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petrifiedcrange · 2 years
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Mary would understand Ed's anger with Stede for leaving (after all, she was angry with him for leaving, too) but also would be like "I know that you're angry with him for running away and you have every right to be but Stede loves you very much and he would never intentionally hurt you and he pulled off this whole ass theater play of a fake death so he could be with you and went out at sea to look for you with nothing but the clothes on his back and half a petrified orange so if you hurt him or break his heart, you'll have to answer to me!" and she's so small, 5' 2", but you know Ed would believe that she can and would kick his ass no matter their significant height or strength differences.
Just saying.
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atsuwumus · 3 months
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๋࣭ ⭑ 𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ?
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𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓, especially when it comes to a cute thing like yourself, seen one too many times bringing bento boxes and warm tea to a particular cardiac surgeon in the hospital.
Unlike you, Zayne isn't oblivious to these whispers that follow you down the hallways. You always seem to turn a blind eye at trivial things like this, perhaps it's why he fell so deeply and indescribably in love with you. You disregard minor details without a second thought where he often gets sucked into the minimal moments.
"Enjoy, baby," you coo softly, planting a lingering kiss to his cheek, one which prompts him to close his eyes in a stolen moment of peace as you settle the warm box of food in front of him. "Eat slowly. There's more than enough for you to enjoy."
He lets out a half hearted chuckle, which sounds much more like a snort, before grasping one of your hands, his lips grazing over your engagement ring. The delicate diamonds glitter beneath the rays of the sun peeking past his windows. "You always know how to take care of me, don't you?" He presses a kiss on your palm, lips ghosting the skin. "I will see you tonight. Don't get started with dinner without me. I'm looking forward to sharing a meal with you once things settle down here."
It's just past late noon, the cusp of the evening ready to roll around, when Zayne steps out of his office. His stomach is full with the warm, home cooked meal you had brought earlier and there's the faint smear of your lipstick still lingering on his cheek — a little detail he's yet to notice. Knowing he's in for another long shift he decides to head to the cafeteria to fix himself some tea.
This was a grave mistake, he soon realizes when he settles at the coffee counter, paying no mind to two nurses chattering away at the water station. Idle chatter was never something that piqued his interest, but the topic of their conversation swayed him.
"Have you seen her? She's got the cutest ass."
"Yeah, she's always prancing around in those thight little skirts when she's coming out of his office. I bet the two of them-"
Zayne hand clenches around a ceramic cup. Though his gaze remains turned down his voice is sharpened with a deadly edge to it as he addresses the two hospital workers with a poisonous tongue. "Pointless gossip of inappropriate nature should be avoided." His icy gaze drags over the two men, slow and purposeful, his eyes narrow and sharp. "Unless you'd like to be reported for misconduct or wasting valuable hospital resources. Which do you prefer?"
Both men pale at the sight of the chief surgeon, the one sputtering out a weak apology that only falls on deaf ears before he tosses his empty cup away. The other one scurries past Zayne and ducks his head at the sheer height of the doctor.
But he isn't ready to let the two of them off the hook yet and is quick to boom, "And next time avoid making any comments about my wife. Unless you want to find yourselves in a disciplinary hearing. Or worse. Is that understood?"
They both gulp, heads bowed. Each of them give him a feeble nod before they disappear into the hallway and Zayne sighs, looking down at his palm where ice crackles. It's spread halfway up his arm, he doesn't need to roll up his sleeves to know. For a moment he removes his glasses and exhales slow, deep breaths.
Then his fingers are fumbling for his phone in his pocket.
Your number rings twice before you answer.
"Hey, what's -"
"I've changed my mind. Cancel dinner. Wear something nice, I'm picking you up in an hour."
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finsubbybedwetter · 5 months
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Good afternoon, please have a seat. I am an administration officer acting under the authority of the Male Reproductive Rights Reform Act. You are here today to receive official notice that your MRRRA standing has been lowered to Restricted/Developmentally-impaired in response to the recent update in your medical history.
Please confirm for the record that you recently reported a bedwetting episode to you doctor. Thank you. I presume that you were not aware that male adult bedwetting has recently been reclassified as a prohibitive developmental impairment. Yes, we are aware that you only reported a single incident. However, as your medical records indicate that you experienced frequent bedwetting throughout your teens, we consider this episode to be indicative of relapse into chronic, habitual bedwetting, which is grounds for immediate corrective action.
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You have been enrolled into the Adult General Urinary Incontinence Correction Program at a male remedial facility. More commonly referred to informally as the toilet training program. Yes, we understand that you have no history of full incontinence, but as bedwetting was only recently recognized as a prohibitive condition, we do not currently have a remedial program more specific to your needs. Also, studies have shown that daytime wetting is disproportionately common and often under-reported in bedwetters. We believe this program will be a good fit for you.
You will undergo corrective therapy and continuous assessment over a six week period. The corrective component of the program consists of hypnotherapy and severe negative reinforcement. You will be diapered at all times during your stay at the facility, and fitted with a moisture-sensing alarm to ensure accurate record keeping of wetting incidents for assessment and disciplinary purposes. I believe you had some experience with this kind of alarm in your teens so this should be quite familiar to you. Yes, you will be diapered at all times, not only for bed. Please understand that program rules do not permit us to make any exceptions for your case.
Bathroom visits will be restricted to a fixed schedule and fluid intake will be managed to ensure that you receive an accurate assessment. In order to keep our assessment false positive rate within MRRRA guidelines, the bathroom schedule and fluid intake minimums have been tuned to be challenging for an adult male with average bladder control and extremely challenging for impaired individuals such as yourself. We have also found that stressing program participants in this way boosts the efficacy of the negative reinforcement component of the program.
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At the conclusion of the program, your assessment results will be reviewed by committee and you will be prescribed assessment outcomes. Outcomes vary widely. The more severe outcomes include permanent revocation of reproductive rights, castration, gender reassignment, and in instances involving developmental impairment such as yours, revocation of legal adulthood.
Should you receive a favorable assessment, your standing will be lifted to Qualified-unrestricted/Developmentally-impaired. Yes that's correct - your diagnosis as an adult bedwetter is permanent and thus will be reflected in your public record regardless of assessment result. A favorable assessment only indicates that you are not currently experiencing symptoms. Also, please be aware that current and future employers and sexual partners, if any, will be notified of your condition. Though, having seen your file it looks like you won't need worry about that second part..
That concludes this proceeding. When you leave this office you will be escorted to the facility for induction. Your assessment period has already begun. I hope I don't have to tell you that any non-compliance will reflect extremely poorly.
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Alright, now that that's done and we're off the record, I can finally be honest with you. You're fucked. I've sent dozens of pissy-pants virgins just like you through this program, and you know what? You losers always come out more pathetic than you went in. Right now you're just a bedwetter, but in six weeks time you're going to be a stuttering, subservient, diaper-dependent sissy. You want my advice? Don't fight it. Forget about "favorable assessment". Forget about ever losing your virginity. Think of this as six weeks to adjust to your new life.
