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the-firebird69 · 2 years

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And you just replicate and you don't teach anybody anything and you abuse people like our son who are teachers he tries teaching people if you bother the living crap out of them you're not doing any work with him or helping or you're messing around with them way too much and you're ruining yourself trash the Macs are getting rid of you and they should you keep on putting up the false flag in the wrong direction they're attacking you and all sorts of weird things this right here is an indicator of people who are not putting up with you anymore New York has had it and then died again it's a real criminal trial and it might be something to do with Tommy f to God put up on trial because of women and it's a similar thing to Donald Trump happens all the time but it's a real thing and he doesn't think so cuz it used to happen all the time about money and you can't pay them off so he's bewildered that's what New York does they take your strong suit and make it weak now it's going to happen shortly July 12th how about that that's pretty quick the 8th is Friday so it's Tuesday and that's one court date but you can't miss and it's a public date it's in the press and it's international and everybody wants you to be there you and your stupid smile and your dumb look. You can run into our son afterwards and he said you're alive what the hell are you doing here you should be in jail and you didn't get it you braided him all day long so you start hitting you now you guys are gone that lead and your people are running over to lake Okeechobee too cuz they're pretty Swift huge groups of you we're just banded up north and destroyed as far away is South Carolina all killed for attention they said and Tommy f is doing The killing is forces came out when after you just you.

I've been waiting for this for a long time you been at me in mind but it seems like forever and you've been at our son since his birth almost and you're a prick and you're a loser sir you don't belong in public office or any position of power near or over our son in any way because you're simply a rebel in irresponsible person as well

From our perspective little what you're doing because you're dangerous and it doesn't even help you

Thor Freya

Look at this frowns all around unbelievable look at this be from it's from what our friend said you need to depower him at the top and you're sitting here putting up with us until the very last idiot I said it's gone on too long and taught me after it's holding him there and now time you have paid very dearly paid now both of them will pay this is terrible. I can't go down the street without out in country one of these morons or one of Tommy f idiots making fun of me poking fun of me being a space cadet their behavior is ridiculous it's all treasonous it's all crap and don't do anything for us except get rid of us your stupid people

Mac

It's pretty much junk but the clunk of the junk contracts us and we doubled them all up and whatever data they have and they have a lot of data

Zues Hera

It's true too you make a ton of noise you're very lame and unprofessional we're still going to go after you hear Tommy f we're going after the Bullock I need to clear the mountains so gosh darn dumb

Got a whole list of them to fire today I'm going to keep getting rid of them and not let him in the country they're overseas right now fighting foreigners over every single ship because their efforts at C are useless they don't do anything and they just let the shatter them go completely and they don't defeat the blackade and they just get in the way even though wooden chips are fiercely fought over Aborigines came out real ones in front of them is thinking the aborigine getting rid of the rude useless a******. We can hear the language over there radio the Aborigines ask what is rude useless a****** then they hear this it's one of them that's not really black and someone's saying Jason it's like a joke and it's going around the entertaining the whole world.

They're laughing because he's talking about the black people they get mad or madder.

Where you get rid of you idiot warlock Florida is it doing it we'll have to fight them instead of your stupid asses I'm sorry to laugh you're so dumb that you're in the way of everything and I don't know what to do he's like standing there wherever you are.

Jay numbers too many here there's too many in lake o area. I mean it but wow everything's going to be empty of you here in Florida in a few minutes they literally all jumping in there with beer bare naked beer it's inside of it.

We're laying it off now we don't want you nearest we see what you say it's like a dog you get outside you know do the yard work if that I wouldn't even trust you with a job doing yard work so what are we crazy yeah just didn't say no to stuff that makes you healthy are you just don't want anyone to be healthy so go do your thing over there

Mac

The layoffs are beginning they're not waiting anymore and the idiots are organizing people to go to lake Okeechobee as they lay them off it's huge he doesn't get laid off and they call their people and they run out there they disgruntled workers so there's teams of people around here watching out for them tons of them and we have to be here we're growing as they are

We have to thank our friend here and his wife what a wonderful work these people are so dumb and scary he's more like they getting fired today thank God you use someone wouldn't get anywhere without them but my God they're pain what a bunch of jerks right out loud.

Thor Freya

You can put your hand on their mouth and they still keep talking I've got plenty of times just to try and get her to be quiet I didn't break in the neck and then quiet after that but boy what a pain in the ass thank God for him and you guys people that hate them they suck so bad and Nuada Arrianna you deserve a massive metal putting up with this ridiculous massive people, is it a matter of fact I'm running it up now that was terrible but worked

Zig Zag

We have to tell you some of what you're taking is not really helping you if you find this stuff maybe it's a little bit too much in the magnesium I guess it's all pretty much helping last night was terrible you need to get these chicks these idiots and feed you to Tommy f to start a war between us the time you have to some success was that's stupid he's going to grab kazu and it's going to become your worst problem

Thor Freya

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trulyhumblenarcissist · 3 years

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Abourt Rei Himura and BNHA Chapter 301

Now that I've read the official release of chapter 301 I can finally try to gather my thoughts. I think this time the particular rendition of dialogues and inflections provided by Caleb Cook is more crisp and clear than usual, especially in throwing "shade" upon Endeavor as a father figure. But let's do things in order...

Title: THE WRONG WAY TO PUT OUT A FIRE - a simple, but stark message that doesn't leave space for ambiguity. There was a fire, an imminent tragedy that could and should have been avoided, but whoever tried to fix it, did it all wrong and now we have to deal with a huge arson.

CARLESS HANDLING OF FIRE, on the other hand, doesn't quite cut it for me, because it seems like everything was caused by a foolish mistake. "I was carless and now I'm in a pinch"- type of situation, while it's perfectly clear that Endeavor and Rei decided purposefully which "strategy" to use with Touya. A BAD one to say it lightly. Rei's contribution and complicity is debatable, of course, and I'll touch on this later.

Let me get this clear though: I'm not trying in any way to critique the hard work of unofficial translators. I can't say anything relevant because I'm not a translator in the first place (I can barely understand English and my native language on a good day) and also because I am so grateful for everything they do in order to give us really good material FREE OF CHARGE basically a second after the release in Japan. I'm just interested about the different shades of subtext we can catch if we read the story through multiple filters. Every translation is unique because it carries the personal spin of the author even if the bias should be inexistent or ideally undetectable...

However, back to the chapter

REI'S CAGE

The first scene opens on a luxurious classic Japanese villa, with Enji, Rei and her parents discussing the motivation behind Enji's proposal. Or at least we initially think that's what's going on... Because in reality Rei's family couldn't care less about the motivation. Everything these people see is a wealthy, famous guy the next number one hero ready to take their daughter in marriage. I guess the Himuras are pretty broke, thight on cash, their old prestige is definitely gone and all they can do to save themselves from shame and poverty is "to sell" their only remaining asset.

During the whole ordeal, Rei is standing still, silent, cold as ice. She knows she doesn't really have a choice. How mortifying and sad is this? An adult, capable woman has no agency whatsoever, she is used again and again and she stoically accepts this treatment from every single dominant figure in her life until she can't be stoic anymore. I really hope Horikoshi's going to give her a much more proactive role in saving her family and it seems the narrative wants us to expect this type of character development.

I'd like to point out 2 panels in particular:

First one

In this scene the Todorokis are back from their trip to the doc, who clearly said they shouldn't try to conceive a child with a perfect quirk mix because it is dangerous (and morally questionable too). Rei understands this fact and tries to dissuade Enji, but he doesn't listen, because he's projecting all his pent-up resentment and frustration onto Touya. He knows how it feels to crush against an unbreakable wall, since he can't surpass All might and his son can't too. He had to learn this truth the hard way, so Touya needs to do the same. Enji is purposefully throwing upon his son years of failures, self consciousness and despair, just because the boy has to get it into his thick skull that he is a dud, just like his father. This is not a hopeless dad making a mistake bona fide, this is a broken man trying to destroy his self reflection by proxy, annihilating everything Touya is, swiping the kid's identity under the rug. He describes his son's dreams and sadness as something birthed from stubbornness. He is auto-convincing himself however (because Endeavor is not stupid). A little bit later he's basically saying: "Touya let's play make believe! We can go on like everything I had engulfed in your psyche never existed, you're a failed attempt so you don't exist. Your needs and wants are silly and useless, nothing worth dealing with now that I can't make you my prodigy. Why don't you go play with the other failures so that I don't have to look at myself while taking actually care of you. I don't want to see you, because it's too painful, because you're a remainder of my own inadequacy."

Note: If you want to read an incredibly well done analysis about Endeavor's motives and psyche, you can get it on @thyandrawrites , she's dwelt on everything extensively and way better than me.

I really want to talk about Rei though. In the panel I showed above, her expression is a bit tricky to analyse. At first she is very vocal about her position. She doesn't want to put Touya through useless suffering, especially since they have a scientific reason not to. They have no guarantee of success with other children, besides, they could possibly have to deal with other health related issues. However, all it takes to convince her in the end is Enji's half assed attempt at the "It's for Touya's sake" shtick. Is it really? Why doesn't she question her husband anymore?

