#girl those two are NOT intellectual equals

[shrugemojiidk]

I know romanjay exists purely for the purposes of rape kink because in what universe is Jason willingly submitting to that man or letting him near his dick? Like be serious now

#Seeing romanjay with Jason as the sub as someone who is only familiar with their utrh dynamic is wild because utrh had Jason walking #Roman on a leash like a dog like he was running circles around him without difficulty #the degree to which rhato dumbs down Jason is crazy what do you mean he’s having trouble dealing with BLACK MASK?? #girl those two are NOT intellectual equals

[plutonianeris]

ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴅ: accepting where people see you as the villain ⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓

this is a general reading & for entertainment purposes only, take what resonates and leave what doesn't. scroll through the images & choose based on your inner guidance and gut feeling. 🖤

♱☾pile one☽

sometimes it feels like you can never win because one way or another, theres always someone criticizing you. People are nervous around you and its not necessarily anything you do. I got a lot of scorpio and plutonian energy in my cards/ the oracles. People in your daily life make you seem like the villain because either 1) you don't share too much of you and they are craving for access or 2) you are equally as suspicious of them. Regardless, people can be kind of intimidated of you (but never publically admit it, more like hide it behind shady comments). lol the lyrics of the song playing right now in the background "make everyone hate me if that makes you feel better, your girl talks shit about me just to feel better" as you keep climbing up in your career/ reputation youre going to feel like a lot of more people are judging you. Accept that you cant control that. And if it makes you feel any better, it is envy/ hate but its to hide some jealousy and even some admiration as well.

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile two☽

I heard "theres just no way in hell that this is all on me" the people you live with/ family (and in your hometown) could see you as the villain in those moments you are trying to express your emotions. You could get called being too "emotional" I heard "crybaby" or maybe even being called a hothead & impulsive when you try to talk to your loved ones about how you feel. You could be known for having a short temper or being very emotional (like the type to cry after seeing someone in pain or reading a sad news article). In reality, people close to you can get irritated with how emotionally intelligent you are. When you're angry/ upset about something your'e always determined to do something about it, and you start off by allowing yourself to feel your feelings. Accept that some people dont want to make room for you needs/ emotions. But then know when its time to refuse to give people more access to your energy and make sure you are meeting ur own needs. I just heard "I am worth more than these poor experiences you are trying to give to me"

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile three☽

you could find that people in your neighborhood, apartment complex, or even the school you go to tend to turn you into the villain on the forms you communicate/ ask questions/ express yourself intellectual point of view. If you have siblings you could find that you get into frequent fights or bicker a lot. Youre eager to learn new things and that could throw other people off as you rush past them, ready to know more about the world. this pile reminds me of a curious child lol touching the "dont touch" sign. Out of all the piles this one feels more playful. Its like people suck their teeth and roll their eyes but youre so resilient. you bounce back in a way that feels so efortless that they dont stay too mad. its like even the people that see you as "the villian" at times are still secretly rooting for you? idk lol this pile was weird but also kind of endearing. Again, it reminds me of the way a child falls and quickly gets back up. Even if people judge you, you know that you have to keep it pushing. I just heard "in 5 years... shit, in 5 weeks none of this bs is gonna matter"

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile four☽

people you get into close relationships with (friends, but especially lovers or even your crushes) can make you the villain for your "eccentricity." this pile gave off big Aquarius energty (it reminds me of those with aspects between venus and uranus). lol like your beauty and ways of being are very unique or quirky. honestly, those qualities (your forms of dress, taste in music, the weird things you say, random facts u know) are actually what makes people interested in you and start crushing on you. but then at the same time they judge you for not conforming to societal norms. It's like "I think you are unique and brave, but god cant you just be normal sometimes?" thats annoying! My advice to you is don't EVER let people treat you as if spending time with you was a burden and don't let people pick and choose when to hang out with you. watch out for when you have big groups of friends, you could find that 1 or 2 could be hating behind your back. You always stand out in the crowd and sometimes that leaves insecure people with a sour taste in their mouth. You could be someone that has a different religion/ ethnicity/ background in comparison from the rest of your peers (whether it be at school or work). lol alien superstar is playing in the background rn "don't ever waste your time trying to compete with me... no one else in this world can think like me'

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

© plutonianeris🕸️🕷️

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[welcometothejianghu]

Welcome to another round of W2 Tells You What You Should See, where W2 (me) tries to sell you (you) on something you should be watching. Today's choice: 民国奇探/My Roommate is a Detective.

