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druid-for-hire · 4 months
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[images ID: three images of a comic titled "one must imagine sisyphus happy" by druid-for-hire. it is a visual narrative beginning with someone with wrist pain (depicted by bright orange nerves) working at a drafting table. the reader is shown the same wrist as the person uses it for many everyday tasks such as carrying a grocery basket, pushing elevator buttons, typing, and doing dishes, until the pain dissolves all the panels into chaos. the person then performs several physical therapy exercises until the pain subsides. they sit back down at a desk with their laptop, sigh, and begin typing. a small spark of pain reappears. end id]
a fun little piece i made during the semester and submitted into our school comic anthology! (which you can buy at the Static Fish table at MoCCAFest in NYC ;] ). it's about artists and injury
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woso-dreamzzz · 3 months
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Big Boss II
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: You're not just Not-Wolfsburg's Big Boss
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You're a very good Big Boss.
You know this because Coach Emma and your mothers tell you so.
Sometimes though, you wish you weren't the Big Boss of Chelsea.
Specifically, now.
You wiggle happily in your seat as you sit in a video review session. The team are playing Arsenal at the weekend and you swing your legs back and forth as some of your favourite players appear on the screen.
"That's Daan!" You tell Jessie and Niamh. "She's so cool!"
Niamh looks at you a little wounded. "Cooler than us?"
You give her a look. "Of course! 'Cause she's Arsenal."
"Maybe tone down the love, princesse," Momma laughs as she moves to sit in your seat, swinging you up into her lap," We're still Chelsea here."
You sigh. "Why? Morsa says that if I love something I should let people know."
"I think she meant someone's cooking or a game, not one of our rivals."
"But why?"
"Well..." Momma has to think for a second. "Because being a good Big Boss means that you have to take into account other people's feelings. Jessie and Niamh might feel sad if you keep talking about Arsenal."
You hadn't thought about that before so you slump in Momma's lap.
"Sorry," You murmur. You shouldn't lie but if it's to save someone's feelings you think it's okay like that time Morsa lied about how your cookies tasted even though you know that you put salt in one of them by accident.
You wiggle on Momma's lap excitedly though at the thought of seeing the Arsenal girls again. Leah and Katie are super cool and Jill's tall so you climb up onto her shoulders so you can be tall too. Beth and Daan are extra special though because every time you see them, they give you a juice box and a snack.
You kick your legs out a little as you wonder what snacks Daan will give you this time.
"That's Leah!" You say before turning around in Momma's lap to peek over her shoulder at Morsa," Is she better than you?"
Morsa chokes a little bit, thumping her chest as she coughs. "What?"
"Cause you and her play the same position," You explain like Morsa's slow," Is she better than you?"
"Princesse," Morsa says in shock," What makes you think she's better than me?"
You shrug. "Dunno. That's why I'm asking."
"Just because she's Arsenal doesn't mean she's better than me," Morsa says," I'm one of the best."
"Was just asking!" You defend, sticking your tongue out," Momma says that if I ever wonder about something it's better to ask!"
When game day rolls around, you're very excited.
You're excited for every match day but especially against Arsenal. You get up extra early and go downstairs to play with your toys while Morsa and Momma wake up. You thought about going to the Big Bed but you know that you would just fall asleep and you want to be awake for the game today.
"Seeing the Arsenal girls," You tell Morsa when she asks what's got you so hyper," They're my favourite!"
She groans like she always does when you proclaim your love for Arsenal.
Momma laughs before going serious. "I know the Arsenal girls are your friends, princesse," She says," But this is very serious, okay? You can't tell them anything about how we're going to be playing, okay?"
Your brow furrows. "Why?"
"Well, because then the match won't be any fun for anyone and we all play football because it's fun, don't we?"
You think about that for a moment. It makes sense. You love playing football. You can't imagine what it would be like for it not to be fun anymore. "Okay, I won't tell."
"You're a good secret keeper," Momma says," I have no doubts you'll do very well."
You puff out your chest in pride as the car comes to a stop and you all get out.
You don't really understand why you all have to check the pitch because it's the same every time but Momma and Morsa make you.
"Daan!" You cry out, immediately detaching yourself from Morsa to run over. You stumble a little bit before crashing into her arms.
"Hey there!" Daan laughs as she swings you around. You settle happily on her hip and she pulls a Freddo Frog out of her pocket that you munch happily on.
She walks you both over to a bigger group of Arsenal girls and you high five everyone.
"That's a nice shirt," Daan says, pulling it down from where it's ridden up," What does it mean?"
"Means I'm the Big Boss!" You boast, puffing out your chest," I'm the best Big Boss 'cause Momma and Morsa tells me so."
"Oh, wow," Daan says with the perfect amount of awe at your status," I wish we had a big boss."
You look around quickly and bite at your lip. Momma and Morsa made you promise not to blab about Not-Wolfsburg tactics to Arsenal but they said nothing about helping them.
"I can be your Big Boss!" You say," But you have to ask my Momma and Morsa 'cause I'm only little and they still make lots of my choices."
Daan laughs but brings you over to where Momma and Morsa are milling about on the other side of the pitch.
"Momma," You say because you know she's more likely to give you what you want," Can I be the Big Boss for Arsenal today?"
She seems to catch on to what you're doing because she shrugs. "I don't know. Why don't you ask your Morsa?"
"Morsa, please?"
"Trying to pinch my daughter, van de Donk?" Morsa says," That's low."
Daan shrugs. "I'll give her back?"
"See that you do." Morsa presses a kiss to your forehead before letting Daan take you away.
You make sure to be just as firm as you always are because Coach Emma always tells you that being firm is the best way to get a team to play good so, just because you love Arsenal, doesn't mean you go easy on them.
"Run! Run! Run!" You order," Hurry up! Stop being slow!"
You cross your arms over your chest firmly and stamp your foot on the ground.
"Faster!" You yell," Or my Morsa's gonna catch you and she's not going to let you win!"
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ossidae-passeridae · 4 months
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4. What’s the worst part of fanon? 😈
Question from here
That'd be the implicit racism thanks for asking!
A non snappy response, aka to explain what I mean by that:
A lot of fanon tropes implicitly reinforce a very white, America-centric POV, and in a universe like the GFFA which lies somewhere between heavily Asian-inspired and gloriously multicultural, that really rubs me the wrong way. (To clarify upfront: it is not racist or whatever to enjoy these tropes or to write them, but it worries me when people don't even seem to realise it)
An obvious, innocuous-seeming example is the tendency to use 'Ben' instead of Obi-Wan's actual name in AUs — especially when others' names (Anakin, Mace, Cody, etc) aren't changed as well. The biggest difference between those names and Obi-Wan's is that Obi-Wan's is obviously Asian inspired, and theirs aren't. It's not something I expect most people even think about! But it always leaves a sinking feeling in my chest.
(Obviously if, like in canon, Obi-Wan is using Ben as a pseudonym while in hiding that's a very different kettle of fish.)
