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highwaytohellgrammite · 10 months
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I had an amazing idea. Ready to bake bread dough in the shape of a roach so when you buy it it is pale and soft like a teneral roach but then when you bake it the crust will harden and brown like a roach sclerotizing. Then you can grasp it in your forearms taking one bite at a time like a mantis.
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murdrdocs · 3 months
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ares is such a little bitch and i want him SO BAD. he pistons, drills into you, and you already knew he was not mortal but its only when his cock tips into your cervix that you realize you're fucking a god, cums like he's winning a war, like conquering your cunt. and it is, no man will ever make you his territory ever again, not now that you had a taste of a olympiam
tbh i understand why he has so many kids bc me too would let him hit it raw
and also i have such vivid images of ares using you like a pocket pussy. he has a weird fascination with mortal sex toys so best believe he uses them on you consistently, pushing you to your limit time and time again, forcing you to go further until you're sobbing and pleading for him to give you a break.
he doesn't even need toys to do that. he's alarmingly big, both in stature and dick size. and shockingly he doesn't just let his length speak for itself. he knows how to use it, knowing how deep to go and where to reach to literally make you see stars.
you'll complain about it when the deal is done, wiping his excessive amounts of cum off of your stomach and grumbling about the pain already settling in your inner thighs. but then you're on him again within a couple of hours, begging him to fuck you like you're both nothing but rabbits.
sometimes, he'll tease you. when he hasn't seen you for a few days, and he comes down to talk to you over some really good bar wings. you're fidgeting in your seat, gnawing on your bottom lip, not bothering with the drink he'd brought you (he even bothered to remember your order). he knows what's wrong, what's got your panties in a twist. but he shrugs it off, nodding towards some mortal man who's been eyeing you.
"why don't you get with him if you need sex so bad." it's a rhetorical question, he knows what you're going to say before you even do.
it's not like you'll admit it outright. you won't say exactly what makes ares different from these other men. but you'll tell him, "i don't want some other guy", and ares knows that with how stubborn you tend to get, that's your way of saying no one can compare to a literal god.
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blueblurseptember · 1 year
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wow. rereading svsss after reading 2ha gave such a whiplash bc it made me realize that some of the events that happen in svsss only seem funny bc it's told from shen yuan's pov who uses humor as coping mechanism, but there are actually so many things that went down that are actually so heavy, angsty, and melodramatic.
like, man, a lot of the stuff bingqiu have been through are actually as severe as the things ranwan had gone through, and yet the tones of the two novels are incomparable. svsss has the tone of a romcom while 2ha is straight up a soap opera
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serpentandthreads · 10 months
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Been thinking about closed practices today, and why many (white) people reject the concept. Aside from general entitlement and never being told "no" before, it's evident to me that many white people (especially white Americans, but still white people in general) never really grew up in an environment where they were taught there are rules and standards to religion/spirituality/magic. Or, they grew up in an Evangelical upbringing and were taught to reject everything that wasn't "Christian"... so they want something else (that they can't/shouldn't have).
The idea of there being rules, a social or spiritual hierarchy in anything related to magic/religion/spirituality is foreign. It scares people. So they attempt to find loopholes. Why go find a genuine priest(ess), rabbi, elder, granny or any other person in the position to give them answers and teach them when there are books written by white "shamans" "gurus" "voodoo priests" etc? It's not like those books are ever going to tell them lies, right? /sarcasm
Committing to a closed practice requires too much... well... commitment, for these people. The idea of reaching out to a person that can actually teach them, initiate them (if required), etc... The process of it all... Too much for them, somehow. And even if it's something that requires a little more than teaching and initiations, they still don't wanna hear it.