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shanastoryteller · 9 months
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Happy Pride! Jim & Spock? Can be in the Sybokverse or on their own eitherway is perfect!
a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5
“I believe I have the right to face my accuser.”
Jim is going to tear this asshole apart.
There’s muttering throughout the crowd, the auditorium filled to the brim for one cadet’s academic dishonesty disciplinary hearing. These are always open to be attended by the accused’s peers, but usually no one bothers, having far better things to do on a Friday morning. Jim is flattered, honestly.
Admiral Archer nods and everyone turns as one of the instructors stands and walks stiffly to the other podium.
Jim is honestly taken aback. A Vulcan giving him shit over this? He squints, trying to place him, suddenly sure he’s seen him somewhere before. Possibly just in the halls, but the familiarity feels deeper than that. He’s met a lot of Vulcans, to be fair.
“Cadet,” he greets.
“Defend the logic of your accusation,” he says, falling into familiar vernacular and only barely keeping himself from saying it in formal Vulcan. This guy might appreciate it, but Archer won’t, and Chris had told him not to be too much of an asshole.
The Vulcan raises an eyebrow. “The purpose of the test is to assess your response to no win scenarios. Altering the parameters, while admittedly an impressive feat of programming, shows both your lack of understanding and your casual disregard for the institution of Starfleet.”
“I don’t believe in no win scenarios,” he says confidently, flashing a smile to the assembled admirals that, in different circumstances, tends to get him laid.
He stiffens. “Your belief in them does not change their existence. In an impossible situation, you must react to the circumstances given to you. Anything else is entertaining delusions.”
“Bullshit,” Jim says immediately and sees Chris pinch the bridge of his nose. Oops. This is a perfect time to go into the speech that he has prepared, about how if he was actually trying to cheat he would have been more subtle about it, about how cheating was his answer to the question presented by the test, and how that applies to how he would really react as a captain.
But then the Vulcan gives him the bitchiest look he’s seen in – well, about four days, but he’s suddenly so sure where he knows him from.
~
Spock doesn’t understand how someone with so little regard for both etiquette and moral standards has survived this long in the academy. He’s intimately familiar with the doors that having a famous father can open, but surely there must be limits.
James Kirk opens his mouth, presumably to continue his insulting and inappropriate defense of his actions, then his eyes narrow, widen, and he demands, “Spock? S'Chn T'Gai Spock? Son of Amanda Grayson and S'Chn T'Gai Sarek?”
For a moment, all he can do is stare. “Have we met?”
His syntax when first faced with him had made him think that James Kirk was familiar with Vulcan, as unlikely as that seemed, but now he’s sure. Not only because of the correct pronunciation of his family name, but in how he has addressed him. Vulcan society is matriarchal. It is correct to identify him first as his mother’s son, and also appropriate to leave off his father’s title as ambassador when identifying his family origin, as his father’s position is supposed to be secondary to his mother’s. His mother married into his father’s clan, but that doesn’t change formal conventions.
Even on Vulcan, he is rarely identified correctly.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” James Kirk says, then takes out his communicator and starts typing.
What.
“Cadet Kirk!” Admiral Archer barks. “Put that away and comport yourself as your position demands or we’ll be here for more than accusations of your cheating.”
“Apologies, Admiral,” James Kirk says, placing his hands behind his back and looking like he’s taking this seriously for the first time. “If you’ll just allow a couple minutes-”
Spock’s communicator goes off.
“Commander,” Admiral Archer says warningly.
“One moment, please,” he says, his stomach rolling as he takes out the communicator. He’s hoping that this is another of James Kirk’s tricks, because when he’s placed it on silent only his family can contact him, and his mother marks all of her correspondence as non urgent. There is no good reason for his father to contact him.
He opens it up and blinks twice, to be certain of what he’s seeing.
Sybok has sent him a text base message. His elder brother never sends him text based communication, as he believes that Spock will not respond timely or authentically, and so only video calls him. Usually at inopportune times.
stop being mean to jimmy :(
He is a genius. Several things suddenly make sense all at once.
He is of course aware of his older brother’s dear friend who he only refers to as Jimmy. In the tragedy of Tarsus IV, when all should have been lost and the corrupt governor threatened to kill half the colony and did kill a not insignificant amount of them, it was Jimmy and Sybok who worked together to create a sort of resistance and keep people alive long enough to for their jury-rigged signal to make it through.
Receiving that strange message from Sybok after years of silence had let him, and their father, know that something was wrong and alert Starfleet.
Jimmy, who had been a minor at the time, and so his identity had been kept from the public at his request, and who had visited Sybok on Vulcan but Spock had examinations at the time and had not been permitted to travel across planet to meet him.
James Kirk looks at him, a smile hovering around the corners of his lips.
James Kirk. Colloquially known as Jim. Jimmy.
Spock had designed the Kobayashi Maru with his brother’s experience at Tarsus IV in mind. He had been different after, just as prone to arguing with their father, more prone to arguing with everyone else, but he’d been sturdier too. As if that experience had at once confirmed and destroyed all of his worst expectations of people.
James Kirk does not believe in no win scenarios and he has demonstrated that more aptly than any simulation could.
“I rescind my accusation of academic dishonesty towards Cadet Kirk.”
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For the newly added Klee and Clara
Having there older sibling S/O person thing! Put on some charisma to try & bail them out of time out
(Genshin Impact/H:SR) Sibling!Reader trying to get Klee and Clara out of time out
"Retry the speech check, just reload and retry!" - The Russian Badger
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Jean sighs as soon as she sees (Y/N) enter the room. Putting down her pen for a moment, she then looks at them approaching.
(Jean) "(Y/N)..."
(Y/N) "Master Jean! I am so sorry for the trouble Klee caused today!"
(Jean) "She knew the consequences when she decided to go blast fishing-"
(Y/N) bowed apologetically.
(Y/N) "It was my fault, Master Jean. There was something in the waters that spooked me, and she was only trying to help. I swear she didn't do it on purpose."
Jean watched their expression with close scrutiny before lowering her shoulders and giving a sympathetic look.
(Jean) "And you are telling me the truth?"
The sharp gaze of the Acting Grand Master made (Y/N) fidget.
(Y/N) "Yes, as embarrassing as it is..."
Jean walked over and put a hand on their shoulder.
(Jean) "I understand. You are a good older sister/brother for wanting Klee's situation cleared up."
(Y/N)'s expression suddenly beamed-
(Jean) "And as an older sibling myself, I know when another one is lying."
-And quickly reverted to fear.
(Jean) "(Y/N), you know the consequences."
...
Klee was sitting in "solitary", which was really just a relatively empty room inside the Knights' Headquarters, barring a few shelves, tables, and chairs.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and (Y/N) awkwardly walked in, with Jean behind them, arms crossed.
Klee jumped up in surprise, running up to her sibling.
(Klee) "Big bro/sis? What are you doing here?!"
(Y/N) "I uh...got put in time out as well."
(Jean) "You'll be able to come out when you think about what you have done wrong."
Jean gently closed the door, and both of them heard it lock, her footsteps slowly fading away.