Well... I think before Natsuo, she was probably hoping Touya would let go "naturally", with time and growth, maybe by taking interest in his other siblings. Rei said she wanted to have more children because in her mind they would have supported and loved each other. Maybe she was naive enough to think that a big family full of kids few years apart from each other was all Touya needed to distract himself from his purposes... BUT and here is the point I want to get across: She was deluding herself too, much like Enji. The ugly truth, in my opinion, is that Rei is a person prone to protect herself by going with everything other people want, especially if said people are capable of hurting her. Yes, she was hurt time and time again, but what would have happened if she really tried to stop Enji?

What I am trying to say is that Rei is the kind of person who endures to survive. She holds a "captive" mentality in which, by indulging her captor's desires, she can continue living with less possibile damage. If I stay still and silent, if I don't make a scene, I can go on, I can hold onto the few things I have that actually make me happy.

Let's think about it... Enji was so obsessed with his psychotic, power-hungry quest that he would have probably disown Rei. She would have been thrown away for a more compliant woman with an ice quirk, or something similar, this resulting in her probably losing everything, the respect and love of her family (the Himuras) and also her own children. Because we know Endeavor can definitely hold a grudge and is vendicative.

So, clarifying, Rei doesn't put up a fight because she is scared for herself in a way... She is scared to be hurt in the worst possible way (by losing her little bit of serenity), so her strategy is to endure and to keep up a facade of control and purpose.

Rei, ironically just like Touya and other characters in mha, doesn't really get what unconditional love is. Her family loves her until she can be useful to the Himura name and status, her husband loves her for her quirk. Her children, however, love her for who she is and she wants to stay with them... Only to be forced to leave them later anyway.

The few times Rei actually smiles are when she is with her babies. She is a deeply loving mother in her core, but her declining mental health makes her a very lacking caregiver.

This panel, in my opinion, shows the point of no return for Rei. She can't keep the glacial facade forever...

After Natsuo's turn to be deemed a failure, Endeavor is crazier than ever, because All Might is as popular and loved as ever and he hasn't make any progress into his eugenetic games. The last two images of Rei are very telling. She is exhausted, but she knows what her husband wants from her this time too. She looks like a lifeless doll and honestly I can easily see Shouto's conception as... Non consensual and I will stop here.

Then Shouto is born, the last, perfect specimen... And Rei isn't doing much for Touya, we can see she's apparently blind towards her eldest son's distress already after Natsuo's birth... But why?

Because she is actively avoiding to face the Touya's problems too.

If Touya is still suffering, is still feeling stressed and worthless, then everything Rei has endured, everything she pretended not to feel for the sake of her family has been completely useless. What Rei cannot look at is her own parental failure, is the concrete proof that while protecting herself and her peace she did not protect her children too, because the two interests were never really aligned, even if she really believed so. She never had a functional family to preserve in the first place and everything she accepted to do was all for the sake of a false sense of belonging.

However is too easy to say she should've rebelled against Enji and dumped his sorry ass. Abuse traps you and your abuser too in a cage tricky to escape.

What I imagine will happen next chapter is one of two things:

Enji stops Touya by using brute force, probably also saying something really scarring to reinforce the notion that Shouto is the only child he cares about.

Rei stops Touya by using her quirk. This act could be considered by Touya another confirmation that even his mother actually does something by her own accord only when Shouto's safety is at risk

Necessary conclusions

I don't blame Rei for her actions too much. She is a victim turned abuser by circumstances, but more importantly she's actually taken mesures to prevent herself from hurting her children again. She's trying to heal for her family's sake, really this time. Ten years spent dealing with guilt and having actual therapy seem a good plan to me. And now she's the one ready to snap Enji back to reality.

Enji, on the other hand, is trying too. It's too little too late, but if he stops avoiding reality and hardly works on understanding his family's point of view I don't think he is completely unredeemable. I don't see him surviving his last confrontation with Touya, thought... But I could be totally wrong.

Obviously everything I've said it's my personal analysis on Rei's character, as I interpret her actions and words, so feel free to contradict me and/or to add anything you might see fit.

#bnha301 #bnha meta #mha #my hero academia #todoroki enji #endevor #todoroki rei #rei himura #todoroki family #tw abuse

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fluffychubbyrose · 4 years

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Monkey King Wukong Sun x Confident Reader.

Requested.

One Shot.

Warnings- Wukong may be O.C., Language, Slight violence, Reader gets jump scared, and mostly SFW hints at NSFW.

I'm so sorry it took so long but I hope you like it.

I've been apart of Wukongs group for awhile now. I joined him and the others Liuer, An An, and Bajue on his journey after trolls attacked my village and took what little I had away from me when they destroyed my house. He won't admit it, but he was shocked and admired my bravery and selflessness when he found me barely out running the trolls on one of the paths leading them away from the village that fateful day. He attacked and was able to defeat all three of them single handedly without any help. That day my house was simply collateral damage from the trolls tearing up the village in search of more children to take.

(Flashback to first meeting Wukong.)

I knew the only children left where hiding but with the speed of which the trolls where tearing down the houses they would find them in no time. So instead of running and hiding like the rest of the village people were, I decided the only chance for the village surviving this attack was to distract the trolls and lead them away.

The only way I was able to convince the horrendous trolls to take chase was by wrapping up bundles of the children's clothing in blankets and running with one in each arm past the trolls like I was desperately trying escape from them with my two children. Luckily with a little acting on my part faking to cry and scream in terror before running away was enough for the trolls to take chase after me and my "children".

Though I cannot lie because not all of my terror was false especially when the trolls where catching up after me when they saw me and scented the children's clothes in my arms. I ran for what felt like forever but couldn't have been more than a few minutes and even with the sharp and sudden turns I was making down different paths they were quickly gaining on me. That's when I noticed somone else up the path and I fear I may have just cost this unsuspecting man his life.

That fear I had for his life didn't last for long though when he saw the trolls behind me and watched with wide eyes as one lashed out snagging and tearing the back of my shirt I yelp and try to run faster when the man started running not away from them like anyone else would have, no he ran right past me and at the trolls. I stopped running shortly after and whipped around in shock. I was only able to watch what I was certain to be this delusional and crazy mans death. But then I saw the struggle going on and soon realized it was this man that I should have been running from along with the trolls after watching first hand how he skillfully attacked and defeated the beasts with strength and ease.

Soon after the shock of the situation started to wear off and I dropped my dummy "children" placing my hands on my knees gasping for air from my run and struggling not to pass out from a lack of oxygen. All while still gaping in shock at this mysterious man. It wasn't until he approached me that I realized that this was no man, monster, or beast, but instead was Dasheng.

I stared in bewilderment wondering if the trolls had indeed caught up and left me fatality wounded on the path and that's why I'm hallucinating so vividly. I heard a child gasp before I saw them. I look to my right glancing away from Dasheng to see a young boy with a baby strapped to his little back crouched down by the dummies unwrapping and checking to see if I hurt what he thought to be children when I carelessly dropped them moments before.

"What the? Their fake?" The young boy asks looking up at me with confusion. "Yeah their fake. It was the only way to lure the trolls out of my village and away from the real children. I was trying to keep them safe and keep anymore of them from being taken by the trolls." I managed to gasp out still breathless and light headed, my heart refusing to calm even though the danger has past.

"They would have killed you when they realized they were fake and went back and taken those children anyways your more foolish than clever." Dasheng snaps out giving me an angered but surprised look that I wasn't able to completely decipher. "Wukong! I don't think she was foolish she was sacrificing herself for her village she was being very brave and honorable." A pig looking man huffed out at Dasheng. 'Huh I guess that's Dashengs name. I wonder where that pig man was this whole time? Was he hiding from the trolls or did he just get left behind when Dasheng ran away from them to attack the trolls?'

"Bajie is right she's very brave and I think she's clever! She outsmarted the trolls didn't she?" The little boy says pouting and looking up at Wukong. My heads still spinning from everything that's happened but I stand up and I'm about to give Wukong a snide remark for calling me foolish when I feel a cool breeze on my back.

I frown in confusion until I remember the troll slashing my shirt with his claws. My face burns and I cross my arms over my chest to prevent my shirt from falling forward anymore than it already has and revealing more than I'd like too in front of strangers and a child no less. "I'm Liuer and this is- Oh that's pretty how did you get that flower to stay on your back like that?" The little boy says quickly bouncing around me in excitement trying to get a better view of the lotus flower tattooed on my back that is now exposed for all to see.

"Hey knock it off!" Wukong snapped Liuer giving him an embarrassed and annoyed glare before quickly looking away. Liuer just ignored him and continued to circle around me excitedly trying to get a better look at the tattoo on my back. I just smiled at him weakly feeling faint. "I need to go back to my village and let everyone know that the trolls are gone. At least for now." I managed to mumble out with my vision getting blurry. "Fine hurry up we were heading there for the night anyways." Grumps out in a hiss. "And for more food!" Bajie says excitedly.