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evil-ontheinside · 2 years
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I have the feeling that Mike would lose all respect for Eddie if he sees him together with Steve. He sees Eddie pathetically flirting with an oblivious Steve and pulls a face, then goes to complain to Will about why Eddie has to have a crush on Steve. Will gets nervous bc fuck Mike is homophobic? but Mike just tells him about That Night (the one before 'human anatomy?') and that Eddie can't be cool anymore when he likes Steve who lost any chances of being genuinely respected by Mike. And now that Eddie has a crush/is dating Steve, all illusions of Eddie's charm are lost forever (this might also lead to Will coming out to Mike when he realizes that he wouldn't hate him and perhaps Mike coming out and love confessions and-)
So, whenever Steddie do something in front of the Party Mike has his look of irritation on his face and Eddie thinks he misjudged Mike when he notices bc Mike might be a little homophobic? Which doesn't fit into the whole dynamic he has going with Will but who knows. So Eddie asks him (in front of everyone bc he's not above outing a homophobe to their very accepting friend group) and Mike pulls that face again and just seconds before he opens his mouth Eddie recognizes it as regret and realizes Mike Wheeler is a little piece of shit. "I just can't believe I thought you were cool once" and Will (who now that he heard the story would give a lot to have seen that firsthand) starts to laugh while Eddie fully realizes that he lost any cool points he ever had with Mike
In the beginning, Eddie is so confused bc this child used to admire him, listen to everything he had to say, worship the ground he walks on and now he's dragging him every chance he gets. When Eddie asks why Mike suddenly lost all interest in him Will whispers 'it's the Harrington effect', Mike just nods and that's the only answer he gets
Mike becomes just as snarky and annoying with Eddie as he is with everyone else. And every time Mike gives him that look that says 'you're as dumb as a rock Eddie how do you not know this' Eddie is incredibly close to strangling him but also kind of happy that Mike finally is himself around him and not the blind puppy he was before
Eddie is also reluctantly impressed (reluctant bc now he can't give Mike the satisfaction of being impressed, not when he's such a brat) with Mike's problem-solving bc we know it's Mike who usually figures everything out. At least now he knows why Mike was such a good strategist during their campaign
Steve gives him a pat on the back in a moment of despair and says that it's probably his fault. Hopper chimes in that Mike is allergic to any kind of father/authority figure and that, now that he has parent status in the Party, it's just a natural development. Eddie has a whole new crisis that he's now some kind of father figure to the kids
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tofupixel · 8 months
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i feel like my anxiety is at an all time high lately. twitter and instagram have well and truly gone down the toilet for me, and i see it in my impressions and activity. i dont get any DMs any more for work, though my commissions are closed, i used to still get DMs anyway.
and i know that i am still like one of the luckiest artists with the biggest platforms (maybe not here but u know) so others probably are having a worse time. im not trying to be doomer but idk if there is something im missing, some new meta to getting your work out there that im not getting.
i absolutely refuse to pay for twitter blue or meta premium or wtf ever they call it, and it leaves such a bad taste in my mouth they expect people to pay when they are making the service fucking worse. but idk if that is the only option any more or what
or if visual art that isnt in a timelapse or cute erase your sketch to reveal the final is just going obsolete as every website slowly becomes tiktok
i actually have work so im very lucky and able to support myself but i still see what is happening and it makes me worried for artists
i know its not just me seeing things but what can we do even.
i know i keep bleating about it but i made an art server called cafe dot and its one of the only safe havens that feel good to post in with a good community. tumblr comes second and twitter/insta are somewhere 6 feet underground
anyway i am just typing with my brain off now so whatever i just had to get it out of my system YEEHa
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saydesole · 3 months
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Journaling
Write down those thoughts 🤎
Record your thoughts 🫶🏽
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stars-tonight · 2 months
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rating haikyū!! characters based on how much I'd like to date them
slowly starting to realize that I'm the problem. . .
hinata shōyō: 5/10
I'm like 5'3 which is SHORTER than hinata so ig it could serve as an ego boost for him
no but how would we ever reach anything on the top shelf 😭
although I guess he could just jump for it??
very high-energy all the time and I honestly don't think I'd be able to keep up with him
kageyama tobio: 8/10
jeez idk on this one
we'd either get along really well or he'd hate my guts
like hey, you're socially awkward, I'm socially anxious
he's too good at volleyball and it'd make me feel inferior
if he's not motivated to learn English idk how this is gonna work
running around in the snow and throwing snowballs at each other 🥺
tsukishima kei: 8/10
I feel like hanging mirrors would be a big problem
he's a whole foot taller than me
I like the low energy vibes and the appreciation for music though
like imagine walks together where we share playlists with each other??
