#belabour

[anonarat]

Having just reread the first novel of Otherside Picnic, and not necessarily recalling whether this point is brought up later...

I can’t help but wonder if the reason why Satsuki keeps appearing before Sorawo is related to the idea that the creatures of the Otherside make contact through fear.

For the most part, the fear in Otherside Picnic is the fear of strange, unusual events and creatures. A very primal sort of fear. But what if the Otherside also tries other types of fear? How about the fear of having the one you love getting stolen away from you? The fear that you would just be abandoned when someone better, more charismatic and more intelligent comes along?

By making her presence always felt to Sorawo, Satsuki is constantly reminding her of the idea of losing Toriko, and to a lesser extent Kozakura.

#Otherside Picnic #Otherside Picnic Spoilers #I'll not belabour the point #And I can't recall if it has been brought up in the series #But if not this might be a possible explanation behind those actions

[barrenclan]

maybe a little spoilery question, do starclan exist?

#ask #anon #not to belabour the point #you can find all of these in the 'lore' tag

[honestlyvan]

I shouldn't have made so many jokes about the sin of self-promotion, now I get legitimately discomfited, thinking about reblogging my own stuff because surely the people who follow me for that stuff have seen it already? And if they liked it they would have said something??? My audience looking at me like "does this guy have nothing new?" despite having seen like the one thing I made that they followed me for?

(This is the main struggle with being a slow and insecure writer, tbh. If I just made my shitty pots, if I managed to overcome the hurdle of putting my thoughts into words more than once every three months, I wouldn't feel so bad about drawing attention to the few gems in the rough. The edge of wanting my stuff to be found cuts both ways in the sense that I can't exactly make it so that people only find the genuinely good stuff rather than all the errata I also produce.)

#van stuff #Also like the irony is that of course *I* like my posts despite seeing them for like the fiftieth time #I wrote them well!! I put effort into their construction and I belaboured on the underlying ideas! #the written-out version is the culmination of a lot of mental effort on my part! #But I mean. Lacking that internal context I doubt anyone else feels that way about them #So I *could* just reblog them. like. For Me. #but I don't have to because I actually maintain a tagging convention that lets me look at my own posts whenever I want to #Believe me nobody reads my own stuff as much as I do #It's like it was written *for me* or something :P

[amouramaryllis]

woopsie! i'm belabouring a meaningless 'ethical dilemma' within my own head again :)

#why do i do this to myself lmao #upd8 #ankh chose #sorry if i used the word belabouring wrong i couldn't think of the exact term that i was trying to reach for

[marley-manson]

i fucking can’t with Strange Bedfellows omfg

the later seasons: the womanizing was bad, Hawkeye is bad and misogynist for sleeping with lots of women, isn’t it just so obnoxious and wrong to have casual sex, also it’s good not to have sex before marriage btw ;)

also the later seasons: cheating is totally understandable though, lose some weight if you want to keep your man from straying and dudes, never tell your wife because god forbid she decide to end a marriage over it, that would be the real mistake

#i would take the amoral cavalier anything goes attitude towards cheating in the first few seasons over this belaboured painful #well it's bad but it's understandable and totally forgiveable moralizing any day #marley on mash #mash s11

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

😍🤩😩😋🤪😏😮‍💨🤤🤑 are all emojis that could have conveyed a thirsty tone significantly better than 😔 HuN

Yeh, I agree...

A skull or hotface would have done the trick too. Like...literally almost any other emoji than sad/disappointed really?

I think anon came in a little hot on me there. I don't aim to piss people off here, I promise, but like... gimme a little credit before you 'hun' me.

anon is referring to THIS ask.

#blog stuff #ask #anon #anon ask #I'm not going to belabour this point any further #I appreciate the support anon <3 #but hopefully other anon understands where I was coming from #and doesn't hold me in 'hun' status forever as a result #am I the drama? #I don't think I am #???

[vigorouslycoy]

death by a thousand shortcuts

or; shortcuts and detours look exactly the same to me forever

#adhd problems #adult adhd #adhd #but not just that. other stuff as well. #neurodiversity #low latent inhibition #magical thinking #interpersonal relationships #interpersonal skills #it's just hard #generally #like. what the hell stuff am i supposed to say or not say out loud? #genuinely. mostly i just randomize. #results may vary #trial and error #i just. don't actually know the difference between belabouring the point and being cryptic. #ECONOMY OF STYLE?? ahahahaha #less is more but more is better #or equally: less is more but nothing is nicer #maximalist minimalist #minimalist maximalist #right? this is extremely clear no yes?

[toothachebench]

I have always understood shackie in a far deeper and more complex yet natural way than you ever will. Btw.

