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sebek-zigbolt · 7 months
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astrologydayz · 6 months
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ASTROLOGY FUCKING NOTES3
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MARS CONJUNCT JUPITER IN SYNASTRY can show a great deal of sexual chemistry between 2 people! Sometimes a little2 great?? It can shift at times, love. Sex can be a daily thing here! Jupiter encourages Mars competitiveness, and Mars leans on Jupiter4support/wisdom or just their "happy, go lucky" attitude. They can really enjoy being out together, instead of just staying home. Can sometimes end up doing wild/stupid things 2gether, because they don’t know their limits - UNLESS some serious Saturn/Cap is involved ofc. Look at sign/s/&house/s 2 c how this conjunction exactly plays out!
MARS SQUARE JUPITER IN SYNASTRY can show sexual attraction yes, but it will cause a loooot of friction. Jupiter being very "U know I'm always right", & the Mars person coming with 40 reasons why the Jupiter person is not right. Endless battle of different beliefs, not coming2an agreement. Jupiter "knows best", &Mars won't “put up with it”. Jupiter can "belittle" Mars, with their "preaching" a lot. Can also show different sexual preferences later in the relationship. Look at signs+houses2c why Jupiter feels a need2 be better than Mars, &why Mars won't let Jupiter take a win.
MARS OPPOSITE JUPITER IN SYNASTRY can show chemistry - AT FIRST. The Jupiter person loves to provoke the Mars person - make them go loca/make them feel like there's something wrong with them over the smallest things&Mars acts out by getting mad or aggressive. Can also show that they have different needs, when it comes 2 sexual things after a little while - what they want, need, how they go about it etc. Look at signs+houses2c why Jupiter feels a need2test/play games with the Mars person &why Mars can't use their "higher mind" instead of acting out
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Look at your Chiron persona chart 2 c what kind of hurt you've been through/will go through.  Let's say u have SUN CONJUNCT IC IN PISCES in this chart, then that shows us that your father has/father figure/s/ have hurt u VERY deeply, when u were/are at home with them. They would/will hurt u with their "drinking”/"drugs", or "unrealistic expectations" (Pisces). It can also be that your dad wasn't even around/gone a lot, & that's the "scar". It follows u throughout your life, even when it's in your persona chart.
🤍  SUN SQUARE/QUINCUNX MOON in this chart, causes a scar between the way u express your pain through your ego - Sun, and how u really want your pain 2 be seen with your Moon/how u emotionally seek to feel comfortable with showing your pain. They don't work together, before u finally learn how 2 live with whatever self expression you're meant to have. Internal fights with yourself because again, you show your pain one way (through your sun), but that's not the way your moon feels content/safe showing your pain, when it squares your Moon.
SUN TRINE MOON in this chart can have an easy time "healing" their Chiron with the way they express themselves (Sun), and with how they find a balance between pain and healing. They can even help other people, because of their ease, 2 find a way 2 stay sane, while going through pain - (Trine). But as I always say. I don't believe u ever "fully" heal your Chiron, so ofc it's not always good with this aspect either. Chiron is pain, and most people do not heal their Chiron. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
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I’ve already said this on my old blog, but if you’re interested in seeing your husband/Wife - future husband/wife = LOOK AT YOUR GROOM ASTEROID - 5129 PERSONA CHART/BRIEDE ASTEROID - 19029 PERSONA CHART JUNO PERSONA CHART shows the people u truly commit 2 here in life - people who doesn't want 2 marry - their folks shows up here<33 - it also shows u how, & what u need 2 commit<33. Look at ADRASTEA asteroid - 239 PERSONA CHART 2c the traumas u couldn't escape/can’t escape. If you're a WOMAN, & a man has/or men have caused u trauma/sexual trauma, please look at your LILITH PERSONA CHART - 1181).
Look at ABUNDANTIA asteroid - 151) PERSONA CHART 2 c how, &where you receive abundance/where you’re “lucky”. Look at your ANGEL asteroid - 11911) PERSONA CHART 2 c where you're the most "protected"/where people can't fuck with u. It also shows u your "job” here - “contracts” you’ve made, before coming here. Look at your MONY asteroid - 7782) PERSONA CHART 2c where u can make a buck/Where u will, or won't have problems with making/getting money. Look at your JACK LONDON asteroid - 2625) PERSONA CHART 2 c where you'll get the biggest “wtf, is this really happening to me, moments”. Good or bad.
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MARS CONJUNCT/SQUARE/QUINCUNX NEPTUNE can show a person doing drugs💊/getting high🍁/or drinking a lot🥃. Can love getting high/drunk, bc they love getting away from "reality"/loves "being in their own world". Hating being "present" here&now. "Reality sucks sometimes"💋. VENUS OPPOSITE ASC/CONJUNCT DSC typically gets very beautiful romantic partners throughout life, & experiences very loving relationships/marriages. They themselves can also be very loving towards their close partnerships - business relationships even/or just towards their very close ones - like lovers/close friends or family members. Relationships with models/artistic/entertaining/or creative people = something u see very often here2. They don't really like to fight/argue with the ones they hold close, but would rather just be in loving relations. Unless Venus is afflicted, ofc.
JUPITER CONJUNCT NEPTUNE usually has some top dollar insights into what the fuck we're doing here. They get "downloads", without them knowing exactly why they suddenly know something/they just know they're right in their belief/s. They can be really into spirituality, "mystical things", & "things people won't always believe in". Can be quite “protected” from somewhere2. People can also feel "small" next 2 this individual, cuz they're typically seen as this "larger than life" person. "Lucky2be around them".
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nyxyxx · 5 months
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Godly Desires - Part 2 -
So yeah here's the second part. A little rough but the next few should get more interesting. I. II. III. IV.
As usual this story will contain yandere themes and religious themes so please proceed with caution.
"For you"
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An apple? You blinked twice, confused. You hesitantly reached up towards the mitachurl's hand and took the apple in both of yours. After gazing at it for a while, as if looking for permission - you took a bite of the apple. It was delicious. It tasted so real it almost entirely discarded your belief that this was a dream.
You sat in the hilichurl camp there for a while, as they kept gifting you with seemingly random food and materials, but they seemed overjoyed with it regardless. It was an odd feeling. Despite the fact that they were known as dangerous monsters, they showed such kindness to you. You were almost compelled to just live among them for as long as they'd allow you to stay - but you knew you had to keep going.
You had to continue down the path, to find out how exactly you got here, and why. So, after a long time of playing with the hilichurls, you said your goodbyes, and they said goodbye too - or at least you think they were saying goodbye. You weren't exactly the most knowledgable on hilichurlian.
You walked down along the beach, trying to figure out where in Teyvat you could be. It didn't take very long for you to notice the tip of a very recognizable cathedral. So you were in Mondstadt. That made sense, you supposed. It was where the traveler first woke up, so it would make sense that you would appear here too - except you were on the opposite side of Monstadt.
It would take a while for you to reach Mondstadt just by walking, and you weren't even sure what you should do when you got there, but you might as well start now. You turned back towards the hills and kept walking, resting by trees when it got too dark, or hanging out in more hilichurl camps - where they always seemed to welcome your presence.
It was safe to say that you did not go hungry. Though, you could really use a change of clothes. They were starting to feel all gross. You luckily were by a lake, and well - you might as well take this opportunity to bathe and wash those clothes.
You were a little worried about being spotted, but figured you were in a quiet enough area that it was unlikely. Or if it were monsters, you had little fear of being attacked by them. So you carefully stripped down and submerged yourself in the lake, trying to adjust to the cold temperature of the water.
When you were finished washing yourself - you reached back up to the rocks to grab your clothes to wash them as well, only to find that they were gone. Wait...gone??? Panic began to set in as you realized that you were currently naked and stuck in some lake in the middle of nowhere. What were you going to do...?
You stared at the water for a while, tucking yourself as closely to the edge of the water as possible, as you just thought mindlessly over what you were going to do next. That is, until you heard a voice.
"Excuse me, by any chance do these clothes belong to you?" A voice called out, and you instinctively hid yourself lower into the water. "My bad, I don't mean to invade your privacy. I'll just leave these here." The man said, before you listened to his footsteps get more distant. You slowly lifted your head up to look, only to find the man in the distance standing behind a tree, facing the other way, waiting for you.
You looked back to the ground and found your clothes returned, though in a slightly worse condition, but regardless, you hastily threw it all on no matter how wet they were going to get. Once you were done, you ran over to the man in the distance, who slowly turned his head.
"An animal must have stolen them," he began, "I was out for a walk and saw them on the ground by the grape vines. The animal must've left them there after it realized there was no food in them." He smiled.
You were sure you knew who the man was, but that suspicion was only confirmed when you glanced down, and saw the pyro vision hanging from his belt. "...Diluc?"
"Ah right, yes I'm Diluc Ragvindr, at your service." He seemed a little surprised that you knew his name, but internally, his mind was on fire. You, of all people, knew his name. He could barely contain his joy, although it was nearly impossible to tell from the outside.
"Oh. Nice to meet you. Thank you for helping me there." You said, a little taken aback. at your service? what did he mean by that? Regardless, you felt like you might as well thank him for helping you.
"Please do not mind it, I am only doing what should be done." He said, only showing as slight smile. "If you would like to thank me properly, how about I invite you for a drink?" He asked. He hoped you'd say yes.
"Oh sure. Lead the way then." You failed to notice just how exuberant he actually was that you agreed. It has been a while since you've last talked to - or even seen - someone, so you were a little bit lonely. You also figured that you could get some helpful information from him, so you might as well take this opportunity.
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soon we're actually gonna get into the more entertaining parts but that's it for now. The next part is gonna have a lot more Diluc which is nice but also terrifies me I'm so not prepared to write him. Taglist @mmeatt; @iamapotatoe; @clavichordcleffa
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dabislittlemouse · 7 months
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tainted angel 🪽 (pt.2)
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PART 1 // PART 3 // PART 4
ෆ DABI X HAWKS’ LITTLE SISTER
ෆ cw: Dabi being a flirt and a pervert, corruption kink, smut and dubcon incoming
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“So.. Dabi”
A red feather quickly finds itself on my neck, its sharp point pressing against my pulse.
“Let’s start by telling me what the hell you’re doing here. And being friendly with my sister, out of all people” Hawks asks sternly and I can’t help the grin on my face. He is fuming and I’m living for it.
“Hey now, you’re being rude” I rasp out, faking a hurt expression. “Is this how you treat your friend?”