(Klee) "Aw man, now we're both in big trouble..."
(Y/N) smiled as they knelt down to pat Klee's head.
(Y/N) "Don't worry, I have a backup plan."
They slowly reached into their pouch and pulled out a wrapped fish, charred to perfection from Klee's bombs.
Klee gasped as her eyes sparkled, looking at their brother/sister.
(Y/N) put a finger to their lips playfully.
(Y/N) "Not a word of this to Jean, got it?"
Klee nodded enthusiastically before the two shared their meal together.
Neither of them really learning their lesson, much to Jean's dismay.
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A/N: Good luck with the speech check on THIS one, good lord.
Svarog stood stoically in front of a terminal, the light from his mono-eye gently pulsating.
Upon hearing (Y/N)'s footsteps, he turned around to face them.
(Svarog) "(Y/N). What is it?"
(Y/N) "Why is Clara in the corner?"
The light pulsated for a moment before turning around to the terminal once again, but still giving a reply.
(Svarog) "Clara has disobeyed a direct order to not eat the dessert before her dinner. Therefore, disciplinary protocols are in effect."
(Y/N) paused for a moment to remember what he was talking about.
(Y/N) "You mean the jar of cookies? It was only the one gone-"
(Svarog) "It does not change the fact it will ruin her appetite. Early sweets lead to fullness, which leads to food being wasted. Something that cannot be tolerated for someone of her age."
(Y/N) walked up to the terminal, giving puppy eyes to their robotic father figure.
(Svarog) "As the older sibling, you must not spoil Clara. Nor should I.-"
(Y/N) "It's just been a while since she got to have a cookie, Svarog. Surely you can remember that!"
His head slowly whirred to face (Y/N).
(Svarog) "My memory circuits are functioning normally. It has been twenty-seven days, eight hours, and fifty seven minutes since you and Clara have last had dessert.-"
(Y/N) "So that's why you can go a little easy on her! Clara didn't want to disobey you, but she was just having a craving! I promise she'll eat every last bite during dinner."
Svarog remained silent, barring the mechanical noises emitting from his body.
He turned completely to (Y/N), in what nearly sounded like a sigh from his gears moving.
(Svarog) "Your argument is...logical. Reducing disciplinary protocols, your presence is required."
(Y/N) smiled at that, following him outside the room to where Clara was standing quietly in the corner of their living room.
(Svarog) "Clara. You are permitted to leave time out."
Clara's head looked up in surprise before turning around and seeing her family, wiping one of her eyes.
(Clara) "I'm sorry, I won't do it again-"
(Svarog) "Do not apologize. My measures were...harsh for your actions."
(Y/N) "Next time you want to take a cookie before dinner, just ask either of us, okay?"
Clara looked at Svarog as he slowly knelt down and wiped away a tear gently with his mechanical hand.
(Svarog) "Your brother/sister is correct. Given permission, you will not be punished."
(Clara) "...T-Thank you!"
She gave Svarog a hug before running up and doing the same to her sibling.
Svarog watched silently, but both of them could tell he was at least happy to not see Clara sad.
(Svarog) "I must go back to monitoring the other humans outside the camp. Dinner will be prepared at 6:00 PM."
Svarog nodded and walked back into the control room, leaving the two alone.
(Clara) "Did...you convince Mr. Svarog to let me leave?"
(Y/N) ruffled her hair gently.
(Y/N) "Mhm. Just had to remind him that treating yourself won't spoil your dinner. Let's go out for a little bit until dinner so you can work up your appetite, alright?"
Clara smiled and nodded excitedly.
(Clara) "O-Okay!"
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reidsdimples · 5 days
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Spencer Reid x Reader
18+🔥
You’ve been hooking up with your coworker Spencer Reid. Does the rest of the team know? 👀
After a long case, the two of you can’t keep your hands to yourselves.
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“Dr. Reid, a minute?” You ask him as the team makes its way into the bullpen. The flight from Seattle was long and everyone’s ready to wrap up their paperwork and get home.
“What’s up?” He steps aside into the small kitchen with you.
“What was the true probability that Morgan wouldn’t have had to shoot that unsub?” You ask him.
“Given his devolution, the desperation of being trapped, and the lack of control he had, he wasn’t coming out of that apartment alive. I’d say based on what we know, only about a 5% chance of one of us not having to shoot him,” he answers quickly.
“Right,” you sigh.
“We saved the girl, it’s still a victory,” he places a hand on your shoulder. The touch diverts your train of thought to him, to the electricity that just surged between you.
He meets your eyes and swallows hard before dropping his hand.
Those hands, those damned hands. In the last month they have been all over your body, his long fingers inside of you, down your throat, pinching your nipples…
“Reid, Y/N, a word?” Hotch pulls you out of your thoughts.
Did he know what the two of you had been doing? That two of his agents have been sleeping together secretly? You look to Reid whose face gives nothing away. He wouldn’t show concern, he’s way better than you at masking things from other profilers.
Shit shit shit.
Hotch leads the two of you to his office, JJ, Morgan, and Prentiss exchange looks of curiosity. Your heart hammers in your chest, heat creeping into your throat and ears.
He doesn’t know, there’s no way he knows. You two were careful.
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“I got a complaint that you snapped at one of the witnesses,” Hotch starts with Reid.
Relief floods you but worry for the verbal beat down creeps in. Reid had snapped at a witness, right next to you.
“And you didn’t tell me it escalated,” Hotch turns to you.
“Sir, I…” you stammer.
“That witness was out of line, Hotch. She agressed us first,” Reid reasons.
“And as soon as Reid got snippy, I shut the interview down,” you bud in.
Reid grips one of the arm rests and you remember that same tight grip on your ass. You jolt upright and adjust in your chair, catching Hotch’s attention.
“Reid you are brilliant and you are an asset to this team but you have to be more patient with these people. They are victims too,” Hotch leans on his desk and crosses his arms. “Y/N, you did the right thing by shutting it down but next time run it by me so I’m not blindsided by a complaint. Understood?”
You both nod.
“If it happens again, I’m documenting a disciplinary action,” he says with finality. Reid clears his throat, red on his cheeks.
You both stand in unison which Hotch takes a mental note of.
“Great work this week nonetheless,” Hotch says as Reid gets the door for you.
Leaving his office feels like stepping out of tar, you slow your breathing and purposely walk away from and ahead of Reid.
Shit. Hotch is reading the two of you, he’s picked up on something.
An hour passes and no one on the team has left, everyone still lost in their paperwork and conversation with one another. It’s one of your favorite things, time together after the storm of a case.
You leave your desk to go to the restroom before heading to the intel room to grab some more files which are kept in a large closet connecting to Garcia’s office.
You’re fumbling through paperwork for a while, taking out boxes and placing them on one of Garcia’s desks. You make a mental note to clean it before she gets to work in the morning.
You turn suddenly at the feeling of a presence behind you at the entrance to the closet.
“Shit Reid, you scared the hell out of me,” you sigh.