My Roommate is a Detective is a 2020 drama about the Jazz Age shenanigans of a terrible OT3: a useless noodle boy, a spoiled journalist girl, and a handsome thug-turned-cop, who together solve Agatha Christie mysteries in 1920s Shanghai.

I mean, seriously, have you ever wondered what Hercule Poirot would be like if he were a 6'2" Chinese rubber man? If he had a long-suffering sugar daddy from the wrong side of the tracks and a spunky sugar mommy who owned their shared apartment? The answer is, it would be a laugh-out-loud-funny series about a ridiculous and charming assortment of weirdos solving only slightly believable murder mysteries in charming period clothing.

This is another one of those shows where I'm kind of shocked at how not well-known it is, except I'm not, because I can see exactly the problems that keep fandom from descending on it like horny little vultures. Nonetheless, I think it's a good time that more people would enjoy if they gave it the chance. Here's five reasons why you should:

1. Equal parts smart as heck and dumb as butts

On the one hand, especially given its tone and tenor, this show has many surprisingly clever turns and thoughtful moments, carried along by some talented actors. On the other hand, [.gif of a guinea pig in a rollerskate being pushed merrily down a hallway]

This show is not a complicated intellectual exercise. It's an action comedy about a goofy sleuth, a rich-girl reporter, and the cop who should be the straight man in this trio, except he's as much of a goober as the other two are. If the promotional tableaus are giving you real "cover of a Clue box" vibes, you've understood the kind of pastiche it's pulling off.

The mysteries are preposterous. They're all the kind of thing that exemplify the Doyle line about how, when you've eliminated the impossible, whatever's left has got to be the answer, no matter how ding-dang improbable it may be. You know the type: tons of overly elaborate setups, unbelievably perfect timing, coincidental long-lost relatives, people hallucinating right and left. They're also very short -- most full cases take only 2-3 episodes to introduce, investigate, and resolve, even when interspersed with the larger goings-on in these weirdos' lives. The DramaWiki page for the show lists 23 separate arcs over 36 episodes, so you do the math.

And yet, it's way more thoughtful and clever than its doofy little setup would indicate. Its attention to detail surprised me on more than one occasion. Add to that a bunch of solid performances from an ensemble of real characters, and what you get is definitely more substantive than a junk-food waste of time. You can't turn your brain off while watching it, but you sure can turn it down, and that's great.

It also doesn't hurt that everyone is super attractive and wearing great outfits. The whole show's worth it for the wardrobes.

2. THE GIRL

Fuck the haters, fuck everyone, I am going to climb right up on my little soapbox and tell you all why Bai Youning is awesome.

She is insane. She's a troll. She's a clever little monster. Every other character's response to her is, oh my god, you are literally the worst. And she is! She has been spoiled beyond belief by her incredibly rich Crime Dad, and she has learned to leverage her uwu just a widdle girl status to get her whatever the hell she wants. She simply cannot hear it when someone says the word "no." She will look her future sister-in-law in the eye and point a loaded gun at her own head without blinking. Every ball she has is made of brass.

She's hardly perfect. During the course of the show, there are some times where her entitlement runs face-first into the brick wall of reality. She's not nearly as good at her chosen career path as she's been told (mostly by the people who get paid to tell her she's good). She's rarely prepared to deal with the consequences of her actions, especially when she can't just throw money at the problem.

So she learns, and grows, and changes. She's always going to be a stubborn bitch, but she can become a stubborn bitch with a more accurate conception of her relationship to the world around her.

She's actually a really good romantic foil for Lu Yao, who is equally stubborn and spoiled and obnoxious as hell. It is a pure brat4brat relationship, where each one thrives on comically enraging the other. What this means, though, is that when they actually start showing one another some vulnerability, it's really sweet.

Now: I'm pretty sure that you could not have made a female character in her position that everyone did not hate, no matter how cool you made her, because that is the fate of all girls who theoretically keep the two boys from kissing. (More on that next point.) If she were less outgoing and friendly, she would've been hated for being too cold. If she were less headstrong, she would've been hated for being a pushover. If she weren't as into the boy, she would've been hated for being frigid. I know the "god forbid a woman do anything" meme is a joke, but ... man, god forbid this girl do anything. She gets a level of hate entirely disproportionate to what she's actually like. As I said with Eom Dada, it's not always sexism, but sometimes, yeah, it's sexism.