“Enough with games. We’re no friends and you know it. How did you find this place? I swear if you hurt any of the-”
“Chill birdie..” I interrupt him, rolling my eyes. “I’d appreciate first if you got this feather off me. Before I burn it down, that won’t be fun for ya, will it? The little angel inside told me how sensitive feathers can be, even when they’re off your back. Really interesting.. ”
Hawks swallows and removes the feather, letting out a deep breath and trying to calm himself down. Probably mentally cursing his dumb little sister for spilling so much information to a man like me.
“To cut things short I tried to find some information on my own, cause see, I don’t really trust ya, hero. I’m sure you’ve been doing the same behind our backs, searching information regarding any villain in our squad”
Hawks chuckles, clearly a forced one. I’m one second away from blasting flames on his face.
“Come on Dabi.. you’re way too paranoid. After I’ve proven myself loyal to the cause multiple times? It’s kinda unfair don’t you think? Other members of the liberation haven’t gone through such intense stuff so you could trust them. But you still think I’m suspicious.”
“We’ll see about that when the time comes.” The smug smile fades off my face, seriousness replacing it. He needs to know he can’t fool anyone, not me at least.
“It wasn’t hard to find out information about you. But of course finding out that you got an angelic sister was the cherry on top of it all! All sweet and nice to savour~”
Now Hawks was the serious one here.
Ouch, struck a nerve there?
“Listen here, and listen well. I’m all in to help you guys achieve this cause and join forces, but I want you to stay out of my life. Away from my family, you’re going too far Dabi” he growls, approaching closer, while I stand there looking down on him. He really is shorter than me, such disadvantage.
“Tch, you really think I’m gonna hurt em?”
“Who knows, will you?” he replies, golden irises focused on my teal ones.
“I won’t hero, that’s all about it” I smirk, stuffing my hands in the pockets of my jacket. “If you’re fully loyal to us and to the cause, then why so paranoid? Why so scared? I would never harm someone who is loyal, or their family for that matter. I’m not that fucking stupid”
I let my words sink in and the hero stays silent for a while. This is all a game and I know exactly how it’s gonna go. Especially now that I got myself a little gem, Hawks is going to think twice before doing anything funny.
“Alright, all I’m saying is, do not involve her or anyone else in this. She is neither a hero nor a villain, let her live her normal life and don’t mess it up. She doesn’t know who you are, nor my association with the League. I’d rather kept this all hidden for both of our sakes, won’t be beneficial if the word gets out”
“Y’got it” I click my tongue, fully aware that I will do the opposite. I didn’t have time to have further conversations with my angel. Besides from being a sight for sore eyes, I want to know all the thoughts in that brain of hers. What goes through her mind, her opinions on different topics, what does she think of hero society? Does she have her own ideologies and beliefs? For sure she is not just a brainless doll who does nothing but sit pretty all day.
Still, even if that’s the case, I will use her whoever I see fit. Been a long time since I had some real fun, and having a brainless little doll sitting nicely on my cock sounds just about right.
Fuck, thinking such nasty thoughts when her brother is right in front of me.
Little does he know that I got her number.
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*2 days later*
As I head back to ReDestro’s mansion, familiar voices of my comrades fill my ears the moment I step inside.
“Hey Dabi, where have you been dude? You can’t keep ignoring your duties as a lieutenant!” Twice says.
“Don’t worry about that Twice” I sigh, ignoring his gaze and heading upstairs to my room.
Though it’s not that easy to escape their interrogation the moment that psycho sticks her nose in my business. Fuckin’ great.
“Mmmm, do you smell this?” Toga asks Twice as she comes closer to me. “Such a sweet pleasant scent~ can’t believe it’s coming from you out of all people, Dabi”
Ouch.
“And what do you mean by that?” I raise an eyebrow, annoyance clear on my face. “Careful with your words psycho.”
“Ahh no didn’t mean it in a bad way! Usually you just smell like cigarettes.” she giggles, then her eyes widen in realisation. “Wait, don’t tell me you are seeing someone?”
“Dabi seeing someone?” Spinner says from the other side of the room, Compress turning his head as well.
Yep, that’s my cue to leave.
“Hey Dabi don’t ignore me!!” Toga pouts. “Tell me is it a girl? Who is she? She smells so sweet!”
Damn it angel, the trouble you already got me in.
“None of your goddamn business.” I say sternly, though I can’t help the small grin on my face. That’s all it takes for the little psycho to blush and squirm in excitement. God knows what kind of romantic crap she’ll be daydreaming from now on.
Laying down on my bed, I let out a sigh and grab my burner phone. It’s strange though, how I’ve always been chasing my goals and dreaming of revenge, my mind focused nowhere but only on the hatred burning deep inside of my core.
My only goal was to bring down this society built on false heroes, but as my eyes laid on her, it was like a ray of sunshine swept through the dark clouds in my life. I never gave a fuck about having fun around with women, I’ve been focused on more important things to let distractions take over me.
But when it comes to her, I am a depraved man.
I dial her number, and patiently wait for her to pick it up.
“Hello?” she answers with a sweet voice that has me biting my lip already.
“Hey angel~”
She paused, her breathing changed. Bet she’s blushing the moment she recognises my voice and the nickname I gave her that day.
“Dabi?” she replies, her voice a tone higher, clearly filled with excitement.
“That’s right” I grin. “Kinda missed your pretty ass you know?”
“Missed me?” she giggles. “We literally met just two days ago, how could you miss someone you met for the first time?”
“Got no idea, you sure you don’t have some kind of seducing quirk? That scent of yours been lingering on me for too long. Anyway, I hope Hawks didn’t make a big fuss that day, angel”
I remove my jacket and shirt off, feeling hot and bothered already.
“He is very overprotective sometimes, it’s annoying” she replies. I can already imagine her cute pouty face.
“That’s how big brothers are, way too overprotective of their little sisters. Can’t really blame ‘em”
My mind suddenly goes to Fuyumi. Was I overprotective of her too? Can’t remember.
“Princess.. you got any plans tonight?” I whisper.
“Mm not really” she mumbles. “Why? You wanna visit me again?”
“Why not?” I smirk. “Seems like you enjoyed my presence that day”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself. I just want to make sure guests feel comfortable that’s all” she snaps back, but I know too well that’s a lie.
Before I can say something back, I notice the bulge in my jeans growing.
Shit. All it took was her voice.
Lazily I unzip my pants, while I let her talk.
“Tell me angel, you already got a man in your life? Didn’t get the chance to ask earlier..”
“If I had a man, I wouldn’t be talking to you right now” she says, I can hear the teasing smile in her voice.
“Is that so? You that loyal huh? Such good girl” I say as my hand lazily strokes my cock.
A soft gasp leaves her mouth at the praise and I squeeze myself slightly, precum already leaking down my shaft.
“W-Well, that’s how everyone should be” she continues. “But to answer your question no, I don’t have anyone”
Even if you had, they wouldn’t live to see the next day.
“And in the past? For sure a gorgeous thing like you has both men and women salivating”
My mind goes on her swollen tits and soft thighs, my breathing gets harder. That plump lower lip of hers..
“N-None of the sort. I don’t have much experience in relationships” she says shyly. This grabs my attention, little angel is inexperienced. My cock throbs in my hand, I swear if I keep edging myself like this-
“Ngh- Y’gotta elaborate on that sweetheart” I manage to reply. “Y’never kissed someone, been intimate and stuff like that?”
“I’ve had my first kiss but- whenever I tried to go further I just couldn’t..” I can feel her breathing get irregular again.
My chest gets heavier as I edge myself at her voice, my hands moving faster, the tip of my head red and swollen, begging to be stuffed inside that sweet cunt of hers. Just the mere thought of it has me salivating, abusing her pretty hole until her voice goes sore from screaming and her eyes puffy from crying. The metallic piercings decorating my shaft heat up, making the feeling more tense as I reach my high. Like a drug, her voice is sending me over the edge
“Umm Dabi, you still there? You alright? W-what’s going on?”
“Mmhm yeah. M’still here-fuck” I let out a grunt, trying my best to keep quiet as I bust on my hand. Hot thick cum coating all my fingers, and I can’t help but think what a waste this all was. I could’ve filled her up to the brim with this.
She swallows nervously. “Anyway I think it’s time for me to sleep. It’s getting late. We can meet another time”
“Yeah sure thing” I say, trying to catch my breath after that orgasm. “Sweet dreams, doll”
After she hangs up, I look at the mess on my hand. So filthy. And for some reason I do not feel ashamed of this behaviour. Probably for the fact I’ve made my mind up that she is mine, so I can do whatever the fuck I please.
And with that being said, I decide to pay the sleeping beauty a little visit tonight.
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Tagging: @touyalove @awalkingshame @mostlyheinous @dabislittlebeaniebaby @dabihawksluva @syrenkitsune
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restinslices · 27 days
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Okay I have a request. Can you please do MK1 Earthrealm men headcanons in bullet point format reacting to a 2 week sex ban? 🤭 You can come up with reasons why there was a ban in the first place. Also would the reader fold or the men first?
Took a lil minute since I had irl shit but I finished
Johnny Cage
Johnny's big mouth is the reason the ban happened 
Johnny is big on PDA and he shows you affection a lot. It's cute, but it makes some people wanna barf 
Someone would make a comment calling you both gross and asking why Johnny had to be on you like that, and Johnny would defend himself 
“It's not me! It's them! They couldn't function without me touching them”
This would result in a confrontation and you saying it's the complete opposite and then it'd lead to how much sex you have and then you'd challenge him to a ban 
At first Johnny is super confident 
Two weeks without sex? Piece of cake! If worse comes to worse, he could always sneak away and use his hand 
For the first couple of days it's pretty easy. He's not THAT feral 
Once the first week passes, he's struggling 
Everything seems to turn him on and he can't get any privacy. It's like you can read his mind because every single time he tries to sneak away, you're right behind him. He's real close to asking if you have a power you haven't told him about
So naturally, he tries to get you to fold first 
He tries everything. He flirts more than usual (which is already a lot), compliments you, rubs against you, kisses you longer than need be, anything and everything 
You never break and it frustrates him beyond belief 
How are you completely fine when he's struggling like crazy?
“You can go two weeks without having sex with me? That's insulting” “No it's not. You're just a big baby”
Needless to say, he doesn't make the two weeks 
If you wanna be nice, you can make him apologize then have sex with him after 
If you wanna be mean, you can make him apologize but still make him wait the 2 weeks
He's begging you to be nice 
Kenshi Takahashi
Kenshi is the one who brings it up 
You're all over him and he's ok with that, but you both should be focusing on training. Liu Kang is choosing a champion for Earthrealm soon, but you seem too busy jumping on him 
He told you that you two should be focusing more, and you argued that you are focused 
You are? Alright. Prove it. 
