That wasn't right.

“Coyote? Do you copy?” You heard yourself shouting into the comms before Mav repeated the words. Becoming more and more concerned about your best friend. you noticed his plane started to drop, rotating its way towards the ground at a high speed. Something clicked into your mind. He must be in G-LOC.

“Mav, I think he is in G-LOC, I repeat, Coyote is in G-LOC. He’s gonna burn in.” You swiftly informed the older man. Silently praying for his safety as you closed your eyes.

“Damnit! I’m going after him.”

You watched in shock as Mav tried to get a missile lock on him, hoping it would snap him out of it. You called after him over the comms over and over again. Trusting him not to die on you. It was getting harder for you to breathe now. You couldn't lose him. He was gonna fly this mission with you. He’d promised. Your eyes were tightly shut as Mav finally got the missile lock. You needed to hear him. To know that he was okay. But you couldn't do it with your eyes open. Otherwise you were sure you would end up throwing up in the oxygen mask.

“I'm okay. I’m good.” Javy repeated as you breathed out a sigh of relief. Not noticing the small tears that blurred your vision.

“You ever do that again, Coyote, I will personally kill you.” You threatened in fake annoyance. Happy that he was safe. Hearing him laugh but before he could retort something, you saw something smack the jet’s canopy and get caught in the back engine. Which set off a bunch of alarms and warnings at the screen in front of you. The left engine was on fire.

“Bird strike! Bird strike!” Phoenix announced, panicked.

“Phoenix, the left engine is on fire!”

“Climbing.” She shot the jet up in the air, turning away from the bird strike as she turned off the left engine. Throttling back while Y/n noticed another warning pop up.

“The right engine is out! It's still spinning.” This was not good.

“Copy, trying to restart it. Throttling up.” Phoenix spoke as she faintly heard Mav warn her about something being on fire. But before you could ask him to repeat, the plane started spinning out of control.

you were on fire. Red lights flashing wherever you looked.

“Hydraulic failure! I repeat we are on fire.” This was not the time to panic. You had to think. THINK, THINK, THINK!

“We’re going in, Phoenix! We’re going in!” Shouts, warnings and toned ringing was all you heard. you could faintly make out Mav over the comms as Phoenix repeated his words.

“EJECT, EJECT, EJECT!”

Reaching to pull the ejection tab that rested upright between your legs. Having a steady grip before you pulled, waiting for the seat to take off. Nothing..

“Mav, my ejection seat isn't working!” You called urgently, pulling harder on the duct tape wrapped rope.

“Athena, pull harder, you gotta pull harder. Come on, you're gonna crash!” He encouraged. The urgency in his voice was evident as you heard Coyote.

“Y/n focus on my voice. Come on, you gotta pull harder.” taking a quick breath, gathering any strength that you had left and pulled as if your life depended on it. Immediately, you felt yourself shoot off into the air, the bottom of the seat lit on fire. You closed your eyes, not wanting to see the plane crash as a sharp sting took over your skull, smashing with a force you had only imagined. Before all you heard was silence.

…

Jake heard the entire situation. He‘d already played and replayed it in his head over a million times. Pacing in the empty radio room, where only he and Rooster sat. Rooster was weirdly calm. Jake didn't know why but he didn't want to ask either. She is gonna be okay, She’s strong. she’ll pull through. He had been repeating those words in his head like a mantra. He felt helpless. all he wanted to do at this moment was be with you, apologize to you. Hell, he’d go and personally ask the Striker team and Torch to take you back in.

Mav entered the room, a solemn expression on his face which Hangman thought could bring both good or bad news. Mav looked towards the two men. As he and Jake met eyes, he didn't see a pilot, or a son or someone who was concerned for a friend. He saw a man that was on the brink of losing someone he loves dearly. Tears were gathered in his eyes that he had refused to let go. Rooster wasn't any better, yet he didn't hold the same, intense love that Mav knew Jake held for you.

“They’ll keep Phoenix in the hospital overnight for observation. But, there is something you should know. There was a problem with Athena's ejection seat which caused her to pull out much later than she had intended to. It caused some problems, she sustained a few injuries to the back of her head.”

No, no this could not be happening right now. Jake felt like all the air in his lungs was suddenly being pushed out. His head was dizzy as he managed to grab onto the nearest table to steady himself.

“Wha-? What did the doctors say? Is she gonna be okay, Maverick?” The words spewed out of his mouth like a waterfall. One after the other, it didn't make sense.

“She is in surgery right now.” That was all it took for him to storm out the room in a hurry. Exiting the base as he grabbed a few of his things from his locker before sprinting to his car. He managed to break every single traffic light and speed limit just to get to the hospital.

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virtualrealityshow · 6 months

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✦ WELCOME TO THE HOME OF VR-TV! ✦

HI! this is the vr-tv blog! second time im writing this since first time i wrote it tumblr just chucked the whole thing out the window. BUT THAT ASIDE welcome! :D

to clarify this isnt a narrative/interactive/arg blog but rather a dedicated blog for the vr-tv universe and just storing info, art, writings - whatever about it! yknow, for documentation's sake.

if you'd like to check out more of my work, my art blog is @y2kazoo . my main is @acnitemare if you wanna give me a follow there!

✦ THE BASICS ✦

(gonna keep this short and simple!)

TLDR: it's the 80's and a bunch of world-famous musicians across various genres have agreed to go on this experimental reality tv show hosted by a sentient AI named I. M. PEACEMOUTH. (he's up there waving & peeping over in the blog's icon!). the guy is formal and professional and a smooth talker, but clearly has shady intentions.

(to preface, this version of the 80's is way more technologically advanced than ours was, so in this timeline, around this time technical capacity for 3d virtual reality exists - albeit in a primitive form!)

the company that hosts this show is called CONGLOMOCORP and they're a massive enterprise with a big hold over a lot of markets but they've recently become pioneers in the field of music video production (think mtv type stuff).

they got the idea to make the 'ultimate music video', which is where we circle back to the musicians and the tv show thing.

you see, this 'ultimate music video' is actually a televised broadcast of a virtual reality simulation of this big, huge house thing that all the musicians live in for their time on the show - and the feed on it is always running (well, most of the time.)

in order to get on this show, all the musicians have had to go out to conglomocorp's studio and get put into a coma-like state; and from there, they were hooked up to these machines and their consciousnesses are the ones in the virtual reality. their avatars are shaped around the content of their souls, which is why a lot of the characters you'll see around here look kinda wacky and abstract!

conglomocorp sold the musicians on this idea by claiming that it was just going to be for 'about a year' and that their only intentions behind this project - named VR-TV - was that they just 'wanted to push the limits of technology to its fullest extent'. butttttt you know how it is with stories like this...

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

a list of content warnings for things you might see on this blog! (just so you know, if this stuff ever pops up it will be tagged accordingly.) if more things come up that need to be added, i will put them on the list in due time.

✦ references to drug use

✦ unreality

✦ themes involving loss of agency

✦ body horror

✦ digital horror

✦ blood/gore

✦ mental manipulation & other people being manipulated

★ OTHER THINGS TO KNOW!!! ★

✦ i LOVE getting fanart for my projects! if you make any fanart for vr-tv, be sure to send it in!!! i would LOVE to see it!!!

➢ side-note: the easiest way to get me to see your fanworks is by submitting it directly to this very blog! i dont check my notifications very often so if you just mention this blog or post it in a main tag for it, chances are i won't know. BUT if you just submit your fanart here, that's a surefire way to get me to see it AND i can display your work for all to see!!! it's a win-win :D

✦ fancharacters for vr-tv aren't just accepted, they're encouraged! if you want to make a wacky little guy for this thing then be my guest!

➢ side-note: it bares clarification here that vr-tv isn't a collaborative project, it's just something i make on my own. you're welcome to make fancharacters BUT they won't be considered canon! (it's just too much work for me to include multiple people's fan lore in with my own for this project, sorry!) you can still by all means draw canon characters hanging out or even draw oc x canon if you really like, but don't do so with the expectations of them being canonized if that makes sense! like with fanart, i encourage you to submit fancharacters here directly in the case that you make them!

✦ do NOT create nsfw content of vr-tv characters!!! that's just crossing a line that i am not comfortable seeing my characters depicted in. please dont :c

✦ ASKS ARE HEAVILY WELCOMED!!!!!!!!!!! if you send me an ask about this thing i will do everything in my power to answer it to the best of my ability. you can ask me anything about this thing, what certain character's favorite foods are, how the VR-TV virutal reality works (but keep in mind i am bad at describing technology things lol), your headcanons/theories, questions about the lore or character's motivations.... PLEASE ask me any of those and so much more! i will be glad to divulge information to you!

✦ in the case that you want to make ship art between two characters, please reach out to me thru the ask box beforehand to get my approval before you start making anything. i wouldn't want you to draw something i don't approve of especially between certain characters, my characters are precious to me and im admittedly very finicky about how my characters get depicted. (and me giving approval isn't a sign that the relationship will become canon, it's just a signifier that im okay with seeing content of those two characters in that sort of relationship. just thought that was worth adding!)

so yeah - that should cover all the bases!

enjoy your time here!!! buh bye!!!! hope to see you around soon! 👋 ★

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002yb · 7 months

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Jason and dick independently chasing down the same mooks to a rundown strip bar and going in undercover. The pot bellied owner inviting them both for first day introductions. Jason stumbling upon seeing it's Dick doing practice runs on the pole. Dick missing a cue seeing Jay in the server outfit, booty shorts and a v neck top with his toddies spilling O U T.