A larger example is how incredibly common it is to cast the Jedi as space-Christians — some common examples being focus on tenets (the Jedi Code, which is a meditation mantra, not a rulebook), the pervasive Catholic Guilt which is very explicitly Christian in nature, the emphasis on worship as ritual rather than a state to work towards, the generalised "all organised religion must be Bad" sentiments that feel very specifically ex-Christian in nature.
Thinking about one's own religion and expressing thoughts through fiction/art isn't an issue in and of itself.
The thing is, the Jedi are explicitly based on Asian Buddhists. Not just in set dressing, but from the ground up, from their beliefs and the way they act, to their clothing to the structure of their temple — to strip that away is to remove what makes the Jedi the Jedi. It's to remove the Asian-ness and replace it with something predominantly white. It implies that Asian influence shouldn't or can't exist in the GFFA, or that there's something inferior or wrong about Buddhism that needs to be "fixed".
Again this isn't something where I think that fan authors are sitting there going "muhahaha I'm going to be RACIST today", I know that's not what's happening. But when so much Jedi-centric content being produced minimises the Asian influence and pushes a western one, it starts to say "there's something wrong with this group, we're trying to erase it because there shouldn't be representation at all" — an issue of scale, at its core.
(Then ofc there's all the "the Jedi steal babies" and "the Jedi ban emotions" and "the Jedi need to be destroyed" which, entirely separate from the above, if you replace 'Jedi' with 'Buddhists' I'm kind of starting to wonder why you hate Asian people/Asian religions, you know?)
I won't even get into the fanon surrounding the clones, because that'd require me to talk about KT far more than I'd like to on any day, but especially today 🤣
(All opinions expressed above are solely those of pass e. ridae and do not express the views or opinions of any affiliates or associates, passerine or otherwise)
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dykeinthedark · 5 months
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Somerton's misogyny and lesbophobia was fucking blatant and the fact his fans didn't care / notice until a man made a video on it is abhorrent. That IS a problem, people NEED to do better or else bigotry towards women will only continue to be accepted! Lesbians were calling this loser out for years and no one cared!
hey. as a lesbian who watched somerton's videos you have to understand that it wasn't "fucking blatant" and it was embedded between smart (stolen) points in the structure of the argument, and was given fake "evidence" to prove it --- something hbomberguy specifically shows with every example. i personally always noticed that it was weird and it was always a critical point when watching his videos (and also uh, side note but you shouldn't primarily go to cis white men for good takes about feminism and the lesbian experience anyways --- like, you should be watching a diverse intake of thought from underrepresented creators and understand that the cis/white/male perspective will always be limited because it's not universal)
to many, though, it for sure didn't register as a pattern of behavior until the instances were laid out. saying that audiences were "abhorrent" for "excusing" it just shows a complete lack of sympathy, because again: the pattern of behavior was the problem, and rhetorically each individual instance was relegated to enough plausible deniability where it slipped by most audiences who were probably watching the video in the background while they folded laundry or something. when bigotry is shrouded under the guise of fact, it takes on the affect of truth and abuses the viewer's trust in the creator. sure, media literacy is a huge problem, and i've written and researched so much into that, and yeah yeah audiences should "do better." the reality is though, putting the blame on the audience feels a little misogynistic in itself, bc you're just shifting the blame from the literal people who need to be blamed for practicing bigotry --- cis white men with a large platform.
the real thing u should be saying here is to call for a diversification of one's media intake, but no -- let's blame the audience for getting lied to, instead of uplifting female, queer, trans, poc, etc voices. the only way people "need" to do better, imo, is listening to those people instead and seeking multiple perspectives.
like y'all, let's retire this very new narrative that all james somerton fans were evil misogynists who willingly supported this and need to be destroyed. really most people who watched his content were younger queer people genuinely interested in queer media analysis, film theory, and queer history, probably excited that a long video essay was dedicated to their favorite show/movie/etc, and lets not pretend this wasn't disappointing for them as well. can everyone like chill out.
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discordiansamba · 3 months
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some more spitballing about that AU but in a new post since that one was getting kind of long:
From Coran, Allura figures out that it may be possible to get someone's memory of the previous reality to return by having them come in contact with a specific trigger. For Coran, it was his control panel on the Castle of Lions.
Which means... she just has to figure out what each paladin's trigger is. Clearly it is not their lions. Keith is proof enough of that. But maybe she can even use it to disrupt Honerva's brainwashing.
Speaking of Keith, it is... deeply weird to see him as an Altean. But also fortunate, because it seems he has a spark of alchemical talent! Which means they can move the Castle of Lions, as soon as they get it in order.
Keith and Romelle are just confused. Why do these two- what did they call themselves again? Humans? Know so much about this ancient Altean ship?
Allura only sort of lies. She tells them she has memories from a past life, as does Coran. Technically very true! She has lived nineteen years as a human. It does make her life as an Altean princess feel a bit like a 'past life'.
Keith's a little wary, but Kosmo seems to trust them, so he decides to trust them both.
local half-Galra turned local Altean born with a lingering sense of something being off, but unable to determine what. He grows up wary and naturally suspicious. except for Romelle. he trusts Romelle implicitly.
(ironically, it was this same wariness that prompted him to never be around whenever Honerva visited. he was under her nose the entire time, and she never knew)
Keith and Romelle out on their own in the universe. What will they do? (acquire a cosmic wolf, an ancient Altean superweapon, and stumble upon an ancient Altean castle. they're keeping themselves busy.)
Pidge is Olkari and Hunk is Balmeran. These are obvious. If we had confirmation that the merpeople could get legs, I would make Lance one of them, but we don't so I feel like he's Puigian? I think Shiro's just Galra again. He gets to be fuzzy this time.
Coran gets to speedrun the sense of strangeness that Allura has lived with all her life, of being one thing and then suddenly another. It's fun!
(Allura overhears Keith and Romelle whispering to each other about their 'weird ears'. oh. now she knows how Lance felt.)
Allura is going to have to somehow teach Keith at least the fundamentals of Altean alchemy without being able to do it herself. That... shouldn't be hard, right?
(it very much is)
Their luck runs out eventually, and Honerva becomes aware that the Castle of Lions is active again. And onboard is a human girl who resembles Princess Allura far too closely for her comfort...
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hearsayhorizons · 8 months
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Perihelion Freed
My apologies to the original poster to whom I'm going to respond--I didn't catch your name or reblog your post when it came across my dash because I didn't expect to keep coming back mentally to your stance on Perihelion, free will, and the University's potential blind spot between their ship and their... discrete... work, out in the borderlands. I don't even know if it was a recent post or something that someone I follow reblogged. If you find me, hi!
Another blogger posited that Perihelion doesn't have free will, that things are hard-coded out of its mental architecture, and that the Newtideland crew may be hypocritical for using basically an enslaved ship to free basically slaves.
