I'm pretty sure I've already made a post about cannibalism in hallownest but it still fascinates me the difference between a person bug and a food bug. You could say sentience but a good amount of bugs that are simply scurrying around have thoughts (dreamnail) and once tumblrblazed by the Radiance every bug tends to have narrow and simple thoughts, something else I froth over
The Deepnest bugs (are implied to) eat people, or do they eat bugs, is it out of disrespect of their humanity, or the culture. There could be a natural foodchainare aspect but maybe PK influence disrupted the structure. Are nosks people? I'd love to know what's up with nosks
Bugs were capable of thought before PK (tribes and communities existed before him or WL took power and the Radiance mothtribe seems very advanced) so it could have been a way of life where "cannibalism" had no definition. Imagine the furious debates PK got up too about citizenship and laws, god I love that silly colonizer worm
129 notes
·
View notes
before i pass out for the night. since my brain is back on dan and phil as if its 2016 or something i need to put this out into the world. this isnt some sort of important life changing post, just a personal funny thing
so when i was 13 and fixating on dan and phil, i read a lot of fanfics. like, i guarantee that even after all these years that, if i had the statistics, that fandom was the one i read the most fanfics for and constantly. i couldnt tell you what nearly any of them were about, and i have a feeling that many of them are probably lost to time by now. i also dont know if i need to mention that yeah, a lot of them were shipping, and yes ive long grown out of that. (the dnp fandom is actually what made me grow out of that)
anyway all this to say that over the last 6 years after i stopped fixating on dan and phil, one fanfic stuck with me and i just. i think about it every once in a while. its been over half a decade. it wasnt a groundbreaking fic, i dont remember any quotes or specifics, just the premise as of at least the first few chapters. idk why it stuck with me
it was literally a fic about. if the world had gotten to a point where almost every child was born as like, a science baby instead of a natural baby, and phil was a science baby, but dan was a natural baby. and there was somehow this like, thing where the science babies would bully the natural babies for some reason idek, and this was a highschool setting and i think dan was a new kid in school. and what gets me about the fic is that dan was some small shy scared kid and phil was some mean jerk bully. and how wild that is compared to how they are in real life
this isnt me trying to find the fic or the person who wrote it or any of that, this is literally just. i remember this fic at least once every few months and i needed to get it out of my brain somewhere
3 notes
·
View notes
someone in the skip and loafer tag was live blogging their experience reading the manga, and noticed all the moments showing mika and Nao-chan's relationship, and they seemed very concerned the series is teasing some sort of romantic or sexual relationship between them (if you don't know anything abt the series, the characters are a 16 y/o girl who is friends with the protag and the protag's adult aunt), to which my thought was "Uh, what the fuck are you reading, NO, lol???" but it did remind me of how I recently read Insomniacs After School, and I started it very suspicious of the series when it's been nothing but wholesome so far.
It also reminded me of something that happens online when a piece of media gets popular, but someone does call out an aspect of it. for example, when spy x family's anime came out, there was a post going around criticizing the series, mentioning its light tone regarding fascism, the fact that there's a sis con character, and the author writing a child in a sexually provocative way to try and be a homewrecker to the main protag's family, and what bugged me back then was that there were people sharing the post abt it like "I know nothing about it, but I knew it was weird, I could tell." and I was like ??? Not that they have to read the work itself to see that it's bad, but if they knew nothing about it, all they could know was that the series just has a child as the 2nd protag w the father as the main character... that's not inherently strange or concerning (the bad thing is probably more the author's inability to create well-written female characters). my point is, are these all bad faith judgments from fandoms based on how "problematic" elements aren't a rare occurrence in anime/manga, or...
I just think about how when I read stl, there was literally nothing that made me even think it was suspicious, its just an elder sister-type relationship? So it also reminds me of when people online see familial relationships in media and interpret them as romantic/sexual... so that might be a media literacy thing? i dont really understand where the concern is coming from
7 notes
·
View notes
「 @silveringmistress 」 | continued from 「 X 」
Relief came in the form of a gentle embrace; from both his leading performer and the darkness she ushered in for him.
His eyes slip shut, plunging him further into the dark as his hands trace lines up Asaka's back. Ren knew her form fairly well by this point, having explored it many times in this very room. It was the one constant he'd nary grow bored of; this ritual of theirs to escape the noise, to escape the light. Learning to navigate the pitch black together, using one another as a guide. She truly was the pale blue moon in Ren's abyssally dark nights. She occupied his eyes, his hands, his mind. And granted him peace where there was usually only chaos.
Ren simply hums in response to her offer, moving to rest his chin atop her head and noticing fairly quickly the scent of the exotic perfumes he'd gifted her with from his recent outing. Interested, he lowers himself to her shoulder before closing in on her neck to take in the scent better from where he'd often see her apply it behind her ears. Hundreds of perfumes over several years and he still hasn't found one that best suited her... He leaves a sigh against her skin in unexplained disappointment.
Eventually, as he normally ends up doing, he then rests the weight of his head fully on her shoulder. Depending on her to keep him upright at that moment, as if all the strength it took to keep him active and present to supervise the circus' efforts had all but left his body the moment she closed the door.