hopefully his saltiness and intelligence can rub off on me
nishinoya yū: 4.5/10
he's shorter than me help 😭
the top shelf would never get used
a little too energetic for me
although I would LOVE to learn the Rolling Thunder
he's kind of a wanderer and I think I’d prefer stability especially later in life
probably would not work out
sugawara kōshi: 8/10
baking dates??
I feel like he'd be so sweet and attentive as a partner
a bit of a troll which I need in my life
hopefully he doesn't lecture me cause I'm a sensitive little sh--
oikawa tōru: 10/10
I'll let myself be self-indulgent here because I love him too much
I just want to hug him and tell him he's worked hard and he's done so well
I have trouble with words but I feel like with him they'd just flow so easily
vulnerability is beautiful and I'd be so honored if he could be himself around me
amusement park dates!! I feel like he’d pretend to be all cool but shriek so loud when we get to the top
kozume kenma: 9/10
we're both extra introverted so I feel like we could just hang out in his room while he plays games and I read and be perfectly content
writing love notes and leaving them for each other throughout the house 🥺
hear me out, escape room dates??
but also how would either of us be able to get along in society
we'd stay up until 5 am together 😭
on second thought maybe we're a little TOO similar for a romantic relationship. . .
kuroo tetsurō: 8/10
also almost too tall
can he tutor me in chemistry 😭
I know he likes dogs but I’m dragging him with me to cat cafes
ushijima wakatoshi: 7.5/10
also really tall
I'm lowkey scared of him
I feel like he'd be a really traditional and calm partner, both qualities that I appreciate
I think he's like formal but also private when it comes to dates
I just feel like I'd always have to take the initiative and honestly I get really lazy and shouldn't be trusted to plan anything so maybe we just wouldn't end up going on any dates lmao
probably wouldn't work out if I'm gonna be honest
akaashi keiji: 10/10
this guy is boyfriend material
he can memorize all 37 of my weaknesses
I don’t think I have to explain why this guy would be great as a partner
book store dates!!
bokuto kōtarō: 5/10
also too energetic for me
bokuto deserves someone patient and cheerful and I am neither
I'm pretty stoic and have an RBF so if he's in emo mode idk how I'd be able to cheer him up
but I think life would never be boring with him around
miya atsumu: 7.5/10
I like atsumu well enough but I'm honestly super neutral about dating him
like I feel like it could work but there's also people I’d click with more
idk there's really no thoughts in my brain when I think about him in a romantic way
miya osamu: 7/10
I'm a REALLY picky eater so I could never go on food dates or help him with his restaurant
although he IS a little calmer than his brother
also like atsumu, someone that I never thought about dating
suna rintarō: 8.5/10
I think he’s a good height (in between ‘the high shelf would never be used’ and ‘the mirror is problematic’)
he's a phone addict, I'm a phone addict, we'd get along splendidly
I feel like a relationship with him would be pretty chill and lowkey
I don't do well with fancy and formal so that's perfect
late-night stargazing 🥺
kita shinsuke: 7/10
dude I'd be lowkey scared of him
he's just so productive?? and structured in his daily life
like I wish I was that organized but no I'll be staying up until 4 or 5 am on school nights just wasting my life away
I'm too much of a wreck for him
kita deserves better ☠️
sakusa kiyoomi 7.5/10
hmm
I'm a clean freak about some things but also horrendously messy about others so I don't even think he'd like me
isn't he also really tall
why does he not feel tall 😭
like with tsukishima and kuroo you FEEL like they're tall while with suna and sakusa you just know they're tall because the wiki tells you
in my mind sakusa is like 5'9 lmao
hoshiumi kōrai: 7/10
same deal as with hinata and nishinoya
he's a little too short for us to live a practical life
no thoughts about him romantically either
hirugami sachirō: 7.5/10
unfortunately I don't know much about him
but he's going to be a vet!! and I love animals
we will definitely raise cats
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Am I the only one that feels an unholy amount of glee every time I see a Robin on screen and they're wearing pants?