I'm not sure whether this was "a take on the idea" or whether it was "this is canonical and fucked up," so I apologize if you (cool previous blogger) were just investigating the concept!
It stuck with me, though, the idea that Perihelion (as opposed to The Perihelion, the ship+mind=entity that is akin to body+mind=soul) may or may not have free will, and how there's a lot more to investigate in the interactions if it doesn't, and the crew is either oblivious or "one must imagine Perihelion happy," and in a state of grace, as I believe the blogger mentioned.
Sure, there's a lot of mileage in "even the best have their blindspots," and the edges where what Peri does with and for Murderbot might run against its programming, and whether it would adjust its programming or whether it even could contemplate doing so.
But from my recall of the text, I don't believe the coding and architecture for enslavement is present in Peri.
It makes the choice to let MB on board because it IS bored: it is capable of boredom; if someone were to design an entity with specific reactions and capabilities, both the Bad Designers and Good Designers would skip the capacity for boredom and tedium, wouldn't they? To do otherwise is either pointless or cruel.
I guess you could say that boredom is the other side of the curiosity that Peri needs to help its crew and students with class and scientific endeavors, but that gets into the weeds about what is and is not programmable or required for specific emotions; we can't guarantee that you need one to have the other.
Peri chooses to accept MB, rather than actually being enticed and/or ignorant like a regular bot pilot. It chooses to help MB customize itself, messes with its recycler logs, and forges its captain's signature at least once; I can't imagine even the most Star Trek utopian creator, if able to lock in specifics to the point that an AI has personality and goodwill but not free will, would leave in operating code that would permit that sort of gross overstep (not that it was morally wrong, but it's something no one ever contemplates ART is capable of because--it shouldn't be?)
It lies by omission when it doesn't relate what KIND of construct MB is even when it chooses to tell its crew. giving MB privacy and opportunity that an enslaved AI might not be able to do (and after it went to the effort to change its logs, which makes me think it's choosing also to tell port authorities one thing and then choosing again to verbally tell its favorite people other things). It has a "debris deflection system" which comes off to me as... "using the label as robotically an as possible as another lie of omission" BECAUSE its intentions are beyond the scope of what it "should" be capable of doing/thinking... if it was a supercharged but enslaved AI.
The tabletop game Eclipse Phase has "AGI" that have to grow and be developed like people in order to BE proper people (metapossibly to lighten some of the strangeness between PC and player, since if you grow up in a simulation, you've got more in common with your player...).
There's nothing I can recall in TMB to indicate this is the case--we know MB is Athena, formed fully-shaped from cloned tissue, parts, and pre-trauma, but MB has no idea what ART is or how it could be the way it is--MB considers at one point that it might be a construct, but the vibe I get from ART is way too... glassily alien, sometimes, for human tissue.
What if... Newtideland laid down the basic code and parameters of "this is a person," maybe yes, seeded in some "curiosity," or "willingness to figure things out," but maybe no more than any kid starts with parents' nature and nuture to shape their own trellises...
And then they presented the thing-that-would-be-Peri with options, maybe even classes, and it coasted through History of Economy because this is a utopia, damnit, and didn't find much to grab its attention in... Inventory Management, but then.
Then it slips into a small drone ship completely covered in "student driver" stickers and it spreads its stubby sensors out to encompass... everything. And it moves, and the more it moves the more there is to move through, and it feels this sense of rightness.
It comes back, and a kid, human classmate, asks it what's it like out there and through Peri's eyes, but you don't have eyes--. It explains, and the kid asks a question that young-will-be-Peri doesn't know how to answer. They look it up together, and over time and all and once (as you might find in a sim) it has synergized its own career, its own goal and passions.
I posit that Perihelion has free will, serves WITH its crew rather than for its crew, and that its happiness and pleasure in its position and life are genuine, as they can only be if it can choose otherwise. We can conjecture a world in which the designer could be so granular in programming that ART is capable of all it can do while also unable to do what is locked out, and ignorant of the painful irony of using enslaved labor to free enslaved labor (which, again, is valid as an interpretation! ) but I think it is... important, that there might be a kinder, more star-spangled world, if the University comes from a world in which even bots truly, actually have freedom that MB doesn't see even after getting Preservation Station.
The Perihelion MUST have free will because
"You are incorrect, Iris, I can bomb the colony."
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Ghost Story - Chapter 18
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Pairing: Rooster x Female OC
Word Count: 1883
Warnings: Swearing
Summary: No one will miss a ghost. It'd been a running joke for as long as anyone could remember, something Ghost herself started, and she always said it with a smile on her face or with mirth in her voice. The untouchable stealth pilot in every sense of the word, no one could've predicted the depth of her turmoil over recent events, nor the extremes she would go to in order to protect the man she loved, not even those closest to her. Now, all that was left of the young aviator for Maverick, Hangman, and Rooster were the memories of the past, which would slowly fade with time. She'd come into their lives and made an unforgettable impression, and then, like a ghost, she was gone... Then again, ghosts can't die a second time.
Notes: The chapters/large parts in italics are flashbacks.
Chapter Songs: Sabotage Anti-Hero
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Ghost
The two girls stared each other down, one livid and the other petrified. It was only a matter of time before Bryn found out about Ghost and Rooster, but Ghost had prayed the day never came. God or the universe ignored her wish. For a few seconds, neither said a word, and Ghost wondered where she could even begin to apologize, but she figured saying "I'm sorry" was as good a place to start as any, so that's what she said in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Sorry for what, exactly?" Bryn demanded, crossing her arms. "Sorry for lying to me? Sorry for sleeping with my boyfriend? You're going to have to be a little more specific."
"I'm sorry for both. I lied to you because I didn't want you to think I was another Britney because I'm not. When I slept with Rooster, we were both single, and we were always drunk and-"
Bryn stiffened. "It happened more than once?!"
Ghost shoved her hands in her pockets, hands clenched in fists and nails digging painfully into her palms. "Yes. The first time was not long after Hangman broke up with me. Rooster was there for me, I'd liked him before Hangman asked me out, and things spiraled one night after too much alcohol. The second time involved too much alcohol the night before I deployed. This was before I dated Hangman a second time and-"
"You realize I would've been okay with it had you told me? It's in the past, Ghost! I asked you if anything ever happened between you two because I suspected it, but when you told me no, I believed you because you never gave me a reason to believe you would lie to me. God, I'm such an idiot!"
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"You're not an idiot, Bryn, and if those were the only two times, I would've, but we slept together a few months ago... the night before your first date with him. We were drunk again, I didn't know he was going out with you, I just knew it was a friend-"
"And that makes it okay? It's girl code, Annalise! You don't go after guys your friends are dating! It doesn't matter whether you knew it was me or not. You knew it was a friend, yet you still fucked him! Why?!"
Because I love him. I always have. Ghost couldn't lie to Bryn again, but she also couldn't tell her the deep truth. Then again, what choice did she have?