He’s leaning against the door frame, watching you with a conflicted expression. Strands of hair fall around his face, messy and untamed. He’s removed his cardigan and rolled up the sleeves to his light colored button down. It the dim light he looks gorgeous, mouth watering even.
“You think Hotch is onto us?” he steps forward and pulls the closet closed behind him.
“It’s possible,” you answer honestly.
But then he’s right on top of you, his fresh scent invading your lungs, his body heat warming you.
His hand grips your hip, pulling you closer to him as he starts to nip at your neck.
You pull on his waist band, need buzzing between your thighs. These meetings, these moments where heat and need build to an impossible level are what you live for.
“Then we better be quick,” he snakes a hand up to your jaw and kisses you quickly, desperately.
You’ve never done this with so little people in the office, what if they notice your absence? What if they notice both of you gone together? You’re about to say something when you become aware of the taste of him, his cock straining against his pants, and just how acutely you need him inside of you.
“This is a bad idea,” you hum while hurriedly pulling his cock free from his pants. You pump it slowly, causing him to grunt under his breath while he hikes your skirt up.
“I’ve wanted to do this since you put this little skirt on,” he smiles and rips your panties to the side. You giggle but bury your face in his chest so the sound doesn’t travel.
He sinks a finger into you, his finger immediately soaked and it pleases him. He bites his lip knowingly before pinning you against the wall and wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Eyes on me, baby,” he says when you screw your eyes closed to revel in the moment he enters you.
He stretches you around him, gravity forcing you all the way down onto his cock. You grip onto his shoulders as he starts to move, one hand on your hip, the other in your hair. The tip of his cock strokes the nerves inside of you so deliciously that your eyes roll back in your head. It had been too long since you had him and the possibility of getting caught is a thrill that heightens the experience.
“So good,” he whispers, sweat beading on his forehead.
The sounds of him moving inside of you and both of your controlled panting brings you to your climax fast and hard as he continues his rhythm into you. He’s focused, he knows exactly what you like and how to get you to cum for him. That eidetic memory will not let him forget precisely what you like.
“Reid,” you whimper and he clamps his hand over your mouth. You bit into his palm as you clench around him and he fucks you through your orgasm.
“That’s right, keep coming on it,” he urges. The low moans in the back of his throat are ecstasy and you know you’re going to cum again.
He drags his cock out and pushes back in, torturously slow. If he had time, he would tease and drag this out until you were crying. Your legs shake around him as he hits your gspot repeatedly, now rushing the two of you to finish before you get caught. Fuck.
“You’re going to finish with me and then you’re going to go back out there and pretend you aren’t filled with my cum,” he growls against your ear. Your nails dig into his shoulders and you can’t take it anymore.
You come undone around him in waves as he pumps you deep and fills you with his cum. He shudders against you, steadying himself on the wall. His cock pulses inside of you and you’re reeling with pleasure.
There’s no time to revel in it though because you both hear Morgan and Prentiss talking outside of Garcia’s office.
He jolts back, you drop to the floor and pull your skirt down while he fixes his pants. Both of your are panting but trying to control it. The room is hot and alive with what just happened.
“Go out there,” you shove him. “Wait look at me,” you say. You realize that you left a claw mark on the side of his neck, the scratches angry and red. So instead you rush into Garcia’s office from the closet just as Morgan enters it.
“Reid in here?” He asks when he only sees you in the office chair with a folder. You’ve stopped breathing. You hope your hair doesn’t give you away.
“I think he’s in there looking for a file,” you say quickly.
“This the one you need?” He asks Morgan, handing him a file.
“Yeah,” he takes it and turns to leave. “Come look at this,” he tells Reid to follow him.
Reid glances at you with a small smirk as he follows Morgan out of the room, one hand resting on his neck to cover your scratches.
Fucking hell, you’ll never get enough of him.
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todayontumblr · 7 months
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Wednesday, September 20.
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Hello. You will be all too aware that what was for so long referred to as climate change has recently, and necessarily, come to be known as the climate emergency. And that is because that is exactly what this is—but emergencies need not be so paralyzing. Everyone has their part to play, whether your proverbial Jo Average, or those at the summit of politics and activism, the sciences, or indeed, the arts.
For Climate Week NYC, Automattic will be joining forces with artist and activist Ana Teresa Fernández for just that purpose. Today, September 20, we will be hosting a panel discussion in our Noho Space. Also joining us will be Cristina Gnecco (Co-Founder of HOPE Hydration) and Whitney McGuire, Esq. (Director of Sustainability at the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum) in exploring how art and innovation can catalyze positive change, inspiring us to take newfound insights into the world and encourage collective action.
The panel will be held against the backdrop of Ana Teresa Fernández’s provocative series, Under Pressure—a multi-disciplinary work comprising video, photography, paintings, and sculpture that engages with questions of responsibility and response in relation to the climate emergency and rising sea levels. 
You can tune in to the livestream of the Under Pressure panel discussion on September 20 at 6:45 PM ET, right here on Tumblr.
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artemisia-black · 3 months
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Do you think Walburga and Orion physically tortured Sirius or reg when they're being rebellious?
No I quite emphatically don't (will discuss below the cut with a TRIGGER WARNING: DISCUSSIONS OF ABUSE).
1.0 Emotional abuse is devasting
There was clearly emotional abuse and neglect, the gravity of which can often be lost in depictions of gratuitous physical violence. In some fandom spaces, there appears to be a perceived hierarchy of abuse, wherein emotional maltreatment is often regarded as less severe or less compelling to portray. In the case of the Blacks, there was undeniable emotional abuse and neglect. The significance of this type of abuse can frequently be overshadowed in narratives that focus more on explicit physical violence, potentially diminishing the recognition of the profound impact emotional trauma can have.
Walburga's portrait denounces Sirius as the "Shame of her flesh," and Kreacher incessantly proclaims that he is unworthy to "wipe slime from Walburga's boots." Furthermore, the indifference displayed towards permitting a penniless, underage child to leave the home is striking. These instances provide indisputable evidence of emotional neglect and abuse. Additionally, Sirius's almost tentative proposition to Harry regarding living together, coupled with his near disbelief upon receiving an affirmative response, indicates his struggle to believe that he is indeed loved. This vulnerability, evident in his shyness and the slight fumbling of his words, contrasts sharply with his overtly murderous demeanour in the preceding scene.
In my WiP Pietas, I explore how constant criticism makes Sirius feel profoundly lonely, yet he never calls it abuse. This aspect of the narrative underscores the significant internal gaslighting that often accompanies emotional abuse. Victims may internalise the constant belittlement and devaluation to the extent that they question their own feelings and perceptions, doubting the validity of their experiences.
At his words, a sense of kinship stirred in Sirius’s heart and an odd sensation began to build in his stomach. Thoughts of confessing his frustrations and his inner turmoil rose to the surface, like drowning men clamouring for desperate gasps of air. But before he could form a sentence, Leone carried on speaking.
‘But while you are a guest in my house, I ask that as a gentleman, you prioritise my sister’s honour above all else. She is very dear to me, and I do not wish to force her into a marriage.’