(Real talk: Her character is also fighting both how she's definitely not written as well as the boys are and how the plot sometimes needs her to be artificially stupid and jealous for Straightness Drama Reasons, so that's a legit problem on a structural level. Also, she's dubbed by someone else and the boys aren't, which gives her voice an annoying not-quite-there quality that's hard to ignore. The deck is stacked against her real hard even before she steps onscreen.)

So here's my advice: Go into this show wanting to like her. Embrace her terribleness as a positive, intentional quality. Don't be mad at her for straightening up an endgame that was never going to be gay, even without her. Welcome her contributions to the chaos. Realize that she is exactly as entertainingly irritating as her boys are.

Truly, this is a story of three terrible people in love. They're all just awful, and you wouldn't want to be in a room with any of them for longer than you had to. Left to right up there, Bai Youning is spoiled and self-absorbed, Lu Yao is arrogant and lazy, and Qiao Chusheng is suuuuuch a fucking cop. If you're into the kind of dynamic that can only be described OT3: You All Deserve One Another, then this one's perfect for you.

3. Do you really miss '00s queerbaiting?

Like, really? Are you just super-nostalgic for being able to see the showrunners go, ha ha, girls, we know you're watching and we know you want these cute boys to kiss, which they never will -- but what if we pretended for just this one scene??? Do you just carnally ache for that with every fiber of your being?

Yep.

Now, why am I calling the occasional really gay moments between these two gentlemen "queerbaiting" and not "bromance"? Because these moments are a) obviously intentional, b) completely sporadic, and c) never spoken of again.

For example: There's a scene (which you can see a gifset of here) where the two of them are at a restaurant frequented by the cop, who brings a lot of ladies there on dates. When the waiter points this out, useless noodle boy says, I'm his date. The waiter looks mildly surprised by this, the cop says not to listen to his bullshit, and that's the end of it. The scene moves on. There is no further discussion of this comment. It does not affect their relationship.

That's the essence of queerbaiting: that little on-purpose nod to the homoerotic tension between the two, in a way that isn't a joke but also isn't not a joke, and either way is never going to happen. (In fact, the show is going to go out of its way to make sure that ship gets sunk, so, uh, get your fanfiction lifeboats ready for that.)

A true queerbaiting move is something that should make a difference in a relationship, but doesn't. It should make a difference that our cop is so comfortable in the noodle boy's personal space that he invades it at will. It doesn't. It should make a difference that noodle boy keeps getting real weird every time the cop has a date with a girl. It doesn't. Those are some real romantic moves the two of them keep pulling, and then nothing comes of them.

I had this show sold to me as being incredibly shippy, to the point of being even more so than its censored-BL contemporaries. And ... well, it is and it isn't. It has textually gayer individual moments, but it is much less pervasively gay. It's clear from the start that it's going to throw all its actual relationship points into its canon het romance. When it comes to these boys, the show is toying with you. It knows you want to see those boys smooch, just as much as it knows (and it knows you know) they're never gonna.

How you feel about this is entirely up to you -- and indeed, it may be a dealbreaker on the whole drama for you. If you are inclined to pitch a fit when your ship does not become canon, you'll be happier somewhere else. If, however, you see this as a delightful opportunity to do whatever the hell you want with the situation as it is presented, all the while enjoying little moments of startlingly blatant homoeroticism between two handsome dudes, well, here you are!

(I mean, if you want my take on it, what needs to happen is that the cop and the girl need to fuck while the useless noodle boy watches with asexual bisexual interest, and then they all need to snuggle with the noodle boy in the middle so they can both annoy him appropriately, but your mileage may vary.)

4. The multicultural extravaganza!

1920s Shanghai had a lot going on in terms of cultures and languages, and this show actually does a fair job of representing that.

By now, I've seen a number of shows set during this era, and they all at least acknowledge the international nature of the city -- usually by mentioning the French Concession and having a handful of evil Japanese characters. However, this is the first time I've seen a show go to such lengths to actually show so many non-Chinese characters onscreen, even to the point of making one a recurring character supporting the main squad.

Salim is the best. Whatever he is being paid, it's not enough. He's Qiao Chusheng's right-hand man, which means he is also the dude who most often has to put up the main trio's bullshit. (The actor himself is also a dude with a pretty cool backstory, which is another great layer.) He's sharp, he's loyal, he's patient, and he looks great with his shirt off. He's got it all!