"Answer me, damn it!" Bryn demanded, stepping closer to Ghost when the aviator failed to respond immediately.
"Because I was selfish, and I knew that nothing would ever happen between us again after he went on a date with you, so I went against everything my head and morals were telling me to do and slept with him. I knew I shouldn't have done it back then, and I know even more now. I should've told you, Bryn. I'm really, really sorry. Please know you have nothing to worry about with me and Rooster. I convinced myself it was okay then because he wasn't dating you the last time I slept with him, but he is dating you now, and I don't sleep or date my friend's boyfriends, current or otherwise."
Bryn scoffed. "As if your promises hold any meaning anymore."
"Why did you never ask Rooster? About if something happened between us, I mean?"
"Because I trusted your word more than his because you were my best friend, but now I realize you're not, and I'm starting to wonder if you ever were. Did you sleep with any other of my boyfriends?"
"No, of course not. I wouldn't do that-"
"But you would!"
"Bryn-"
"We're done. You and me. Me and Rooster. I'm done with both of you. I can't trust a word out of your mouth." Her fury suddenly evaporated; Bryn's shoulders sagged, and her expression saddened. "If I'd known you liked Rooster, I wouldn't have gone after him. I would've let you have him because it'd be nice to see you happy with a guy again. And I could've accepted all this if you had told me upfront when I asked you about two, even the most recent time you slept together, but no. You lied to me. For months, you've lied to me. That's what I can't forgive." 
Bryn brushed brusquely past her, purposefully crashing into Ghost's shoulder, knocking her slightly back. Ghost didn't move, staring after her friend with her heart breaking and guilt threatening to drown her. 
"Ghost, what's wrong?" Rooster's worried voice sounded behind her, and she whirled around. She jerked back from his outstretched arm; hurt flashed across his face. "Ghost, please-"
"I'm sorry. Bryn found out that we slept together, and she's livid. You have to go after her," she told him, swallowing the knot in her throat. If Rooster saw the unbreakable, unshakable Ghost cry, he wouldn't leave her, and she needed him to make amends with his girlfriend.
"What about y-"
"Forget about me, Rooster!" she snapped, pointing a shaking finger in the direction that Bryn had gone. "I'm not your girlfriend. Bryn is. She's the one you need to go comfort, not me."
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"I'll take care of her, Bradshaw," Hangman said, uncharacteristically devoid of his cocky smirk and attitude. "Go after your girlfriend."
Rooster hesitated, staring helplessly at Ghost. She could see the turmoil in his eyes, the reluctance to leave her. All Ghost wanted to do was run into his arms and let him hold and comfort her, but she wouldn't do that. She couldn't do that. Finally, after an agonizing wait, Rooster headed after Bryn.
"Do you want to go home?" Hangman asked gently.
"Yeah. I'll see you later," Ghost replied, offering him a small smile.
Hangman glanced out at the darkening storm clouds in the distance. "That storm's rolling in fast. I don't want you walking home in that."
"I'll be fine, Jake. I want to be alone right now, okay? Please?"
He offered her his truck keys. "Take Ruby."
"No, you need that to get home. I'll be okay walking. I'll beat the storm, I promise." Ghost stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you around. Love you."
"Love you too," he replied. She left him on the balcony of the Hard Deck and shuffled down the sidewalk with her head down to hide the tears blurring her vision from anyone passing by. Despite having seen this coming, despite having deserved the words Bryn hurled at her, Ghost still hurt from it, and the guilt over the entire situation increased by a hundredfold. She never should've slept with Rooster that last time. Bryn was right about that. Ghost knew he was going on a date with a friend, and she slept with him regardless of the fact, all because of her own selfishness. What kind of friend was she? Here Ghost claimed she wasn't Britney but was she much better than her?
No, I'm not. Britney never tried to hide her deceit. I did. God, what have I done? I've managed to destroy two friendships in the span of a week, a relationship between the friends I've fucked up with, and I've made things awkward with Jake because now he knows I slept with Rooster... what else am I going to ruin?
A motorcycle pulled up just ahead of her, and she recognized the Kawasaki logo on the back. Blinking back her tears, Ghost looked up at Maverick. "Let me guess: Hangman send you?"
"And Rooster. You wouldn't listen to them when they said they didn't want you walking alone, so they thought you might listen to me. I agree with them that you shouldn't be walking alone, especially with that storm coming," Maverick said in such a fatherly tone that made Ghost ache for her own. He held out his hand for her. "Come on. Let me get you home safely. Put an old man's mind at ease."
Ghost couldn't say no to him and got on the bike, although she did say, "You're far from old, sir."
He smiled at the compliment and then set off for her apartment. Ghost, grateful for the ride, clung onto him as he shot off down the road. The wind dried her tears temporarily, allowing her to see that Hangman and Maverick had been right. It looked like a hell of a storm rolling in, and she wouldn't have made it home in time if she'd walked all the way. 
Maverick pulled up to her apartment and helped her off the bike. With a small smile, he said, "Thanks for putting an old man's mind at ease."
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Shoving her hands in her pocket, Ghost responded, "Thank you for the ride, sir. Sorry for causing drama today."
Maverick shook his head. "You don't need to apologize. You didn't do it on purpose. Do you want to talk about it?"
Ghost sniffed and shook her head. "Not really. It is what it is, and talking about it won't solve anything. My problems are my own, and I'm not going to drag anyone else into my drama. I dug this grave myself. Now I have to lie in it."
"You don't have to face it alone, Ghost."
"But I do. This is all my fault, Mav."
"Rarely is a problem ever fully one-sided."
"I know, but this time, it is. At least with Bryn. I have no clue how to salvage it or if it's even possible."
"You'll figure it out, Ghost. I believe in you. You going to be okay by yourself?" Maverick asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm going to go sleep away my problems for a bit and face the world when it's time to fly again. Thanks again for the ride, Mav. I'll see you around."
"If you need anything, don't hesitate to reach out. I mean that." Maverick patted her arm gently, then bid her goodbye. He watched her until she entered her building before tearing down the street to beat the storm. The moment Ghost stepped foot into her apartment, she curled up on the couch under a cozy blanket and turned on her TV, although she failed to actually pay attention to it. Rather, her mind replayed the argument with Bryn over and over again, replayed the betrayal, the anger, the sadness. 
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By trying to protect herself from judgment and maybe some awkwardness between her and Bryn, Ghost hurt her closest friend instead. She thought it was the best course of action because what happened between her and Rooster would never happen again, whether Bryn believed her or not, but Ghost had been horribly wrong. Just like she'd been wrong in telling Rooster about her feelings. Even though he reciprocated them, they could hardly stand to be around each other without some tension, even with others around. As much as Ghost wanted to reconcile with him, she feared another argument would form instead because that seemed to be all she was good at doing with her close friends right now. First Rooster, then Bryn, and even a slight one with Hangman.
It's best I stay away from them. That way, I can't fuck anything else up or anyone else over. Another, even more, depressing thought spoke quietly yet persuasively in her mind. Besides, no one will miss a ghost...