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ssukaed · 5 months
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six with earmuffs is the one thing i need right now
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blueblurseptember · 1 year
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man, you ever just reread svsss and realize that shen yuan is straight up as obsessed with luo binghe as binghe is with him? these bitches gay, good for them good for them
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delatoid · 4 months
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NICHIJOU GIRL IN BRAIN DUMP???? O_O
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evil-ontheinside · 2 years
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After Ted and Karen get divorced the Wheelers get a cat. He has a totally normal and respectable name at the beginning but after a week the kids start to call him Teddy in remembrance of their dad ("he's not dead, why are you like this?")
Mike starts to tell him what a great dad he is whenever Karen is around. He gets especially dramatic about it when she has a bad day. She's not sure if she should reprimand him or laugh.
She cracks when one morning she finds the normal cat bowl replaced with one that says 'best dad ever'. (Mike also gets her a cup with the same on it bc she's been parenting them alone the whole time, she deserves both titles)
Will is a little worried about Mike at first bc he still remembers how it was with his dad and Mike's been a little quiet ever since but then he sees him make a father's day present for the cat and decides he's gonna be alright
Dustin is always overly polite to 'Mr. Wheeler' whenever he's around and tells him how much he respects and appreciates him and all the work he does around the house
Ted doesn't know any of this but Mike slips up one time and calls the cat dad while he and Holly are over for the mandatory visits. Ted doesn't get it but Holly can't stop giggling for the rest of the time and Mike makes sure to make little 'mistakes' like that around Ted to see how much he can get away with. Ted never gets it but Holly is lying on the floor laughing as soon as they get home. Karen is suspicious but the two refuse to tell her what's so funny
Nancy doesn't seem too invested in the whole thing at first but then she replaces Ted's face in the family picture with Teddy's (it took her and Jonathan hours to take the perfect picture so it would fit but it was worth it). Karen didn't notice at first and then has to awkwardly explain the situation to Mrs. Sinclair when she comes over for coffee. Mike loses it every time he walks past the picture
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callsignfangs · 4 months
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The 141 boys as widowers. (bc i feel like torturing myself /j)
141 x late (implied) spouse! reader
cws: grief, mentions of loss, implied alcoholism/alcohol as a coping mechanism, mentions self-destructive behaviour, very brief mention of addiction, etc (Please lmk if I've missed anything!)
(Note: This little drabble is a little self indulgent, a bit about my own journey with grief. Each little 'story' thing does end with acceptance. Please don't read if you're not in the right headspace, and remember that you're loved and you're not alone, and make sure to reach out if you need help <3)
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Price is the one inclined to bargaining. Maybe he could've done something - what if he'd taken a bit more time off work, what if he spent more time with you, what if he'd agreed to retire early with you, what if he was there? Ironically enough - he just ends up drowning himself in more work, probably turns to smoking or alcohol in an attempt to drown everything out.
141, Gaz and Soap especially, will definitely be the only thing he holds on for. As capable as they all are, he couldn't just up and leave his boys without a captain - he couldn't make the same mistake over again, they gave him something to care for, to nurture and to look after.
I don't think he'll ever marry again - just making half-hearted attempts to peek into the dating scene whenever leave got especially lonely. He'd never be able to find anyone quite like you, so he eventually stopped bothering with it, finding warmth and comfort in himself and the other people he loved.
He keeps a photo of you, one of your handwritten notes, and any little trinket you'd given him at all times. Saved every single snippet of you talking he could - even still paying off your phone bill occasionally ringing your phone to hear your voicemail message, maybe sending you texts when things got especially hard. Definitely does chores the exact way you always did - from the time you went out to shop in the morning to how you stacked dishes. Loves hot showers but still takes a lukewarm one each morning because your habit of taking cold showers meant the water was never hot enough for him. I think he probably adopts something after the rough edges of the hole you'd left in his heart smoothed over.