It's not the first time they come across one another on a case and it certainly won't be the last. While Jason doesn't appreciate Dick shoehorning his way into Jason's business, he can't be too mad about it given how it led Jason to Bludhaven. Undoubtedly Dick and he followed different leads that have led them to this point. It's promising, but also so fucking unfortunate.

With how many embarrassing situations they've caught one another in, it's a wonder that either of them can still feel shame over anything. Even still, Jason flusters. For fuck's sake, Jason's tits are spilling out of his top; his ass hasn't been this much on show since his days as Robin.

It takes all Jason's self restraint to fight the urge to pull the shorts of his uniform down in a vie for modesty. They sit so low on his hips that even an attempt to be reserved is a foregone thing. Even when Jason tries to hide his chest with the serving tray, the owner tuts at him - chiding Jason to correct his posture; they're a 'professional establishment.' The clients don't come here to look at shy, timid maidens.

Being called out so aggressively diverts everyone's attention from their own tasks to him. It's an employee only night - a training simulation in which the new blood learns their tasks while the seniors lounge and enjoy themselves. It could be worse. There could be clients around, many of which are persons of interest in this case, but come on. For fuck's sake leave him alone.

His only mercy is that it's dark enough that the blush across Jason's cheeks isn't an easily noticed thing. Neither is his scowl.

Jason moves the tray so that he's not hidden behind it and bites back a grimace at the way he's eyed up and down. The attention is fleeting as the owner returns to appraising one of his new dancers, but Jason feels dirty for it nonetheless. Fucking creep.

The lights of the stage illuminate him faintly when Jason steps into it to serve his temporary boss and their cronies. One of them slaps the back of his thigh, laughter raucous as they squeeze, thumb pressing along the curve of his ass and Jason flinches, a shudder of disgust running down his back. He has to fight the knee-jerk reaction to fight and incapacitate; takes a deep breath because this is 'part of the training', a test to dissuade handsy customers.

Before Jason can even start, a trill runs up his spine and makes him tense because he can feel it - someone staring at him. It's weird, given Jason has had eyes on him all night, but this is different. Intense. It puts Jason on edge, body drawn taut for a fight.

When he discreetly glances out of his peripheral, Jason catches sight of the dancer and his eyes widen because it's not just some stripper working the pole - it's Dick.

From the look of him, the recognition is mutual.

Jason isn't sure what happens first or if it happens all at once, but in that moment of surprise everything goes to hell in a hand basket. Dick drops off the pole he'd been twisting around and Jason spills an entire tray of drinks into the owner's lap.

It's an uproar from there. The cronies throw themselves out of their chairs, shouting and berating Jason for the fuck-up until the boss raises his hand to silence them. Senior workers turn their heads away, focusing on the other waitstaff and talent. Playing it smart by keeping their heads down and minding their own.

Short-tempered, angry, and volatile men aren't anything new to Jason; he's unbothered by how they attack him and seethe, how the boss puts on airs like he's more important than he is. While Jason has the sense to snap his attention to the spilled drinks, his thoughts are very much caught on Dick. That he's there shouldn't come as much of a surprise as it is - this is Bludhaven, after all - but Jason already feels a blush of embarrassment staining his face and creeping low on his chest, across his fucking shoulders, even! Subconsciously, he reaches for his shorts. Fidgeting with the hem like there’s any modesty they can afford him.

(For the first time, Jason notices how the male dancers are more clothed than the full wait staff. Isn't it backwards? For fuck's sake).

Jason plays his role, apologizing profusely while assuring the owner that Jason will get everything cleaned up. And because Dick is always a hero regardless of what he is or isn't wearing, he steps down from the stage to kneel alongside Jason - reaching out for broken glass until the owner snips at him to stop.

"Dancers are meant to be watched," The boss says, jerking his chin back to the stage before sitting back and looking down his nose at Jason, legs spreading in an obscene and suggestive way, "This one will clean up after himself, won't you sweetheart?"

Dick's fingers twitch at the disparagement and the dirty implication. An uncomfortable silence follows, tension thick until Jason continues to pick up the larger glass shards. However reluctant, Dick pulls away from him, stepping back on to the stage and back to the pole to mind his business so that Jason can mind his and they can get through the night without further incident.

This case is bigger than the both of them. They can't fuck this up even if each others' presence was an unanticipated, unwanted thing and regardless if this miserable fucking bastard crook tests Jason's temper like none other.

"Missed a spot, doll." The boss drawls. When Jason looks up at him from beneath his lashes, the man spreads his legs that much wider and Jason clenches his jaw. It's a bold move to make with someone holding shards of glass in their hands. Jason could ruin this guy's day real quick. The man's hands rest over his lap, drawing up to tap his thumb over his alcohol-soaked groin while he flags another server down to get him a drink. "You need this job; don't fuck it up."

Jason grinds his teeth, but swallows down the rage with a promise to himself that he'll fuck everything up come the end of this case. A shard of glass cuts his hand from where he grasps it too tightly. It slices into his palm the same way it does his knees when Jason begrudgingly falls to them between the man's legs.

Fingers thread through his hair, drawing Jason's head down and Jason forces his body to be still, lax. It's not like he hasn't done this before for the same type of bitch. This is fine. This is fine.

And then the man is gone entirely. Jason stays knelt on the floor, eyes wide as Dick launches himself off the stage, throwing himself at the boss they're supposed to be manipulating and sending the both of them sprawling backwards over the chair the man was sat in. Jason stares in wonder at the picture of rage Dick paints, eyes alight and wild, teeth bared in an ugly snarl, fist drawn back and pulling out of everyone's hands that try to hold him back.

It's not something Dick apologizes for later once Jason is able to track him down. All Dick does is spit the blood in his mouth onto the streets and glower, head turned away and body drawn taut - itching for a fight.

He's a sight, to say the least. Enough to make Jason want to drop to his knees again, only this time without any interruptions to save his honor.

As it stands, Jason leans against the wall beside Dick and waits for him to simmer down. They've seen each other in any number of embarrassing or shameful scenarios and Jason should really be flustering about other parts of their night as opposed to this.

The case is still on. Jason has them covered in the same way Dick covered for him. And while Jason isn't thrilled to let Dick in on his case - Jason did wander into Bludhaven's borders. That besides, it's not the worst feeling to have someone looking out for him.

#dickjay #jaydick #possessive!dick grayson #words #jason dressed scantily at a club is something I can write/read over and over and never tire of tbh

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cielcreations · 3 months

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SCP-L0V365

Item #: SCP-L0V365

Site: 3M91R35

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-L0V365 are to be contained in an seventy four (74) meters by ninety two (93) meters stone room with a bullet proof glass window roof. The weather monitor shall be checked every four (4) hours. Once every two (2) weeks, the rain simulation should be administered. Once activated, the sprinklers will be turned on and should remain on for two (2) hours. The simulation should cease after those two (2) hours before the fog simulation be administered. The temperature during this simulation should be anywhere between fifteen degrees Celsius to twenty four degrees Celsius (15°C-24°C). The fog simulation should cease after one (1) hour before the weather is to be normal once again.

Absolutely none of the vegetation is to be touched. Anyone who tries to interact with such vegetation (ie: picking the vegetations, watering the vegetation, intentionally stepping off the path, etc) is to either be terminated by staff or SCP-B34N5, if he hadn't already. If anyone removes any plant life, it is to be placed back in their containment room.

Description: SCP-L0V365 are actually two separate SCPs. They are a married couple who are inseparable. The foundations has given both SCPs name for clarity sake.

SCP-B34N5 appears to be a thirty (30) year old Caucasian man of British decent, approximately one point eight (1.8) meters in height. He has brown hair and green eyes, with a green streak in his hair, green antenna, and green transparent fairy wings. He wears a simple white button up shirt with a green overcoat, khaki pants, and brown leather boots.

SCP-5H4D0W appears to be a thirty (30) year old Caucasian woman of British decent, approximately one point six (1.6) meters in height. She has pink hair with blue eyes, as well as pink antenna and pink transparent fairy wings. She wears a simple blue dress that falls to her ankles with white leggings and black slip on shoes. Her hair is usually tied up in two space buns with blue ribbons, but she has been seen to have her hair fully down or have SCP-B34N5 doing her hair.

SCP-L0V365 both claim to be fairies and, despite looking like they are thirty (30), have claimed they are hundreds of years old. They are both normally very calm and cooperative with staff. However, their containment room is overgrown with plants because of SCP-5H4D0W. If anyone attempts to interact with the vegetation, SCP-B34N5 becomes aggressive. He will attack and attempt to kill anyone who messes with the vegetation, demanding no one to touch "his wife's creations."

Because of how much they value the plant life they created, the foundation asked permission to install a path in their containment cell for easier interaction. No other modification is to be asked/made. SCP-L0V365 are constantly by one another's side and have asked for items to make their room "more romantic." These requests have been denied.

SCP-L0V365 Test Log

PRECONDITIONS: None

ACTION: Dr. █████ ordered D-Class Personnel to extract any vegetation they could.

TEST RESULT:

D-Class 098700 had managed to extract a flower from their containment room; a pink flower of unknown origin.

Attempted scientific research ended in the flower growing ten times (10x) its size, stabbing everyone in the room with large vines it had grown. It shrunk to its normal size once everyone in the room was killed.