I start walking back to the village with Wukong and his two followers in tow. I glance at him a few times during our journey back to the village and he won't meet my eyes now that he's noticed my ripped shirt. He has his arms raised with his hands intertwined behind his head walking on my right side with Liuer inbetween us and Bajie in front of us rambling on about different foods he hopes my village has for him to eat. I smirk softly smug that I made the great Dasheng embarrassed by showing only a little skin and a bit of cleavage. Though I'd rather it be on my own terms to show off this much of my body at once, I'm not displeased by his reaction.

(End of flashback.)

I'm smiling from the memory of our first meeting while laying my bedroll down near the fire at our camp for the night. We found an abandoned kingdom one of many since the troll and monster attacks started years ago, to set up camp in for the night.

We have been traveling for days on end only stopping to refill our water gourds, relieve ourselves, and to set up camp for the night. Then we eat, sleep, and repeat. So everyone is thoroughly exhausted besides Wukong of course. The mischievous monkey king seems to have a never endless supply of energy, along with an almost always present sour attitude.

He gets frustrated easily and likes to push people away rather than let them get close to him. He's tried to get rid of me countless times when I decided I was going to join him in his journey by constantly saying rude and snide remarks about me and quite literally ditching me in the forest several times but non of it phased me and I always found them again.

Recently I've been the only one able to get past the cold exterior of his, because if anyone ignores it and the rude comments he says they can see just how soft and caring he can be. Granted those moments are rare and far between it's still there, just masked so well most people can't see it and they'll choose to believe it never existed in the first place because of it.

"Oi what are you doing?" Wukong hisses baring his fangs a little and yanks my bedroll away from the fire and places it a good 6ft away from where it had been. "Hey what the hell!? I'm trying to set everything up so I can get some sleep soon I'm exhausted!" I snapped with a glare mad that he just messed up all my stuff. My blankets are all strewn about and my makeshift pillow fell off the roll when he dragged it away, so now it's laying in the dirt and dust that has accumulated on the abandoned kingdoms floor.

I stand up and snatch my pillow off the ground dusting it off and placing it back on my bed roll and then I make a move to, move it closer to the fire again because the stone floor is cold and there's a cold bite to the air tonight. But near the fire its warm and so are the stones which would make sleep tonight come much quicker and be much more pleasant. But before I can move it back Wukongs foot slams down onto the middle of my bedroll and refuses to budge despite my tugging.

I sigh heavily not in the mood to fight with him. This is one of those moments where outsiders would see Wukong as only a rude and crass man. But I know he's doing this for a reason, he isn't one to just be cruel to someone for the fun of it despite how he acts. I'm about to ask what that reason is when he sighs out while pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You move that back and I wont help you when your bed catches fire tonight from being so close!" When he finished speaking he pulled his foot off my bed and walked away. My eyes widen in suprise at what he says and I huff knowing he's right I was too close and with stone floors any embers will just blow across the floor right at my very flammable bedding rather than landing on the ground and staying there until they burn out like they normally would. Instead of moving it back like I want to I decide to leave it where its at.

I can still feel the heat of the fire after all so it isn't that big of a deal it'll just take a little while to heat up my bedroll to a comfortable temperature with the cold stones below me. I'm about to get under my blankets and get some rest before it's my turn to keep watch after Bajie in a few hours when a blanket is thrown and hits me in the back of the head.

I gasp and whip around angrily seeing Wukong quickly slipping under his own blankets on his bedroll acting like he didn't just throw one of his blankets at me and hit me in the head with it while doing so. "What the fuck was that for!?" I snarled lowly trying not wake Liuer and An An who have been asleep since we started to set up camp. "So you won't catch your ass on fire! Now go to sleep!" He hisses his voice a pitch or two higher than normal as if he's embarrassed. I look at his back that's turned towards me with surprise that he would give me one of his blankets so I wouldn't be cold.

I hold up the tan colored blanket in my hands, it's the thickest blanket he has. He was even bragging about it when he got it just a few weeks ago, very much so full of himself and smug that he got such a deal for it that it was basically free. I hug it close to my chest for a moment feeling a warmth spread throughout me with a small smile on my face because even though his aim wasn't the best and his remark on it wasn't the nicest he just gave me his favorite blanket. Actions speak louder than words after all.

I lay down with the thick heavy blanket on top of me smelling faintly like Wukong. I snuggle further into my bedroll curling the blankets around myself tighter yawning before finally feeling safe and warm enough to fall asleep. My rest was dreamless, but deep and undisturbed until I woke up in what felt like only minutes of being asleep but must have been hours because Bajie was lightly shaking my shoulder to wake me and let me know it's now my turn to get up and keep watch for the rest of the night.

I didn't know just how exhausted I really was until I was woken up looking at Bajie with blurry eyes and confusion written all over my face. My body felt hot and heavy and I had to struggle to sit up out of my makeshift bed grumpy because I was sleeping so hard and well. Since the trolls first attacked my village I haven't been able to slip into that deep of a sleep because every little thing or noise would wake me up.

I was so scared something would happen while I was asleep thinking I wouldn't be able to protect myself if I allowed myself to sleep soundly. So sleep was light and restless because of my stress and paranoia of sudden attacks from the trolls. So the fact that a deep sleep came so easily to me tonight is a pleasant surprise and I'm non to happy with having it interrupted. My body is screaming at me to lay back down and escape back into the peaceful bliss of sleep once more.

I watch with a confused pout as Bajie slumps down onto his pile of blankets he calls a bed. I sigh heavily and stretch knowing I have to get up and keep watch just in case something happens, knowing seeing the threat first and being able to prepare for it is much better than being taken by surprise. I stand up still feeling confused, wondering about what was different about tonight and how I slept so soundly that I didn't even here Bajie approach which would have been easy for even a deep sleeper to hear, because while Bajie has good intentions most of the time, being quite is not one of his strong suits or something he tries to be for that matter.

The only difference I can think of would be Wukongs blanket. I flush at the thought feeling like my skin is burning. There's no way I took that much comfort from such a simple thing as having someone else's blanket and scent wrapped around me while I slept. I shake my head at the thought and glance over at Wukongs bedroll to see that he's not there.

I whip around looking for him around the room were in to see if maybe Bajie woke him and he was getting more fire wood for the dwindling fire but he's still no where to be seen. I walk over and reach into my pack retrieving my coat to wear since its colder than it was earlier that evening. After I slip it and my shoes on I walk over grabbing some firewood and tossing it onto the fire before leaving to take over watch for the evening, and if I'm lucky find where Wukong escaped too in the middle of the night again this time.

I search the perimeter around the part of the kingdom that we're camping out in to make sure nothing is lurking about just beyond the shadows, and when I'm satisfied with my search I start walking down one of the overgrown pathes in the middle of kingdom. I look around in awe because everything looks so fairytale like in the moon light tonight. Anyone else would probably think it's creepy or fear what they can't see in the dark and the stillness of it all would send chills up most spines but not me, I know what lurks in the dark and I'm not afraid anymore.

If those monster where to snatch me up and eat me or just plain out kill me they would have done so long ago. So the quite, moon lit, tranquil setting of this abonded kingdom is calming to me. I smile softly sitting down on a large boulder in the middle of what used to be the plaza of the kingdom.

My quite and tranquil atmosphere didn't last long when the momentarily forgotten Monkey King decided to make his presence known when I'm suddenly grabbed from behind with a hand clasped over my mouth to keep me from screaming. I squirm and thrash around trying escape my captures hold. One arm of mine is free and swing it back to elbow my attacker right in the stomach there's a loud grunt and I'm released. I jump up and whip around seeing Wukong hunched over holding his stomach with an equally playful and angered look in his eyes. "What the hell was that for!?" I yell at him more than pissed about the little stunt he just pulled on me. I walk up and hit him in the chest repeatedly both wanting and not wanting to hurt him.

He just huffed out a laugh and caught my hands in his loosely, leaning in close to my face I pull my head back but his hold on me stays. "One that didn't really hurt, and two you need to pay more attention when your on watch! You we're so zoned out, that you didn't even hear or notice me sneak up on you until I grabbed you. You could have been killed and you need to fight harder than an elbow blow to the stomach because that won't phase a troll or any other monster that attacks you and I can't let anything happen to you! Do you understand that! If you died I might as well have never left that fucking cave and this whole thing would be pointless without you here by my side!"

He's in my face as he says all this with a slight growl rumbling his chest with his fangs poking out more than usual from his snarled look. I'm shocked from what he says, angry at him for scaring me, embarrassed that I was so easily taken off guard, frustrated with him for doing this now when I've been throwing hints his way for months, and touched all at once for how much he just admitted that he cares for me even though he has a magnificent way of showing it.

My eyes widen at his confession my face feels like it's on fire and my heart is hammering inside of my chest and my frustration wins over my other emotions and I look up at him staring him right in the eye with frustration and lust. He realizes what he said and how close he is to me and his eyes widen, his ears pin to the sides of his head, and he lets go of my hands and he's about to pull away when I snatch the collar of his shirt and yank his face back down towards mine and kiss him roughly.