He had halted once more, looking over at the girl still seated on the bench with an undisguised fondness that made Sirius ache with a profound sense of loneliness. He could not remember the last time any member of his immediate family had looked at him with anything but anger or dissatisfaction and to his embarrassment, his eyes began to sting.
2.0 The Cruciatus tus as a disciplinary tool is like swatting a fly with a nuke
In canon, the Cruciatus curse comes with a life sentence in Azkaban and is an actual means of torture (not the equivalent of a punch- which is bad enough).
"He had been hit again by the Cruciatus Curse. The pain was so intense, so all-consuming, that he no longer knew where he was. ... White-hot knives were piercing every inch of his skin, his head was surely going to burst with pain, he was screaming more loudly than he’d ever screamed in his life — And then it stopped." GoF
“Pain,” said Moody softly. “You don’t need thumbscrews or knives to torture someone if you can perform the Cruciatus Curse. GoF
It seems highly unlikely that this curse, notorious for leaving the Longbottoms in need of long-term care, would be employed for disciplinary purposes. Moreover, given the Blacks' self-perception of near-royalty, it seems implausible that they would willingly subject their offspring to such torment, risking permanent harm to their lineage.
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mmm okay dilf!anakin and thigh fucking. He likes using it as a sort of punishment for you, if you’ve been teasing him or pushing his buttons on purpose. It’s so close to where you need him most and he smirks down at you the entire time while you squirm and beg for him to show you some mercy
oh my fu king godddmx
“ani, please,”
“what’re you talking ‘bout, baby? i’m feeling so good.” rubbing it in your face while he’s squeezing your thighs together and moving you in tandem with his thrusts. watching that sticky mix of saliva and cum of his string out, squelching, connected to his pelvis and gooey in his pubes.
anakin loves brat taming because he has such a specific— sadistic— way of going about it. how you’ll push his buttons and refuse to heed his warnings because you think you know what’s coming… and he turns it around on you. you acted out because you want his old man cock? too bad, it’s being used up on smthn else. painting those pretty thighs.
instead of having a cool-headed guide, who therapizes you into complacency, you get a man thirsty to put you in your place in the cruelest way possible. in his old age he’s gotten antsy for correcting problematic behavior as “someone with wisdom to bestow.”
he oughta wash your mouth out with soap. tie you up and fix a vibrator to your clit and leave for hours. bend you over his knee and get that disciplinary spanking right across.
thigh fucking, is reserved for a special kind of brat. the kind that gets fussy because you haven’t been fucked in so long. and it’s the frosting on the cake that he’s getting off to how he’s using you to get there.
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justice league rules from the JLA Sourcebook! a lot going on here, but my personal favorite detail is that founding members apparently do not have to do monitor duty. so every time a comic has batman lurking around in the monitor room, he's there by choice. monitor duty is just his idea of fun, i guess
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Bylaws Governing the Justice League of America
Statement of Purpose
The purpose of the Justice League of America (hereafter referred to as the JLA) is to handle threats to Earth's security--both terrestrial and extraterrestrial--beyond the power of conventional enforcement groups. If requested to do so by concerned parties, the JLA will undertake certain mission that aid those of other planets. However, the JLA's major responsibility is the peace and welfare of Earth. The JLA will also participate in public service and charity function when not involved in higher priority duties.
Funding
The JLA is a nonprofit organization incorporated in the United States of America, and hence shall have the word "America" in its title. The money for the operations and maintenance of the JLA is funded by an annual grant from a blind trust established in its name.¹ Additional funding is also provided by donations from the United Nations and the Wayne Foundation,² who shall have no say over the use of the money within the JLA organizational structure, but shall retain the right to limit or suspend their funding for any reason. The JLA shall use its funds for the maintenance of its headquarters and equipment, and certain special benefits for members (which specifically exclude compensation for services rendered).
Active Membership Ceiling
The JLA shall have no more than twelve (12) members on active status at once, unless an individual is granted special temporary status.³ This membership ceiling is in accordance with a standing agreement with the United Nations.
Active Membership
Any applicant for membership in the JLA must be an adult of legal age, distinguished by at least one year of active public service, be willing to participate in all JLA missions, and be able to be on call 24 hours per day. Membership in the JLA is awarded regardless of race, color, creed, sex, or citizenship.
Membership Candidacy and Elections
A candidate for membership must be nominated by an active member in good standing at a regular or emergency meeting. Reserve members may petition for nomination. A candidate shall be elected by a two-thirds majority vote of the total active membership.
Founding Membership
Founding membership is a special status given to the five (5) most senior members of the JLA. The founding membership roster shall never exceed five (5) members. Founding members serve as the final authority on all matters of policy, can cast an additional vote as a group in the event of a tie, serve as the tribunal for all disciplinary matters, and have the sole authority to disband the JLA. Founding members also act as the direct liaisons between the JLA and the United Nations. Beyond these responsibilities founding members do not have any further authority or privileges over and above any other active member. Founding members must remain part of the active membership to retain their founding member status.
Only a current founding member can nominate a candidate for founding member status. A candidate is then elected into founding member status by a simple majority vote of the entire JLA roster (active, reserve, and honorary members), past and present. Founding membership is awarded for life, or until the member chooses to relinquish the responsibility and nominate a successor. Should a founding member ever be suspended or expelled, a replacement shall be chosen from the active membership at the next regular business meeting.
The founding membership roster is currently defined as Aquaman, the Batman, the Martian Manhunter, Superman, and Wonder Woman.⁴
Reserve Membership
Reservists are members who are eligible for active membership but can or will not make the commitment of being on call 24 hours a day or being present for JLA meetings.
Reservists may be summoned in the event the chairperson deems the JLA is not operating at an optimum strength to accomplish the current mission. The requirements for official reserve status are: must have assisted the JLA in at least one mission, be an adult of legal age, be distinguished by at least one year of active public service, and be willing to be on call for emergency duty. Reservists have no regular duties or number of missions they must perform. Reservists shall be awarded signal devices and can call emergency meetings. They have limited access to the JLA headquarters. They require the chairperson's permission to use JLA equipment. Reservists may participate in social functions, and they have the option of not attending regular business meetings. Like active members, they are not required to reveal their civilian identities to the JLA.
A reserve member who meets the requirements of active membership may petition for active membership. A reservist's petition shall be given priority when a vacancy occurs in the active membership. A reservist may ask to be taken off reserve status at any time. A reservist is automatically taken off reserve status if unavailable for three consecutive summons to duty.
Honorary Membership
Honorary members are those individuals who assist in a JLA missions but decline or are ineligible for reserve or active status. Honorary members may not enter JLA headquarters without being accompanied by an active member. They may not call emergency meetings but may contact an active member, who determines whether the matter requires the attention of the entire JLA. Honorary members have no regular duties. They are entitles to attend social functions, and may attend business meetings if they choose. A two-thirds vote by the total active membership is necessary to revoke honorary status.