The flower was then thrown in the incinerator for termination, but it had grown vines once again. It seemed to crawl out of the incinerator and, once again, stabbed and killed everyone in the room.

The flower was then returned to SCP-L0V365's containment room.

NOTES:

The vegetation is clearly induced with SCP-5H4D0W's magic, but the risk of more causalities is not worth the protentional scientific research. It is clear neither she or SCP-B34N5 want their plants to be touched or interacted with. For such reason, no one is permitted to attempt any research on the vegetation nor are they permitted to remove any of it.

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sightofsea · 6 months

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dashboard simulator:

mutual 1: if you're going to be making posts about stabbing as a love language for fuck's sake know the difference between projected and impacted blood splatter i s2g the collective intellect on this site is nonexistent

mutual 2: hey everybody!!! thanks for all the supportive asks re: the whole only liking gay guys post. and also thanks for the tips but I really don't think it means anything about my gender identity??? but again!!! appreciate it!!! :3 x

mutual 3: bagging sensors at self checkout stands should fuck off and die

mutual 4: i think every mean dyke is connected to a weird fag by a string of fate and also a leather collar

mutual 5: (reblogs a long winded post about how being the eldest sibling is the most traumatic experience alive) #thank you

mutual 3: (reblogging a web weaving post about the eroticism of wound care that only has 5 notes and was published 4 months ago) #weird that this showed up on my dash but i get it

mutual 6: (reblogging mutual 1's post) teehee sooooo true bestie i'm in your walls btw

mutual 1: i think I hauve blood loss

#iykyk

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emerald-onion · 11 months

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Things Dr. Ink Is Not Allowed To Do At The Foundation, by Dr. Dream (WIP)

Stop teaching Agent Blue swear words.

Not even in different languages.

Spike the coffee machine with laxatives is not only gross but also immoral.

Don't the SCP file as your personal notebook. How many times do I have to say this?

Try to convince everyone that SCP-404 is 'a big softie inside' is just plain suicidal.

Answer "What the fuck do you want?!" with "Your SOUL" is right out.

Stop telling everyone your paintbrush is secretly a staff member.

Stop telling a staff member they are secretly a paintbrush.

"I forgot!" is not and will never be an excuse for nearly killing all of your co-workers.

And neither is "They didn't pass the vibe check".

Nor "They shouldn't have eaten the last muffin".

Rolling up to someone with a trenchcoat and saying "I have brought the goods" isn't as hilarious as you may think.

Don't tell the new recruits that SCP-99 will adopt them if they call it 'Nootmare'.

Don't tell people that your medicine is drug.

Don't hide drugs in your medicine. Trust me, I'll know.

Showing SCP-404's shitty Undernovela's knock-off was fun one time and one time only, and that was before it destroyed our entire west wing.

Don't give Agent Blue candies.

Don't give Agent Blue honey.

Don't give Agent Blue cake-pop.

Don't give Agent Blue any kind of sugar, period.

No, "What have you done?" is a desperate plea for you to stop, not "Please continue".

There is not any SCP Dating Simulator. There has never been a SCP Dating Simulator.

Not even in Japan.

And no, this isn't a suggestion to make one.

Dr. Ink is not the God of Creation. Not even if your cult says so. Since when did you have a cult in the first place?

Stop submitting your paperwork in the back of a Kung Fu Panda DVD.

Stop stealing SCP-404's chocolate.

Stop hiding SCP-404's remote control.

Stop rearranging everything in SCP-404's containment cell by one inch to drive it insane.

Stop messing with SCP-404, I beg of you.

Drawing SCP porn on the Foundation walls is strictly forbidden.

Don't tell Agent Red this world is a shitty crossover fanfiction and everything he knows is fake.

Don't tell Agent Red that he and Agent Blue are the clones of Dr. Sans.

Yes, I know that it's possible, Agent Cross is standing right there, but stop giving him an existential crisis, please.

Don't tell Agent Blue his action figures are alive and they're silently screaming for him to break them from their inanimate prison.

Don't call Agent Blue Berrybaby specifically to piss him off.

Don't convince Agent Blue Santa Clause is real and he just needs to go to Antarctica to find him.

Seriously, leave the poor guy alone.

No spilling melted chocolate on someone and telling them it's SCP-99's goop.

Stop trying to wear high heels to make yourself taller. You broke your fucking leg, Dr. Ink.

Didn't I order you to stop messing with SCP-404? Why do I see a giant graffiti of SCP-404 in a cat hoodie in front of its containment cell?

SCP-404's dolls are not made of the remains of its dead victims. It has already been terrifying enough already, stop fanning the flame even more.

Yes, you have a bad memory. No, even that won't make you forget the large fire you start in the cafeteria 10 seconds ago.

The Foundation exists to protect the people, not a big conspiracy to control everyone's mind.

There is no such thing as a Reset button. Stop saying that every time you mess something up.

SCP-99 cannot be pacified with a lullaby. Don't tell the other scientists that. We're short on staff already.

Playing your flute at three in the morning is just plain creepy.

The Foundation does not have a dress code. Especially not 'Maid uniform'.

I know you still meet up with SCP-90 sometimes. I don't know how, but I know. For God's sake, Ink! He's a freaking body-snatching parasite!

You're absolutely not allowed to knock on the D-personals' door and tell them "It is coming. There's nothing you can do to stop it."

#utmv #utmv au #undertale multiverse #undertale multiverse au #ink sans #error sans #underswap sans #blue #underfell sans #red #cross sans #scp foundation: the x-file #scp #scp foundation

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The Baby Project - ch.1

.synopsis: It’s towards the end of your senior year, and only one more quarter of classes to go. If you thought it would be peaceful then you’re completely wrong because your health teacher decides to give you a simulation project and partners you with your longtime crush.

a/n: This work took A LOT of time to write mostly because of school and colleges, chapter 1 is not long but chapter 2 will be, so I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it! much love - jey

paring → Sunghoon x f!reader,

wc: 1.7k

warning(s): swearing, mature themes, Yuna bitching Jake, Jakes hitting kink, rest is tbd

next l mstl

“3 more months and I’m out of here.” you think to yourself, looking around the cafeteria full of some of the most annoying people you’ve met in your life. You had a love-hate relationship with being a senior in high school, one of the benefits being that you could sign yourself out of there whenever your bitch of an English teacher or really anyone, got on your damn nerves. But one of the things that sucked this year and the past 6 years was the only boy you’ve ever liked since 7th grade never even talked to you.

Well, he talked to you once, but it was just a polite ‘excuse me’, and even from that small interaction you found yourself screaming inside and ranting about it to your closest friends everyday for a week straight and them being the supportive best friends they are, supported your delusions for 6 years straight.

“At least he looked at me when asking me to move, and at least it was me who he asked to move. See? That means he thought about me. I told you that’s my man.” That was your mindset ever since that interaction, and you were set on using junior year to make a move. You weren’t sure on why specifically junior year but that’s besides the point because the real point is you bitched out every time you planned on making a move.

And now it’s almost the end of senior year, and no action involving him what-so-ever. Soon you’re just gonna have to face reality and realize that Park Sunghoon would never like you, would never look your way ever again, never talk to you ever again, and would definitely not be the person waiting at the end of the altar for you, later becoming the father of your 3 children.

“You’re literally gonna be single forever if you keep acting the way you do about this boy y/n. It’s not that hard, go up to him and say what you want.” Yuna has been saying the same shit for over 3 years now and throughout those whole 3 years, you never once listened to her.

Even with your friend’s help, you just can’t (and won’t) get yourself to make your body move in his direction and actually talk to him without possibly embarrassing yourself, which you most likely would if you were to ever step foot in his direction.

“Y/n, spark a conversation, be flirtatious, pull your boobs out of your shirt for gods sake. You’re making it seem like such a hard task.” Felix says, sounding a little aggravated by this whole situation since he just wanted to eat his lunch in peace without having to hear the whole "y/n is in love with Park Sunghoon but is a little bitch about it” bullshit. Hearing it for the past 6 years was already enough for him.

“Why her boobs though?” Winter asks while trying to suppress a laugh.

Felix turns to winter, “Can you leave me and my choice of words the hell alone please? And I don’t know it just came out. Also don’t even think you’re off the hook either miss, because your little ‘secret crush’ on Jay is NOT unnoticeable.” Felix is now targeting poor Winter about the small crush she’s had for about a year now. Everyone knows that Winter obviously likes Jay, who the hell in the friend group didn’t know. “Wanna know how I know, because..well I just know, and the facts that I have are completely true.”

"When can I hit him?” Usually to get Felix to shut the hell up Yuna resulted in violence. Yuna just didn’t want Winter being embarrassed by how obvious it was, especially since Winter wasn’t the person to talk much about a love interest, let alone the type of person to actually talk and socialize.

“I don’t like him so leave me alone, go get an actual girlfriend for once in your life. You’re all over y/n about Sunghoon but look at you.” says Winter, scowling down at the sandwich in her hand before shoving a good amount of it into her mouth and taking a bite. That was the most Winter talked the whole lunch period, but not the first time she said some rude shit to Felix.

You can’t even remember when Felix started hanging out with you 3 girls. According to the man himself, apparently it was at Jake Sims 14th birthday party, and Yuna punched him in the stomach and then proceeded to smash his face into the cake and called him a dooshbag right after. Felix being the dumbfuck he was -and still is- thought it was so badass that he started following you girls around, attempting to be in the group. And he just stuck ever since. keyword; apparently.