And that's how the sex ban happens 
It's not that Kenshi isn't struggling. He is. His determination is higher tho
Remember this is when he's at the Academy and he's trying to restore his clan and get his sword back from Johnny. So he's real goal oriented right now 
When he gets frustrated, instead of going to have sex with you, he just tries to think about his goals and the outcome he wants 
Your frustration also pushes him to keep going. As asshole-ish as it sounds, it's hilarious to him 
Watching your attempts to seduce him and trying to get him to give up genuinely makes him laugh 
Salt in the wound because IMAGINE rubbing against him and he laughs at you
Sickening 
The more frustrated you become, the more determined he becomes 
At some point you tell him you give up 
Now I see this going 1 of 3 ways 
A) He accepts your defeat and gives you what you want 
B) He makes you go on and on about how his focus is better than yours, and he still refuses to have sex with you and makes you wait 
C) He has sex with you but doesn't let you finish since you lost 
Depends on the day and his mood 
Kung Lao
I can see his situation being similar to Kenshi’s but not exactly the same 
Let's paint the scene 
You're at the Academy and Kung Lao isn't really focused. He's so convinced he'll be the Earthrealm champion but he keeps slacking off 
When you mention this, he dismisses it. Yeah, he spends a lot of time under you but he trains too! 
That's when you say that if he's not chosen to represent Earthrealm, then he can't touch you for 2 weeks 
Him not being the chosen one? Yeah fucking right 
… 
… 
Well shit-
Surely you're not serious though- oh you are? 
He tries to find loopholes and convince you to drop it 
“It's not like we had a contract” “Come on, you can't be serious” “Two weeks? That's excessive! Two days tops” “It's not like I just want sex. You want it too. I won't be the only one suffering”
You don't budge 
He's frustrated because he didn't get the damn lightning amulet and he wants to let it out but you're not letting him 
And his hand isn't the same 
He tries to convince himself that he's fine. It's not a big deal. He can make it. Yadyadya 
I can see him making it through the 2 weeks but he's so visibly unhappy 
And do not laugh. He'll wanna kill you 
It's so obvious he's dying on the inside. His eyes linger way too long on you 
He took the L at the mini tournament and now he feels like he's taking an L now. Back to back slaps in the face 
And you lecturing him about how he could've possibly beaten Raiden if he focused more irritates the life outta him 
He gets it! Damn! Let it go and touch him 
You do not and he's forced to wait the 2 weeks 
Be aware that once the clock strikes midnight, he'll be on you immediately 
Raiden
Aight y'all I'm lowkey running out of reasons 
And because of that, imma say he just heard about the shit on google. Maybe someone was saying it could benefit the relationship. Idk. 
He brings up the idea and you agree to it 
Now I don't see Raiden wanting to have sex all the time so I don't think 2 weeks would be that difficult for him 
Does he struggle somewhat? A little 
And I mean a little 
It's not on his mind all the time and when he’s in the mood he reminds himself how little time he has left 
He's also training new recruits at the Academy so that keeps him busy and distracted 
He definitely wants to have sex at some point but it’s not something pushing on his shoulders
It’s not bothering him the way it bothers the other Earthrealm men
As for you, I believe in you making it as well 
Like I said, Raiden doesn't want sex all the time so it's not like you're fucking like rabbits. So 2 weeks ain't that bad 
He's also gone for some time so it's not like you're seeing him all the time and wanting to fuck on him 
If you're training new recruits as well, you're both busy and fucking around new recruits ain't a good look 
The two of you make it through the 2 weeks. Congratulations! 
Your prize? There is none
Just a little fun for the two of you to do
Maybe you'll do it again and try to go longer 
I think overall he can probably last around a month
Liukang
Before I even say why this happened, let me just say you are NEVER winning this 
This man has incredible patience. This is the same guy that rebuilt society and waited hundreds of thousands of years for his friends to come back. Do y'all really think he'll struggle with not getting his dick wet for 2 weeks? 
Now why does this ban happen? I'm so glad you asked and I'm definitely not grabbing at straws here- (or is it grasping?)
Now idk the timeline and how much time passed in the game so excuse me if I'm wrong 
Let's say the bullshit with the other Shang Tsung happened over the span of 2 weeks 
When shit started picking up, Liu Kang thought it would be best for the both of you to have space 
He doesn't mean like, a breakup type of break. He just means “hey, we can't be distracted. We should try and give each other space so we can be more productive”
You can be around each other but things like dates, and sex aren't happening until shit is fixed 
Now, like I said, Liu Kang is fine 
He's thinking about everyone's safety. Not sex. 
And that doesn't mean he doesn't wanna have sex with you. He just knows he needs to focus right now 
Trying to convince him that he can spare a few minutes to be alone isn't gonna work with him. 
“This'll help you too. Your will, your resolve, your-”
Insert other monk type shit he'd say
You can try and try and try to convince him but he'll always say no
He'll hug and kiss you but that takes a few seconds 
You can tell him that he spends more time sleeping than fucking but he'll disregard that 
You can try to flirt with him and touch him but he'll seem unmoved 
In reality, he's definitely hormonal when you do that but he's not clawing at the walls. He could last a lot longer than 2 weeks 
Once the bullshit is over he'll do what you want for as long as you want 
Might bring up doing it again as a joke but you seem like you'll try and kill him so it never happens 
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daisydaphne · 9 months
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𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 - 𝐁𝐍𝐇����
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Characters: these three dumbass.
Warnings: pregnancy mentions, established relationships.
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Midoriya Izuku:
• Such a warm heart.
• He literally cried the whole wedding, and afterwards too. He swears that he doesn’t have any tears left to cry but it’s such a lie.
• He’s not that husband material as it is said. Yes, he does everything, but 50% of the things are completely wrong. He cooks! But he breaks the glasses. He also clean the house! But breaks the expensive vase your mother gifted to you.
• Honey, he’s so spoiled. Since you’re an excellent lawyer, you always gift him the best suits and expensive things. He swears he feels bad, but always goes to work saying “this??? Oh, it’s a gift from my wife”.
• Well, it is well known that this man would be a perfect father. It was a mistake, but you got pregnant after 2 years of marriage.
• When you told him the news, he couldn’t stop crying -happy tears- for almost 10 hours. After that, he just bought so many baby items that were imposible to count.
• He truly loves his baby boy. Izuku swears with his heart to protect you and the little boy no matter how. He has never been happier than this.
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“honey, I think it’s time to have the chat with the baby.. “ Izuku told you unexpectedly. “He needs to know how amazing All Might is!!!”
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Katsuki Bakugo:
• He is the most loyal/dumbass person you know.
• Since the first day, he knew you would be his wife. Something inside him woke up the moment he saw you.
• He is INDEED a well mannered husband. The first weekend of every month, both of you eat in a 3 star Michelin restaurant just to spend time together.
• Since both are excellent business workers, you always gift him nice items and so does he. He bought a pair of baby shoes, but never told you about it.
• Your baby was planned. Katsuki just wanted to have a family with you, if you were comfy with. You were happy about it, and after 2 months, it happened.
• When you told him the news, it was the first time he cried for so long. He couldn’t believe that he would use that baby shoes for the first time.
• He swears he doesn’t care if it is a baby girl or a baby boy, howeeeeeever, he only buys girly things.
• When he knew it was a baby girl, he felt so proud and now worried of the world.
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“Stop being so stubborn! It’s time to grow up, little girl” Katsuki is angry because his little girl just broke his new lamp.
“You are a stubborn with 40 years old!! It’s time to grow up, daddy”
Oh boy, you just had two Katsuki Bakugo in the same fucking house.
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Shoto Todoroki:
• He’s kinda chaotic.
• He truly doesn’t know anything about established relationship. His life has been chaotic, but he’s a fast learner.
• He doesn’t know a shit about a calm place and true love, so little by little he’s getting used to. He only wants to be happy by your side.
• He doesn’t care about expensive gift, so please invite him to your place to eat something and watch a movie.
• He realized that he wanted to marry you when he woke up next to you. Something inside him felt right and in peace.
• But kids ???? No, not a chance. That is the opposite of his beliefs.
• However, it was a crazy night and you got pregnant. He was in shock, and left for 2 hours.
• You didn’t know where he went, or what happened during that period. He arrived home with pampers and baby things.
• He knows that he can be better than his dad, just needs a little courage, you know?
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“What a surprise, I wasn’t expecting two babies…”
He was truly in shock when he saw two little humans being exactly like him. One baby girl and one baby boy with his eyes fully opened, watching his daddy with excitement.
“I hope I can make both of you happy”.
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drchucktingle · 1 year
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buckaroo responses
we are having some good talks on twitter so wanted to copy and paste here for tumblr buds to see. here are three responses to my post about buds not believing in chucks sincerity.
BUCKAROO RESPONSE #1: This is so valid! Just because your work includes humor doesn't mean *you* are a joke and being treated that way hurts
CHUCK: dang perfect summary in one tweet that took me a whole handful of rambling posts to get to. yes. this is it exactly. thank you bud
BUCKAROO RESPONSE #2: I kind of have a thought about this, because there's a type of neurotypical behaviour that IS like this and is meant to be inclusive -- but often fails, especially online. It's a combination of ongoing jokes (T-Rex arms is one of those) and a weird kind of teasing ...
CHUCK: wow yes. absolutely. it is neurotypical buds trying to be inclusive with 'jokes' that are not landing right because 1 my art is sincere and 2 being autistic means i rarely 'get' jokes like this. this is good clarity and probably why it does not upset me. i know they mean well
BUCKAROO RESPONSE #3: I think that a lot of people (including me, at one point) see the concept for things like Pounded In The Butt By My Own Butt and get hung up on the perceived absurdity, thinking that's the point. They're not looking at it as a deliberate choice intended to express something.
CHUCK: thank you also great comment. i think my work has a lot of ABSURDITY but in the 'philosophical sense' not the 'comedy sense'. in many ways my personal beliefs are absurdist standing in opposition to nihilism and without awareness of these philosophies it can seem like a joke
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soulprompts · 2 years
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"𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙊𝙒 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘽𝙊𝙉𝙀" - 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙄𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎.
hi friends!! basically, i watched the teaser trailer for season 2 of shadow and bone, got excited, began to reread the soc duology, and then these happened! or rather, i found an ancient unpublished fic i wrote after the first time i read the duology, and decided to make that a problem for everyone else! i hope you all enjoy these, you don’t need to have seen the show nor read the books, i actually think many of these are fairly fandomless! i just wanted to explain my inspiration! DON’T ADD TO THIS LIST! i’ll make more lists like this one! ily all, bon appetit, go forth and write or read or nap or watch tv or something!