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anaid-queen · 5 months
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My Man Is a Mean Man (Loustat playlist thoughts)
ok but how, genuinely HOW is there no Loustat fanvid set to My Man Is a Mean Man yet.
it's literally so perfect
i mean
"I swear to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth." <- opening line already perfect for the 2022 (or beyond) setting, no notes
"Loving him ain't easy, he's bad bad news, yeah." (need i really say more)
"Mama said 'Use your head, you don't need him. Look at all the shit he put you through.' Papa curses, 'Babygirl if you don't leave him, there's nothing I can do for you, there's nothing I can do.'" sure you'd have to swap the family members around a bit, but come on. don't tell me it wouldn't work.
"He's a mean man, but he's my man. My man alone." [followed by variations thereof] <- self-explanatory
"He likes to mess around. He's always in the mess." you can't tell me there aren't a million clips for this
"He likes to have a drink or two before he gets down to rest, yeah." he sure does... (again, clipfinding shouldn't be hard)
"Knock knock, 6 o'clock in the morning, 'Baby I've been missing you.'" <;- we're all thinking the same scene. (and the best thing is - it probably was smth like 6AM, even though for quite different reasons :'D)
"He comes and goes without a warning, doing what he do." now this could be utilized in two different ways - either Lestat's mystique early in their relationship, or his solo hunting later. (or, of course, Antoinette, but personally I wouldn't bring her up more than necessary)
[refrain repeated]
"He lies and he cheats, he loves and he leaves, but that's just the way it goes." aaand we're at the necessary bit :'D he can lie to and cheat other humans, but at least one brief shot with Antoinette just belongs here
"But I do what I can, and I stand by my man. I think he loves me. I think he knows..." &lt;;- so much joy derived from these lines alone. every instance of Louis defending Lestat! of defying society with him!! and of course, the love... always the love. and i think he knows (i love him to). gonna WEEP
[refrain repeated, but with overlayed chorus] "He's a mean man, but he's my man. My man alone. (And he knows that.)" this is said in such a sensual, self-assured manner, i will never get over it ever. literally just,,, smug.png . give me smugly self-assured Louis utterly sure in his relationship (and the knowledge he's got Lestat wrapped around his damn pinkie) declaring that Lestat is his, and he knows it. like he's in charge. (which, lbr, he totally is. he just needs to realize it. and he could!!)
and that's the bliss this song is about <3
it's like, take the (MUCH) more affectionate memories/retelling Louis presents of their relationship in 2022, and dial that UP.
yes Lestat is terrible. yes he fucking loves him. "these aren't red flags these are fun little facts about him" energy. but like, not in a naive way, in a "he's like a cat that needs to be domesticated but i like him better feral" way.
something something alternate universe in which they'd communicated just a bit better, in which Louis had embraced vampirism a bit sooner, in which they had never grown apart, just stronger together. (or a happy future setting in which they're reconciled for good, and Louis is telling their story one more time, of course, absolutely love those too make no mistake.)
what i'm saying is the song works super well for them, them minus the the toxic downward spiral specifically.
like, if no one makes a vid set to this song for them, this of all things might just be the final push for me to restart my extremely brief fanvid-making career. it just must be made.
explanation for why literally every lyric works below the cut:
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mariproducer · 2 years
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Miraculous Ladybug really has a major problem of giving the illusion that things are progressing. Like they'll do things to make it seem like the show status quo is changing only for in the long run, not a lot of things change.
The heroes get power ups? Barely uses them.
A bunch of Miraculous Heroes are choosen? The show doesn't even bother exploring these new heroes having to struggle balancing a double life like Adrien and Marinette nor do we see them form bonds with their kwamis (seriously, having the heroes be temporary is frankly dumb since you think you would want as many heroes as possible given how many Akuma attacks there are).
Alya learns that Marinette is Ladybug? it changes thing slightly but not enough to have a lasting impact (and makes moments such as Alya falling for Lila lies at the end of season 4 even more fustrating).
Adrien learns that Nino, his best friend is Carapace? Nothing is done with that.
And that's not even getting started on the snail pace progression of the love square.
Very long ask so I'll be hiding my reply under the cut so this isn't too much to scroll by
Yeah, most development in mlb is either walked back on, forgotten, or purposefully ignored. And it's not like this is some sort of intentional in-universe reason to show character regression. It's moreso the show trying to force specific narratives, even if it doesn't line up with where the characters should be, knowledge and development-wise.
For example, an episode like Animaestro, with its plot of Marinette teaming up with Chloe to sabotage Kagami, shouldn't have occurred after an episode like Frozer, where Marinette decides to put aside her feelings to help Adrien on his date with Kagami. Or another example where specific characters are left out of plotlines because the knowledge they hold could break their desired narrative into pieces (absence of Alya and Su-han in Kuro Neko, absence of Viperion in Strike Back).
Miraculous Ladybug is... well pardon the pun... miraculously amazing at acting like things are changing, that there's drama, that there's stakes. But you look at the show in its entirety and all its really been doing is going around the same circle. The LS still can't move past shallow affection, no progress has been made towards finding the villain (despite the fact that they HAVE information that could easily lead them to the villains identity) and he's only become more powerful, any other character that isn't the main duo or HM eventually find themselves getting screwed over writing-wise for the Love Square. (Though the main duo and HM are screwed over in that department too, it's just more painful with the rest of the cast)
If the cast of this show was ALLOWED to change and grow, to not be puppeteered into specific instances that don't line up what we previously have seen of them, then yes I'd believe there is development in this show. But there's none; you're right in calling it an illusion, because any possible development, even the SMIDGES of it, are eventually erased, as though it was imaginary to begin with. And somehow people eat that up, probably because this show just gives you nothing that you'll take the scraps. That's just sad 😮‍💨
As an aside: I always HATED the temporary hero rule. For me, it was one of the greatest upholders of this status quo yo bs mlb is stuck in. Because, since they're not permanent, they can only exist for a fleeting moment, and then continue on not affecting the plot. I get it I get that this show is gonna be Ladybug and Chat Noir, but maybe don't introduce the idea of other heroes if you wanna be oh so focused on your main two heroes. Then again, I personally wish there was a third permanent hero (the Alya stuff in s4 was poorly executed it could've been neater in an earlier season, not after s3 where she devolved to only shill for the LS) because it would've been a neat way to shake up the status quo in the long run and not be walked back on.
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How about 10, 13, 18, and 22?