But despite all that, the birthday story regarding Jake Sim getting bitched was actually true. And despite Yuna letting Jake know that he wasn’t shit by handing his ass to him at his own party, they’re actually dating. It’s a secret though, everyone thinks they’re some type of enemies with hella sexual tension. Speaking of the devil, here he comes right now.

His tall frame came into view, that sly smirk started to appear on his face which was sculpted by the gods btw. Those lips that Yuna is literally obsessed with but acts like she’s not slowly forming a smile when he sees her. it’s really mind blowing how they hide their relationship so well.

Jake said the exact moment he knew he liked Yuna was when she bitched him at his party. He said that when he finally got up and wiped the cake out of his eyes while still groaning in pain, he thought that was the hottest thing ever and began getting on her nerves even more hoping she would hit him again because he “liked how it felt.” Jake also went on to tell us that this was the point in his life where he figured out he liked being hit, in a kinky way. Why are there so many outcomes from this party?

“Hey Yuna, you know that instead of sitting on that hard chair you could just sit on my dick? All you gotta do is ask love.” The smirk on his face said that he was trying to get something out of her, but his eyes showed nothing but love and adoration when looking at her.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE SIM!” Yuna shouted, pushing him away. It worked, he got what he wanted, for her to touch him. And even though it really sounded like Yuna wanted him out of sight, her eyes were telling him something else, something you weren’t going into detail on because it’s obviously some freaky shit. It was a daily thing for Jake to do this at lunch, come to your table for a little show for the public eye and to see his secret girlfriend.

Once Jake was gone Yuna looked from felix to winter and back down at her phone still trying to suppress her smile, "why do you even sit here with us, shouldn’t you be with Chan?” It’s true, where was this guys babysitter?

“Also, y/n has the rest of this year and possibly more to tell Sunghoon how she feels since they’re going to the same university. I think you should take your time.” Winter said before shoving the remaining piece of a sandwich she held in her hand into her mouth. Winter is the only person in the group who doesn’t pressure you into doing stupid shit like telling THE Park Sunghoon that you like him even though she knows it’s kind of long overdue.

“Well y/n, if you die a lonely virgin, it was never my fault.” Felix's laughter was soon cut short when he started yelling in pain and holding his right arm. “WHAT THE FUCK YUNA!?? why do you punch so hard!? I’M BRUISING! DO YOU SEE THE BRUISE FORMING?! I COULD’VE DIED!!! MY ARM COULD’VE FALLEN OFF!”

“You deserved it so stop screaming like a bitch.” One thing about Yuna was that no one was allowed to talk shit about her girls unless it was her who was talking shit (which she didn’t do). She was very protective of you girls, especially when it came to Winter since most of the time she wouldn't say anything back to Felix’s stupid jokes.

Apart from the library, you found lunch to be a peaceful environment even with the constant never ending bickering between Yuna and Felix. You should’ve chosen the library today instead of your lunch table.

Looking at the time shown on your phone screen you realize that it’s almost time for class and you still had to go to your locker which was conveniently 2 lockers down from Sunghoon’s to exchange some books. “The bell is about to ring guys.”

As you’re gathering your books your eyes wander a little and land on a silver haired boy talking and laughing with a group of other boys surrounding him. His perfect side profile, those moles that accentuate his face, that jawline. God that perfect pointed nose, you know many things it could be used for. His laugh that you can practically hear even from a mile away.

Sad how he wasn’t really social with other people that weren’t in his friend group, and apart from him the whole friend group was hot. The school considered them to be the prettiest boys to ever walk these halls. They all looked like models, something so delicate and capturing which should be held in a museum.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you quickly finished packing up and let the girls know you’re ready to go, which was a lie because you wanted to stare at Sunghoon for as long as possible. But you have all next period for that.

Yuna starts smiling which lets you and Winter know she’s up to no good. Looking up and straight at felix and loud enough for the next lunch table over to hear she shouts “Whatever, BYE VIRGIN! let’s go girls.” All three of you walked away from the table laughing at Felix’s dumbfounded expression and trying to clear up the accusation.

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driftwithme · 7 months

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Right now I'm kinda sick which means I have no brainpower to talk about this properly or at least how I want to.

Subject at hand: Mako, Chuck and Raleigh all had an specific item in the movie that kinda explains or contains them as characters.

Mako and her relationship with swords is the obvious example. If you'll permit me to call it her motif, then let that be it. For the sake of storytelling, Mako is given an object that is the summary of her struggles and dreams, of her traumas and her hope. Swords are part of her heritage, given that his dad dedicated his life to making them. An item capable of both great damage and impossible beauty, the movie even adapts it to be more like the girl itself: chainswords that stay hidden and silently away for their turn to strike, capable of flexibility and quick adaptation, they are almost unbreakable, used to support others in need, cut straight through the heart of the enemy and provide a sure win even under great underwater pressure or up in the sky.

Mako is the girl welding the sword and she's the one crafting the sword from scratch designing it and she's the sword itself, okay?

Mako's a weapon in the context of she being a soldier. She's deadly, trained to kill, efficient with a perfect score in combat simulations, one of the brightest in the Jaeger Program. But she is also a craft in the sense of being someone intricate, because her story is way more complex than people imagine. She is beautiful as a woman, delicate in her ways of treating others, elegant in her movements...

In this case, the objectification serves a more artistic purpose. Whenever you think of the chainsword, you think of Mako and the other way around. Her scene killing Otachi in the name of her family is her breakthrough in the movie, where she achieves her dream/goal, when all she has gone through pays off. Then the scene where she uses the chainsword to oin Slattern to G. Danger is the culmination of her arc to say so: now she will kill the Kaiju that killed her adoptive father and will finally put an end of the apocalypse.

Without having to make it explicit in the film, you know that Mako gave those chainswords to G. Danger during the restoration program hoping that it'd be somehow her jaeger, that she'd finally become a ranger piloting it, etc.

Now, I said something similar can be found looking at the depiction of both Chuck and Raleigh in the movie. That's because, to me at least, the narrative does something similar in Chuck-Max and Raleigh-his photographs.

Raleigh is our narrator, our protagonist, we see the world through his eyes. I guess the thesis hear is that Raleigh is the man behind the camera, guiding our perception of this fictional world. Photographs can be intimate, int he way they reveal the interest of the one taking them. In sharing with us the concept of Raleigh having photography as his hobby, the story reveals us a man oriented to details and sensitive to the art of framing an instant, telling a story in one snap.

It also tells just how sentimental he is, how much he loved his home, his brother, 'cause he was surviving with rations at the end of the world but wherever he traveled, he took his pictures with him, put them on the walls of his residency. He's then a man who likes to take a look at the past. He said it himself: he spent 5 years on the past, never thinking of how the future would be. Nostalgic or even melancholic, but ultimately willing to make new good and bad memories and capture them for posterity. Loyal, down to earth in the sense that he knows where he came and what made him the way he is, sensible and patient, likes walking around cities or touring maybe, which is interesting really. For all the cocky American dream of a man the movie suggests he was, he didn't have posters of action movies or pics of him in fights or any of that. He had pics of architecture, nice tiny shots that suggest calmness, a steady hand and a more passive spirit. It really matches Mako Mori in that sense.

I could dive more into the subjects of how his photographs characterize Raleigh Becket, but I'm not lying when I say I'm feeling sick and my brain is kinda foggy.

I'll close this post talking about Chuck and his relationship with Max instead.

One of the first things I noticed on my last rewatch is just how many times Chuck and Max are practically switching roles in the film

As in Chuck gets treated like a dog and Max gets treated like a son. As in they are one and the same sometimes, given that Max is the vehicle of Chuck's repressed emotions, since he refuses to let them out openly. As in Max is the representation of the intricate rituals the Hansens use to communicate the things they cannot say but want to.

I'll try explain it quickly using two scenes from the movie, okay?

First one: when Pentecost and Mako were showing Raleigh the jaeger bay on the Hong Kong Shatterdome and the Hansens arrived just in time to greet the newcomer, Herc tells someone to stay but he is not talking to Max.

His clipped tone given as a short command surprised me because it sounded like the one you'd give your dog when you see someone or some other dog approaching. Now, if you know your dog is a troublemaker and if you have trained, you could give the command to tell him to stay away from the trouble.

But Max runs freely to Mako and Herc only jokes about how Max is always slobbering over pretty girls, a comment you'd expect from a dad about his teenage son. He doesn't tell Max to stop. He doesn't even look at the dog as he's talking with Raleigh.

The one who stayed behind, grounded, was Chuck. This alone tells us so much about the Hansens and their stiff relationship. Chuck is the dog who might bite, the one you need to pull the leash to avoid him attacking. Herc is not a perfect man but here it's obvious he did fuck up as a dad. He gives orders like he's a commander and Chuck a subordinate. Stay.

(I can't remember exactly the dialogue, so you might forgive any discrepancy. What I know is that Herc told Chuck to stay behind while he greeted Raleigh, meaning that Herc knew Chuck might cause a scene. What did he know about Chuck and Raleigh and why did he tell Chuck to stay behind?).

The second scene: on the farewell moment before Operation Pitfall, Chuck kneels to pet Max one last time and tells him to take care of Herc (or was it the other way around?).