" my goodness, you're not nearly as stupid as you look! "
" you have all the answers right in front of you. you just need to look at it differently. "
" don't presume that you know me just because you've heard a few rumors and read a few articles. "
" there's certainly more to you than meets the eye, isn't there? "
" i urge you to remember exactly who it is you're talking to. because while others might appreciate your tone, i assure you, i do not. "
" i'm concerned that you mightn't understand what discreet means. because the path of chaos you've just created is exactly the opposite of discreet. "
" you owe me a favour. i'm here to collect. "
" i thought it was a good time to pay you a visit. it's been so long, after all; and we have so much to catch up on. "
" you are not your father/mother/parent's child. not by anything other than blood, and that's not even on the spectrum of importance. "
" i was wrong about you. "
" you know, i was warned not to get involved with you. people insisted it was a fool's decision. but i held out hope that you'd prove them wrong. now's your chance. "
" i'm not the sort of person to fuss over hurt feelings. you're either of value to me, or you're worthless. so prove to me that you're not the latter. "
" you honestly think i don't know where you go each night? i'm not blind nor an idiot. i just trust your ability to return home unharmed. "
" have you told anyone else about this? "
" there are no children anymore. only survivors. childhood and innocence are luxuries afforded to the privileged. not us. "
" i offered you an opportunity once. to build a better world together. we both know how that turned out. and now, you come crawling back, begging for... what? mercy? forgiveness? "
" i'm with you. always. no matter what happens, i will be right by your side. do you understand? "
" we're a team, aren't we? teams stick together. even when the leader is being a prick. "
" ...i was really worried about you, you know. you scared me earlier. and i'm not saying it to make you feel bad, it's just... promise me you'll tell me if things get bad again? "
" i can't pretend to understand all this stuff you've got going on. but i do promise that i'll be here to help you through it all. alright? "
" there's a job that needs to be done before we get to work on the big task. that's why i'm here. you'll be helping me/us to complete both jobs. payment upon completion. "
" you and i aren't as different as you want to believe. that must be why you're so angry. because looking at me, all that i've done... it's like looking in a mirror. isn't it? "
" people are scared. they need a leader. and right now, like it or not, they're looking to you. so go on. lead us. "
" you've come up with some really insane plans over the years, but this is just defying any amount of belief. "
" look. i don't care if people underestimate me. i actually enjoy it. they see me as an idiot, they drop their guard, the end. but i need you to know that i'm not an idiot. okay? "
" people have died. we can't let that go unpunished. "
" the world is changing. and if we don't get ahead of it, then they'll be the ones to decide what it changes into. "
" right! what's the plan, then? and god help the lot of us if you don't have one. "
" not all of us can afford the luxury of a conscience. "
" don't make the deadly mistake of presuming my actions reflect weakness. too many have made that same presumption. and not a single one of them lived to tell the tale. "
" you're scared. i can tell. the shaking, the look in your eye... you want to run. don't. you'll waste precious time and energy, and you'll need it all if you want to live. "
" everything is gone. it's all smoke, ruin, obliterated. is that our legacy now? our reputation? destruction, devastation, death? is that who we are? "
" we've fought against powerful enemies before, but this is beyond that. if we want to get out of this alive, we need to be smarter, stronger, better than we've ever been before. "
" don't forget why we're here. there's far more at stake than our lives if this goes wrong. "
" you're the only person here i trust. we need to stick together, watch each other's backs. just because everything's changed, doesn't mean we have to, too. "
" i can't think of anyone i'd rather be doing this crazy, ridiculous, nearly definitely lethal mission with. let's go out with a bang, eh? "
" you people are completely insane. but you're also insufferably good at this sort of thing. so let's go save the world, shall we? "
" why are we fighting so hard to save the lives of people who hate us, anyway? "
" you're the best there is at this sort of thing. i'd hate to see the one who got the better of you... "
" look at them all. going around, fussing over money, clothes, land... do they ever realize what's going on around them? do they ever see the bigger picture as we do? "
" you're clever. good. it's nice to have a challenge. but you should know now, you'll want to be a hell of a lot smarter than that if you want to go up against me. "
" you and i both know the risks. we both know what people like them are capable of. tell me it's all okay, and i won't question you. but if it isn't... we need to be ready. "
" it's lonely and vicious at the top. i can handle that. but you... you wouldn't survive five minutes of this life. "
" you can't survive in this world without growing a thicker skin, and erasing that naive belief that you can trust anyone you meet. least of all me. "
" if you're knocking on my door, i can only imagine it means you're here to collect. and by your demeanour, it's one hell of a favor you'll be asking, too. "
" i understand your anger. i've lived with that sort of rage for many years of my life. but you need to set it aside, understand? we need you calm if we want to get out of here. "
" oh, don't get all sentimental. i saved your life because you're worth more to me alive than dead. it doesn't signify any degree of care or affection. "
" you have one hell of an inflated ego, you know that? we were told this job was impossible. that's not a challenge. that's a fact. it is not possible. even for you. "
" i've heard it all before. one more job. one more mission. one last heist. but there's always more. it's like some sort of obsession for you. searching for another thrill. "
" enough! this is it! don't you see that?! we almost died! you almost got killed! if the saints are kind enough to save us today, it's only so we can quit while we're ahead! "
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a-d-nox · 6 months
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greek asteroid observations (part 1)
these observations are completely hypothetical. they are based on my (the those closest to me's) experiences with each aspect/ placement! please don't take everything i say as predestined, astrology is possible outcomes not guaranteed ones. this is just a starting place for when examining singular objects in an entire galaxy (these are not the only asteroids in affect for you). take what resonates and leave what doesn't!
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⚡︎ libra (7°, 19°) and taurus (2°, 14°, 26°) adonis (2101) people tend to be very in to "being aesthetic" and making things look aesthetic
⚡︎ people tend to be jealous of 7h adonis (2101) people's lovers/husbands
⚡︎ virgo (6°, 18°) amphitrite (29) people don't reject people lightly; often they end up criticizing them and telling exactly why they won't be with a person who admires them
⚡︎ 7h amphitrite (29) people are likely to get cold feet on their wedding day
⚡︎ mars-amphitrite (29) people often refuse to be the pawn in someone else's game
⚡︎ saturn trine amphitrite (29) people often raise the bar for people's expectations over time
⚡︎ sagittarius (9°, 21°) anteros (1943) people might be the fun idea people but others often get the credit for putting their idea into motion
⚡︎ 9h anteros (1943) people often have a lot of friends in college
⚡︎ saturn opposite anteros (1943) people are prone to feeling alone and as though no one is there for them like they are there for others in their time of need
⚡︎ cancer (4°, 16°, 28°) aphrodite (1388) people tend to have a lot of family drama
⚡︎ virgo (6°, 18°) aphrodite (1388) people can be very critical of their romantic partners
⚡︎ pluto negatively aspecting aphrodite (1388) people often have a lot of obsessive lovers that don't know how to quit / leave them alone post-rejection
⚡︎ nn positively aspecting aphrodite (1388) people may feel fated to help others see/find their beauty
⚡︎ part of fortune negatively aspecting aphrodite (1388) people may feel like they are unlucky in love/romances
⚡︎ air and fire apollo (1862) people are often very poetically inclined, while water and earth apollo (1862) people are often more musically inclined
⚡︎ moon negatively aspecting artemis (105) people might not enjoy the feminine companionships they find in this lifetime
⚡︎ mercury negatively aspecting artemis (105) people tend to be antisocial and often do not feel that they get along well with others
⚡︎ scorpio (8°, 20°) asclepius (4581) people might have a voluntary surgery one day or a cesarean section
⚡︎ 4h and 5h asclepius (4581) people are likely to foster children
⚡︎ 8h asclepius (4581) people, like asclepius himself, often have an idea that will break the mold and scares others
⚡︎ libra (7°, 19°), taurus (2°, 14°, 26°), and/or positive aspects to neptune astarte (672) people are good at hiding in plain sight via clothing, makeup, etc.
⚡︎ 7h astarte (672) people are likely to have a foreign partner they meet in their home country
⚡︎ higher thinking and/or religious beliefs tend to be suffocating to 9h astraea (672) people
⚡︎ mc-astraea (672) people tend to look down on the general populace (they see them as savage or lacking morality)
⚡︎ 7h athene (881) / pallas (2) people are likely to get a divorce at some point in life, but they are likely to walk away with a lot of "shared assets" - they would make great family/martial lawyers
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triflesandparsnips · 6 months
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Lot of takes going around the internets about certain "deaths" in the ofmd season finale, so, uh-- guess it's time for me to try and lose some followers on tumblr dot com with
Some Thoughts on Why I Am Not Particularly Bothered or Concerned about Izzy's Apparent "Death"
Laying the groundwork first...
1. Narratively speaking, Izzy's been a dead man walking since the start of the season. Babe shot himself and got a rebirth-- but he still definitely intended to die. Every minute he was still around was borrowed time.
Did he have to die? Maybe not. I know I could've written a version of the show where he didn't. But then that would be my show-- not theirs. I can't know exactly what themes, bugbears, bête noires, catharsis, or artistic Vibes are driving that writers' room, and until the credits run on the finale of the third season, none of the rest of us can either.
2. Izzy spent the season being in a liminal state-- and there's nothing in the story saying that he can't continue doing that. Izzy spent the season having one foot in one space, one hoof in the other, and himself halfway through the door, a chimera of mirrored things right up to his "death": pirate and ship, hard and soft, old ways and new, etc etc. But "the gravy basket" is a weird little liminal space between life and death, a place that both Ed and Buttons have found (and returned from) before. We don't know where Izzy "is" right now-- he could be there.
(tbh, I wonder how much poor feeling we'd be having about all this if we'd gotten a final tag of a blue-washed Izzy staring down at a bowl of soup while helplessly saying "but this isn't gravy, what the fu--")
3. I think there is an unfortunate belief that "it's not real unless you see the body" is a universal -- or perhaps inarguable -- "fact" of storytelling. But it's not. It's just a bit of narrative shorthand that got popular, and now we're too ready to fall into the trap of believing the inverse is true too-- that if there is a body, then there must therefore have been a "real" death.
This season has spent quite a lot of narrative time and effort telling us that its story is using a different model, with different shorthands; specifically, that magic is real, that there is at least some kind of existence after death, and that the dead can be resurrected.
And that brings me to the meat of why I'm not particularly bothered or concerned about what, at this stage of the story, could still very well be just a minor setback--
4. This whole show, and particularly this season, is a fairy tale. It's a story that works with fairy tale logic and tropes, and it's in conversation with other fairy tales too, ones that the OFMD audience is likely to know well enough to spot their narrative beats in action. So "Pinocchio" gets mentioned a lot? Cool-- the audience applies what is commonly known of that story to this one ("a real boy", the mirror-opposite being a puppet with no nose, etc), and finds some Cool Shit. Then they're primed to keep looking for fairy tales, even unnamed ones, in case there's another little nugget of reward-dopamine for finding a connection.