10. worst part of fanon like i said in response to 23: i think making herbert sympathetic by making the epf and psa the "bad guys" just makes him boring, and also doesn't even make sense. even if herbert was right to like, freeze the epf during blackout, how exactly is he justified in making civilians who never bothered him freeze? or making puffles sick from the cold, judging by the puffle vet station at the dock? or trying to enforce harsh laws that take their hobbies away because he doesn't like them (being a ninja, dj, etc)? it'd be one thing if you actually made the epf and psa act more malicious towards him than in canon, because at least fighting back against them would be more self defense, but even then it would still in fact, be unjustified for him to do things that target completely innocent bystanders like anyone outside the epf/psa or puffles and shouldn't be glossed over unless it's to spark a redemption arc about him realizing he was wrong to bother penguins for annoying him when the average penguin never even knew he existed
13. worst blorboficiation
herbert but specifically when people conflate fanon with canon, and take him being unreliable as 100% facts. i am saying this as a herbert fan once again but please for the love of god reread his wiki page and keep in mind he is a VERY unreliable narrator before you go "HE WAS CANONICALLY BORN IN A SOAKING WET CARDBOARD BOX ALL ALONE AND THE PSA TOOK TURNS KICKING HIM WHEN HE ARRIVED TO CLUB PENGUIN". like i don't think he lied about living in the arctic circle formerly, but anything past that should be scrutinized! i am SO sorry for dragging our sopping wet bear like a rug (haw haw bear rug) but he is literally the only example i can think of.
i guess if i wrack my mind really hard i can also point out that...a LOT of cppses either miss the mark or straight up feel like they're writing brand new characters instead of the mascots they're larping as. like i'm sorry but it's true! maybe it's because of my special connection with club penguin as a adhd warrior but it's not even like, me being picky with say an aunt arctic on any given cpps going "i dont care for tea much" when thats inaccurate, i mean stuff thats too divergent entirely. granted i can say that i feel like cp3d was EXCELLENT with their mascots and cpr tended to be fairly accurate (asides from rory, but rory is never fully accurate from my experiences) so it's not like, universal with cpps' writing? either way it was common enough to literally be the reason scrabble exists because i saw it enough times to go "man wouldn't it be hysterical if there was a character impersonating mascots but they were wildly out of character and nobody noticed? god that would be a funny antagonist" soooo. there's that?
18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...
the pick your path books! they're fun, and other than star reporter (last i checked) it's not hard to find pdfs of them to read on the internet archive or otherwise.
other media includes the tv specials (seriously i don't get why those are so unpopular. they're the closest we'll ever get to a club penguin movie!) and technically the magazines? like yeah they're archived now but it's crazy to me it took until 2023 for a complete archive to be made, and like not trying to downplay the first archival effort because i'm glad people were trying before now but like...that was specifically for the comics to be preserved, rather than the entire magazines. idk it's just bittersweet to me if that makes sense? ultimately it's good that it's archived now, but i wish the whole magazine collections were archived way sooner, especially since the english copies were limited to the uk (which surprises me to no end still- you'd think if nothing else, canada would get english issues too since thats the games birthplace!)
22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores
seeing as box dimensioner ocs and hcs are becoming a bit more common, i cant say it's completely ignored- but still, box dimension stuff is always fun to see! i do wish frost bites had more attention though, they're really brimming with potential and since we don't know much about them at all you can basically create your own canon for them! i think seeing frost bites, let alone frost bite ocs is even more uncommon than box dimension stuff. also like, non penguin ocs in general are cool! whether they're friendly or a villain i would love to see more of them!
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So one thing that been bugging me... every single Elizabeth before had silver hair with only one notable exception, one that in the end shouldn't have been any different from any other Elizabeth. Liz. Why? Why does she have pink hair when the curse specifically states she'll be reborn over and over again with the same name and same powers? We know every other Elizabeth shared the same face and very similar hair... so why is Liz, the one that actually broke Meliodas upon her death, a reddish punk color!? My theory is that she died it, trying to make it a less noticeable or at least more common red haired coloration than her silverette due to the fact that she had been confirmed to be a slave before Meliodas found her.
Think about it, a pretty slave girl with an unusual hair color!? That'd be a really bad thing for Lis, but if red heads are more common where she lived and she was allowed a small allowance... why not change her hair color so she didn't stick out so much? Idk I just couldn't vibe with 106 silverettes and one singular redhead and have the red haired one natural
I've actually thought about it too somewhat recently. Why did one Liz have a different hair color than the rest of them? When it was shown that every other Elizabeth had silver hair.
I like the idea that she dyed it instead of it being natural. I think in medieval times if someone had red hair it was considered witchcraft or something to do with promiscuity.
So maybe she dyed it for fun but ended up as a slave or something because people thought it was witchcraft because she had red hair?
I looked over the scene and they all seemed to have the same hair length/style. Save for the first reincarnation.
Yet another thing that doesnt make any sense in the NNT universe...
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I think we would value your input here: proteusspade tumblr com post 681831936058081280 hey-so-i-still-see-people-utterly-baffled-by-how
I don't really wanna touch that post with a ten foot pole but some of the accusations that are subtly (and not so subtly) being made are wrong. For example the idea that Christians don't love peace and charity, think that such things are wrong when nonbelievers do them, etc. Specifically though, any unity that the antichrist, as a person, entity or collective, would bring is not true unity but false unity under a lie. Unity IS good but forced unity under lies is bad. Duh.
Again, the idea that Christians like or want to start wars, or oppose peace measures because this achievement is typically attributed to the Antichrist...
The Antichrist is described as the head of a one-world government. Not a bringer of peace as such. I think the idea that anyone who brings a viable peace to the Middle East is the antichrist is very tenuous in terms of Biblical support. We certainly shouldn't wish/hope for wars to continue due to this.
I do have a WAY different worldview from OP in terms of just... my politics take a more pessimistic view of human nature than ALL these progressives, so of COURSE they have a positive outlook on the idea of a one-world government, it doesn't sound horrendously dystopic to them. Moreover, they'd easily fall in line with anything that a one-world government wanted them to do or believe, so they legitimately feel like they have nothing to fear from it. Christians historically have had plenty to worry about from inflexible despotic regimes. The Antichrist stuff is not the driver for my negativity on progressivism, just... something I glance at occasionally.
You can't just make nice promises about peace and plenty and stuff, like a sleazy politician, you actually have to show how the nitty gritty bits add up in order to get me on board. The Antichrist would be someone who talks big, but his plans don't deliver real utopia because of course they don't.
So to some of this, I feel like the chad YES. On the other hand, no. It's not peace, unity itself we worry about it's LIES and TYRANNY disguised under the FLAG of peace, for which there is plenty of historical precedent. You'd have to be quite naive, even as a secularist, not to see this as a possibility.
Therefore to be like "Christians are in a death cult, they're working against world peace" is a pretty ass backwards way of describing how we see the world. Don't get me wrong I think a lot of the Apocalypse People go way too far with their negativity "It's only going to get worse!" etc. but neither is it going to Get Better to the point where things evolve into a secular enlightened moral utopia, because sin exists and Jesus is the only cure for that. People are gonna keep sinning. Utopia and universal happiness can't happen while people keep sinning.