I move closer to him pressing my soft body against his hard one. I'm about to pull away because his lips stayed still when he growls loudly while winding his arms around me tightly, pressing close, and kissing me back just as rough. His fangs digging into the sides of my mouth sharply but not painfully. I moan and he pulls back chuckling breathlessly while I gasp trying to catch my breath. We stay holding each other tightly with our foreheads pressed together when I feel bumps under his shirt and they move. I jump slightly in shock and before Wukong figures out what I'm doing I pull back and slip my hands under his shirt, lifting it up as fast as possible before he can react or protest. What I find is his tail wrapped tightly around his torso.

I look up at him with surprise I never saw his tail before so I just assumed he didn't have one or something happened to it. I reach my hand out to touch his tail when he grabs my hands softly. "Its really sensitive, thats why I hide it, it's a weak point for me in fights. Someone can grab my tail and yank it and I would be crippled by the pain." He mumbles softly not looking me in the eye obviously embarrassed. He lets go of my hands and lets his shirt drop back down to cover his torso but he unravels his tail from around himself and it sways softly behind him. I cup his soft furry cheek in my hand and he leans into my touch with a huff. I lean forward and peck him on the lips again.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about Wukong. I honestly thought you didn't have a tail you do very well at hiding it and for good reason I don't think any less of you for it." I sigh out smiling softly up at him. He pouts and turns his head to the side but I notice his lips twitch up into a half smile and his shoulders slump down releasing the tension I didn't know he had, meaning he was worried about what I thought of him, because he was hiding his tail. "Didn't care if you did." He grumps out which obviously isn't true he secretly cares about my opinion more than he wants to admit and it makes me happy that my validation means so much to him. His arms wrap around my soft frame once more with a small tsk escaping him.

He kisses me softly almost unsurely until I bite his lip making him growl and press himself tighter to me while kissing me roughly. It didn't take long another nip or two at his bottom lip with his fangs pressed against the corners of my mouth and our tongues were battling for dominance. I was losing but not giving up easily. I move my left arm up and around his neck fisting the hair on the nape of his neck into my hand making him groan and in turn making me smirk and I'm letting him win for the moment his tongue exploring my mouth with vigor.

All while my right hand has been slowly snaking around his back and down his waist towards his tail. 'Sometimes in order to win the battle you have to play dirty.' I think when my hand finally wraps around his tail. He stops kissing me and jumps back with gasp looking at me with bewilderment. He's about to rip himself away from me when I start to softly rub his tail.

He lets out a shuttering moan that turns into a soft whimper and clasps his hand tightly around his mouth with wide eyes. I glance up at him with a surprised and sultry look and then glance back down at his tail in my hand. His hand drops from his mouth and joins his other in embracing me fully once more.

'Huh so it's "that" kind of sensitive as well.' I continue to rub softly as his hold on me tightens and his claw like nails start digging into the soft and supple flesh of my back. His fangs worrying his bottom lip and his face is contorted into pleasured frown. Despit his efforts to not make anymore noise he's rumbling softly from his chest like a deep purr. I grasp his tail a little more firmly and wrap my other hand around his hip grabbing his tail with both hands and giving it gentle squeezes and rubbing a bigger portion of it now.

He gasps and moans his hips snapping forwards towards mine impulsively and I didn't have time react I only got to hear his snarl before suddenly the wind was knocked out of me and I'm on my back on the cold stone floor of the kingdoms plaza with Wukong above me holding my hands above my head. I catch my breath and I'm about to question him when I look up into his eyes and his pupils are blown so wide I can hardly see his iris's in the moonlight and his breathing is ragged with his fangs bared in a snarl as he continues to growl lowly, he looks absolutely feral.

My breath comes out in soft desperate pants when he kisses me suddenly. Forcefully shoving his tongue inside my mouth. I moan and feel him shift just now realizing he was between my legs and decided since I already poked the bear I might as well push him over the edge completely. All it took was a raise of my hips allowing him to grind against me for him to loose control.

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vixenofthemist · 5 years

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I JUST WOKE UP FROM A NAP AND CHARACTER PROFILES ARE OUT AHHHH

Im gonna mostly talk about the Golden Deer bc I've been waiting for forever for SOMETHING about them and now I have it I'm gonna run.

But some of my thoughts on the other houses:

Black Eagles: Nothing really caught my attention other then they have the most people without crests, and Dorothea hates herself :<

Blue Lions: Well... that certainly confirms the theory that the Childhood Friends don't accept Dedue very well aosjsj Sylvain is the only one who doesn't seem to have a problem with Dimitri no wonder he's so willing to work on his womanizing he's the only friend who isn't judging him (bc Ingrid HAS to not like that Dimitri has Dedue as a retainer and even if it didn't sour their relationship completely it had to have put some strain on it. No wonder she and Felix are seen together so often aksjsj). ALSO ANNETTES A SWEET ANGEL.

OK Now Onto the Golden Deer akjsjs (I'm on mobile or else I'd put a read more sorry akdjsj)

FIRST OF ALL- THIS???

DOESN'T SHE MENTION AN OLDER BROTHER IN THE ADVICE BOX??? I could be remembering it wrong but I SWEAR she was like "i have to write my brother but I dont know what to write him about so tell me". Someone please explain is my memory bad or is Hilda submitting false facts to the ask box for fun?

Hilda is definitely that girl who said "um excuse me we're having a conversation. Rude." To a teacher when they tried to stop her talking in class aksjaj

I love how persuasion is right in the middle of her otherwise totally normal likes lol i can just hear her listing off her likes and just saying that aloud so casually and the person she's talking to is just like "excuse me- wait what was that one in the middle??" "Fashion :>"

RAPHAEL HAS A BABY SISTER!!!!!!!!!!! I REPEAT RAPHAEL HAS A BABY SISTER AHHHHHHHH HE MUST BE SUCH A GOOD BIG BRO!! PLEASE LET NOTHING HAPPEN TO HER IF SOMEONE EVEN LOOKS AT HER FUNNY I WILL DELETE THEM

ASSJSHAJS Lorenz likes Monitering Claude LMAO, its his #1 hobby. Also we finally have a reason to have a rivalry with Black Eagles- Lorenz hates coffee but Hubert loves it. (Also he hates vulgarity lmao bet there was at least 1 time where Leonie and Claude just swore constantly around him for an entire day alsjsj)

Also what is a worthy women and how much do you wanna bet he's been slapped in the face for phrasing it like that bc he absolutely has to have been socked at least once.

Ignatz hates lightning and there better be some good found family fics of the Golden Deer helping him distract himself during storms!!

(Also he seems to really like the church so wonder how that goes with Claude aksjs)

Lysithea still adorable, loves sweets and cute things and hates bitter food aksjjss also hates anything physcially laborious what a gigantic mood

Ashe also hates ghost and as someone who thinks they'd be adorable together I love the idea that they're the couple that go see a disney movie while the others go watch horror (but they still get scared by the wind that night and call Mercedes to come take care of the ghost aksjjs).

Leonie's is exactly how I thought it'd be aksjsj don't have a lot to say except she's the big sister of the group and has for sure punched Lorenz in the face

Marianne and Claude are at the bottom bc they're my favorites and I have a lot to say about them akshshs

Ladakdjsj why does "long rides" make me think of a dating profile?? "Hi my name is Claude Von Riegan, I love long rides on the beach and tactically scheming as the sunsets. Pick me and I'll let you grasp any part of me you want."

Anyway SO pumped to finally have stuff coming out about Claude aksjsjs after what feels like years of just getting scraps we're finally getting some gosh dang FOOD and we DESERVE IT

His dislikes are interesting, like its so clear he doesn't trust the gods at ALL kasjjs and he clearly has a reason for that which I'm sure will come out in the main plot since its all about the church who are just a bunch of people blindly following Seiros akdjs

(Also who's gonna tell him he's in a fire emblem game and is just as subject to the rng gods as the rest of us? Leaving things to chance is the underlying tagline of the combat system cause sure you have a 95% to hit but there's still a chance you won't 🙃)

Love that he likes poetry, he is the guy who can rehearse shakespear by heart but mostly just spouts the existential stuff but will whip out a real romantic verse when the moments right (unlike Lorenz who only remembers the romantic stuff). Definitely is the guy who writes haiku jokes using haiku's and it drives everyone else crazy. Also I hc that he means long rides on his wyvern and not a horse bc ever since I saw that he can become a wyvern rider I can't not think of him as one akssj (I'm calling the wyvern Goldy the Golden Good Boy of the Von Riegans, Goldy for short, becauze it makes me laugh akdjsj.)

Also wtf does planning feasts mean??? What does planning a feast entail?? Is this just a medieval way to say he likes to party??

MARIANNE'S #1 DISLIKE IS HERSELF NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

WHO DID THIS TO HER WHERE ARE THEY AND HOW PREPARED ARE THEY FOR THESE HANDS???

PLEASE LET ME BE ABLE TO GIVE HER A HUG INTSYS!!!