It wasn't intentional in the slightest - maybe a stray cat had clung to his pant leg while he was on a hike or the task force managed to pick up an orphaned little kid on one of their excursions. He's very hesitant with them, still not quite trusting himself with caring for another being. But he warms up to them eventually. No matter human or animal, they've definitely been brought to your gravesite once or twice.
Maybe it would be alright, eventually. He'd at least have something interesting to entertain you with the next life he found you.
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Soap is definitely in denial. Convinces himself it's a mistake - that when deployment's finally over, he'll trudge home, kick off his boots, and be met by his sweet love, bouncing at his heels like an overeager puppy and lathering his face in flittering little kisses. He still avoids coming home like the plague - resorts to anything from taking on way too many missions, to picking up another job on the side, even to staying in hotels as if he was in some sort of covert op.
He'd be forced to go back to your house eventually, though. Not home, it wasn't home without you there. Just the same four walls and roof he camped out in on deployment. Nothing warm or special about it.
He still pretended, though. Made your bed every morning the way you liked it and prepared meals for two every day.
While Price and Ghost undoubtedly pulled him out of his slump, Gaz was the person who really started him on the road to acceptance. Having the boys over near constantly was soothing, giving him something to occupy his mind with and overshadowing the cold emptiness of the house. The occasional cuddle piles and game nights reminded him of the warmth of their bond - like the nights they spent on stakeouts, letting their own sweet joy shield them from the brutal realities of their situation.
Gaz was the first person he cried to. Soap couldn't bear the way his buzzed sides were starting to fluff out, but he'd slowly gotten used to letting your gentle hands preen him and tidy him up. Of course, Gaz had noticed, and of course, he'd insisted that Soap just had to let him have a go at doing up someone else's hair. Soap didn't know when he'd devolved into tears - somewhere between the first gentle touch he'd felt in weeks and the crippling realisation that you'd never be there to do it again.
Either way, he'd managed to cry himself to sleep in Gaz's arms that night. He continued to sob himself away for weeks, filling each day with tears.
Until each day turned into each few.
And each few turned into once a week.
And slowly, his tears dried up.
It was an arduous process, grieving. But he stubbornly forced through it, just as he'd forced his way into your heart.
And he did his very best not to change. He determinedly kept the mohawk - even used the same shampoo because it made his hair feel perfectly fluffy under your touch. He did his best to continue being his perky, bubbly self, because he knew how you practically basked in his energy.
However, he still let himself grow, let his hawk grow out so he could braid it the way he'd always considered, and he let himself have his bad days, didn't force himself to keep up his energy when he didn't really have enough.
Admittedly, though, he never married again. He found temporary enjoyment in little flings, though he let them pass when the time was right. No matter what, he always came back to your house.
Sure, it wasn't quite home without you there. But you'd been there - no matter how little the time you'd had together felt in hindsight - so maybe he could learn to make it home again. For you.
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Gaz is angry - furious to the point of enraged tears. If it was him? He'd understand. He'd hurt people, torn apart lives and taken his fair share of them. He deserved it. But you? It wasn't fair. In his eyes, you couldn't possibly hurt a fly, so delicate and tender and so, so soft. It just wasn't fair.
His attempt at coping is to delve headfirst into a tedious slew of missions - one after another after another. It gives him something to dump all his blind rage and hurt and desperation into. His morals were a writhing, flailing, unrecognisable mess for a long time, and the best comfort he could find was in the chaotic monotony of work.
So what if he burned everything in his path to ash? At least the threat was dealt with.
Price and Ghost are the most essential to his recovery. He needs guidance, needs some sort of structure, and needs to relinquish the tight hold on his need to be good, to fix things, to help, to finally restore what he was so reliant on, even if that meant tearing himself to shreds in the process. What he needs is time to grieve, time to come to terms with the unforgiving reality - that it just happened. No-one did anything wrong, there was no violence or intent, it just happened.