#Like breathing air it was so easy that first episode it was already over I could see how it all went down and what was to come #They'll never get it them w their belabouring of the cannibalism metaphor pack it up we already did that 2 years ago #Ahead of my time my curse fr #Jackie x Shauna

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[apas-95]

i do think we need to confiscate the word 'strike' for a little while because like. while yes it is strictly speaking nice that you're making art in support of palestine, it is not in any way an organised labour action.

the basis of a strike is that the ultimate source, of the wealth of the capitalist class, is labour; that, without the millions of us dutifully working away, each and every great-man CEO entrepreneur would be unable to make a single cent of profit or produce a single product. recognising and leveraging that political and economic fact, recognising and leveraging the socialised nature of production to the advantage of workers and the working class, by applying economic pressure, is what a strike is. it is the one form of influence we, as workers, have, in a 'democratic' capitalist system, ruled by competing parties of slaveowners, who materially cannot care about anything but their bottom line. we control production, if only we can organise ourselves.

if you're unable to participate in an actual labour strike, then that's simply a fact that needs to be accepted. there's a lot of work to be done towards building an effective labour movement, a fighting force capable of standing up to the military, police, and simple cold economic arms of the current world-system. watering down what effective resistance looks like, claiming that you're 'striking' by not buying groceries, does not help that work, it is just the numbing saliva of a mosquito bite that stops you noticing your blood being drained. calling these individual shopping choices or creative pursuits a strike doesn't change the fact that you're not actually taking part in a strike, and, at worst, makes you forget that fact. to belabour the quote, 'they think that by changing the names of things, they have changed the things themselves!'

now, the reason all this is important, is because we need to organise and participate in actual strikes - that is the centre of this. deciding the work is done and that you've already achieved a strike must be strictly opposed because it is impeding us from bringing about an actual strike. the hostility to these notions on 'strikes' comes not from an opposition to striking, but from the will to actually bring about a strike in reality, not just in one's own head.

[lovingache]

anyways, just thinking about how deep ren’s obsession with angel must already be with how willing he is to give them everything.

how long must he have been watching you? studying the places you go to in your spare time, your favourite everything, trying to find the courage to speak to you but never knowing what to say— i mean, what could he even ask that he doesn’t already know about you? so he waits and bides his time until it’s just the right, orchestrated moment that’ll ensnare you into his life :)

can you imagine him searching for your favourite snacks and belabouring how he’s supposed to give them to you without being creepy? :) or trying not to reference inside jokes you might have with moth since he’s always listening to you? :)) i bet he’s imagined the look on your face when he just suddenly knows what you like or don’t like, what you need, and nearly collapses the first time he sees it for real :)!

or maybe he’ll reach a breaking point and just trap you in his apartment, making up some sort of story about how unsafe your building is and how it’s simply better for you to stay with him.

don’t mind the blood on the marble, angel, it’s just from him practicing cooking your favourite meals :) he can be so clumsy sometimes! all those burn marks and cuts on his arms are just from him practicing being the perfect boyfriend for you :))) certainly not from his v̷̢̻̘͉̜͂̿ͅĭ̷̢̊̓̈̍͝_̵̴̫̝͖̭̿̈̉͟͟c̶͖̗͖͓̬̖̮͖͍͛͑͛͐ͤ̓ͬ̑̔t̶̨̨͉̗̱̯̤̯̩̝̪͛ͬ̊̂̉͒ͭ̓ͯ̀͘͟͠͡i̶̵̤̰̳̬̫ͧ͐̃ͫ̉ͫͤ̉͌ͯͩ̂̀̾ͯ̊̚̚͟ͅm̙͙̺ͥ͝͞ͅ��̙̮̽̆s̥͈��̵̱̳̙̦͍̓͛͆̀̔ͅ!

you believe him don’t you, angel ? :) ah, it doesn’t really matter if you do. soon enough, you won’t have a choice <3

#14 days with you #14dwy x reader #14dwy ren x reader #ren x reader #redacted x reader #writing #my writing #14 days with you ren #14dwy #14dwy ren #14dwy redacted #14dwy redacted x reader #14 days with you x reader #14 days with you redacted #14 days with you redacted x reader #male yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x angel

[kechiwrites]

-ghost request)

When the reader is really short and is pregnant with their second child

But if you don’t want to do that one

Baby daddy simon when the reader takes him back just fluff 🌸:>

some fluff for you and everyone else who has been SOBBING in my asks and in the notes of these chapters lmao i love yall.

baby daddy!ghost x gn!reader

cw: fluff! for once!

“No.”

“Try it.”

“Fuck no.”

You groan, and throw your dish towel onto your countertop, setting your own dinner aside to argue with him. “Ghost, you are a full grown man. Eat the goddamn scallops.”

He drags his eyes from the steaming plate before him to your face, leaning back in one of your dining room chairs and folding his arms across his chest.

“You know you’re insane right? Who hasn’t had scallops before?”

To belabour the point he drags his bandana up from his neck and over his mouth.

“Tommy eats these and he’s five.”

He remains silent, barely blinking under your glare. You opt to try a different approach.