Ok calming down I am SO fascinated by Marianne, cause she clearly has so much story to her and I for one can't wait to find it all out. Cause she's so different from the other nobles, all of them are quite confident and loud (in personality and color) but shes the exact opposite, and we don't even know what her crest is so we can't figure out who her birth family are and what happened to them that made her get fostered by the Edmunds. And the Edmunds themselves are just another hole because how do they treat her? I cant imagine its good? But perhaps it is and whatever happened to her birth family is why she's so depressed and lacks self confidence? Akjdkss Ok I'm just rambling now I'll stop but long story short I'm hyped to play Golden Deer and see what her relationship is with the rest of the house xD (especially Claude bc they have such different viewpoints on the gods and the church so their supports are gonna be interesting aksjjs)

#fire emblem three houses #fe:3h spoilers #golden deer #claude von riegan #hilda valentin goneril #marianne von edmund #vixenramblesfireemblem #i have so many thoughts but i just woke up so i cant articulate them akdjsjsn #thank u if you read this rambling mess lol

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lokaneiscanon · 5 years

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Mighty Thor in Thor: Love and Thunder rant

Seeing Natalie Portman returning to reprise her role as Jane Foster, nevertheless wielding Mjolnir, finally getting the treatment this character deserves, was surreal to say the least. I had just started reading Lords of Midgard, the 8th issue of Mighty Thor (2015 - 2018), and had fallen in love already. But I didn't suspect at all that Taika Waititi would pull this card in Thor: Love and Thunder, considering Jane was barely mentioned in Ragnarok. The news about my favorite actress portraying one of my favorite characters coming out of the blue - you can imagine the excitement. Alas, I quickly remembered what the fandom thought of that comic (at least on tumblr) and imagined it now growing tenfold, cuz not everyone in the MCU fandom reads comics but pretty much everyone wants to watch another Thor movie. And yes, many fans weren't ready for this step, still recovering from Sam Wilson getting the shield in Endgame. Which is completely fine. We're not obligated to like everything Marvel throws in our faces, we're allowed to criticize and express our opinion on the internet or wherever. What is not okay is mindlessly hating, and even worse - using false facts to support said opinion.

I have seen some people using the argument that it is one of Marvel's worst selling comics. Which has already been proven wrong by multiple sites, including Comichron, just Google it, as I did myself. I read multiple posts, ones saying how good Jane is doing as Thor in sales, others disproving this, so I checked for myself the numbers at the site mentioned above month by month to be sure. The comic truly had its downfalls as the story progressed but in my opinion it's normal for the 1st issue to have more sales than the 21st. If we compare it to Unworthy Thor, which started running a bit later and followed the now unworthy Odinson, the data shows the latter had more sales. But then again, while Might Thor was at its 17th issue, Unworthy Thor was at its 2nd. Also, they later crossed paths, shared comic issues, it's fair to say they go hand in hand and Jason Aaron, the author, probably doesn't want us to compare them, as they complete and compliment each other's stories. Still I decided to check the comic that made Thor unworthy in the first place - Thor: God of Thunder (2012 - 2014), which seemed to me more "comparable" to Might Thor (2015 - 2018). *I keep putting the years it was being released so as to not be confused with previous Mighty Thor issues, whole Odinson was still Thor, please bear with me* So yes, the numbers were pretty close, but from what I saw, Mighty Thor had the upper hand if we compare first issue to first issue and so on. (In defense of Odinson, we have to take into account that this data is only from the US and does not include digital sales. Also, he's been around since the 50s. We could argue Jane was a breath of fresh air that some Marvel fans were indeed ready for. As a non-American, and also a person without a hint of knowledge in economics I cannot take into account inflation and whatever else has prevented or enabled Americans to get their hands on the comics or has affected prizes through the years. Bear that in mind.) Moreover, from what I saw on Comichron, both comics had much competition - God of thunder was released along with Avengers vs the X-men, the Uncanny X-men, pretty popular at the time, and the Goddess of Thunder faced Civil War 2 and DC Universe Rebirth (yes, DC is in the game too), also dominating with tremendous sales for the longest time. Yet I stick with my original statement - both Thors are valid and shouldn't be put against one another regardless of profit. Because at the end of the day what will matter the most is the story. And boy, what a story it is.

Now, I haven't read the Thor: God of Thunder, but as I was doing research I found one very well written summary and explanation of Thor's arc and his becoming unworthy and I will post a link below, because I honestly feel I wouldn't be doing this comic a favor by describing it without having read it. Which I plan to do in the future, tbh. It's a fantastic prelude to the Mighty Thor (2015 - 2018) that I've come to love. First, I'd like to ask you all to stop hating on the comic without having read it first. It doesn't make any sense and being petty for the sake of being petty won't benefit neither you, nor anyone, really. Now, about the comic itself - the art is magnificent. It's just gorgeous. Mighty Thor isn't , thank all the gods, sexualized, she is pretty buffed and generally looks like a warrior. As it is with the other characters, I dare say. The background truly captures the essence of every world Jane finds herself on. Action scenes are just the right amount and balanced with dialogue well. On a side note, it's pretty funny to read/listen to in your head the Shakespearean English cursive in which Jane talks as Thor. The plot line branches beyond this comic, starting from Thor: God of Thunder and leading to the War of Realms. And it is elaborately built in every issue. You don't know what to expect, yet it makes sense when it happens. Which leads me to the characterizations. My God, what a treat Loki is in this. Clearly, my opinion is kinda biased, since he's my favorite character, but you never know which side he's on. What his motivations are. And it just feels so... Loki. His writing is brilliant. Almost makes me forget what the MCU did to him. Also, he gets some daddy time with Laufey (not as kinky as I make it sound). Frigga/Freyja is just as awesome as in the MCU, even more, at least in the comics she calls Odin out on his shit, who btw is I guess an asshole in every version and universe. Malekith, the main villain, is unbearably despicable, I want to tear every page he is on. He really was mishandled in the Dark World, if you want some true action with the dark elves, you are welcome to enjoy. I saved the best for the end - Jane Foster/ Might Thor. Now, if you think Dr. Foster spends her time boasting about her worthiness and how Odinson is just called Thor, but she is Mighty Thor, you are horribly wrong. She just... does her job. Because the hammer chose her. Because there's no one else to do so. That's it. If you think there's some feminism involved, yes, there sure is, but it certainly isn't the reason Jane became Thor in the first place. It was not the creators going SJW because it's trendy, as such a mindset is honestly offensive to any descent creator with any self respect, but a well thought out story arc, which, I repeat, you have to read the comic to understand. Jane is not at all whiny about the hate she gets in-universe, not only from foes like Odin and who-not, but from Shield and generally people whose asses she's saving. Her having cancer is not something they pulled to provoke sympathy and make her look like a victim - on the contrary, she is a damn hero and a victor. I don't want to give out spoilers, but her being Thor is actually a giant sacrifice that no one really appreciates (both in-universe and in the fandom). She is not Thor to prove she can be, or just to prove "women can be heroes" - she doesn't have to. She is simply needed by the realms and so she does her job, even though she is called a thief, persecuted and generally hated. All that matters is that the hammer finds her worthy - the beauty and simplicity of that fact you will find out, for the last time, if you read the comic.

I'm not making you read the comic or watch Thor: Love and Thunder. I myself don't know what to make of this film yet because there's barely any information about it. I only know it will be based on the comic so that's a reason for my hopes to be up already. On the other hand, since I didn't like Loki's characterization in Ragnarok, I'm not sure what to expect from Taika. There are valid reasons to not like the idea of Jane returning to the MCU as Thor, which you are entitled to. However, reasons such as "why does everything have to be political these days" are not. Because if I had to make a list of everything politically related in the MCU, it would take forever. Steve Rogers kills nazis is the most blatant example. Make of it what you want. But I think we're far enough into the 21st century to realize art and real life are not that separable. It's undeniable that art affects people and that is to say, people everywhere. And they all have different opinions and aren't gonna like everything media is offering to them. And I wish I could simply tell you not to watch the movie but I'm a Marvel fan too and I understand that I can't just take away Thor from you because I want Mighty Thor as well. But none of us can stop Marvel from producing it. So, to quote an image I saw recently, I don't know how to explain to you that you should care about other people. Let the rest of the fandom enjoy what they want to enjoy. Yes, ik I can play around with the tags and avoid posts that unnerve me but, for example, I'm looking up Mighty Thor fanart, which obviously isn't anti-Mighty Thor, yet I get attacked in the comics for anticipating a movie that doesn't even have a full cast yet. Ik I'm not asking for too much when I wish to get the same internet experience (not only tumblr, but also insta, YouTube, Twitter, any site) as the Thor Odison fans, for example. I'm aware I cannot stop all the toxic fans and the trolls but I hope this post has inspired those of you who simply can't envision Jane as Thor, or don't like Natalie Portman in the role, or whatever eles personal preference that doesn't involve political issues and isn't harmful to the community, not to attack every post on your dash with hate. The movie is called LOVE and Thunder, for God's sake. (on a side note, is a franchise that is too afraid to show LGBT characters for more than 1 minute so as to not lose profit from China, THAT politically correct)

Anyway, that was a veeeery long rant, sorry to whoever reads this but, like, please, I put effort into this, hoping this time around I won't be the only positive reviewer of a movie, like I was with Solo: a Star Wars story (yes, I'm still bitter about this), which was boycotted for no apparent reason but was a decent film in reality, and I'm only bringing it up because it has a similar experience to Love and Thunder for getting hate before even being released. I'm not defending a billion dollar company that flopped in box office once, I'm defending the viewer's right to media they are interested in. If you don't like the character, remember - that's your opinion, not a fact that the character sucks. Kudos.