I choose this moment to defend my point because here? Here Chuck is assigning Max as his replacement. Not in the mean way, of course, but he acknowledges that his dad might lose his only son and trying to soften the blow, he gives Herc one last mission: to take care of Max and also let Max take care of him. Max is an extension of Chuck, so it's a way of saying that their bond stays there and they will ALWAYS take care of each other, it doesn't matter if Chuck dies during Pitfall.

It's also telling that Chuck kneeling to pet Max is a metaphor for Chuck asking Herc for forgiveness. All his intentions go to Max in that sense. Now Chuck has become Max and Max will always be Chuck. Now, man and dog are one, because the dog has taken Chuck's place as Herc's son and Chuck is the dog that gets send to die at the bottom of the ocean, some fucked up version of Laika up in space.

That's why we see almost every pilot eating at least once in the movie, but not Chuck. He was feeding Max and once it was over, they both walked away like the food was not on Max's belly but Chuck's. That's why Max and Chuck almost never interact with someone at the same time.

Chuck is the kid who got instructed but not raised by his dad. He's the war dog with an impressive killing count that doesn't get to brag because he barks too much and he's not nice to strangers. He is, to any means, just an scared animal behaving like he was taught to. He is confused and jealous when Herc gives his attention (and affection in Chuck's eyes) to someone else. Chuck is desperate to be told he's a good boy, he's enough, he's loved and appreciated. He lashes out when he feels threatened or cornered and he gives puppy eyes meaning "sorry" when he knows he has fucked up, etc etc etc.

An if it feels abhorrent to reduce Chuck to the role of a dog, it speaks volumes about the way he got treated in the movie. In the end, the only thing he really wins during the movie is to be called his father's son. You can argue "but Shan, doesn't he also wins the respect of most characters?" and I'd tell you that it's a sad sad thing that the only way you can get others to acknowledge you as a good man is by exploding yourself at the bottom of the ocean.

I'm not talking about Mako or Raleigh here, because through Max, we know that Mako and Chuck could be friends but in the movie all we get is a tense relationship summarized in maybe one exchange of words (that got Chuck beaten up by the way). And when it comes to Raleigh, all the resolution we got was a silent apology and the equally silent acceptance of such after the Double Event, if we don't count that Chuck was on Raleigh's left side during Stacker's motivational speech

But you know those metaphors of pets being like children? From that angle, Pentecost and Herc are always treating Chuck as an spoiled brat. Which he is, but c'mon. It's not like Herc can talk much being that he failed Chuck big time and it's not like Pentecost wasn't there to witness how the youngest ranger ever to be graduated survived 5 years of actual hell and achieved the best killing count. You don't get there for being a kid. You don't go so far without maturing hard and fast. Chuck is not some annoying puppy picking fights because he's bored. He let's Max sleep and eat and okay to his liking because that's the side that Chuck himself can't be: carefree, soft, selfish in the sense of being self-indulgent.

Mako had to shape herself into a sword to avenge her family and make justice and even survive in a world that tried to kill her when she was still just s little child. Raleigh had to freeze his memories in photographs because he's by now used to tragedy and not having enough time, things ending fast, his happy days going away, losing his home and family. Chuck gave his dog the comfortable life he wishes he could have, he devoted himself to the task of giving Max all that he felt Herc failed to give him, and finally gave Max his place as Herc's son.

Which yeah, pretty much is what I tried to say in many clumsy words ejdjdkjfkfkdn:

Mako, Chuck and Raleigh all had an specific item in the movie that explains or contains them as characters.

#pacific rim #pacrim #pacific rim 2013 #pacrim 2013 #raleigh becket #chuck hansen #mako mori

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wen-kexing-apologist · 9 months

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Bengiyo's Queer Media Syllabus

For those who are not aware, I have decided to run the gauntlet of @bengiyo’s Queer Cinema Syllabus and have officially started Unit 1: Coming of Age Post Moonlight. The films in Unit 1 are Pariah (2011), Get Real (1998), Edge of Seventeen (1998), My Own Private Idaho (1991), and Mysterious Skin (2004)

Today I will be writing about:

Edge of Seventeen (1998) dir. David Moreton

[Available on: Kanopy, Archive, Amazon, Run Time: 1:44]

Summary: A teenager copes with his sexuality on the last day of school in 1984. It shows him coping with being gay and being with friends. (from IMDB)

Cast: Chris Stafford as Eric, the main character Tina Holmes as Maggie, Eric’s best friend/girlfriend-ish? Anderson Gabrych as Rod, Eric’s gay awakening Lea DeLaria as Angie, former work supervisor of Eric, Maggie, and Rod at their summer job.

I had some firsts with this film. This was the first film in the syllabus that had identifiable tropes that carry through some of the BLs, which makes sense as this syllabus was designed as a progression in to BL. But most importantly, this was the first film in the syllabus that made me truly understand how important it was for me to work my way through these films, and that comes down to the surrounding conversation I had with @bengiyo and @shortpplfedup, when I expressed absolute shock and awe that a film from 1998 had two men shoving their tongues down each other’s throats, mouthing at penises through pants, massaging bare asses on screen, mentioning/simulating rimming, showing and actually using lube.

I decided to work my way through this syllabus because growing up I a) didn’t know I was queer or at the very least b) did not admit to myself I was queer, c) did not have any out queer people in my family and d) did not have any our queer elders in my surrounding life. Therefore every single piece of queer cinema or television that I consumed was something that I just happened to stumble across, or that I had potentially seen someone post about on tumblr. Thus, there is a wealth of queer cinema that I never knew existed.

In the past few years I have reflected a lot on how little history I know about my community. I have thought about lines in The Inheritance play where older gay men are discussing how baby gays just Simply Do Not Understand but also how they don’t know the names of important and influential people in the community, we may all know Stonewall, but honestly until a year or so ago I could not name a single other important moment in US queer history. I don’t like how much I am missing because I didn’t know myself and didn’t have anyone around to learn it from.

All of this to say, I wanted to watch more queer cinema because I didn’t know what was out there, and in doing so I have realized how important it is to me to see these glimpses of history in what was allowed, acceptable, tolerated, made visible, and the level to which queer characters were humanized and treated with empathy and compassion.

Anyway, I was watching this film and DMing Ben and Nini about it and when I expressed surprise that they were going this far in a film from over 20 years ago, they said the following (independent of each other):

“I realize you came of age after 9/11, but you truly have no idea how hard this nation regressed”

“Ah the halcyon days of the 90’s before the weird post-911 puritanical backlash”

So, naturally a conversation begun around society, art, and culture and how it change between the 90s and 2000s (@shortpplfedup). How military service and gay marriage were compromises compared to what queer people were pushing for before 9-11 (@bengiyo). And that is when I was struck with the understanding that I needed to go through this syllabus. For the sake of understanding what art and culture and queerness was like before 9-11. For the sake of understanding just how far film and television have regressed in the US when it comes to queerness and how it is portrayed, how frequently, and in what contexts in film and television.

And there are little moments in this film that I see nodding to queer history, the most visually striking one for me being the shot of the back of a record holder that had a pink triangle as its design. That feels extremely intentional to me.

It is also the first film in the syllabus I’ve seen that contains trends/tropes utilized in BL. First being where a boy, left unattended, grabs the nearest article of his crush’s clothing and smells it. The way the enter the final sex scene in this film by focusing initially on the feet, which I have seen done a number of times in the BLs that I have watched (l just finished You’re My Sky today and they imply sex through foot position, you can see it in the trailer for Only Friends as well). But unlike most of the BLs, I’ve watched that utilize that imagery due to rating requirements or censorship, THE CAMERA KEEPS GOING and you’ve got bare, hairy asses, all the hip you could possibly want, and two men practically eating each other’s faces. I see so many echos of Teh and Tarn’s relationship to one another reflected in the dynamic between Eric and Maggie.

I guess I don’t have much else say about the film itself except that it is very clearly created by people who are queer, who get it, who understand what Rod is saying when he says he likes Madonna, how you can immediately tell that Eric is going to a gay club when he pulls up to the parking lot of Universal Fruits and Nuts. The way the exterior of that building feels very different from what is inside, and made me think a bit about speakeasies. The shirt Eric wears when he comes out being a disassembled, abstracted face, his brother wearing a That’s The American Way t-shirt. You know what the film is trying to tell us about Eric’s identity based on which female musical artists he has on his wall.

Like the other two films I have seen in Unit 1, the ending of the film is the most striking, lingering part for me. Eric comes out to his mother in the following exchange:

Eric says “I’m gay” \\ in the quietest voice she has, his mother says “I know” Eric and his mother hug* and she asks him“What did I do wrong?” she lets go and moves to the other end of the living room \\ Eric looks devastated says* “I love you” \\ she turns to look at him and says “I don’t know how to handle this”.

In that initial “I’m gay” \\ “I know” exchange be followed by a nice, warm hug, there was a spark of hope in me that this would be a coming out that his parent would handle gracefully (despite the other moments in the film where she starts to suspect and question him). I thought for the briefest of seconds that her question “What did I do wrong?” was her asking Eric how she had misstepped in ways that he was worried about coming out to her. But in about the same amount of time that it took for Eric to process the question, I realized a much deeper, more painful thread was being called to the surface: “What did I do wrong [to make you gay?]”