So the fact that we saw a mermaid? Suddenly, I personally am noticing "Little Mermaid" motifs all over the place. That Ed was in a "sleep like death" -- after fucking around with a spinning wheel -- until his prince came to wake him? Well fuck, man, that's Blackbeard playing "Sleeping Beauty" for us all.
And bringing it all back to a "dead" Izzy Hands... when I add up a "dead" body surrounded by a bunch of laborers mourning the person who nominally kept their living space nice AND who was wanted dead by an authority figure for the crime of being the "better" version of what that figure wanted to be...
...well fuck, idk about the rest of you, but to me that all adds up to Izzy's story being Snow fucking White. Waiting for someone to come pull the bullet poisoned apple from his body so he can live again.
5. This is a second season. Of three. And Izzy Hands is the writer's favorite chewtoy, so there is lots of time, space, and incentive to bring him back. If there's a third season, we have a pile of ways he could be brought back over the course of hours of literal viewing time and possibly months of in-narrative time. That's ages.
And the solutions don't have to be difficult! For instance, we still have canonical hallucinations from Stede-- that's one route. Or fuck it, we could have Izzy's (very solid-looking) ghost be the embodiment of their being haunted by the Sea, that would work too.
And even barring all that-- his grave is right there with our heroes. The ship is out there hunting down his murderer. Even if you're happy he's dead... bad news, friend. He's all over the third season landscape. (uh oh, it's GNU Izzy Hands)
But those are just a few options that leave his body rotting but his character still alive. I happen to think we could all dream a little bigger, darlings. For instance:
A. You cannot tell me that these writers, on this show, with these actors, would not absolutely go all in on a zombie-esque hand thrusting out of the dirt mere hours after burial. Look me in the eyes and tell me Con O'Neill wouldn't pull off an entire digging-out scene only to end with himself panting beside the hole, looking around, hearing Ed and Stede being weird in their haunted hut, and wearily say, "Are you fucking kidding me."
B. Don't like zombies? Want to stay closer to the Snow White vibe AND introduce a love interest for him? One hyphenated word: body-snatcher. Gotta dig those bodies up fresh for the Definitely Historically Accurate anatomists of the time! But oh, says this New Guy, this corpse is-- wow, it's weird that they buried him with a rose and really amazing makeup and a truly extraordinary number of whittled whales, plus what's with that horsey leg grave marker, this guy must've been fucking fascinating, man, I wish I could've met him-- --at which point Izzy's hand shoots out and chokes the guy half to death and the lads come tumbling out of the house and ta da, mission accomplished, Izzy resurrected in 5 minutes or less with his horsey leg conveniently beside him and an entire season for himself and everyone else to Deal With It, amazing, fantastic, no notes from me.
C. Come to think of it, there is genuinely a non-zero chance that the crew just. Fucked up the burial. I mean... even though I was just arguing why we shouldn't see it as Law, we didn't actually see the body. We saw a grave. What did they bury him in? Was it a box? Was it some canvas? Did they definitely pick up the right one when it was time to bury him? Or did they maybe carefully make him an ahistorical safety coffin just in case a cat demon came to bother him and his corpse wanted to make a fuss about it, y'know, very common, could happen to anyone, and Frenchie just so happens to have Blackbeard's old collar bell right here--
6. Here's the bottom line, imo: The only thing that would keep Izzy really actually dead and completely removed from the story is a lack of narrative time and space-- and we have plenty of both. Stories are like Lego. If you've got enough time and you're willing to play with pieces from a whole lotta different sets, it's not hard to put the same elements together in different ways to get new, exciting configurations. It's why I'm actually rubbish at predicting exact details of stuff-- there are a lot of ways something could go, there are infinite doors out of problems the narrative seems to throw at us, and no two people will come up with the same thing because we're all different.
That, to me, is one of the big ways I personally enjoy and engage with stories. And it's why I genuinely can't be fussed about Izzy's death, not when we're only two-thirds through the story as a whole; observing someone setup and then try and execute a complicated narrative trick is my jam.
But my way of engaging with all this is by no means the best or only way. How we all interact with art, and what speaks to us, is extremely personal. If how this season and Izzy's death went just didn't work for you, that's okay. I'm sorry it wasn't the story you wanted it to be. That blows.
I just know I can't say yet that it didn't work for me. I won't know until I can take in the entire picture, just as I can't judge a finished Lego set by the one piece I step on midway through construction. I can see different ways Izzy's death/rebirth could absolutely work, but will the writer manage it? I dunno.
But I'm willing to wait and see if the stupid puppet can pull it off.
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Not Quite A Cure
〚 Day 2 - Quest for a Cure 〛
〚 Pairing - WandaNat x R 〛
〚 Summary - When Natasha is miserable beyond belief, it’s up to the two of you to try and get her feeling better 〛
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“Natasha you can’t cure the common cold.” You sighed for what must’ve been the fifth time that evening as the sniffly Widow pouted miserably, “Not even Wanda’s magic can do that, you’ve just gotta ride it out honey.” 
That answer didn’t seem to please your girlfriend however because she simply mumbled something because pulling the surrounding blanket more tightly around herself. 
“Cant you go on a quest for a cure or something? Go pester Bruce for one.” She sniffled miserably
 She wasn’t usually like this when she was sick. Normally she’d be stomping around insisting that she was fine, and that’s what she had been doing, for the first few days at least. Now she was on day 5 and much to her annoyance, wasn’t feeling any better at all. So, she’d decided to give the opposite route a try – wallowing in her misery. 
You watched as Natasha continued to pout, her nose red and her voice barely more than a croak when she muttered, "It’s so stupid! I can't even breathe properly, and my head feels like it's going to explode." 
You couldn't help but sympathise as you ran your hand through her messy hair, "I know, sweetheart," you said softly, placing a hand on her forehead, which was burning with fever, “You’ll be okay though, I promise.” 
Just as you were contemplating how to lift her spirits, the door to the bedroom creaked open, and in walked Wanda, carrying a tray with a steaming cup of tea. She wore a gentle smile as she offered out the hot drink, “Here baby, drink this, okay?” 
Natasha accepted it gratefully, trying to hide her wince of discomfort as she pushed herself to sit up in the bed, “You really can't just magic this away?” She looked up to Wanda with her glassy, green eyes, trying to cling onto the last glint of hope she had. 
“It doesn’t work like that Tasha, I’m sorry.” The witch murmured apologetically, “Technically I could alleviate your symptoms a little, it’d only be temporarily but they’d only come back worse, and we don’t want that, do we?” 
The redhead only shook her head as she sipped the hot liquid. It didn’t have the intended effect however as she ending up coughing and spluttered on the tea instead. It was a chesty, congested cough, one made which her misery obvious. 
“Poor girl.” You mumbled, handing her a tissue to which she spat into and wrinkled her face in disgust 
She crumpled up the tissue, leaning over to throw it in the wastebasket by the side of the bed, “Ugh, sorry.” She apologised weakly, clearing her throat to rid her voice of its raspy undertone. 
Wanda shook her head as she softly rubbed her shoulder, “You don’t need to apologise, now I know we can’t exactly cure this but do you wanna try and clear out of some of that congestion?” She offered, looking towards the bathroom. 
You picked up what she was hinting at and slipped out of the bed and headed into it, leaving Wanda to bring Natasha when she was ready. You shut the bathroom door behind you and turned the shower onto the highest setting. 
Before long, the room was filled with hot steam, enough to bring you to a light sweat. As if on cue, the door behind you opened a little, and in shuffled your two girlfriends. 
Nat had changed from her hoodie and into a thin vest top at Wanda’s request - she didn’t want her to overheat.  You moved to cup your girlfriend’s face, somehow under the bright LEDs she somehow looked paler, her red cheeks and nose becoming more prominent. 
She took a deep breath, the warm mist instantly soothing her irritated airways. She closed her eyes, leaning forward slightly to allow the steam to surround her. Her shoulders relaxed, and her expression shifted from one of misery to one of slight relief. 
You watched as Natasha's chest rose and fell, the steam gradually working its magic. Minutes passed, and then suddenly, Natasha let out a pronounced and unexpected "Hhi-hh’tshhu!” She inhaled deeply and then sneezed again, "Hh’tschoo!” 
“Bless you darling.” Wanda whispered, heading back to the bedroom to fetch the box of tissues, “The steam helping a little honey?” She asked, handing her the box. 
The assassin nodded, taking the box as she sat down on the floor, “A little.”  
“Just keep breathing the steam in sweetheart.” You instructed, as the two of you kneeled down to sit beside her, “It’ll get rid of all that nasty gunk in your head.” 
As the minutes passed, the warmth and moisture continued to work their soothing magic on her congested sinuses. She let out another gentle "Hh..Hii’shu!" as she rested her head against Wanda’s shoulder, her body feeling heavy with fatigue. 
Wanda ran her hand through the redhead’s dampening hair, “Try to stay awake sweetheart, I know you’re tired.” She handed her another tissue when Nat leant away to sneeze yet again, murmuring a soft ‘bless you’ in Sokovian as she did so.  
Natasha shook her head, before blowing her nose, “Mm’not gonna fall asleep.”  
Oh but she did. 
Still, neither one of you had the heart to wake her when the redhead’s tired eyes fell closed once more and you could feel her grow relaxed against your front as she gave into the lure of sleep. 
“She’s exhausted.” Wanda sighed, coming to sit beside you, letting you lean your head onto her shoulder as the two of you kept Nat close-by. 
“Should we get her into bed?” You whispered, rubbing your thumb over the witch’s hand before tucking a dampened strand of hair behind her ear, “You’re tired too love.” 
“We both are but let’s just stay here for a little bit.” She murmured, looking down lovingly at her sleeping girlfriend. 
“Okay, just for a little while.” 
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milkws-world · 1 year
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Bitter// Simon “Ghost” Riley
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Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x fem!reader
•Readers call sign is Circe!
Warnings: ANGSTTT, descriptions of burn out and sad feelings, ghost being a little bit of an ass, two adults sorting their shit out
Summary:
“I’m sorry doll, I really am” he was pressing his forehead against yours now. “I’m not any good at this either, if you couldn’t already tell. But I wanna try, wanna try for you.” Your hands reached up to wrap around his wrists, you felt like you were about to burst. You knew how rare it was for him to say stuff like this and the fact that he wanted to try was pulling at your heart. “Don’t even wanna think about losing you and the fact that I made you doubt that-.” He cut himself off, he looked like he was trying to regain his composure.