Not very easy to navigate, I advice you to do the research month by month individually for comics you'd like to compare. Also, if you happen to find more reliable data, pls say so in the comments.

Here you have the summary and explanation of the greatness of Thor: God of Thunder, Jesus, I'll go bankrupt if I buy this one too.

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Yes, I want to end the sales dispute once and for all, I'm tired of seeing it on my dash. This guy probably explains it better than I did.

@awesomejenlawrence you said you'd like to read this and I delivered

#natalie portman #mighty thor #marvel #mcu #mcu phase 4 #jane foster #thor odinson #loki #taika waititi #chris hemsworth #thor love and thunder #thor god of thunder #jason aaron #my thoughts #my rants #positivemindset #lovewins

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zeldadeservesbetter · 5 years

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Coffee With The Gals (And Some Shooty Shoots)

((So this is another one that happened in my gameplay. Tbh it's a really good plot and i need some fluff because last night i was vv sad with Arthur's Breaking Point. So here's the concept picture(s), enjoy!))

((Sorry if some of them are blurry, i use my phone camera because im at my dads house rn))

For the past few weeks, Arthur had been working hard. Instead of stealing and robbing, he'd found a new hobby that he enjoyed. He would go out and pick herbs and make poultices with them, along with elixirs that kept people in generally good health. Half went to camp, and the other half he'd sell. He didn't make a lot of money doing it, mainly because he always found himself giving the mixtures to those who were poor or homeless and couldn't afford it.

For the first time in what felt like forever, Arthur actually felt good about himself. Everyone in Valentine and Rhodes adored him, and he found himself being flustered by local women a lot often than he used to. A caring generous man seemed to be what everyone wanted.

He knew everyone in camp could tell the difference in his attitude, he was almost always helping with chores and smiling constantly, and that in general helped the Van Der Linde gang get their hopes up and be happy again.

Dutch had pulled Arthur aside one day, telling him he needed to take a break and just relax for a day, and that they would do all the hard work and bring in some money for camp.

Eventually, Arthur agreed and trudged off to bed, finally realizing how tired he actually was. It was amazing, he was so happy and full of joy for the first time that he hadn't really noticed he had been working himself too hard.

Collapsing on his bed, Arthur almost instantly fell asleep, hat draped over his head and his arm dangling off the side of his cot as he snored rather loudly.

The next morning, Arthur woke up with a loud yawn, stretching his arms. Almost immediately he was ready to go out and pick herbs, but quickly remember today was his "day off".

Smiling as he grabbed his coffee cup, Arthur walked over to the stew pot where the coffee was, mumbling a brief "good mornin' " to Tilly, Abigail, and Sadie, who were all sipping their hot cups of coffee, their faces bright for the first time since they got a new camp. In fact, he never really saw Sadie happy until just now.

"Morning Arthur." Abigail said with a smile, sipping her coffee.

"Morning Abigail. You always did like a nice cup of coffee." Arthur commented as he poured himself a cup, sipping on it quickly as he stood up.

"Nothin' like it." Abigail replied, taking a sip herself.

After a moment of silence and quiet sipping, Tilly had cleared her throat to speak.

"So Arthur, what's your secret to being so happy? I ain't ever seen someone smile as much as you do." She had asked, smile ever present on her face as she spoke.

"Ah, just pickin' herbs and makin' miracles, that's all." Arthur said, half-joking but at the same time it wasn't completely false. He had plenty of people come up to him saying that his stuff really worked and saved their lives. Huh, maybe he could become a doctor.

"That's all? You are one mysterious man Arthur Morgan." Sadie said with a chuckle, setting her cup down. "Well folks, I hate to be the first to leave but Dutch needs me on a mission. See y'all later!" She said, patting Arthur's shoulder as she walked away, waving goodbye.

"You know I watched that woman take down an entire flock of raiders without getting a scratch on her?" Arthur said, looking back to Abigail and Tilly, who were giggling softly at Arthur's remark.

"Yeah, she's definitely a brute, but she's smart too. I can't tell you how many times I've seen her threaten Pearson." Abigail piped in, causing all three of them to laugh once more.

These were the times that Arthur truly cherished, the times he wanted to hold onto and never let go. Unfortunately, the world doesn't work like that.

After a few moments of casually talking about their lives and what was happening, Arthur had decided he really needed to go somewhere to rest his weary bones and have a good nights sleep.

Saint-Denis really seemed like the only viable option, he wasn't wanted there, and maybe he could sell some of his "magic serum" there, and make a lot of money too. After explaining to the girls what he was going to do, they had already filled in some requests for him. He was very close with the women in camp, so he was sure he was going to get them all something along with Jack.

Packing up some things and changing his outfit, Arthur said goodbye to everyone in camp and headed off, taking only a rifle and his cattleman revolver since he didn't plan on killing anyone this time around.

Not even an hour into riding to Saint-Denis was he stopped at a bridge, by none other than the Lemoyne Raiders, who were armed with a small militia, and Arthur only had his two flimsy guns.

"Well lookie here, its that Van Der Linde boy, all alone with nothing to protect himself." One of the raiders said with a smirk, hopping down off of his horse to walk up to Arthur's, whistling with furrowed eyebrows as he checked the contents of his bag.

"Damn, it looks like he's carrying enough meds to heal the army! Haha, we'll be taking your trusty steed from you, but don't worry- we don't kill horses. Just men." The raider said, cocking his gun, ready to shoot Arthur if needed.

"Goddamn you monsters! You ain't taking jack shit!" Arthur cursed, his breath hitching as a gun was placed under his chin.

"Watch your mouth or I'll blow it to shreds." The raider said, causing Arthur to nod slightly as a man came over and took his horse away, walking it out of view.

"Well then, i think we're done here." The raider had said, smirk still present as he pulled the gun away and put it back in the holster.

Within the blink of an eye, Arthur had pulled his revolver up, firing five different shots, each killing a raider, including the one that was just threatening him, so only three remained.

"Holy shit! He killed Danny! Take his horse and run!" One of the raiders said, and before Arthur could reload his revolver a few separate shots were fired at him, one hitting him in the leg, causing him to scream out in pain and fall to the ground, hyperventilating as pain shot throughout his entire body.

"Goddammit! Why do I ever decide to leave camp?!?!" He cursed, shakily taking a bottle of his cure out of his satchel, dumping half of it on his wound, and downing the rest in hopes it would at least dull the pain.

Gasping, Arthur sat up and pulled himself out of the main trail, his wounded leg completely limp.

"well... Nothing to do now except wait for some poor soul to come by." He grumbled, propping his hand on his knee and resting his head.

".... Goddamn raiders...."

((So this legit happened to my poor Arthur right after i left camp drinking coffee with Tilly and the gals. Some godamn raiders stopped me at a bridge and they nearly got me, then i shot the guy robbing me and threw a stick of dynamite at them, and low and behold in the shootout they killed my horse. I killed them all, but i was rlly low on health and didn't have jack shit to cure it but this potent health cure which didn't even replenish my cores just upped them for a bit... Lmao so then i just sat there and waited for someone to pass by while slowly walking [my stamina was out to. Worst goddamn luck] and eventually after 30 minutes some guy passed by and i called him out then stole his horse and rode all the way to Saint-Denis, sold it, bought a new horse, and stocked up on supplies. You're welcome 😂😂😂))

#dutch van der linde arthur morgan #arthur morgan #lemoyne raiders #reddead2 #rd2 #red dead redemption 2

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ngame989 · 6 years

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(1/2) I've had a thought. It has to do with people's lack of interpretation of the episode Booth Buddies, and the failure of people who don't want Starco to happen to understand why Star and Marco can't go back to being platonic. And I think it in large part had to do with the leak of the kiss. When that image leaked, people from all sides backflipped into knee-jerk reactions. So much so that when the episode actually aired, nobody focused on it.

(2/2) Everyone was just waiting for that kiss, to either praise it or rant about it. Everyone had already chosen their reactions before we even saw the whole context, leaving only a handful of us to actually listen to what the characters where saying and deducing through their words and context clues what was actually going on: That Star and Marco have realized that their relationship has forever changed and that they can’t go back. I dunno, what do you think?

I almost fell out of my chair laughing when I saw this because of how ridiculously relevant your exact phrasing of the message is to my experience of the episode. I’ll get to my actual thoughts in a moment (tl;dr: BIG MOOD), but first;

Story time.

The Friday before the episode’s release (3 AM officially for me, but the rip from a particular cable company’s on-demand was available usually by 12:30-1 AM) was an incredibly busy day for me, which was fine since it let me keep my mind off the anxiety gnawing at me and my eyes off the internet, avoiding all leaks. News of the leaks existing came via Discord, but I carefully avoided all contents or reactions to them… until a close friend of mine came to me.