This feels like an admission a la Mol in 180 Degrees, telling Wang that she is, in fact, disappointed that he is gay. And you can see the way it impacts Eric. And silly me, I should never for a second thought that this coming out might go over flawlessly, because this story and parts of gay culture and gay sex that are included in this film indicate to me there are queer people behind the story. Which means the way that Eric’s mother handles the coming out is so much more likely to be realistic. Parent and child both confirming that they love each other, but their child still being hurt by their parent’s inability to understand and figure out how to handle new information like that spoke directly to how the conversation between me and my mother went when I came out.

But even more important to me than that scene, than the complexity that comes from loving someone and not knowing how to reconcile love and homophobia, is that life goes on. Eric leaves the house, and ends up back at the gay club, surrounded by queer elders, seeing a boy he has a crush on, and smiling and enjoying himself with his community while he listens to his friend sing the words “nothing but blue skies from now on”. Which just feels…idk, so goddamn real? Carrying the pain of rejection with you but being determined to find joy in the people who accept you, despite how much the rejection may hurt.

I place this film in the by, for, about category

In general, I would have given this show an 8.5/10, but with the inclusion of poppers, blow jobs, rimming, use of condoms, and the first fucking inclusion of lube in any gay sex scenes I’ve ever seen on screen, I’m bumping it up to a 9.

Favorite Moment:

The Redi-Whip can spraying in Eric's hand after Rod says something out of pocket.

Favorite Quote:

Eric: “I guess I thought if I came out, everything would get easier”

Angie: *immediately bursts out laughing*

#bengiyo queer cinema syllabus #edge of seventeen #edge of seventeen (1998)

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Septicartweek Day 6

*inner plotting to murder the other*

And finally, the Antis themselves! I bet it's "Dr." Anthony Septique (Septic Switcharoo) who started their meeting in the first place, but ANTI (Septic Digital Circus) probably helped with it. They have a good relationship - they haven't killed each other yet - but they're both secretly plotting the other's demise.

Dr. Anthony Septique: Our main antagonist for this story! He works for IRIS and is in charge of most of the experiments. Unfortunately, he is very good at his job, in which he is sadistic as shit. He doesn't do it for the money (although that is a nice bonus), he LIKES to see suffering (Just like fanfic writers do)! He has his favorite subjects, though, but none more than a certain film reel demon, which he never lets out of his sights.

ANTI: Artificial Non-playable Taskmastering Intelligence is the leader of the Digital Circus. He is more sadistic than Caine, but mostly obsessed with giving a good show to the "Audience". He maintains the simulation and all its residents, but GOD everyone wishes he didn't. He released a [AWOOGAH]ing Abstraction near the new people for [SCREECH]'s sake! LET THEM OUT!

LET THEM OUT!

L̴̰̑̎̂̕E̴̯̾͛̀͌͠T̷̮͕́̔̆̏͜ ̸̥̜̱̈́T̷̛͙͕̦̰͗̋Ḣ̷̨͓̔ͅĔ̷͈̮͙͋̑̀̿ͅM̸͖͌ ̸̨̗͇̪̋̄̓O̵̪̭͛U̴͋̓̍͜ͅT̷͙͚̖͚͗͜!̴̞͕͍͎͂ ̵̡̠͍̜͒̐

Ĺ̵̡̢̢̧̢̲͕̫̱͙̺̼̮̣̗̫̭̝͙̜͚̿̋̅͋̒̆͛̈́̓̍͋̓̌̓́͌̉̊̑͊̽̇̽̕͘͜͝͠E̵̡̧̘̞̪̞̰̪̟͕̭͇̒̿͋̐̌̄̉́̈̔̾̍͂̚͠͝Ţ̵̤͎̈̎͒͐̑͆̉͛͋͌ ̴̨̛̯̥̽̒̌̾͑̂̄̾͆́̔̏̀̅̔̂́͛̌̚͠͠͝͝T̴̢̛̟͎͖̰̠̮͔͖̹͓̩͇̟͕̹̲͕̅͊͌͂̏̓̕H̷̨̛̹͈̗̣̪̊̀́̆̊́̈́̚͝ͅË̵̢͚̭͍̺͕͔̺͖͖̹́̆̑̿́̃͐̂̈́́͐̀̊͛̒͛̍͛͌̈́̅̎͆̀͛̈́͜͠Ṃ̵̡͖͕̳͖̥͇̬͇͓̥͙͎͎̦̰̥̻̜̑̌̄͆̅̔͒̋̍͜͝ ̶̧̛͓͕͇͚͓̱̝͉̱͓̪̬̖̥͔͙̺̏͒̂͋̅̊̿̉̍͛̃̀̍͐̅͆̊͜͠ͅO̵̡̨̱̤͚̺͇̩͔̤͈̺̟͇̝̪̬̯̤̣͝Ǘ̶̪͓͇͕̺̣͍̪̻͛͌̈̒͋̕͜Ţ̵͈̣͎̞̭̣̲̣̥̩̥̓̄̄̃͜͝!̶̧̡̞̦̬̟̟̯̙͚͍̘̮̦̬̮̳̣̥͙̐̾͘ ̵̢̨̛̛͇͙̼̫̙̻͇͈̻̺̳̱̮̰͑̑̑̄͗̌̋̈́̐̅̾̄̇͆͐̚̕͝

Ļ̶̢̢͇̫̖̜͍̬̠͈̣͕̳͇͈̬͎̙̦̲̹̤̘̳͇͓̗̫̘̋̉͗̿̊̋͂̈͑̉̑́̚͜͝ͅȨ̸̨̨̻͖̮̞̫̝̹̩͖̲̭̣͚̗̹͎̓̎̈́̓͒́̀̏̐̚̕͘T̴̡̛̲̭̖̬̮̦͖̤̪͍͇̯̻͉̗͚̠̻̖̰͈͛̃̎͌̀̈́̈́͐̃̃̌̇̐͐̆̈̄̌͛͌̓͆̄̑̈́̄̽͘͠͝ ̸̷̛̛̛̳͓͉̣̤͈̫͕̻͎̰̬̘̹̝͚̮̑́̽̐̒̆̽͒̈̽͒͊͑̆̃̄̎̀̽͗̑̑̔̾̒̓̃͂̄̋̔̊̃̍̐̆̀̐̈́̔̿̚͘̕͘͘͠͠͠ͅ

Ţ̵̨̝̝͎̭͚̬̳̯̤̳̼͖̙̭̝̰̪̭̙̉͐̑̎̃̉̿̽̾̊̄͑̚͝H̶̢̢̢̙͓̩͇̟͎̱̬̦͙̗̤͎̮͍̮̣̘̖̹̺̻͇̙̮͂̎̃͗́̂̕͜͠͠Ȩ̵̨̨͎̳͈͚͓̦͎̖͓̯͇̤̼͖̭͔͙͙̤͓͕̝̪̫͕̤̝͓̱͙͕͊͗͗̑̏̽́̐̆̇̒͗͜͜͝M̶̛͓̳͉̹̭͓̮͉̂̆̓̃̾͗̂̏́̒̄̓̓̀͋͆͑͂̃̕̕͘͝͠͠ ̷̢̡̡̭͓̩̫̜̼̞̫͚͉̠̲̹͇̹͙̺̘̳̱̠͚̝̰̜̪̙̪̫͈͕̍̋̃͊͋̏͝ͅͅ

̷̨̨̧̢̨̛͚͖͓̫̹̖̙̻̹͍͓͓̫̱̻̟̦͍̝̭̲͚̣̲͍̭̻̙̦̹̻͓̖̔̐̔̆͛̌̈́́̈́̄̆̏͑̓̉͑̉̓́̄͛̉̄̈́̕͘͘͝͝Ơ̸̧̢̡̼͍̼̗͇̻̠͉̬̼̲̦̲̱̗̙̮̥̹̦͉̒͗̾̋̍̈̍̽̒̀́̄̅͌̀̆͊̕͘͜͝Ư̴̧̧̨̡̳͕̪͉͇͇̗͔̜͇̟͈͎͍̭̤̣̘̳̞͓̭̟̱͖̺͔̞̑̈́͛̂̀̏̓̃̈̆͌͑̿̽̓̅̏̐͛̓̀͛͆̌̅̃̏̕̕̕͝ͅͅͅT̷̡̛̛̛̹͇̫͔͕̟̞̭̺̲̺̦̜̮̖͔̞̺̪̦̻͍̯͔̘͎̩̺̱̜̰́͊̅̾̆͗̌̀̏̈́̇̿̊͐̈́̒̑̾̔̓̌̊̏̏̇̕̕͘͜͠ͅ.̸̢̨̛͇̳͓̠̫̻̹̮̱̥͇̩͉̦̗̻͈̳͒͛̋͒̄̈́̃̏͒͋̿͐͊̔̂̅̓̊̈́̾̆̽͑͑̏͆̎̌͆̓̋̊͊̅̈͆̑͛̂͘̕͘͘.̸̛͕̝͓̙̝̮͓̘̤̆̋͐̌̈́̈́͒̓̔́̃̏̓̓͋̑͛͋̓͗͐̐͂̾̄̌̔̒͛̀̋́͊͐̔̓̕̚̕̕̚͝͠͝͝͠.̷̧̨̨̢͉̠͙̯̳̥͉̘̣̖̳͚̘͉͈̦̱̯̠͔̖̟͓̤̞̟͓̫͇͕̖̥̪̤̤̠̪͎̔͌̄͛̓̈́́̈́̉̀̂̋̄̏̾̇̃̈́̓̄̊́͐̕͘͘͜ͅͅͅ ̷̨̧̧̢̧̨̡̳̳̩̗̣͎̲͉̹̬͔͔̺͚̙͚̫̗̫͖͓̦̫̳͍̟̭̖̻͍̲͓̝̬̼̳͍͇̻̟̘̮̓̏̒̃̒͋̉̿͑̐͐̉͋̉͊̿͝

Anyways, that's my final installation for Septicartweek! I hope you liked them all!