A/N: Heyyy lovelies, long time no see. This can be read as a stand alone or as a Pt.2 to Cold Hands. There is a second part to this one with all the spicy stuff so don’t worry😋. I’ll probably be posting that next Monday or Tuesday.
It had been a month since the night he had stayed over at your flat. The night he touched and caressed you like it’d be the last time. You had been intimate before, there was no denying that, but the fact he stayed that night changed everything. You had feared it’d been too much too soon; your mind was a mess compared to the tidy and organized side of the bed opposite you, his side.
He had been deployed with Price and Gaz onto some mission you were only given brief details about.
Urzikstan. Massive cargos. Illegal weapons. Capture the target.
You were on R&R(rest and recuperation) by the captain. Usually, you would have been at the door of his office as soon as you received the news, but it had been a long fucking time since you’d gotten some proper rest. The dark areas underneath your eyes, scars that were still in their healing process, rough hands that could barely be flexed all the way due to the death grip you constantly had on your gun, and the tightness in every single muscle were all indicators towards the fact you needed a break.
The physical aspect of it all was only the beginning to the burn out you had felt coming long ago. You felt like shit to put it quite plainly. This month had you feeling empty and mentally exhausted beyond belief, when these long missions were finally done you no longer felt any sense of accomplishment just relief that it was finally over. It had been hard to get out of bed alone that morning no warning, no note, no nothing. You couldn’t exactly say you were surprised but anything at all would’ve been nice, because it’s what you would’ve done for him.
Now maybe that’s just you going out of your way or falling too hard for a man whose face you had never even fully seen. But it’s also just basic fucking respect from your point of view. Not having much to do was really starting to take its toll on you, too much thinking and reading into things you were sure weren’t even there was driving you insane. But it was only a couple more days before they’d come back to base, before he came back.
Meeting debriefs after missions is always quick, everyone just wants to get out of that room and cleanse themselves of all the horrors and grief that comes with the job. It was coincidence really; you didn’t even know they had gotten back. It was when you and Soap were on your way to the mess hall that you saw him, and he saw you. He had to have. You were right fucking there; you swore your shoulder even grazed a bit when you passed by.
“Glad to have ya’ back Lt.” the Scottish man said. You could tell he was hanging onto that last bit of sanity by the sag in his shoulders and the dragging of his feet, but his eyes said it all for him.
“Soap” the word came out dry and curt, a vocal representation of the man himself.
That was it, no nod or a glance of his eyes over to you to acknowledge that you were there. Just skimmed right past you. That was fine you tried to convince yourself, it’s probably what you were like after coming back from a mission. But it hurt, yet again you knew you shouldn’t expect much from him. You were a grown woman you shouldn’t be thinking about such a short and simple moment like a teenager in high school who can't wait to pass by her crush in the hallways.
Soon enough it had been two weeks since they’d been back, and everyone had gone their separate ways to recover from possibly the longest past 6 months of their lives. Those two weeks on base were hell though and you had never been gladder to be in your own plain and undecorated flat by yourself. He completely ignored you, and you had tried to come up with reasons or justifications but there just wasn’t any that were good enough for you.
It was the third day after the group returned when you tried talking to him for the first time. You figured you’d give him some time alone to gather his thoughts and recover from the long mission, but he was not up for your antics. You had caught sight of him leaving the mess hall and decided to excuse yourself from the group. Your small and quick steps making work to catch up to his long strides.
“Ghost” no response. At this point you were starting to get annoyed.
“Simon” you said more quietly as you were now only two feet behind him. He turns around and meets your soft gaze with a plain one. He looked almost bothered, you could feel it in the way he turned around with the slightest bit of hesitation. “Hey, are you alright or-”
“Fine” his answer was simple as always never a man of many words, at least not in public. You were starting to blank out under his cold gaze. He didn’t make you nervous but with the way he was looking at you right now you couldn’t necessarily say you felt at peace either.
“Ok um, well just wanted to check up on you really quickly” you felt like you had set yourself up. The air was thick, and you could feel your thoughts racing at 100 miles per hour as you waited for a response.
“Look sergeant, whatever you think is going to happen it’s not going to. I’m not here for hugs and cuddles, I'm here to do a fuckin’ job” to say you felt shocked was an understatement, he looked unfazed. “I'd suggest you do the same.” He walks away and you stay rooted in your spot, still processing his bitter words.
To say you were pissed was an understatement, who the fuck did he think he was? The rest of those two weeks were filled with awkward tension and silent fury from your side. It was to the point you couldn’t even stand being in the same room as him for more than a couple seconds, partly because the sight of him made your blood boil and because as much as you didn’t want to admit it you were upset. To have something build up little by little then just have that snatched away like it was nothing was horrible. He had gained your trust just as you had his, not just over a couple of nights but years of knowing each other and protecting one another with your lives. Holding each other at the depths of night and piecing each other back up with kisses and soft yet rough hands.
You couldn’t sleep, the fatigue had been slowly pulling at your bones like a tide pulling you in to the comfort of a vast sea. It was too much though; his words had been taunting your brain over and over again. So, you got up, ripping off the soft sheets which were a blessing compared to the coarse ones back at base. The need to get some fresh air and freeze your thoughts with the cold night air was starting to sound more pleasant than sulking in bed.
As soon as you open the door your reflexes take over for you, reaching for a gun in a holster that was long forgotten in the backpack you had left in your room. You soon realized there was no danger though, just a mass of black with jeans, a hoodie, and a black surgical mask with a hand raised midair. Was he about to knock?
“Ghost” you sounded breathless, even to yourself. Like the wind had been knocked out of you at just the sight of those eyes. Those god damned eyes. So responsive to everything around him, shifting at the slightest sound and showing emotions that could only be understood if one knew him. Knew him like you did. He looked tired, the bags underneath his eyes with no paint to cover them up were exposing him. “Are you alright?” Your question suddenly brought you back to your brief conversation a couple weeks earlier. You couldn’t help yourself though, worry taking over as there were very few reasons for him to be here.
“Fi-” he exhaled through his nose suddenly stopping himself, ah so he also remembered your conversation. “I was in town just wanted to come check up on you.”
“At 2 in the morning?” you were holding back. You wanted to say how shit he had made you feel for the last two weeks.
“Yeah I know, look can I come inside? I wanna- I need to talk to you.” He sounded desperate, and you considered it for a second, hesitating. “Please” to say you felt defeated as you opened the door wider for him to come in was an understatement.
You waited for him to start; he was the one that had come to you first not the other way around. He looked nervous almost, his tense posture making you feel more uneasy as well, he had that effect on you.
“Circe, I didn’t mean what I said back at base” he was looking at you with pleading eyes. You knew where this was going. “I pushed you away and I was an arse, I didn’t mean to fuck up what we had going on.”
“Simon” you could tell hearing his name took him by surprise by the way his pupils widened “what you did and what you said it fucking hurt.”
“I'm not a good at any of this especially trying to read you when you won’t even look at me but if you don’t want this anymore just tell me.” You continued, “Don’t destroy my trust, don’t leave me to pick up the pieces by myself after you say shit like that.” You could feel your eyes watering a bit, you don’t know why you were getting so emotional, although it was probably because the thought of losing what little you had built with him felt grim.
He couldn’t help it, especially when your eyes were getting that glossy look and your lower lip was pouting out a little. So he reached out, slowly, like a child dipping their feet to test out the waters. He wasn’t wearing any gloves and his hands felt cold as they held your face delicately, as if he was bearing the world's most fine China. He tilted your face up so you’d look at him and fuck, he knew he had screwed up, and if he was going to make it up to you he had to do it fast.
“I’m sorry doll, I really am” he was pressing his forehead against yours now. “I’m not any good at this either, if you couldn’t already tell. But I wanna try, wanna try for you.” Your hands reached up to wrap around his wrists, you felt like you were about to burst. You knew how rare it was for him to say stuff like this and the fact that he wanted to try was pulling at your heart. “Don’t even wanna think about losing you and the fact that I made you doubt that-.” He cut himself off, he looked like he was trying to regain his composure.
“Simon, it's alright” you knew he was being sincere, and you also wanted to try, “just please, don’t do this to me again. Because you know I won’t tolerate it, not even from you.”
“I know, I know” he was pulling you closer to him by wrapping an arm around your waist.
“Alright” he takes you by surprise with his next action though. He pulls back only slightly to tear off his mask, and heavens above he is gorgeous to you. His jaw, sharp and stubbled with short hairs. His nose sharp and straight with a slight bump, and his eyes. Those beautiful eyes that brought his face all together.
“Hidin’ all this from me under a mask?” you were smiling up at him now. “Not anymore” he responds with a sly smirk on his face. His lips are brushing against yours and you can't resist anymore. So, you bring his lips to yours and close the gap. It was gentle, starting off with short kisses but you were greedy it had been far too long. He can sense your eagerness and slowly slips his tongue into your mouth, swiping it over your own and over the roof of your mouth. He tasted like Marlboro reds with the slightest hint of Whiskey, his favorite of course.
You felt whole again, the missing puzzle piece was finally found. You kind of hated how much you were relying on him already, but God was it addicting, like the poison you could taste in his mouth. He was grabbing at you slowly bringing his hand down from your face to your neck to keep you in place. It was getting messy, both of your spit was collecting at the corners of your mouth and you felt like you’d asphyxiate from the lack of air but what he was giving you was more than enough to keep you going. His hand grabbed at your jaw to tilt your head and his hand on your waist dragged you closer making you arch up against him. His mouth slowly trailed down to your neck leaving soft kisses and sucking marks onto your neck as you leaned your head to the side. Then he went up right behind your ear, your soft spot. He pulled back to look at your face, you already felt disoriented form all the affection and he could tell.
He then softly placed his mouth right by your ear, “Let me make it up to you.”
A/N: hey there, hope you enjoyed that😙. In case you didn’t see the note on the top just know that there will be a second part to this with all the spicy stuff🌶️. I’ll probably be posting that next Monday or Tuesday, happy new years!
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clarareberosen · 2 months
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Whatever he's done, he's your brother.
Or I see details and hidden meanings where they were not originally laid.
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Plus one cool detail of the third season. Cross began the application with the Hunter where he realized his mistakes, where his opinion changed to the diametrically opposite. this snow-covered planet and the vulture in my eyes are a symbol of the Cross's changes, its downward point and elevation in the eyes of the brothers.
In general, raising the topic of vultures, I became interested in their symbolism in principle. That's what I managed to find.