Chairpersonship
The Duty of the chairperson is to coordinate all JLA activities. Any active member may be nominated for the position of chairperson, and who is elected by a two-thirds majority vote. The term of the chairperson shall be no less than one year. A chairperson may be elected to an unlimited number of consecutive terms.⁵ In the event that the chairperson is absent of unable to perform his or her duties, leadership will be assumed by the most senior active member until such time as a new chairperson can be elected.
Privileges of Members
Any duly elected member shall have membership in the JLA for live with according honors. He or she shall have free access to the JLA headquarters and all its facilities. Any current active member shall have his or her own private quarters and office in the JLA headquarters. Each JLA member shall have an equal vote and equal privileges. By agreement with the United Nations, each JLA member has permission to travel across international boundaries without a passport. No member is required to swear an oath of allegiance to any outside organization or body.
Requirements of Active Members
No JLA members my accept fees for services rendered while in their costumed identity. Each JLA membership shall keep a log of all missions as individuals or groups for the JLA archives. Each JLA member must provide a recorded excuse for every absence from JLA missions or meetings. Whenever possible, a JLA member shall notify the organization in advance of an absence, so the chairperson can determine the operational strength and contact alternates if need be. All JLA members shall carry their signal devices at all times and be ready for duty 24 hours a day. No JLA member is required to reveal his or her civilian identity to the membership. However, any member may do so at his or her discretion, with the implicit understanding that it will be held in the strictest confidence. JLA members are forbidden to reveal any classified JLA secrets to any nonmember, including spouses. Each active, nonfounding member shall serve his or her shift on monitor duty.
As a group or as individuals, any member, past or present, of the JLA is prohibited from using his or her talents, powers, and/or professional tools to acquire political power, abridge the civil rights of any individual, interfere with the internal affairs of nations, or take side in international conflicts under review by the United Nations. The JLA may not interfere with routine police actions or any matter under federal or local jurisprudence, unless their assistance is specifically requested. The JLA may not interfere in interplanetary matters that have no bearing on Earth security without proper authorization from the concerned parties or a recognized interstellar police organization.
Meetings
Regular business meetings shall be held at JLA Headquarters⁶ twelve (12) times per year on the last Saturday of each month for handling organizational business. All active members are expected to be in attendance. Emergency meetings may be called at any time by any active member or reservist. All available members shall attend emergency meetings. All meetings will be digitally recorded for the JLA archives.
Monitor Duty
Each active member is required to serve a 24-hour shift of monitor surveillance in JLA headquarters. Founding members are exempt from monitor duty but may volunteer to be entered into the rotation. In the event that a member cannot serve his or her shift, it is the member's responsibility to contact a replacement among the active membership. Each member must make up missed shifts. The member must remain awake for two-thirds of his or her shift. The member on monitor duty may have one guest during the shift as long as the guest does not interfere with the member's duties.
Punishment of Criminals
All alleged criminals dealt with by the JLA shall be brought to trial under whichever judicial body they are subject to, be it terrestrial, extraterrestrial, or extradimensional. Acts of interstellar aggression and misconduct shall be punished in accordance with the mandates of the appropriate recognized interstellar law enforcement agency. The governing tribunal, not the JLA itself, shall decide the severity of a criminal's punishment. Imprisonment shall be handled by conventional institutions, except in cases where the criminal cannot be detained by existing facilities. In this case, the JLA is at liberty to devise their own form of detainment under the review of the United Nations or a recognized interstellar law enforcement agency.
Leaves of Absence
Leaves of absence shall be granted to any active member or reservist who requests one for personal reasons. To remain in good standing, the member on leave must make regular summaries of activities (the number and submission period dependent on the length of absence). Leaves of absence shall be honored for as long as the member requests it. A mandatory leave shall be given to any member missing three consecutive missions with a valid excuse. To be reinstated after a leave, the member must file a notification of return to former status at a business meeting. With no valid excuse, the member will be suspended from active duty (see "Suspension").
Resignations and Discharges
Any member may resign if he or she wants to sever all connections with the JLA. A former member must submit to debriefing of JLA information. Any member who resign in sound mind with free will can only be reinstated by again undergoing the standard active or reserve membership selection process. Discharges are given to members who, for any reason, can no longer perform their duties. Discharged members are awarded honorary status and, unless deemed a security risk, are allowed to retain JLA secrets.
Suspension
Active members may be suspended from active duty for on-year periods on the following grounds: deliberate dereliction of duty, conduct unbecoming a Justice Leaguer, or willfully disobeying the chairperson. To be suspended, the accused must be indicted by at least one active member and brought before a tribunal of the founding members for a hearing, with the chairperson officiating. A simple majority of the tribunal shall determine suspension. Suspended members are prohibited from entering the JLA headquarters, attending meetings, and being summoned for any form of duty. Suspended members may be granted an early reprieve for meritorious action and granted their former status by a two-thirds vote of the active membership.
Expulsion
Active, reserve, and honorary members may be expelled from the JLA with no possibility of reinstatement on the following grounds: conviction for any crime, deliberate betrayal of classified JLA secrets, criminal acts not convicted but witness by at least one member, taking money for services rendered, or the accumulation of three suspensions. The hearings or expulsions are identical to the proceedings for suspensions, save that an active member can only be expelled by a unanimous vote of the tribunal. Expelled members must submit to debriefing of JLA information.
Disbanding and Restraints
The JLA organization may only be disbanded by either a unanimous vote of the founding members⁷ or a unanimous vote of the United National Security Council. The United Nations also has the power to put restraining orders on the JLA's various members or activities, to the extent of curtailing the JLA's operations completely. Failure to comply with the United Nation's edicts shall be interpreted as a breach of faith between the JLA and the countries that the United Nations protects. The JLA has the right to contest restraints placed on them in a special World Court. In the event that the JLA is disbanded by mutual consent or external edict, the JLA headquarters and all other facilities revert to the United Nations for dispersal.
Policy
All amendments to the charter and bylaws shall be put into effect by a two-thirds vote of the total active membership. Bylaws governing membership may be waived by a unanimous vote. All active members shall have an equal vote in JLA policymaking. A two-third vote of the active membership shall determine what missions shall be undertaken in the even that the JLA is overextended coping with the situation at hand, or in the event that a situation is of borderline concern to the JLA.
FOOTNOTES
¹ Established when the JLA was first founded, the donor who created this blind trust remains completely anonymous. The JLA continues to respect his, her, or their privacy to this day
² Due to its relief efforts for Gotham City during the "No Man's Land" catastrophe, the Wayne Foundation temporarily suspended its funding to the JLA. When or if its funding will resume remains to be seen.
³ While they are allowed up to 12 active members by their agreement with the United Nations, the JLA has opted to limit their current membership to eight active members.
⁴ In the original JLA charter, the founding membership was defined as Aquaman, Black Canary, the Flash (Barry Allen), Green Lantern (Hal Jordan), and the Martian Manhunter. Also, the founding membership had no specific responsibilities or privileges, save for the authority to disband the JLA. This state of affairs remained in place until the Martian Manhunter disbanded the JLA and the group became Justice League International. It was with this version of the bylaws that the duties and responsibilities of the founding membership were formally defined, and Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman were elected to founding member status--replacing the Flash, Green Lantern, and Black Canary (the latter of whom voluntarily chose to relinquish her status as a founding member).