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gallifrey or benny for 001
i choose gallifrey since i've listened to all of that and only smatterings of benny :)
001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:
Favorite character: k9, closely followed by leela
Least Favorite character: darkel
5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): leela/romana (romantic), leelabrax (platonic), leela/narvin (r/p), leela/veega (r), romana/brax (??)
Character I find most attractive: leela (specifically interrogator general!leela she is v sexy)
Character I would marry: laughs in aro
Character I would be best friends with: either k9 or leela. probably k9 bc leela would probably think i am a bit strange but k9 would just vibe with me slfkjkf
a random thought: the actors obviously speak in english, but i wonder what the canon reason for that is. are they all speaking gallifreyan and leela and the aliens who learn at the academy just fluent in it? or do the tardis translation circuits extend all the way up through the capitol or panoptican or whatever you call it? if it's the latter, how do time lords learn other languages? are languages even taught at the academy? i have so many questions!!!
An unpopular opinion: not sure how unpopular it is, but i think the gallifrey: time war stuff shouldn't have been branded as only gallifrey. this is is a complicated opinion so here me out. what i think the gallifrey: time war stuff (particularly boxset 2 and 3) should have been branded as is more allong the lines of gallifrey time war: romana, gallifrey time war: narvin, gallifrey time war: leela, etc. and given each a boxset each of them to explore their individual reactions to the time war, which would have given more allowance for plot things without taking away from the dynamics which is ultimately what disappointed so many of us i think. and then time war 4 should have been those plots converging and sort of zooming out on the close focus of those characters to see the core team and how their stories and individual characters fit so well with each other. idk if all that would even be doable or if it's more of a fanfic writer task, but i do think it would have been so much more emotionally satisfying than what we got.
(but also if it is a fanfic writer ask, any fanfic writers are more than welcome to steal the idea and write a beautiful multichap ksldfjsf)
My Canon OTP: leela/veega. they were So Good
My Non-canon OTP: leela/romana. screams.
Most Badass Character: again, leela. can you see a pattern here? :p
Most Epic Villain: torn between pandora and interrogator general leela, so i am going to choose both
Pairing I am not a fan of: romantic romana/narvin. i mean. it's okay, but out of all the romantic pairings you can make, that's definitely my last/least favourite option. i think the devotion narvin has toward romana remaining platonic and/or undefined makes it mean that much more meaningful u know?
Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): ik the common answer is probably brax, and they're right, but you know what? i'm going to go with leela again. particularly time 4 war leela because they DIDN'T DO HER GOOD!! they didn't give us any indication that her heart broke over the death of one of her only friends beyond a quiet "oh", AND THEN THEY DIDN'T EVEN HAVE HER ATTEMPT TO FIGHT BACK WHEN RASSILON SHOVED ROMANA INTO THE POCKET UNIVERSE JUST MINUTES AFTER SHE'S LOST NARVIN???? LIES, LIES, AND MORE LIES. i didn't expect her to break down wailing there in the tardis, obviously, but this is leela we're talking about, she's not just going to be like "lol ok guess i'll not be sad and just let my other best friend be taken away from me too". she's at least going to give some indication that she'll cry later, and then she would at least try to stop romana from being taken away, or, at the very least argue with romana when romana told her not to do anything. she would be angry and hurt and the fact that we didn't get that-
i'll be fine. i just need to go do some breathing exercises sldkfjsf
Favourite Friendship: LEELABRAX
Character I most identify with: take a wild guess :p
(in case you can't guess, it's leela)
Character I wish I could be: none, honestly. being one of the characters would mean being put through hell by the writers and i choose no <3
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Piggybacking off of this - even before having genderfeels, I was always a little uncomfortable with womanhood because, well... so much of white womanhood, the "shared experiences" we were all supposed to bond over, revolved around fear. Specifically, fear of men.
Of men in general, yes, but especially of scary, "different" men. Men with dark skin, men with accents, men of "foreign" religions. Poor or homeless men. Dirty men. Smelly men. Mentally ill men, or men on drugs. Strangers in parking lots. Everyone walks to their car with their keys poking out through their fist, they'd say. (I never did.) Everyone feels uncomfortable when the only two people in an elevator are you and a strange man, they'd tell us. (I never was.) Was I just bad at being a woman?
In 41 years of life, I have felt genuinely unsafe because of a man a grand total of 5 times. First of all, that's a pretty good ratio of threats to years on this earth. Second of all, it's not that much higher than the times I've felt unsafe because of a woman, so, just throwing that out there.
Of those 5? All were white. 2 were frat boys at a fairly prestigious college. (One, in retrospect, meant no real harm; he was just so high he had no clue what was even going on, bless his heart. The other, however, was a drunk asshole looking to impress his drunk buddies by humiliating a random "girl" for lolz.) One was a clean-cut young military boy. One was a sad-eyed, non-threatening member of my social group, at an event that required at least a couple hundred dollars of disposable income to attend. The last was a bright-eyed and eager Christian lad who didn't understand that not taking no for an answer is just as creepy when it comes to proselytizing as when it comes to sex.
My point is, none of them were "scary, strange" men. They were clean-cut and attractive. Most of them were, if not well-off, at least comfortably solvent. Yet they were the ones who pushed my boundaries, invaded my personal space, touched me without permission, lied to and manipulated me, and didn't take no for an answer.
And this isn't to say "well, that proves you can't trust ANY man." No! Because again, those 5 guys are a drop in the bucket compared to the MANY, MANY wonderful, respectful, trustworthy guys I've known in my time, but also and more to the point, I've had plenty of opportunities to be around "scary, strange men." I've walked home alone through the "bad part of town" and met the other people out on those streets at night, I've been stranded and dependent on the kindness of strangers, I've talked to homeless guys and I've been approached in parking lots by guys so strung out on who knows what drugs* that they could barely form a coherent sentence, and I've tried to calm down mentally ill* guys having a meltdown in public, and you know what? None of those guys ever gave me a hard time or seemed interested in hurting me or being inappropriate towards me.
(*I am only guessing what was going on with those dudes; I am not a doctor and there's several possible explanations for their behavior!)
And I'm not saying my experiences are universal, gods no. I'm just saying that you can't predict who might try to harm you, and that thinking that any given man, and especially a marginalized man, is somehow more of a risk than anyone else is... kinda dumb. Because the things (white) women tend to be taught to look out for don't actually map onto where threats are likely to come from.
And maybe I'm also saying that MOST people on this earth, of any gender or race or socioeconomic status or anything else, are more likely to help a stranger than harm them. And that it's unhealthy and unproductive to live your life in fear of half of the population, and to teach other women that it's normal to do so. That it's bad for you and also bad for the people you're fearing. And maybe I'm saying that solidarity and sisterhood shouldn't revolve around "here are the people we all hate and fear," ESPECIALLY when a good chunk of those people are marginalized and vulnerable.
And maybe this isn't even my lane anymore, as I don't consider myself a woman. But I was raised a girl and socialized as a woman, and I grew up being taught (not by my parents but by society as a whole) to fear men, and especially certain types of men, and so yeah, I do think I'm allowed to point out that that was bullshit and that we shouldn't be teaching girls that.