❝ ...I want more than that. ❞ He says in a small, yet lowered voice. His hands move from their place at the back of her head where he had been carefully twisting the strands of her hair between his fingers to pull her closer to him, each hand reaching her opposite shoulder. ❝ This isn't enough anymore ❞
They had still been near the door when he decided this was a good place as any to rest. He, who usually burdens Asaka with his weight to carry in moments like this suddenly changes roles against script. If he had the strength at that moment, perhaps he would have carried her to her bed before resting alongside her until he was without bombardment from visions and unpleasant memories. All so that he wouldn't have to let go of her for a single moment.
But he did not.
He was utterly spent from his recent bout of Psyqualia atop his duties to the circus despite Asaka and Tetsu taking on a majority of responsibilities since Rekka joined their numbers. Rekka had come to them with knowledge that had piqued Ren's interest and it had been occupying a lot of his time. But he was still the Pale Moon Circus' Director, and Tetsu wasn't about to let him forget that. It was a pain honestly, it made him want to hide away in this room all the more.
His hold on her lowers to support her center of gravity, hoisting her up against him as he takes a step back to slide his back down against their bolted door. That left him sat on the floor, propped up against the door, holding Asaka there against his chest. And by how his body had relaxed between them both, it was clear he had no intentions on moving from that spot. Not until he had gotten a few winks of sleep there, at the very least.
❝ This is our last night here. Tomorrow... we move into the Theater. ❞
The Theater, as Ren dubbed it, was the Pale Moon Circus' new base of operations. Funded completely by the Sawatari family; it was a grand spectacle compared to the tent city the circus had previously operated from. It was practically a mobile fortress by comparison, able to bring about their shows across the lands and bring amazement to the masses and extend their efforts from border to border.
Of course, the Theater was a perfect place as any for the Director and his Ringmistress. He had made sure of it, ensuring the largest room on the highest floor was catered to him and the star of his show perfectly. Asaka had been far too busy leading the troupe in his stead to take part in the Theater's construction, so it was to be a complete surprise on her part. Ren opened his eyes, for just a moment, and in the darkness a glimmer passed over his sights.
An image of them; within the loge of the theater watching over their show. Strange... Normally Asaka was on the stage in his visions. A bright flash from the lower floor reaches their box, catching his eye, halting his breath. Golden flames blaze brilliantly for the first time in years, but before Ren can confirm the sight the vision ends abruptly, causing him to groan softly against Asaka's shoulder as the power recoiled on him. It was something for him to delve into tomorrow with the pink one's supervision, for now... he was too tired to do anything about it.
❝ But for tonight... Tonight I wish to remain like this. ❞
Despite his weakened demeanor when he was alone with her, his arms locked around her with the intent on keeping her there while his eyes accept the darkness once more. Unspoken words delivered through gestures like this was something Ren often did, but the language was often lost in translation. An embrace as if to say; don't leave me... Leaning against her as if to say; I need you... Light grazes of his lips against her skin, the running of his fingers through her hair, decorating her in gifts and even attending her shows when either Tetsu and Rekka had other things in mind for him to be doing. Words didn't come to Ren easily, if only he could show Asaka what he saw it'd be much easier to show her how much her asylum had meant to him.
Here, he didn't have to be perfect. Here he didn't have to reach expectations or assume any sort of responsibility. Here he didn't have to be hurt by the past. It was just him and Asaka. If he could he'd accept her offer to stay like this forever if he could. But... that wasn't an option. He still had things to do, and until he achieved them he truly couldn't rest. If it was for tonight though, just for one night...
❝ ...If only I had the power to snuff out the light of the sun. Then... ❞
Then tomorrow would never have to come. But alas, the Director's childish reasoning is lost to his descent into the land of dreams. It was difficult to fight against the darkness closing in on him with the comfort and warmth of Asaka in his arms, after all. And despite being more or less asleep at this point, his hold on her is reinforced as though he was trying to prevent himself from letting her go. Never again did he wish to wake up to her disappearance... He's lost both her and Kai before, he's not sure what he'd do if he lost them both at the same time. But Asaka was here now, she wouldn't leave him alone again... and soon enough things would be back to the way they used to be. Right?
-
4 notes
·
View notes
well someone clearly likes how I think about robopussy (with average girlrizz) you have any rants loaded?
-clears throat- I personally feel that robofucking goes hand in hand as the natural evolution of being attracted to things like armour and workwear. My main points being as follows:
Workwear: Thick fabrics/leather, buckles, buttons, you can feel the body through it
Next step: Armour
Armour: Metal, leather, soft skin underneath, contrast in texture and temperature makes it more erotic (sensory deprivation too if you're into that cause metal or what have you stops you from feeling someone's body/touch completely
Next step: Robots
Robots: Cold metal against soft warm skin, softer bits in between metal chunks/plates, weighty bodies, warm electronics, hard metal underneath soft fabrics
anyway you're 100% right on your take and I'll reblog it another 30 times if I feel the need. I both wish I was a bulky robot with exhaust fans and a screen for a face and would let a chunky android raw me until I couldn't see straight. Thank you for listening to me, I write android smut in my free time. Cheers. Always be postin' robots.
7 notes
·
View notes