He'll absolutely come to deeply regret everything he did in his grief-induced warpath, but eventually accept that he was hurt and lost and just needed the help - the intervention.
Like Price, I think he might attempt to put himself out there and find someone new every once in a while, maybe even builds up to a couple dates, but he never really finds interest in anyone. He definitely remains friends with many of the people he meets, but he just can't quite find a spark - mainly because they're not you.
He never throws out anything of yours, his wardrobe is still mostly full of random articles of your clothing, and the third drawer on the nightstand is still yours.
He always wears something of yours when he goes out, from shirts and shorts to hoodies, even some of your jewelry.
Despite it being admittedly pretty late, he finally watches all of the shows you liked and reads all the books you did. It makes him feel closer to you - cuddling up under your favourite blanket in your favourite spot and picturing you being there with him, imagining each and every one of your reactions, practically seeing your lovely face curl with smiles as you commentated over the whole thing.
Sure, you weren't really there with him anymore, but the sweet, warm mark you'd left on his heart was enough to carry him over until he inevitably returned to you.
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Ghost is mostly depressed. He's so agonisingly hurt and lost, but you were his sun - what gave him life and love, and without you? He just couldn't muster up the energy to do anything beyond simply existing. Even he'd expected himself to crash and burn - follow in his brother's footsteps and drown in a spiral of addiction. But he just... Didn't. The affirmation that he didn't blow up and take everyone he loved down with him would be reassuring, comforting, but it wasn't. Not without you whispering praise in his ear, assuring him of his goodness and softness.
I think he'd also be reliant on Soap and Gaz, but Price would be a surprisingly big factor as well. No-one could ever really replicate the effect you had on him, the way your encouragement kept him going, but having some amount of structure, of motivation? It helped. Despite that, he absolutely tried to push them out at first, convinced that the acrid shadow of death looming over his shoulder would eventually take them as well. What are task force 141 if not determined and unfathomably stubborn, though, especially when it came to caring for their own.
Soap undoubtedly led the charge - seeing as his ceaseless energy and affection were mildly more normal (god knows Simon needed a little bit of comforting normalcy). Gaz came second, still snarky and headstrong as ever, but with softened edges and an air of gentle care. Price was last. He'd been there before Simon was Ghost, he was aware enough to piece bits of his past together - and he'd be damned if he managed to scare Simon, if he was the reason he regressed further. So he was tender. Delicate, even. Ghost would despise being handled like fragile porcelain in Price's kid gloves, but it soothed a part of Simon that hadn't peeked out since you left.
It'll take a bit longer than the others - more therapy, reassurance and care, but he'll recover eventually, let the wound you left in his porous heart scar over and go on as best he could.
I don't think he'll look for romance again either - his interest in it just died out alongside you. He wants to preserve the sanctity and tenderness of what you had, and is more than content with holding that love in his heart, and keeping it safe for you until he meets you again.
After you're gone, he attempts to follow your advice more, occasionally dragging himself out of his comfort zone, picking up new hobbies and trying to emulate your passion for life in himself, keeping a little bit of you alive with him. He absolutely douses the house in your favourite fragrance, refuses to use any hygiene products other than yours and carries something of yours everywhere, whether it be your ring or even your purse, just something to remind him he had to look after things (including himself) for you.
Even if you were cremated or buried in some other way, he'd ensure there was a gravestone for you placed alongside his mother, Tommy, Beth and little Joseph. You'd always be part of his family - his heart, and when his time came? He'd be buried alongside you, trailing along with you into whatever came next. By your side forever.
<3
Yippee. This was. A journey. /lh
Sorry if this isn't formatted the best, it was more of a massive brain dump that I forcibly shoved into something just about understandable lol
If you're seeing this, tyvm for reading mwah 😚😚
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ifiwere-idbe · 1 year
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Yaz’s Representation Was Kind of Amazing
There’s a common assumption among non-queer folks that I’ve seen that queer people should essentially always know what their sexuality is/if you were ever unsure, your identity is somehow a little less valid. But that’s just not true. Whether you realized you were gay when you were 9 or 90, your identity is valid.