(And maybe, just maybe, I'm seeing this resurgence of radical feminism and its whole shtick of "all men are the enemy! masculinity is evil and penises are poison!" and my stomach is just. Churning.)
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What do you want? pt. 2
This is such a powerful question. My friend -- let's call him Mr. T -- used to talk about it.
When you feel that doubt, or malaise, or that inner “zombie” creeping up on you ; when you feel like falling back into old patterns ; when you feel like you are wasting time or “shouldn't be doing this” ; you should trigger yourself to remember this question: “What do you want?”
You heart will answer this question. And shortly there after you will look upon your Wave -- your life -- and you will know exactly how to get it. That's Authenticity ; that's you going “ping!” and the universe handing you a map.
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Any pings after the first are bullshit.
Here's where we all fuck up.
Nonsense wanders in and says: “Hey, you don't need that map. Let me tell you how to get everything you want.”
Whatever layers of Nonsense you have within you will attempt to talk you out of it. The more you identify with your Nonsense or trust it (perhaps you have externalized some of it in the Other, family, friends, organizations, or perhaps “yesterday”), the more you believe your own bullshit.
Positive, negative, neutral ... Nonsense will go to town to convince you that you can't have what you want. Your job isn't to decide what your heart wants. Your heart is the apex, the center, the crest -- it is the precise intersection point between “everything you are.”
Your heart is the ultimate "fact of you."
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Nonsense will attempt to convince you that you need to compromise, or be realistic. Maybe, even, there are aspects of truth to that. Nonsense loves to sprinkle truth into its lies.
Nonsense will weave whatever convincing tale you need, because YOU are letting Nonsense borrow your consciousness. And what is “your consciousness”?
That's right. You've left the door wide open to your imagination room, you dope.
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And what are you? You are an aspect of God -- perhaps God itself. It doesn't matter. We don't need to know. It's irrelevant.
Through you, Nonsense becomes the master storyteller, because YOU are the master storyteller. But the story isn't woven all at once. It is eternal -- ongoing -- right now.
Here's another secret too: Nonsense KNOWS you know that you know that you know that it knows ... you know.
Nonsense will trick you into thinking that, well ... I'm the big bad storyteller, so whatever I say goes ; I can achieve my heart's desires whilst totally ignoring all these other choices I made. Except all those other choices are the VERY FABRIC OF REALITY.
Inevitably, your mistake here will be thinking that the world, or other people aren't “you” -- or aren't the perfect representation of you. Nonsense's ultimate goal (or result) is to put you in the victim mindset. This creates entropy, or non-experience (yep -- it creates "more of itself" because what it is a kind of error or chaos ; it needs no personification.)
Your opinions, judgments, evaluations ; the relationships ; the patterns of how you react ; whatever. Again, the difference is irrelevant. (Nonsense wants you to get caught into this trap of specifics.)
It is critical to understand that you are exactly where you have chosen to be. Whether you literally spawn the rest of the world out of nothing, or all the world(s) exist somewhere out there and you just “move there”, it doesn't matter.
The thread that connects all of it together over and over and over is your free will. You are the ultimate creator or the ultimate traveler ; perhaps both ; who cares!
If your world doesn't resemble the world your heart desires, then Nonsense is still there, whispering in your ear. Then you know the work isn't done, so you ask again: "What do you want?"
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twistyprefect · 2 years
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Hii, i saw that you're doing alot of requests so i was a bit hesitant to do a request since you seem so busy, just ignore this request if you're too busy^^
Jamil with a male reader who's Kalim's younger brother? The reader is the opposite of Kalim(shy, introverted stuff like that, and they're also a crybaby) Jamil also takes care of reader a lot of times, and since there are sometimes where reader cries a lot Jamil has to comfort him.
Reader likes Jamil a lot, and doesn't know how to confess, so he asks Kalim for advice. Once he confessed, Jamil rejected him not cause he didn't like him(he also likes him) , but cause he's royalty and Jamil's not. Things got akward between them, and reader started to avoid Jamil. Kalim tried to lighten things up. Jamil ended up accepting the confession. You can ignore this part and just do the first part if it's too much. I don't want to stress you out:)
I enjoy reading your writings a lot, and they Bring me comfort. Hope you enjoy your day/night<3
{ahhh i'm so sorry this took so long to get to anon!! i adore this request, it's a really well-worded request and v detailed!! ty for much for sending it in, i love some Gay Ansgt 💞 also if someone catches a ~very specific~ reference i made i will be very impressed lmao}
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Jamil and Kalim's Younger Brother
Jamil never understood why the universe seemed to enjoy his eternal suffering
first he'd be born into a servant family, his fate being decided before he was even able to walk
next he'd been saddled with the task of keeping Kalim, the older prince, company and making sure he didn't do anything TOO dumb
most recently, he'd found his thoughts lingering on Kalim's younger brother, a shy prince who often found himself crying
Jamil sighed as he held onto the crying prince, who's most recent outburst of waterworks had been to a mouse being killed by the palace cat
the prince sniffled and thanked Jamil for listening to him, resting his cheek against the servant's neck
Jamil swallowed hard and tried to calm his breathing; no matter how often it happened, he still wasn't used to the younger prince so casually touching him
"Jamil...you're always there for me and you work so hard...I really like you." the prince said shyly, slowly pulling back to look up at Jamil
once again, the world was reminding Jamil of just how unlucky he was; it didn't matter if the prince really loved him, they could never be together
he sighed and stood, ruffling the prince's hair before moving to the doorway, glancing back before responding
"I'm sorry, prince. There are some wishes I cannot grant."
he head the prince sniffling as he exited the room, forcing himself to continue to step further away from him
Kalim confronted him soon after, furiously asking why his brother was crying in his room
Jamil explained what had happened, confused as to why Kalim seemed to become even angrier
the older prince demanded Jamil to fix things, to apologize or at least take responsibility for making him so sad
"I won't ask you to love him if you don't, Jamil. But you really hurt him, you know?" "That's the problem, I do love him but...he's him and I'm me."
Kalim sighed and shook his head, placing a hand on Jamil's shoulder
"There's no one better for him." he said simply before leaving Jamil to his thoughts
eventually he tried to face the younger prince, only for him to scutter off nervously
it'd been a week and his heart was aching furiously; the prince had been avoiding him entirely, refusing to meet his eyes or be in the same room as him
finally he decided enough was enough; he waited in the younger prince's room, having asked Kalim to help him
when the doors closed behind the prince, Jamil immediately strode over to the nervous figure
"I'm sorry. I love you, I shouldn't have lied to you, I shouldn't have just run, I-"
Jamil was interrupted by the prince hugging him tightly, burring his face into the servant's chest
the two stayed like that for a while, with Jamil gently holding onto the prince as he mumbled into his shoulder
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