⁵ Superman is currently serving as the chairperson of the JLA. By unanimous vote of the membership, he will continue to serve as chairperson until eh chooses to step down or leaves the active membership.
⁶ The current JLA headquarters is the JLA Watchtower on the moon.
⁷ In previous drafts of the bylaws, the JLA could be disbanded in one of two ways: (1) by a unanimous vote of the active membership or (2) on the sole authority of one of the founding members, (Aquaman, Black Canary, the Flash [Barry Allen], Green Lantern [Hal Jordan], and the Martian Manhunter). When the current JLA revised the bylaws, the group chose to place this power in the hands of the founding members as a group.
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Aegon II Targaryen x sister!reader
Summary: Y/n is to be wedded to their nephew Jacaerys and came to Aegons chambers for comfort. She’s scared and doesn’t want the marriage to happen because she’s in love with her brother.
“Aegon….” the Targaryen princess whispered into the future kings neck as he caressed his sisters wet cheek. “… I don’t want to marry him”. Aegon shut his eyes in distress and pulled her even closer to his body. The warmth of her shaking form pressed against his gave him chills. Their mother had just announced that she is to be married to their nephew Jacaerys to provide peace amongst the families. She listened to her brothers steady heartbeat trying to calm down, eyes red irritated and hurting from crying so much. Her big brother rested his chin on top of her head and sighed whilst squeezing her waist slightly. He stared at the window and then clenched his jaw, trying to compress his anger. “I won’t let that bastard take you …” his words melted her heart at instant and her hands pushed gently against his chest so she could look at his tired shiny yet with rage filled eyes. She felt so safe in her brothers arms but the thought of marrying her nephew scared her. He forced a smile onto his lips and repeated his thoughts once again. “I won’t let him claim you… you belong to me, no other man shall have you my love.” He gently took her chin between his fingers and leaned in, her pleading eyes immediately shutting. He slowly kissed a wet spot right under her left eye, his lips still resting right above her cheek. His claim made the crying princess giggle slightly and he sent her the sweetest and purest smile. “As soon as I’m king nobody can refuse me my wish. I’ll claim you as my wife the second I’ll be able to” He looked at her in adoration, his mind filled with the idea of them being wedded and y/n being with his child. But suddenly her face dropped again and his eyebrows raised in worry. “But… you are to be wedded to Helaena…” Aegon chuckled at her silliness. “Cant you see you’re the only one I want dear sister?” He gently took her face with his fingers and guided her eyes up to his. “I don’t want Helaena- and I don’t want the crown but I can’t and won’t live with you being taken away from me, married to a man that dishonoured our family’s name, having children of his...” He got lost in her shiny violet eyes and his thumb gently brushed over her lips. “Without you the heritage and throne mean nothing… without you my life no longer has a purpose dear sister. I want you by my side, forever.” The confessions of her older brother gave her the tiniest amount of hope and it’s only now that she noticed the blue green and purple spots on his lower left cheekbone. “Aegon…”. The gentle whisper of his name gave him goosebumps. She knew it was Alicent. She didn’t even have to ask. Their mother has never been caring much and definitely not enough for her and her siblings. But her brothers, especially Aegon as he’s the oldest and heir to the throne, sometimes experienced physical violence as a disciplinary punishment. “I’m sorry…” is the only thing she said before yet again clinging herself against his chest tightly. “I want to be with you too… forever.”
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I'm Glad Miri is Annoying
Minor spoilers for Spy x Family and Buddy Daddies I guess idk
I don't know if people legitimately forgot this or what, but Anya is not your average child. And believe it or not, the majority of children who classify as "your average child" have more flaws than simply getting a big head when things are going their way. They're stubborn to a fault at times, they tend to be selfish at the benefit of no one other than themselves, and you feel the frustration radiating off of whoever is their guardian.
I'm glad that Buddy Daddies pulls no punches when depicting how chaotic life becomes once a 4 year old girl with a clear lack of disciplinary figures or actual parents comes waltzing in like a hurricane. I also loved when Sweetness and Lightning didn't paint Tsumugi as a child that was any easier to care for after the death of her mom, and that Kouhei (her dad) genuinely struggled to handle her on his own.
Beyond that though, the biggest problem I see floating around is that people for some reason expect a story about childrearing to not actually be about childrearing?? And that's not me saying that's the case with everyone, but it certainly seems like a lot of people have solidified Spy x Family as a standard of the sorts in their mind when it comes to depictions of found family dynamics, childcare, and adoption. That would be fine if people kept in mind that not every standard set by Spy x Family is realistic, both in the plot of a different series and irl. And that's not entirely the fault of the readers/watchers, it simply became one of the recently most popular titles to explore those themes in a way that balances out with other aspects of the story.
But that's just it: Spy x Family is not solely about a man, woman, little girl, and dog slowly developing into a family. It's about their impact on a war torn world and them realizing that this fake family they put together for the sole purpose of continuing their roles in preventing another war is becoming real. This was a situation that everyone (aside from Bond) initially saw as a way of escaping unlikely situations or reaching their goals. The focal point of the story from day 1 has been about these oblivious adults coming to understand that they're already a family, even though they don't exactly see it as such yet.
Meanwhile, Buddy Daddies is not about any of that, they're in a modernized world that one could easily imagine existing right now. These two hitmen are not in an unfavorable situation, they did not swipe Miri off the streets for personal gain, and they weren't really ever denying how quickly they grew attached to her. Kazuki took Miri under his wing the moment they locked eyes and she started talking about cake and her "papa," the guy is literally enamoured by her just from that. And Rei constantly asked Kazuki in the beginning if he was sure about sending Miri back to her mom, because he may not know everything about his partner, but it's clear as day to him that he really doesn't want to let her go. And as I said earlier, it hardly takes any time for Miri to wrap Rei around her little fingers either. The anime is 4 episodes in and they easily settled into the idea of being a family, heck, she already has her own room.
This is getting long and I'm starting to lose my point here because I'm not in a good area to focus in right now, so I'll end with this: Do not go into Buddy Daddies expecting an idealized version of a fake family turned real, because that's not what PA Works is doing here at all.
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Wukong: Can you not call my old friends and troop assholes in front of their own rejncarnations!?
Macaque: Peaches... they used a torture device on you. I know you keep saying you deserved it, but they still used it on you! Worst. The pig and the monk abused it!
Wukong: They... they changed! They stopped doing it, and they aren't around anymore, so it's still disrespectful to speak of them like that!
Macaque: Just because they stopped doing it means it was right that they did it at all! Guanyin herself said the purpose of that was only in defense of the Monkey, in the event you were to turn on him, not to be used as a disciplinary action for "chewing too loudly!"