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The vulture is usually associated with death, decay, and purification. He can often be seen circling over carrion. His preference for collecting garbage led to the emergence of symbolism associated with purification and renewal. Despite the seemingly gloomy associations, the Vulture also symbolizes resourcefulness and efficiency, as it plays a vital ecological role in cleaning up remains and processing nutrients.
Vultures have been a part of mythology and cultural beliefs in various societies. In ancient Egypt, the Vulture was a symbol of maternal care and protection, often associated with the goddess Nekhbet. In Native American traditions, the Vulture's predilection for scavengers is interpreted as a symbol of purification and renewal. In Tibetan culture, the practice of "heavenly burials" suggests that vultures eat the remains of the deceased, which means the impermanence of life and the natural cycle of life and death. The unique role of the vulture in nature has made it a powerful and complex symbol in various myths and traditions.
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Sticking to the version with cleaning and updating, this is exactly what we see in the example of CT-9904. In the beginning, he was a loyal imperial dog, and after Mayday's death, he began his journey of more significant changes. His outlook on life was "renewed", and in the fifth episode he began his "purification" in the eyes of the Hunter, with whom it is basically difficult for him to establish a normal relationship from the first season.
I also tend to believe that up to this point, the sniper had dreamed of this bird several times. Before understanding, a dream about a Vulture may reflect a feeling of a situation or relationship that is in decline or in need of purification. This may symbolize the need to purge oneself of negative influences or find value in what others have abandoned. Psychologically, the Vulture may represent an aspect of the subconscious mind associated with the end, transformation, or understanding of the natural cycles of life.
Well, it also seems to me that this is the same bird that was in episode 12 of season 2. I think no one buried Mayday and his corpse was simply stolen by this bird.
That's such a creepy headcannon.
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cacodaemonia · 10 months
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As we're all very aware, we live in a time when open hatred of many marginalized groups has been growing. And as many others have said, it's super fucking important that we stop fighting amongst ourselves over relatively minor issues when there are people who quite literally wants us dead, or at the very least, silent and subservient.
Punching down and sideways to attack the people who are 99% on our side might make us feel superior for a little while, but it's important to ask ourselves if attacking other marginalized people helps anyone.
With that in mind, I wanted to remind all of us that language, culture, and iconography all change over time, and not everyone keeps up with those changes at the same speed.
As an obvious example, 'they' is now a much more commonly used singular pronoun than it used to be. It's meaning has expanded and changed subtly.
Another example is the comedy genre in general: movies and TV shows from even a few years ago relied on humor that many of us now see as tasteless at best and dehumanizingly cruel at worst.
Then you have things like reclaimed slurs. For some of them, their meanings have changed multiple times.
We've also got all of the microlabels among queer folks, which are rapidly multiplying and evolving. Many of them didn't exist 2 or 5 or 10 years ago, but now they might be the most central part of someone's personality.
Pepe the frog is an example of an image whose meaning has radically shifted in a short period of time. What was originally a harmless cartoon was appropriated by the US alt-right movement and is now considered a hate symbol (though the ADL acknowledges that 'the majority of uses of Pepe the Frog have been, and continue to be, non-bigoted').
On the opposite end of the spectrum, you have characters like Mickey Mouse and Felix the Cat, who were designed to be minstrels. Now, of course, almost no one associates Mickey Mouse with blackface or racism.
Those are just a handful of examples involving the English language and the internet's largely American-centric culture, but there are obviously many, many more. All of this is difficult enough for native English speakers to keep up with, but we should also bear in mind that, for many folks, English isn't their native language.
I've seen awful harassment by queer people against another queer person just because her English wasn't perfect and she used a term that, at that time, wasn't considered the correct one by the people who attacked her.
We should also keep in mind people who have other language or cognitive difficulties (I'm honestly not sure how to phrase this, so please don't assume I'm being derogatory or cruel—I am one of those people).
Even for those of us with the best of intentions, all of this can make online interactions feel like navigating a minefield because many people exclusively engage in paranoid reading of everything from novels to shitposts.
I think all of us would be better served if we stepped back for a moment to consider questions like, "Does this person have malicious intentions?" and "Is this something that causes real harm to real people or does it just bother me, personally?" and "Will calling this person out or shaming them help anyone?"
A lot of us are on the same side, and we might have slightly different beliefs, but we don't need to be enemies. Wasting our outrage on each other is exactly what our real enemies want.
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Hiii spooky I how have you been enjoying season 2 so far? After seeing the characters being brought to life I’ve realised one thing and that is that Suguru is really hard for me to grasp and I don’t know how to portray him. On one hand he seems dark and brooding and serious but then he’s also goofy and deeply caring and he’s not ashamed to show it. He has lots of soft smile but then we see him smile like 😊 that when Riko manages to annoy him. He seems to have so many facets in a way that other characters just don’t…? and maybe in theory his behaviour and parts of his personality seem contradictory, but it doesn’t actually feel like it is?? because he doesn’t really put on any mask, at least his teen self doesn’t, and you can kinda tell what he’s feeling… he’s not as loud as Gojo, he doesn’t really express himself verbally, but to me he’s still more open than him. You can see his emotions on his face or in his body language because he doesn’t really try to hide them, whereas Gojo as loud and expressive as he is.. I often find myself struggling to tell what exactly he’s feeling.
I’ve also seen many people portray Geto as “nice and polite but that’s just for appearances and he’s actually bad and cruel” which feels like a pretty flat interpretation of him… I’m really struggling as you can tell I think I might be missing the point entirely lol I just wanted to know your thoughts on it.
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Hello, anon! Thank you for the opportunity to talk about Geto! You are correct in that he's a far more nuanced character than a lot of people give him credit for. The popular fandom belief is that Geto was lying about his ideals all along, but I think it's the opposite. Rather than a liar, Geto's real problem is that he's true to himself to a fault. I'll address your ask and talk more about this under the cut.
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I’ve also seen many people portray Geto as “nice and polite but that’s just for appearances and he’s actually bad and cruel” which feels like a pretty flat interpretation of him… I’m really struggling as you can tell I think I might be missing the point entirely lol
In my opinion the fandom in general tends to flatten Geto's character for two reasons, number one they want to make Geto look worse to make Gojo look better by comparison. The second and more relevant is that they want to otherize Geto because his beliefs are so extreme. That someone who can slaughter people on that large of a scale must have been cruel to begin with, a normal person, especially a good one isn't capable of that.
Which I think misses the point. Geto wasn't shown as someone with cruel tendencies to begin with, the entire hidden inventory arc showed how much it took him to be pushed off the edge like that, with factors like trauma, witnessing the deaths of sorcerers his age, and the jaded adults around him who made no real attempts to reach out to him and help him in time all contributing factors to his downfall.
"An endless cycle of exorcism and consumption. Exorcise. Consume. It's a taste that nobody knows. The taste of a curse. Like ingesting a rag used to wipe up vomit. Exorcise. Consume. For whom? Ever since that day... it's been running through my head."
What makes this monologue so effective is it summarizes a year of Geto constantly questioning himself as his mental state deteriorates. I do believe Geto always looked down on the weak, but he did it the same way that Gojo did. He separated himself in a different category from others, both Gojo and Geto believed that they were on the side of the "strong" and that put them above others. It's just on top of that Geto believed that standing above others came with the obligation to protect them, and that was the part that came into question.
However, if he believed weak people were "monkeys" from the start, if his desire to protect them was a false belief than he wouldn't have taken an entire year of spiraling before he snapped. The manga wouldn't put such intense focus on #1 Geto's internal world, and #2 Geto struggling with trying to figure out what his ideals and beliefs really are if he was just hiding a darker and crueler set of beliefs.
For example, we have Maki a character who five minutes after the death of Mai decides to massacre the entire Zen'in Clan even the members who had absolutely nothing to do with it, as opposed to Geto who wrestled with the idea of it for a year, and Maki doesn't get the same accusation from the fandom of being cruel and violent all along. Geto's a character of internal struggle. His righteous nature is what led him astray. Not because he was lying to himself, but because he was trying to find what the right thing to do was. It's just his idea of right and wrong got eschew because of the incredibly grey and myopic nature of the Jujutsu World.
Geto's True Feelings
He seems to have so many facets in a way that other characters just don’t…? and maybe in theory his behaviour and parts of his personality seem contradictory, but it doesn’t actually feel like it is?? because he doesn’t really put on any mask, at least his teen self doesn’t, and you can kinda tell what he’s feeling…
I agree with your assesment that Geto is a character that's true to himself rather than a character that's putting up a false front. Geto is a character that contradicts himself a lot, one example is pointed out to us by Gojo. That he justifies his slaughter of non-sorcers for a bigger goal of creating a world without curses, and yet Geto himself isn't strong enough to actually make that ideal a reality. There's basically no scenario where he could have won, like theoretically maybe Gojo could have done it, but killing every single human being was just impossible for Geto.
Which is where we get to the point that Geto is twisting logic around to justify himself and his slaughter of innocents, but at the same time the Jujutsu Kaisen light novel adaptation of JJK0 says this isn't a lie, but rather Geto's attempt to remain true to himself.
To live for the purpose of being yourself. And for that goal, Geto could only continue to pursue his twisted dream, drowning himself in a curse that lies in the gap between ideal and reality. This was the final confession of a man who could only choose to wrap himself, who had erased himself in pursuit of his goals.
The gap between ideal and reality is a pretty significant phrase for describing Geto, because part of what broke Geto is he sees the world as how it should be, rather than how it is. Geto's failure is in part a failure to adapt when he sees the darker side of the world after Riko's murder.
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In my opinion the animated version of this scene is far better than that of the manga. In the anime it shows Geto staring at the crowd joyously celebrating Riko's death who are all complicit in it while he tries to list off reasons why they don't need to take vigilante justice out on the crowd, beause there are systems in place that will punish these people on their own.
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Geto is trying desperately to convince himself that these people will see justice, because the world is a fair place. All the while Gojo just walks away, because Geto's answer "There's no meaning in that" is a good enough answer for him. Geto desperately needs to search for a reason and convince himself that what they're doing is the right thing, whereas Gojo doesn't really share Geto's habit of questioning the world around him.
This moment reminds me of a quote of Megumi's at the beginning of the manga "Karma doesn't happen on its own" he later goes on to describe how the justice system and jujustu sorcerers are systems set in place to try to make the world a fairer place. Geto wants to believe that too, even when he's shown direct evidence that Jujutsu Society isn't idealistic at all.
Which, Gojo doesn't really question the society around him until after Geto's defection. He doesn't see a problem because Gojo is the perfectly fit cog, he's born into this society and he's the best at what he does. I think one important thing is that Gojo is the chosen one of the Gojo clan one of the three major houses. The golden child. Whereas Geto who is someone just as gifted as Gojo for the most part, has non-sorcerer parents and therefore was born outside of their society. Which it makes sense why he'd have more of an outsider's point of view, whereas Gojo can accept these things for a long time because that's just how they are, he grew up with this.