< JACKIE

Reference pic:

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#septicartparty #jacksepticegos #jacksepticeye egos #septic egos #jsegos #jse egos #septicart #jse fanart #the Septic Digital Circus #Septic Switcharoo #my art #Dr. Anthony Septique #Ringmaster Anti #antisepticeye #anti jse

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jullinh4x · 7 months

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Garden of Banban

My opinion!

Hi, today I'm going to give my opinion about the game "Garden of Banban"

Character design

Simply a S-H-I-T! Seriously, the designs are really ugly, looking like they were made by lazy unemployed adults who are trying to become graphic designers!

Without lying, look at Banbaneela and Banban's design:

Look at this bro!!! They made the same design and just changed the colors and accessories! Look at the size of the laziness!!!

Character personality

Man... This is simply SHAMEFUL shit, seriously, the characters have such random personalities that for God's sake... It's shameful

A beautiful example of these shameful personalities are Bittergiggle and Banban, who are like this:

Banban is a guy who has a huge obsession with PANCREAS and Bittergiggle is a guy who tells 5th grade jokes

In my opinion, the only characters who are saved from these shameful personalities are Stinger Flynn

Voice actors

Well, here I'm not going to complain, because the voice actors are actually pretty nice and good, I'm just a little sad that these voice actors accept to voice a horrible game like this...

Okay, nothing to complain about here

Soundtracks

Ok, the soundtracks aren't a disaster, even though they look like they were made on BandLad (I'm not saying the app is bad, to be honest it's amazing)

There are some that are really cool, like one called "Pancreas" (yes, that's the name of the soundtrack, heh...)

But others, OH MY GOD, seem like they were made out of sheer laziness on the part of the developers, without lying, think of a shameful thing!

Background/Stages

In the first chapters, the Backgrounds are pretty cool, however, when you move on to the other chapters... OH GOD

The Backgrounds are GIGANTIC and because of that, the game turns into a walking simulator!!!

Anyway, people, this game is shit, it's not worth it, it's a shame in game form and the worst game E-V-E-R

My rating for this game is: 4,0

Before you go, if you are a fan of Garden of Banban, don't be offended! This is just MY opinion on the game.

Anyway, that was it, I hope you liked my opinion and share yours too!

Tagging this Girl ;) : @yourmangogirl

#garden of banban #opinion #steam games #games

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tgrailwar-zero · 9 months

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You felt your vision tense up and grow dark.

A familiar presence brought you back to focus.

A NARRATING VOICE: "Hey, sport(s). Having a rough time? We've all struck out at bat once or twice. But, I've come, like a demon from below, with some advice."

A NARRATING VOICE: "So, you know all Servants have parameters and statistics, but they also have 'Alignments'. Ranging from Lawful, Neutral, and Chaotic- to Good, Neutral, and Evil. Lawful means that you value honor, duty, and rules above all else, Chaotic means the opposite. Good implies an altruistic heart and a respect for life, and evil means the opposite. Yadda yadda."

A NARRATING VOICE: "I'm tellin' you this because Servants have alignments too. And those alignments are important. Get caught in a lie by a Paladin, they'll get upset. Summon the Whore of Babylon in front of a Catholic king, and he'll be pissed. Let a small town disappear, and even a goddess pretending to be detached will start to have doubts. They're the source of conflict, the ebb and flow of how events construct and progress… you get it? You try to approach every Servant like 'Chaotic - WhoGivesAShit', and that'll be an issue."

A NARRATING VOICE: "Now, you summoned Constantine. Very cool! Very handsome. You also summoned Kukulkan! Very cool. Very pretty. I'd kiss them, but unfortunately we're doing a bit more than kissing. We're in the middle of a war, which means that you'd want to summon a Servant that you'd mesh with- not just bang. The common denominator is that they're both 'Lawful Good'- which means that you've got to stay on your utmost moral game to keep them on board. Not 'kinda good', not 'mostly good', but you've got to stick to those shining morals 24/7 or else they'll get cranky that they're not getting their 'good guy point' enrichment."

A NARRATING VOICE: "Now, Kukulkan is from the lawless hellscape called 'Space', so she can be a bit more flexible. Constantine, however, is from the hellscape known as Earth and has a bit less fun dealing with disorganized chaos. Like you guys. You're chaos. Like, And you got along pretty well with your Chaotic Evil Amnesiac Salieri… and we get along… maybe that's a sign?"

A NARRATING VOICE: "This isn't to say that you're 'bad Masters', or that you're going to fail, or that everything is going horribly. You can probably salvage this situation. Situations can be salvaged. But- if you don't think you can, then this is me... 'All the World's Evils'... Throwing you a bone."

A NARRATING VOICE: "...Actually, in most cases, this would be incredibly worrying and problematic, but I'm stuck in hellish limbo and I narrowly avoided horrific torture, but this time I'm going to be put through the wringer for sure. But I do it for you. Out of love, and also because I want to see the Solar Cell gone, but also out of love. You can do this. Sometimes you just need some help, or something. Don't make me get mushy. I'll vomit. I'll vomit in limbo, and that will exist for a simulated eternity too. Do you want that? I don't."

A NARRATING VOICE: "So, speaking of love and torture, you left behind some affection points. And I can do something with those… make a handy-dandy 'Exchange Ticket'! One free exchange! Exchange a Rider for a Rider, or an Extra-class for an Extra-class!"

A NARRATING VOICE: "And here's the best part… none of the options are Lawful Good! Crazy! They might be Lawful, they might be Good, but not both at the same time. For your sakes."

A NARRATING VOICE: "Now, I know, I know. Maybe you want to stick it out, and that's a perfectly valid plan or whatever, but also… you know… you're a lot. You're all vying for that 'internet funnyman' position. 'If I send in the comedy message, then I'll be the star', I get it. Listen, you've got to make hard choices as Masters. And you've also got to make smart choices if you don't want everyone to hate you and-slash-or want you dead. Do whatever you think is right... as a majority, of course. Talk in the ask box, or the notes. We're putting the 'game' on pause for a little bit."

A NARRATING VOICE: "Also, here's the thing. There will be a normal, majority-rules choice. Don't worry about 'successes' or 'failures'- whatever wins, wins. Easy as that."

#liminal chat #thgw story #thgw: chapter 5 #mod post

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pigeonflavouredcake · 1 year

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The Dangers of Delusion

A lot of people on tiktok and tumblr and other spiritual spaces are seeing a HUGE rise in conspiracy theories and and persecution complexes. This isn't just in right wing spaces this is everywhere; I think with late stage capitalism fucking us over more than ever more and more people are turning to conspiracy theories and delusions to keep themselves in some sense of control but it is melting their brains in the process.

I'm going to ask y'all to read/write about conspiracy theories and psychosis for your own sake so you can recognise it better.

Here's what I've written in my own grimoire, my references will be at the bottom. If anything I've written happens to be incorrect please correct me, otherwise take this in and share it however you can.

-Conspiracies-

Conspiracy theories relate to the government, or secret religious groups behind them, elaborate murder plots and “think of the children'' arguments. Most spiritual/religious conspiracy theories are ableist/racist/antisemitic. The origin for many modern conspiracy theories peddled today came about from a series of antisemitic propaganda called Protocols of The Elders of Zion (1903) -though documented records of antisemitism go as far back as the medieval times.

This fraudulent document made reports of secret meetings of Zionists, Jews, and Freemasons making plans to disrupt Christian civilisation and replace it with their own socialist government. The propaganda forged conspiracies like the shadow government, and blood libels (the murder of Christian children and using their blood in religious rituals) and that Jews were behind it all. Many of these conspiracy theories were also untilised in the satanic panic of the 60's to 80's. (Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica. 2022)

Example:

An example of the dangers of antisemitism in today's times would be the website Gaia who promotes spiritual wellness and yoga lessons alongside sci-fi and antisemetic conspiracy theories including the existence of reptilians, cryptids, Atlantis, and secret deep space technology. The reptilian conspiracy theory is a subsect of the shadow government conspiracy that evolved from Protocols of the Elders of Zion.

Gaia's website features this introduction on their page titled Cabal:

“Powerful elites won’t disclose strategic deception or historical disinformation when it comes to the New World Order. From the Freemasons to the Illuminati, there are countless conspiracy theories tied to these top secret societies. But what is the truth? A mass consciousness shift looms as we expose shadow governments, mysterious organisations, new-age technologies, evidence of UFOs, and cover-ups that will change everything…” (Gaia.com)

Common Spiritual Conspiracy Theories (Nichols, I. (Wendigoon). 2022)

-5D Ascension: Pseudoscientific

-Alien abductions: Outer space, existential

-Archons/ancient aliens secretly run the universe and feed off negative energy: Pseudoscientific, antisemetic

-Atlantis (covered in a previous post): Pseudoscientific, antisemetic

-Cryptids/Cryptozoology: Pseudoscientific

-Essential oils cure everything: Pseudoscientific, medicinal

-Life is a simulation: Existential

-Qanon: Political, racist, antisemetic

-Secret Satanic rituals/cabal: Political, antisemetic

-Starseeds/indigo children: Pseudoscientific, outer space, ableist

Antisemetic Stereotypes/Propaganda

-Characters with exaggerated noses, greasy hair, black eyes, speaking with their hands (goblins)

-Money oriented, greedy, thieving personalities

-Secretly running the world in a cabal or shadow government

-Sacrificing children/christians to satan/drinking their blood

-Aliens created ancient architecture (like the pyramids) as opposed to the people of colour from those countries

-The Jewish god is actually the king of archons/satan and created reptilians by mating with humans for world domination (Reptilians include: political leaders, monarchs and Jewish people)

-Psychosis-

Another important thing to learn is recognising the difference between a spiritual experience and potential psychosis.