The debate over whether Yaz was always written to be queer is something only the writers can answer. But is it an answer we really need? What we know is that Yaz was incredibly focused on tackling sexist and racist barriers in her career - a career she pursued to help others fight back against their bullies. Romance was not a priority for her (something refreshing to see), so I would guess she also wasn’t fretting too much about WHO she wanted to be romantic with. 
Now, writers can sometimes fall into a trap when they write women who aren’t focused on love: they write cold, closed off women who refuse to be emotionally vulnerable. This is my favorite thing about Yaz - she LOVED. She was vulnerable, and compassionate, and affectionate. It was just that romance was never forced on her.
A sexuality was never forced on her either.
Some folks interpreted her mom asking if Yaz and Thirteen were seeing each other as a nosey parent, or a joke from the writers. I heard that line - followed later by Yaz’s mom asking the same thing about Ryan - as a beautiful normalization of NOT assuming heterosexuality. Each time her mom asked, Yaz responded with “We’re friends,” not “I’m not [gay, straight, whatever]!” This not only left her sexuality open for exploration, it also drove home the point that this wasn’t something she was caring about.
Throughout series 11 and 12 (some of 13) Mandip captured all of this beautifully. From my deep-dives, there seems to be confusion about when Thasmin was planned/when Mandip knew. I kind of like that. And I kind of like that it didn’t seem to matter to Mandip. She just played to that genuine love. So when her admission with Dan finally came, I thought it was a lovely moment of acknowledgement. Some people don’t know, or don’t think about romance/sexuality/gender until it comes along. And that moment can be shocking, and scary, and absolutely beautiful. I thought Mandip depicted that really well.
All this to say, I’m not mad that Yaz wasn’t rocking a lesbian pride shirt from day one. I’m not frustrated that Mandip says she didn’t really know how Yaz felt until she read it on the page. I love that Yaz loved Thirteen. I love that Yaz never had to defend her sexuality to anyone, including her mom. I love that Yaz was just - Yaz... focused, affectionate, open-hearted, WOC(!!!!) Yaz.
I say all of this as a lesbian hungry for good representation. 
I’m totally open to dialogue on this perspective so long as it is kind and respectful.
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imabreadstick-blog · 4 months
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Gortash brainrot
Okay so Gortash has been on the mind.
So here are some thoughts:
In the absolute plot, he is the "hero" who makes the steel watch to "defeat" the cultists. I find that fascinating. The fact he is supposed to be the "hero" makes me think that was the case one so he gets the credit and the power of being the hero and two it makes it so no other heroes show up. He wants to conquer more lands, which would be much easier with the power and without any other hero showing up. I think it's like a "no hero showed up for me, so no actual hero will show up for you either". 'You' as in the civilians.
ALSO instead of just killing his parents he keeps them alive. He tadpoles them so they can only say nice things about him and they introduce the shop as the "Home of Archduke Gortash". THEY CALL IT HIS HOME BY FORCE OF GORTASH. It's like a constant reminder to his parents that THAT WAS HIS HOME TOO!!!! They discarded him. They discarded their child! Their young child. It is easy to believe they never gave him the love or attention children need. In a sick turn of fate, now they have to give that love and attention to Gortash albeit forced.
It also makes me think he is just like a child. He wants the attention and love he missed out on so he does fucked up plots to get it. He is the "hero" in the plot, forces his parents to "love" him, and has the civilians of the Gates adore him for creating the Steel Watch. He is crazy smart but runs on a desire to have what he never got as a kid. He refuses to self-reflect too either because he gaslit himself so much to think he is in the right. If he did self-reflect that would destroy his whole view of himself. It would make him realize he is no better than Raphael and his parents, and that he is doing the same thing. So instead he lies to himself and the attention he gains is used to enforce those lies.
Gortash is a tragic character who could have been so much more and a better person if he didn't continue the cycle of trauma he suffered. He is 100% a bad person but you can see what made him like that. He could have changed for the better at any time but refused to. It was easier to live in his delusion than face the trauma head-on.
He's my evil goober
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