He had been spoiled by the thumbnail of the kiss on YouTube’s sidebar while watching totally unrelated things - of course this shocked him, so he grabbed just the transcript (not any other images) to sate his curiosity. He’s as gud a Starco boi as they come, but has a heavily cynical streak and trends towards seeing the worst in some things in the show. He didn’t spoil me, but I could tell that the leak was eating him alive - not in the expected “something big happened” way, but in that it was actually horribly depressing him, so I relented and asked for a bit more information so I could understand the situation more. His initial take was that Marco kissed Star, and her words after (”you’re my squire, I have a boyfriend” etc) were her legitimately turning him down and that this was “closure” to Starco, or at the very least a very negative sign of things to come. I didn’t (and still don’t) pass judgment on him having that reaction - it had been a rough season on us, to say the least, and everyone has their moments of weakness - but I simply couldn’t believe that was what was actually happening.

With that, I grabbed the leaks myself and dug into it a bit more to figure some things out. I did, miraculously, manage to glean the general idea just from the transcript (it was a panicked reaction by Star, not a rejection) and talked it over with him and it… at least did a good enough job to hold him (and me) over until the cable rip. Still one of the most stressful 5 hour blocks of my life though.

Cue the first release of the episode itself, on a fairly low res rip from cable. I knew what was coming,so I was trying to focus entirely on the why/how and not the what. Even knowing the words that were about to be spoken, I still wasn’t prepared for that entire scene once “What’s Different” kicked in, and I was crying a full minute before the kiss even happened. He hadn’t been watching the rip with me, but was in voice chat, and apparently my reactions were enough to get him out of that funk so hooray for that.

End story time.

The point in me saying all of this is that I have always attributed my understanding of the episode (as easily as it came to me, anyway) to the fact that I tuned my perceptions specifically towards sorting out the context of the kiss, without being affected by the shock of it in the moment. Maybe watching the episode leakless would’ve been a better experience, idk, but it ended up working out well enough for me.

The point about everyone latching on to their preconceived knee-jerk reactions is true, but it’s a (particularly explosive) microcosm of how people have always viewed this show, on all sides. It’s human nature to have knee-jerk reactions, but it’s an all-too-common tendency to stick with that even when the facts dispute it rather than re-evaluating your feelings when presented with new information. I wasn’t here myself, but I’ve seen old reactions from stuff as early as Sleepover where people refused to believe or accept what happened at the end - OK, sure, maybe a handful of people had a cable outage in the last 20 seconds of the ep and legitimately missed the moment proving Star was crushing on Marco, but in 95% of cases it was clear as day that people were twisting what they saw to fit their own ideas.

This happened again going into Season 3, when fans had been twiddling their thumbs throughout the spring and early summer with endless art and fics of Star crushing hard on Marco, and then Battle for Mewni highlighting that even more, only for the SDCC clip a few days later to throw a wrench in the works. Clearly that itself lacked a ton of context, and I don’t hide the fact that I myself was on the “it’s a flashback” train for a while. After the Calarts thing and the episode title leaks confirming its legitimacy, I accepted that something Tomstar was coming, but I was still kinda hung up on my preconception there and didn’t “get” what the point of it was for quite a while. Even with my failings there, I can say with confidence that most of the Starco fans were way worse about it, and still don’t see the point of any of it even to this day - same underlying failing of twisting what actually happens to fit the knee-jerk feeling.

And Tomstar fans in Season 3 repeated this pattern by completely ignoring the fact that Star wasn’t really in love with Tom at all, or that she was still growing closer to Marco, and their views of her actions were warped to fit their narrative of “Star chose to date Tom and he is changing to improve himself, so therefore Tomstar is getting better” without considering the underlying arc of where Star’s heart truly lies.

Even now, even among people who do claim to “get” the message of Booth Buddies, there’s another deeper underlying presumption many people have that the show is just a soap opera now. OK, sure, this season has lacked a lot of the lightheartedness of the past (specifically within Star and Marco’s relationship). I can even say that, with some exceptions, I had less fun watching Season 3 than Seasons 1 or 2 because of this, and it’s a sucky feeling I want to go away - I’m sympathetic to the plights of Starco fans, I truly am, BUT that doesn’t change the fact that my primary goal is to understand the messages the show is trying to convey, and the execution therein, when analyzing it. This extrapolation of the presence of (completely justified, and directly addressed as an unwanted thing in-universe) awkwardness and tension between Star and Marco for the last 1.5 seasons leads fans to assume there will just be more of the same for the sole intent of stringing the fandom along, and that’s a nearly superstitious level of false pattern recognition.

The Booth Buddies leak, then, was the perfect storm of this bullshit. An incredibly controversial (both in and out of universe) action, not only lacking context, but presented to the fandom in most cases by other fans with their OWN preconceived notions via YouTube video titles and whatnot, and with an entire season’s worth of anxieties fueling those reactions. The fallout still would’ve been bad without the leaks, but this particular combination of issues was a Weapon of Mass Obstruction launched at the fandom’s collective desire or ability to figure it out.

#answered #lawchan89

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lilai1018 · 5 years

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Thoughts 25

I've finally tested today.

A solid negative.

Though prematurely, Im hoping it's accurate and not just a false-negative. It's been what? 3 weeks since the incident? Im expecting my period this 30th so I thought why not end the anxiety earlier before I either get or miss my period right?

This is a somewhat personal entry so I had Mugi麦 sit this one out and decided to write it myself.

You see I've conflicted feelings about the result. Dont get me wrong, Im more than happy that Im not gonna have a mini me soon because the last thing I want is a freaking souvenir from that asshole.

The thing about it is just that feeling of failing to have something to grasp onto as evidence of what he did. Not that I would prefer having a child from his doing though. Everything is just as invalid as it seems already.

Somehow, through the 3 weeks of contemplating, I've managed to partially bribe myself into hoping for a positive result just so that I can convince myself that what happened really did happen. That all my claims were valid. Something to hold on as concrete evidence.

It was tough enough to think that there is nothing left to do to apprehend him or something. We dont even know where in the world he is right now. I have nothing except to have faith that karma finds him and do the rest.

As of this writing I've finally come to terms that this is a lost cause. That maybe it really is just a "lesson learned/charged from experience" type of thing. It's apparently without any kind of trace except for a few people who knows the truth and a few emotional scars that I know I can manage to hide over time.

It's really painful in my part. At this point do I have a choice though? It's as if the only option held out for me is just to forget. Think of it as something like a dream and just learn from it. I should just shove it at the back of my mind and use it as a backup file so that I wont make the same mistake twice.

Along with that choice is the decision to get along with my life as normal even though forced. I'd get the hang of it eventually for sure. I can trick people into thinking that Im slowly getting better but I know I cant fool myself. I'd hide behind a mask soon and I'd keep the struggles behind closed door.

I mean how do you expect me to completely move on? Moving on needs to be fueled by forgiveness. How do you actually forgive someone who's not asking for forgiveness? The least i can do is hollow out myself into an empty shell and hide behind forged truths in my mind.

Im also actually considering the fact that I didnt have to tell this unfortunate tale to my parents and aunties since it's just a dead end that will cause nothing but worry and anger in them. Maybe I could bribe my cousins to keep this within just the 3 of us. What happened in Qatar, stays in Qatar. (Though ironically when the ultimate goal do happen they'd still figure this one out since it's here and forever lost in the internet. jokes on me. haha)

I guess you could say this plan is better than being a solo parent to a child I didn't plan and want to have. Worse than that is explaining that his/her father was a coward waste of space in this world. I can deal with myself and my tendencies better than dealing with emotions of other so yeah... maybe this is a better turn of event for me.

Cheers for my upcoming period this 30th! Maybe the only time Im pretty excited to be bleeding for a couple days. Hoorah!

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sagebodisattva · 5 years

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The Implementations of Potentiality

So a common gripe about the implications of mind over matter is that, whatever it is that needs be done is not immediately clear, and therefor there is a problem of applying it. So then, let's talk about practical application. As I've indicated many times before, the reason this is seemingly so difficult to implement is because of the conditioning of the consciousness, which is fixed on a description of reality that doesn't reflect the truth. We could refer to this false description of reality as the “monkey in the mirror”, syndrome.

And right away, this will get people angry, for the truth is obvious, isn't it? We are material creatures in a material world, or maybe even spirits in a material world, and all you have to do is look and see it. We see a world, so it must be out there. We see objects, so they must exist on their own. We can point at them, hold them, weigh them and toss them around, so wow, they have mass, density and volume; shape and a location, so this really is powerful evidence that what's most real and existing is found externally, independent of the mind, which, of course, is simply a byproduct of whatever it is that is producing these materials, aka, god, or the big bang.

These wrong conclusions then become the foundation for a lie that is accepted as the truth, and hence, all subsequent observations and experiments that inevitably follow build upon this lie, until finally the truth is so deeply buried, so completely and utterly covered over with layer after layer of empty complex appearances, that all possibility of discovering the truth becomes next to impossible, so much so that, even if the truth is somehow presented, and not instantly shot down by the automatic defense system that keeps the false description locked into place, it will be extremely hard to comprehend, very easy and comfortable to dismiss, and likened to an impossibility of functionality, since thinking about it doesn't produce empirical insights nor tangible results. Not to mention that, even thinking about it is a rare possibility of chance due to the attention being trained to fixate on a plethora of distractions and diversions. Who wants to even consider these things when there are so many desires to chase, and so much perceptual sense candy to consume?