“Simoooon~” you singsong. It’s a low blow really, dirty and unfair, but if he dawdled any further the seafood would get cold and rubbery. “You’ll like them. I promise, baby.” Now you’re laying it on thick. Only a few months into opting to try again with each other and you’re backsliding into old habits, old pet names, old affection. It’s very likely you haven’t called him ‘baby’ since the night you told him you were pregnant and the look in Simon’s eyes tells you he thinks the same. He shifts in his chair, finally looking back to the pasta dish.

“What will you give me?”

“I thought you didn’t negotiate with terrorists.” You purse your lips.

He tilts his head and you hook a finger into his bandana, pulling it back down to his collarbone. You appraise him slowly, dragging your leering gaze over his exposed face and broad shoulders, lingering on the veined, muscled expanse of his arm. You brush your finger over the images comprising his sleeve tattoo, lingering on one of the skulls inked over his forearm. You can hear his breath slow, a practiced method of staying indifferent under your hands.

It never really works though.

You crowd in close, letting your chest brush against his still crossed arms. Your lips are a hair’s breadth away from his, and you meet his hooded stare with one of your own.

“You know it isn’t too late for me to kick you back out of here. I’m sure the motel still has vacancies.” You’re bullshitting him, and you both know it. The peace you struck is a bit too tenuous to take backwards steps, like trying to ride a bike across a tightrope in reverse. Still, he gives in to you. 

“Give me the fucking fish.”

SEE WE CAN DO CUTE STUFF! I SWEAR.

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[seat-safety-switch]

In the ancient past, folks used to think that “progress” meant automating everything. You’d go to an automatic diner – an automat, in their futuristic speak – order some food from a little locker, and eat it without ever having to interact with another human being. And now, their dream has come (almost) true. Due to budget constraints, the cool shiny chrome and Art Deco styling has not happened. Instead, your local grocery store now has an automated checkout system which accuses you of shoplifting if the wind blows over your shopping bag while you’re trying to load it.

I’ve complained previously about the gall of this industrial-grade insult machine, and I won’t belabour the point further. The real point is: why didn’t restaurants turn into this, too? To answer this question, I posed as an independent news reporter by not showering for a week, and headed to the local sushi restaurant. Here, a robot “wait staff member” (no gendered language for robots, please: it produces ambiguity in their parse system) was ready to deliver my food to me, on demand, however much I wanted.

Like all computer-based things, I knew that the robot was designed by humans, and so was the fancy iPad they chained to the table that I could use to order food. And humans never think of things like “ordering a negative amount of food.” All I had to do was sit and drink my complimentary water, and plug in a keyboard to the iPad. I watched out of the corner of my eye as the “order quantity” indicator went up.. and up.. and up.. and up.. and after a couple hours of the robot not kicking me out, it went to 2,147,483,647, and overflowed the counter. Now, the iPad proudly displayed that I was ready to order negative two billion items of tuna sashimi. I decided to add a few other items to the order, and then pressed a button which I assumed to say “wench, fetch me my food.”

Friends, and I use that term loosely because I know at least some of you are undercover law enforcement, I did not expect for the restaurant’s robot to literally catch fire, its lithium-ion batteries rupturing in an unquenchable fire as I waited patiently for my meal. On the plus side, when the bill did come, ushered to me by the replacement wait-staff-bot, I swiped my credit card and made enough money to purchase a small tropical island. Maybe there really is something to this future business.

[jamesfitzjamesdotcom]

"In the dead of the night he [Fitzjames] would come to my room with his pillow, and belabour me wofully, until I was sufficiently awake to defend myself." 

"Upon one of these occasions I had succeeded in mastering him, but he would not give in. I bolstered him out of the room, and then following it up, with a heavy bang forced him against the opposite door; it burst open,  and our fight continued.   At last I knocked him upon the bed in the room; there was some one in it! We begged pardon, and were retreating, when our landlady, with her husband alongside her, began laughing, told us not to mind, and assured us no damage had occurred!" - Edward Charlewood Passages from the life of a Naval Officer (1869)

Image: my commission from @caravaggiosbrushes

#james fitzjames #royal navy #edward charlewood #completely normal behaviour

[pendragony]

Slowly catching up on the Spn:TAN podcast, listening to the Criss Angel is a Douchebag episode.

After talking about filming Genevieve’s scenes, Bob Singer remarked that that had been an interesting night’s filming, and Rob and Rich immediately made “Go on…” type remarks with a meaningful shift in tone of voice, perhaps hinting at something salacious around Jared and Gen, as they’ve been keen to belabour that point since starting on season 4 - only to have Singer go into a story about J2 going out for dinner and being late back, and then Jared having beef with Singer after he told Jensen off for it.

Made me laugh that R&R try hard to help out with the bearding implications, only to have it fall apart as the story turned out to be a J2 date night.

#j2 tinhat #j2 #jared and jensen #spn:tan