Geto's not lying to himself about his beliefs, rather he witnesses the world is not as just as he thought it was, and then struggles between two really opposite beliefs. Which is something Yuki Tsukumo pointed out to him.
Yuki: Do you hate non-jujutsu sorcerers? Geto? Geto: I don't know...I used to think Jujutsu Sorcerers existed to protect non-sorcerers, but recently I've been doubting whether or not non-sorcerers are worth fighting for... [insert monologue here] I don't know which are my true feelings. Yuki: Neither is. You're not at that stage yet. Looking down on non-sorcerers, resisting that feeling...those are just possibilities you've tought of. Whatever your true feeling is, you still have to decide.
If Geto wanted to slaughter non-sorcerers from the beginning it wouldn't be a deliberation for him. He wouldn't be arguing himself and trying to justify himself for over a year. Geto is basically caught between ideals and reality. The ideal is that his work as a sorcerer to protect people is good and making the world a fairer place. He wants to believe that there is meaning behind his work, that he's doing the right thing. The reality he's faced with is the senseless slaughter of people like Haibara. The idea that he is just a cog in the machine that will continually sacrifice more and more sorcerers. That therefore their sacrifice is not making the world a better place, and not justified. He can't face the reality that he and his friends are expendable... and really, who can?
"If being a Jujutsu Sorcerer is like running a marathon... what if what's at the end of that road is a mountain of our fellow sorcerer's dead corpses?"
Ironically, it's Geto's search for the right thing that leads him astray. He becomes unable to see any point in the continual sacrifices the strong sorcerers have to make for what he views as the ungrateful weak non-sorcerers. I don't think he believed that from the beginning though, because as you pointed out above his interactions with both Kuroi and Riko who are non-sorcerers shows a lot of care for their emotions and well-being. If he never cared about non-sorcerers, than he wouldn't have reacted as badly to Riko's death as he did.
he doesn’t really put on any mask, at least his teen self doesn’t, and you can kinda tell what he’s feeling… he’s not as loud as Gojo, he doesn’t really express himself verbally, but to me he’s still more open than him. You can see his emotions on his face or in his body language because he doesn’t really try to hide them, whereas Gojo as loud and expressive as he is.. I often find myself struggling to tell what exactly he’s feeling.
Gojo and Geto are foils and inversions to one another, so I agree with what you stated that while Gojo is loud his true feelings tend to be more concealed whereas Geto for the most part makes his care and concern demonstrably known in the first few chapters of hidden inventory.
There's the famous "Geto and Gojo both make fun of Utahime for being weak in different ways" that a lot of people cite as evidence for the fact Geto looked down on weak people all along, but as I stated above his way of looking down on them is he saw them as a seperate category than himself a strong person. However, I don't think that means his attempts at taking care of Riko are insincere.
Gojo and Geto are both shown as looking out for Riko, Geto does it in more obvious ways and Goo does it in more subtle ways, but that just shows the difference in their personality. Gojo is rude and obnoxious on the surface, but thoughtful on the inside. Whereas Geto true to his nature makes an effort to be considerate and look out for people. One of the reasons I put the conversation between Gojo and Geto as the banner image for this post is because it shows Geto's naturally considerate personality, going out of his way to ask if he's okay. Geto is direct. There's a mirror scene to that later where Gojo notices Geto has lost weight, showing he does in fact get a grasp that something is wrong with Geto, but chooses an indirect approach of asking for it.
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Geto goes out of his way to give Riko more free time and time to spend with her friends even though it makes the mission more inconvenient because he recognizes these are her last few days on earth. It's Geto who notices that Kuroi is essentially family to Riko.
When Kuroi is kidnapped, Geto is deeply troubled by his failure and blames himself. Geto shows his concern in a direct way being troubled by Kuroi's disappearance, whereas Gojo shows his concern in an indirect way, setting up a kind of sink-or-swim test for Riko where he tells her she can only come with if she's ready to face the fact that Kuroi might be dead and she can't back out halfway through. All as a test of her resolve. They both care and have different ways of showing it.
Gojo shows his concern for Riko by insisting they stay another day for her sake, and Geto only argues against it because he's worried Gojo is pushing himself too much with his use of the limitless. Geto's visibly happy to see both Gojo and Riko enjoying thmeselves and views the scene with a soft smile. He reassures Kuroi not to worry about letting herself get kindapped because they handled it just fine.
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They both cared about Riko, they both agreed to help her quit the merger. Geto's desire to protect her is one hundred percent sincere, this is when he still believes in his ideal of protecting the weak, and he's following that ideal through. That's why his way of reassuring her is saying "we're the strongest" because that's how the world is supposed to work in his ideals. The strong protect the weak, and if you're the strongest you should have no trouble protecting others.
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When both the world and Geto fail to live up to that promise that's where he begins to question himself. Which is where I want to get to one of the major differences between Gojo and Geto. All centering around Geto's final words.
"In a world like this, I couldn't be truly happy from the bottom of my heart..."
There's a scene someone pointed out to me in a twitter thread at the end of the Shibuya arc where Nanami contemplates retiring to Malaysia just as he dies doing his job and fighting against many cursed spirits and then is executed by Mahito. All because he chose to stay and fight until the last minute. At the end of the arc, we see Mei Mei fled the battle half way through and is now comfortably sitting in a hotel room in Malaysia. Mei Mei is someone who is implied to abuse her younger brother, whereas Nanami is someone who stated it's the duty of adult sorcerers to protect children and goes out of his way to do that for Yuji.
One of them lives because she is selfish, and even an abuser, the other dies. The first is the kind of person that benefits from the corruption of Jujutsu Society, the second is swallowed up from it.
The line Geto couldn't be truly happy from the bottom of his heart also refers to this fact, Geto just couldn't cope with the reality of Jujutsu Society because it's an increidbly myopic and cynical place where the people who get ahead are selfish people who simply don't care about others and frequently use and abuse others to get ahead, and the ones who get swallowed up are people with good intentions like Nanami. This is the world he can't cope with. He's fundamentally incompatible with Jujutsu Society and driven out of it because he wants to do the right thing, not because he was evil to begin with.
Whereas Gojo also sees Jujutsu Soceity as something rotten don't make any mistake, but he's also someone who is able to function in Jujutsu Society much better that Geto because he was born inside of it. Geto is driven out and Gojo seeks reform from the inside because he's like the ideal of jujutsu society, and he was born to be. He's selfish, and egotistical, and he's so strong he can bully the elders and throw his weight around. Of course Gojo doesn't really abuse his power, that's what makes him so interesting a character, he has all this power and for the most part uses it responsibly to exorcise curses for the good of society rather than abuse it for his own sake.
However, he can stay within that society because he's used to it, a lot of things about that society he accepted how they were for a long time until he saw the toll it took on Geto. Gojo is the ideal of Jujutsu Society, he's held up as the model sorcerer of the corrupted society so it takes him a long time to spot where that corruption is. When he does he also wants to do something about it like Geto does, but he takes it in a more measured way he's not driven out because he's intrinsically a part of that society.
Whereas for Geto he's just one hundred percent incompatible with Jujutsu Society as a whole, one because his idealistic nature just doesn't mix well with a dog-eat-dog cynical society where everyone is out for their own gain and people like Mei Mei climb to the top. Number two, Geto himself has a very uncompromising nature. He's sincere to a fault. He doesn't really deal well with moral greys. He can only exist in a black and white world where he has clearly defined goals of good and evil, he just sort of flips white for black, and black for white.
Thus Gojo is much better at coping with that society as a whole and trying to find a way to work inside the system, but also to begin with he's not someone who naturally questions things the same way that Geto does. In fact in general I would say another point of foiling between them is as you pointed out, Geto is someone far more true to himself not wearing any masks, whereas Gojo's loud personality is a mask. We are privy to Geto's thoughts and his internal world, we basically spend the entire hidden inventory arc inside of his head. Whereas with Gojo he is so distanced from his own emotions oftentimes the audience themselves don't get to see what they really feel and are left guessing. Even the people around Gojo aren't really aware of what his real feelings are, his students and all his coworkers basically just summarize him as "he's the strongest."
Geto basically drowns inside his own head trying to figure out what his true emotions are, whereas Gojo is someone so distanced from what he really feels he's completely alienated himself from the people around him. Hence why Shoko can say stuff like "damnit, I've been right here all along for eleven years idiot" while Gojo monologues about how alone he is in front of her.
Which is what really makes them such good character foils. It's not one is good, one is bad, one is a liar, one is telling the truth, they're actually just both idiots.
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I've been thinking about Deltarune's graveyard a bit
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For one this is very very clearly like.. Darkner setup. Whatever the religion practiced in the town is, it involves burying people with items that symbolize them in order to "Connect them to the divine". It's a bit funny, but I think this is basically the only time Lightner culture seems to even remotely recognize Darkners so far. A connecting thread between the two cultures however is the "Angel", but what is certainly odd is that while in the town's religion the Angel seems to be painted as a benevolent figure, Darkner legend very blatantly calls the three heroes to "banish the Angel's Heaven" - which implies it isn't a good thing, and gives this Angel entity an undertone of maliciousness I would say. Sort of parallels Undertale's meaning of the Delta Rune, where some monsters believed the Angel would wipe the Underground out, and others believed they would shatter the barrier, except in this case the ones who believe the Angel to be malevolent are also literal tools to be used by people who hold the exact opposite belief. I've seen people theorize that one of the Lightners is the Angel but my current theory is that The Roaring is the fountains opening some sort of gateway which will create a direct connection with this Angel entity. Perhaps it's a titan - hell, perhaps it's the central titan shown in the Roaring cutscene, - or perhaps the titans are it's servants. But I'm going off on a bit of a tangent. What's interesting to me is that the only time Darkners have been utilized in Lightner culture so far is in a ritual that quite literally involves burying them into the ground, into complete darkness where they're destined to eventually end up forgotten. Doesn't seem like Muttler's or Shyra's graves have been getting any bouquets over the course of the 2 chapters - hell, so far I don't think we have seen any monsters that could be Shyra's friends or relatives. Point being, how do Darkners with Shadow Crystals seem to come about? Perhaps 2 isn't exactly a pattern, but something both Jevil and Spamton share as a recurring theme in their plots is that they have both been forgotten and cast away into a place no one will find unless they know who and what they're looking for. An eye should definitely be kept on these graves, because I have a suspicion those objects aren't going to stay buried for long.
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