According to the NHS, Psychosis is a form of mental health issue where a person loses contact with reality. This can manifest in hallucinations, delusions and confused and disturbed thoughts. Causes can range from other mental illnesses like schizophrenia, bipolar disorders or severe depression, traumatic events such as childbirth, or drug and alcohol abuse. These symptoms can also occur in isolated smaller cases during periods of stress.

Hallucinations

Hallucinations are sensory experiences that do not exist outside a person’s mind. A common hallucination is hearing your name being called or seeing colours, shapes or people that aren’t there. A hallucination can also be feeling touched when no one is there, or smelling something no one else can smell or tasting something when there’s nothing in your mouth.

Hallucinations are the most common isolated experience that can occur due to stress, sleep deprivation, hallucinogenic drugs or some prescribed medications.

Delusions

A delusion is considered an unshakeable belief in something untrue that doesn’t line up with reality. There are two main types of delusions:

Persecutory: The belief that an individual or organisation is making plans to hurt or kill them (think big pharma and covid vaccine micro chips or the Christian persecution complex).

Grandiose: The belief that a person has power and authority (for example, the person may say they are the messiah/chosen one, poses secret powers or psychic abilities or special connections to political figures or deities) (Legg, T. J. Bruise, C. 2017)

People experiencing a psychotic episode are often unaware that their experiences don’t align with reality which may lead them to periods of high anxiety and further isolation.

Disturbed Thoughts

Confused or disturbed thoughts include rapid or constant speech, disturbed speech that switches from one topic to another mid sentence or abrupt pauses in conversations.

If you are concerned you or a loved one may be experiencing symptoms of psychosis seek help from a doctor as soon as possible. The Mental Health Act (1983) covers the assessment and treatment for people with mental health issues and states that a person can only be compulsorily admitted if the mental issue/disorder is of the appropriate degree to be admitted or if the issue puts themselves or other people’s safety at risk. This act also states that you can be treated against your will however certain major treatments like brain surgery can not be done without clear consent.

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References

-The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica. (2022). Protocols of the Elders of Zion. Britannica.com [Webpage]

-Gaia (DNA) Cabal: Powerful elites won’t disclose strategic deception or historical disinformation when it comes to the New World Order. Gai.com [Webpage]

-Nichols, I. (Wendigoon). (2022). The Conspiracy Theory Iceberg. Youtube.com [Video]

-NHS (2019). Mental Health Conditions: Psychosis: Symptoms - Psychosis. nhs.co.uk [Webpage]

-Legg, T. J. Bruise, C. (2017). Delusions of Grandeur: How to Spot Them. healthline.com [Webpage]

-Legislation.gov.uk (DNA). Mental Health Act 1983. legislation.gov.uk [Webpage]

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shadowmantic · 1 year

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Some spicy Starkiller hc below the cut

T H I C C in every way that counts

Thicc thighs, thicc arms, thicc torso, thicc dicc

Strong af

Can lift you over his head no problem, even without the Force

Will do exactly that because he knows it turns you on

You know how big dogs will do that thing where they lean really heavily on people they like? He does that, and sometimes he's a little shit about it because he's so much bigger than you, he'll just lean until you start falling over, and then takes the opportunity to "catch" you and hold you close.

Tenderness is the order of the day for this man. You cradle his face gently, and he absolutely melts

He's shy about sex at first, but once he realizes your love isn't conditional...oh boy

I N S A T I A B L E

Cannot keep his hands to himself. Wants to touch you constantly

U best believe all that training gave this man the stamina of Atlas. He won't get tired for a long time, and because I'm the writer and I say so, he can cum way more than a normal person, both in terms of load size and number.

Ask nicely and he'll edge you for hours

Found your g-spot/prostate the second time you fucked. You haven't known peace since.

High-key gets off on watching you orgasm. Watching you fall apart for him satisfies a part of him he only became aware of after meeting you

Is happiest when you're sitting on his face. Seriously, he cannot get enough of you writhing against his mouth, loves the feeling of your thighs wrapping around his head as he tongue fucks you

Shamelessly uses the Force for sex. Will levitate you so he can have complete access to your entire body. He enjoys watching you cum while suspended in the air, helpless in the most delicious way

One time used the Force to simulate the feeling of multiple cocks fucking you in every hole while he jerked off to your cries of ecstacy

Will not deny you anything. You ask for something in that breathy, fucked-out voice, he'll do it, won't even question it

The first time you suck his cock, homeboy nearly flatlines. He leaves massive dents in the walls with the Force, he cums so hard

Body worship

Will spend hours just making love to you for the sake of it.

Praise kink, goes both ways. Tell him how good he feels, how much you love him, and he will PREEN. Loves to give you praise, if his mouth isn't otherwise occupied, he's keeping a running commentary on how perfect you are, so good for him, he's going to take such good care of you, promise❤

Loves loves LOVES watching his cock push excess cum out of you. As stated previously, your man has lots of cum for you, and he'll usually nut inside you a few times, he can't help it. Catch him staring as every thrust forces another gush of his cum out, making your thighs sticky as he sloppily fucks another load into you

The first time he fucks you while you're high, he just about loses his mind; having you so vulnerable and horny for him makes him go completely feral, he can feel your pleasure in the Force, around his cock, can hear it as you whine for more. It's sensory overload, and he's not even high. He rails you like his life depends on it, and all you can do is take it and beg for more, beg as he fucks into you like a jackhammer. He's already powerful, but there's something about you deliberately choosing to be inebriated, to be so very helpless and trusting him implicitly to take care of you that absolutely sends him

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hydrangea, coriander, pink camellia, honeysuckle and marigold for faith? xx

Faith Beams:

🌻coriander: what do they love the most about their s/o, both physical and personality-wise?

Faith just loves your overall personality. You’re a person he felt like he could relax around, that he could say something a little vicious and just have you pat his shoulder in understanding rather than lecturing him. But you were also someone who balanced him, who pushed him even when he got annoyed with you to be better and to grow even if it was a hassle to do so. He doesn’t know how he managed to live without you for so long but he’d take dealing with all those annoying women twice over if it meant securing a lifetime with you.

🌻honeysuckle: if their s/o was hurt, what would they do?

Faith can generally keep his cool depending on the situation. If you’re also a hero fighting by his side in a dangerous battle, there’s a part of him that was prepared to protect you even if it meant abandoning his original mission. He lost his temper much easier when it came to his jealous ‘exes’ hurting you, physically or emotionally, as he had cut ties very clearly with them while making sure to take the full blame so you didn’t catch fallout for his actions. You've never seen him look scarier than when he was confronting the people who claimed to love him, having to hold him back from saying more he might regret.

🌻hydrangea: how often do they get into fights with their s/o? who usually apologizes first?

Thankfully it's not very often you fight over things, but normally when you do the issues are quite serious and not to be easily brushed off (no matter how much Faith wanted to).

Faith is stubborn, a lesson you’ll learn quickly. It’s not that he can’t realize that he’s wrong but he’ll occasionally apologize just to get a situation over with, which is always a hint to you that he’s not taking you seriously. You don’t want him to be the first to apologize you simply want him to understand you, which leads to him rolling his eyes and telling you he already admitted to being in the wrong. Open communication is a skill he’ll have to work on for the sake of harmony in your relationship as he doesn’t quite ‘get’ what you mean when you say you want him to just see from your perspective; he’s used to shallow relationships where his words were taken at face value without him having to put the effort in to actually grow as a person. He does learn to appreciate it later on in your relationship since, as big of a pain in the ass that it is, it showed you cared about your relationship with him more than you cared about being right.

🌻marigold: how jealous do they get? how do they react when they get jealous?

Faith was confident for so long that he wasn’t a jealous person but he had never really dated someone he actually gave a damn about. Seeing someone smooth talk you when you’re clearly at an event with him has his blood boiling quicker than he thought it would, lightning quick with the way he tried to intervene before it went too far. You didn’t mind Faith’s jealous side though he could give you the cold shoulder if he thought you were indulging the other person too much, not capable of voicing his feelings or the boundaries he wanted to feel comfortable unless you literally pried it out of him.

🌻pink camellia: how do they react when their s/o is gone for a week? a month?

Faith isn’t clingy even when he does love you, and some time apart does him some good as it helped him realize just how much he enjoyed your company. He was easily annoyed by many people but being around you was generally much more relaxing, so he almost felt as if he lost a sort of safe haven with you gone. There’s no one that can quite simulate the feeling you give him so after a week he’s feeling the withdrawal symptoms, feeling impatient when you don’t respond to his texts quick enough; it was almost like he was getting a taste of his own medicine and made to repent for all the girls he had once strung along.

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