So then, how is one supposed to negotiate this dilemma? Well, we can start off by making a conscious effort to treat reality differently then how we've been treating it thus far, via our default conditioning. Rationality, reason, logic, and common sense, which, in conjunction, adds up to the common narrative in most people's heads, all serve as restricting parameters that keep the matter over the mind. And we like that idea, don't we? It relieves us of all responsibility. Whether it be a god, or some random event of a material universe, something ELSE has got to be responsible. So what is most clear and present and obvious becomes overlooked. The clarity of the attention loses lucidity and becomes forever transfixed on the perceptibles of illusion, never again to be able to consider the source of attention; unless there is an intervention.

Enter the Meta Sage.

And I say unto you, guess what? Despite what you thought, no: you are not a byproduct of produced materials, believe it or not. Your persona is a byproduct of illusion, just as the world and all the objects contained therein, but the source of attention is not of illusion. That's why when I say to ‘redirect the attention to itself’, it should be understood that this doesn't mean yourself. The source of attention and the persona, or ego, are two different things. I'm not asking you to focus the attention on yet another inventory item. I am asking you to focus the attention on attention. Let the attention follow the attention towards where it emanates from. This is drawing the attention to the seeing itself. It's not accurate to equate this to "looking" at something, as you do with your eyes. Pure awareness isn't another persona based perceptual life experience. So, try to use the attention to follow awareness, as opposed to constantly scheming to find some way around the truth. The source of attention is the truth, and the wellspring of appearances, and hence the source of all subsequent perceivables.

In a manner of speaking, it can be said that awareness can form attachments, which could be called "anchor positions", and these serve as the centers that manifest realities. An anchor position affords a reality more mass and density; a continuity, which gives the impression of the actuality of a solidification.

If right now, this very second, you are dreaming, then where is the source of this reality? A dream is manifested from potentiality, and potentiality can be equated to imagination. We could say it's nothingness, because it's source isn't anything found in inventory. It produces all inventory, but doesn't have any distinction of quality itself. Potentiality is the source of awareness also. So awareness, which is an imagination agency, imagines, or dreams if you'd like, a very elaborate arrangement of appearances that are conducive towards deluding awareness of the truth behind these arrangements of appearances.

So we should begin to examine these features through our connection with them, so that we can be more able to utilize metaphysical tools. We don't explore this connection for the motive of an inventory outcome, or delusional gain, we explore it for expanded lucidity, of which, automatically affords one what is needed. So we should really be looking to apply ourselves to this reality without the old description of reality. It's completely OK to toss that description into the garbage can...

“But no! No!”, others will implore.

“You shan't do that! It's important and ACTUAL. Please don't discard the description! We don't want you to be free. We'd rather you listen to a me. Please pay attention to a me! You've been content with compete disempowerment up until this point, so why are you not ok with it now?”

You can feel free to simply ignore all this noise. Assume this reality is a product of the mind. You can go ahead and presume this reality is a product of the mind. Allow yourself to perform experiments and examine the nuances. It's going to be revealed to you at death anyhow, so you might as well become aware of it sooner and then take a run with it. See if you can figure out how to utilize metaphysical tools of awareness

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5hfanfiction · 7 years

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Leaving All I've Ever Known - Chapter 1

This is a story of what happened to Camila after she left Fifth Harmony. It’s December 2017 & it’s been exactly 1 year since Camila started her solo career. She’s been a success so far, charting alongside Fifth Harmony who’ve just finished their 3rd album & tour.

With all 5 of the girls’ life heading into directions they’d only thought could happen in their dreams, will they ever cross paths again? Or are Fifth Harmony & Camila destined to pursue their already seprate singing careers alone?

Read the next chapter @1000camren on Wattpad

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“So something like ’I have always encouraged you to be fearless, to do what makes you happy…’”

“I want to write ’to live your life in the name of love and do what makes you happy.’”

“… Sure. That’s fine. Now mention how excited you are to finally start your solo career and do your own thing.”

I look up at Roger, slightly taken aback but not completely surprised by his bluntness. My eyebrows are furrowed. I’m deep in thought trying to think of the best way to voice the ideas he has for me in my response to Fifth Harmony’s letter.

“How about ’as scary as it is to take the leap’…” I pause, trying to think the best way to address the fans. “I am excited and full of joy because I know that no matter what happens, I am following my heart.’?”

From the corner of my eye, I see Roger pacing back and forth, trying to come up with a better idea than my own for my final goodbye letter to the harmonizers. It’s a tense time. I’ve hardly gotten any sleep. What Roger and I decide to present to the world will impact mine and the rest girls careers. We have to be smart about this.

“That’s good… keep that. Just end it with ’I hope to see you on my journey.‘ We’ve got to keep as many of those harmonizers on our side as we can.” Roger laughs, amused by his comment.

I briefly smile at his response that I knew was a joke. But what if they do abandon me? I know for a fact some will hate me. But will there be enough fans that like me remaining? Am I nothing but a wannabe solo artist that used to be in a girl group?

My breath begins to pick up and the pounding in my head, that hasn’t stopped since last night, intensifies. My anxiety is out of control at this point. Everything from worrying about the fans and their uncertain loyalty to me, to worrying about my family and the repercussions this letter might have on them and to my bandmates… or ex-bandmates. To Fifth Harmony… to Fourth Harmony? To Ally, Dinah, Normani and Lauren.

“Uhh, then put ’yours sincerely, Camil-”

“-Wait, I’m not saying goodbye to the girls?…”

Roger stopped pacing to look at me. I don’t think he expected me to be so serious. Which I was, very serious. I had been on this 4 year long journey with 4 people that have dictated and moulded who I am today. Waking up with them, eating with them, even being in the spotlight with them changed everything about me. The least I could do was write a paragraph detailing what I know is an endless list of things I want to share with them. The memories, struggles and bonds I’ve had with them individually. If not for them, then for the harmonizers. Let them see how much I loved every single one of the girls. It’s a love that will in no way ever deplenish. It’s forever expansive because as they grow and I grow separately, the memories that forefront Fifth Harmony will be the good ones, and not the bad ones that have been tainting my recollection of being in the group lately. I couldn’t imagine a stronger friendship between 5 girls formed from something so plastic.

I looked down, clearly upset that this letter, that’s meant to convey everything my heart had left for Fifth Harmony, for one last time, was being edited and composed almost without my hearts input.

“We would be crossing too many boundaries that me and Fifth Harmony’s management have already worked long and hard for to exist. Distancing you and them is the key Camila.”

That’s what Fifth Harmony’s management seem to be trying to do to with the letter they wrote about my departure from the group. The girls didn’t write that, I’m certain of it. We had discussed and talked about how I was feeling, way before today. Being in Fifth Harmony became too much for me, not the singing or touring or meeting fans, no, not what the world sees. But the countless hours in the studio, having to regurgitate the same 5 sentences over and over again to press. There was no room for expression. No self expression. The only way I could do that, was during the rare moment I had to myself. Those seemed to reduce over the years, especially in 2016. And I guess management didn’t like our forms or retaliation, or when we confronted them. So getting my own manager and collaborating with other artists, gave them the perfect opportunity to present me as an individual from the group.

I weakly nod my head anyway. This is how things are now. In many ways, this is how things have always been. Management got the last say, but this time, I’m alone to accept and deal with it all.

“Just write ’yours sincerely, Camila.' and post it.

"How about ’love, Camila.’, you know, make it a bit more heartfelt?” I can’t believe I was asking Roger for permission on how to end my letter.

“Okay. Then send it.”

I looked down, typing out the last words that I’ll ever be allowed to direct to Fifth Harmony.

C - a - m - i - l - a.

That’s it. Goodbye Fifth Harmony.

“One minute, let’s me check if everything’s correct.”

Roger began scanning the text that I feel like I’ve wrote and rewrote 1000 times already. “Frozen yogurt, blah blah blah… live your life… my journey, love Camila. Good. That’s good, now post it.”

My finger hovered over the publish button. Once this is out, it’s out. There’s no doubt people are going to scrutinise and pick on everything I said. They’ll manipulate my words. They’ll do everything they can to ruin me. By 'they’ I mean my ex-management. Maverick will make up false rumours. I’m calling them out, and to retaliate, they’ll try to ruin me.

Maverick and our labels ruined everything I’ve ever cared about in the group. They completely cut our creative outlet, we barely got a choice to what outfits we wear. They’ve ruined friendships… relationships.

They will do as they please, so why not push it that extra bit further?

When Roger turns away, I add in an extra 4 letter long word after 'love’. A final middle finger to management and the label. They know exactly what the word means to me.

o - n - l - y

*click*

I press send and wait for the world to react.

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Hi! Thanks for reading my new fanfic! To read chapter 2, go to @1000camren on Wattpad :)

#UPDATE #series #non AU #camren #angst drama #family #humour #romance fluff #submission #Leaving All Ive Ever Known

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