The family is just watching this argument going down with that feeling of they need to stop this, but also, this is clearly a conversation that needs to be had out after millenia of these two arguing over Wukong's asshole friends. Secretly, Pigsy and Tang agree with Macaque and definitely lost any and all respect for their so-called ancestors after hearing that bit about the monk abusing Wukong, something Tang can actually confirm from just opening any random page of the freaking book set after Wukong got the filet! They especially are upset about that since Wukong clearly doesn't see it that way, and that somehow makes it worse. Because now the Monkey King isn't just some character in a book or a myth. He's real, he's right in front of them, and he's Qi Wu. Their silly, goofy, somewhat oblivious to social norms Qi Wu! He's a person, a real person who can actually bleed and hurt and feel emotionally vulnerable. A person they love as a son, weird as it is, once they realize he's actually thousands of years old.
referencing this post.
An arguement like this is probably what led to Wukong and Mac having their Big Fight during the au that led to their brief separation.
Tripitaka I feel wasn't conciously abusive towards Wukong, but he was still a mega-stressed out young adult who had the reins to a murder monkey. He was reared in a super strict buddhist background, and likely thought physical punishment was "normal" to an extent. He also didn't know how the fillet's punishment felt. He def had some major regret at having used the golden circlet/fillet sutra when Wukong was undeserving of it (but not the times Wukong tried to kill him at the start) - I feel that he used a few times when Wukong was acting uncouth at a fancy dinner or a holy site and it was only afterwards that he felt so gotdang bad about it.
Zhu Bajie on the otherhand literally goaded the monk into using the circlet as punishment out of spite toward Wukong (seen during the White Bone Spirit arc). He saw it as funny. Did he ever regret it? Maybe. He'd never admit it either way.
And even if both pilgrims eventually found the punishment unnessary or cruel, it doesn't change that they did it and the fact that Wukong ended up being conditioned into believing that he "deserved it".
Not only that, but the Macaque chapter itself is a turning point where Tripitaka realises (with Guanyin telling him off for banishing Monkey) that he'd been mistreating someone who considered him a father figure.
Ironically, it was likely Macaque's "death" that made Tripitaka stop using the fillet entirely since he had his own revelation on how badly he treated Wukong in the past and how devastating it would be to truly lose him.
If the Tang Monk could go back in time, he wouldn't have agreed to the fillet at all... even if left him with a few minus body parts when Wukong acted violent in the beginning. If he could, he'd also apologize to the Six Eared Macaque - he never wanted to hurt someone's spouse, that was the crux of his and Wukong's arguement in that chapter after all.
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KNB AU: Headcanon
A/N: Today, I will hereby publish my headcanon for which friendgroups would form and what kind of shennanigans would go down if there was an AU where everyone attended the same school (and I literally mean everyone from the Japanese schools). Ignore logistics.
-Kise and Takao would be close friends. Kise would happily oblige whenever Takao wishes to prank Midorima, and these two are the bane of Midorima's existence. -Momoi would be the Gretchen Weiner of the school. She knows everything on everyone which is why people are afraid to mess with her. Yet she's popular because she's such a sweetheart. She'd remain close with Aomine but I definitely feel like she'd develop a strong friendship with Reo Mibuchi too. -Kotaro and Izuki would be the school clowns, generally having fun around the school together and annoying people with their stupid jokes. Every once in a while, Teppei Kiyoshi joins them if he feels like the school could use a more light-hearted atmosphere. -Considering Momoi and Riko would be the coach and manager respectively, all the boys will have banded together to force annual cooking classes on them before those girls get everyone killed. -Mibuchi also recruits Sakurai to his friend group. They love making adorable dishes and sweets together. -Haizaki seldomly gets in trouble at school. Why? Because Hanamiya is on the Disciplinary Comittee and enjoys watching Haizaki's chaos unfold. Why should he get his hands dirty when Haizaki is already doing things for him? -They once held an eating competition between Nebuya and Murasakibara. -Because of his laziness, Aomine gets punished a lot by Riko. -Though Riko trusts Hyuga and Kasamatsu to keep Kise's antics in line. -Takao is a bit more of a smooth talker to get himself out of trouble compared to most of the other mischief makers. -Even after graduation, Kimura continous to supply Riko with fruit to throw at players. -Akashi's original personality actually holds very deep respect for Riko's skill to coach at such a young age and tries to become friends with her. -Himuro often joins Kagami and Kuroko during lunch time, and Kuroko often learns some interesting information about Kagami's childhood he uses for trolling purposes. -Aomine plays with Nigou very often and even gives him little gifts, which makes Kuroko wonder if Aomine is trying to steal his dog. -Midorima hates Nigou almost as much as Kagami does, it surprisingly ended in a few bonding moments. -There's nothing scarier then the day the team get split up in two for practise and Hanamiya and Akashi get to be the respective captains of each team. These two are playing basketball at extreme strategic levels that could make chess masterminds shake in their boots. Their practice competitions are scarier then anything Jabberwock could throw at them. -Wakamatsu developped an addiction to valerian pills, because of their calming nature. His team contains too many personalities that tick him off.
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Some idiots claiming YZYs abusive actions were justified because of the historical and cultural setting of MDZS... Because I used this very argument against one of their little friends and their claims WWX's revenge and JGYs are similar, and if WWX could be "excused" so could JGYs.
Firstly, there's a fine line between discipline and unnecessary cruelty. What YZY does crosses that line unequivocally. She does this not only physically, but mentally. She wears him down with lashing of both vicious tongue and cracking whip. Yes, discipline is very much part of that era, but singling out one child specifically and beating them for reasons that are far from punishable is abuse no matter what. Let's not forget WWXs back was covered in scares, both new and old. These are marks from a high-class spiritual weapon! This is not an official method used for disciplinary purposes.
And the major thing here is, it's not JUST the setting that shows us how the MDZS universe works, but MXTXs worldbuilding and the examples of what is expected culturally in her fiction. The Yi City arc shows us how revenge works in her universe - similar to the era. She also shows us what is acceptable punishment and how such things are carried out in the Cloud Recesses arc - again, somewhat similar to the era. These are shown to the reader so we understand the clear boundaries world and the rules MXTX has set in place in her fic.
It really is all there in black and white if you'd just actually read 🤣
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maxknightley · 3 months
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I do think part of why the whole "tma/tme" thing annoys me, and why I often find discussions of transphobia and transmisogyny frustrating in general, is that these conversations tend to apply a purely class-based lens to things like transphobia and homophobia.
but I think this is kind of putting a square peg in a round hole. that's not to say that no one benefits from the existence of transphobia, homophobia, etc., but rather to say that I think it's overly simplistic to suggest that they're primarily extractive relationships in the same way that sexism or racism revolve around offloading labor onto and/or extracting value from the oppressed class.
a large amount of the "purpose" served by homophobia and transphobia is that they are disciplinary tools. they exist to punish actions and ways of being that might undermine sexist and "traditionalist" power structures, imo.
none of which is to say that those class relations aren't a factor in homophobia, transphobia, transmisogyny, what-have-you; just that I think it's easy to overstate the extent to which they exist in and of themselves rather than as additional weapons of the patriarchy, and that this sometimes leads to conclusions which I find questionable.
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