Other non-Chinese characters include a white Jewish art collector (I'd issue a warning for period-typical antisemitism, except … honestly, it's mostly just confused), a sadistic priest who maybe is supposed to be Italian, a completely different priest who [last episode spoiler], and three whole sinister white dudes behind it all.

It's not just the world coming to China, though! A large number of the Chinese characters are said to have spent significant time outside of China, whether for business or for schooling. Near the end, when some characters are discussing moving away from Shanghai, they consider a number of foreign cities as potential destinations.

Here's a delightful detail: When Lu Yao and his sister speak English, they're dubbed by actors with posh British accents who sound like native (or near-native) English-speakers. This makes perfect sense, because both of the siblings did a lot of their schooling in the UK. When Bai Youning speaks English, she's dubbed by someone who speaks English very well but also has a noticeable Chinese accent, which makes perfect sense for her character's background. And Qiao Chusheng never speaks English at all, because he's a street tough who has no reason to know more than three words.

...This is also kind of weird to say about something literally made in China, but go with me on it: Everything's kind of got that Art Deco Orientalist vibe to it. It looks like China's idea of what Britain's idea of China during that period would have looked like. The result comes across less like what 1920s Shanghai would actually have looked like, and more what an ad for 1920s Shanghai would have looked like. It's a fascinating aesthetic, and more so for how it's mostly pretty subtle. The show isn't some visual extravaganza, but it's always very nice to look at, and I appreciate that in a show.

5. A wonderful horrible protagonist

A lot of mystery-themed prestige television involves an asshole genius detective who gets away with being a dick to everyone because he's sooooo smart, while all his long-suffering friends and colleagues spend a lot of time doing damage control for him because, sigh, he's an asshole but we need him, genius excuses all dickhead behavior, we'll always make exceptions for him because he's just ever so special. (Watch histrionic sage hbomberguy's video on Sherlock if you're unfamiliar with the trope.)

Lu Yao is an asshole genius detective, but one who winds up spending most of his time being an asshole to a) people who deserve it, or b) his horrible friends who will be assholes right back at him. When he is awful to the people who don't deserve it, the show smacks him pretty hard on the nose for it and makes him apologize.

This is a show where you'll figure out pretty quckly if you'll love it or hate it, because if you love Lu Yao, you'll love it, and vice versa. He carries most of the show himself, with his goofy charm and his incredibly bendy slenderman body and his ability to make the one competent person he knows both protect him and give him money.

Like so.

For my own part, I find him intensely charming, and I think a lot of this has to do with Hu Yitian's ability to play him as an affectionately bullyable weenie who needs to get shoved in a locker for his own good. He's the worst, and it's comically endearing instead of offputting because at the end of the day, he really does have a good heart. He's just also lazy as heck and disinclined to do anything that he does not want to be doing, and really, aren't we all?

As I alluded to in point 3, he comes across as real asexual. He's just not that interested in sex, and he is in fact pretty uncomfortable in situations where he finds himself the subject of someone else's sexual desires. He's perfectly capable of romantic feelings! I mean, not only does he get Bai Youning as a love interest, we actually meet one of his ex-girlfriends. He's just not partciularly horny about them -- which is even more noticeable as a sharp contrast to how extremely horny Qiao Chusheng is for just about everyone, but this exasperating little dork in particular.

(Like seriously, 90% of the time, Chusheng is about to explode with sexual frustration at Lu Yao's skinny oblivious ass.)

This isn't to say you couldn't get Lu Yao into bed, because you absolutely could, and he'd probably have a good time. You'd just have to remove all distractions from the room, lest his ADHD ass wind up running off to solve a crime mid-coitus.

Twiggy little nightmare man. Garbage-animal boy. Love him.

sidebar: A word about the ending

I'm going to be vague and talk about general vibes instead of specific events, but you should still skip this section if you want to remain completely unspoiled. Jump to the picture of Chusheng holding the sledgehammer.

Okay, so, a lot of people do not like the ending, and I'm including myself in that number. I honestly don't know if they got rushed and had to wrap everything pretty last-minute, or if they thought they might get a second season out of it and were leaving things open-ended accordingly. Either way, it's incredibly unsatisfying.

I think there's a clue that the show didn't actually want to end this way, and it's not actually in the text of the show itself. Every episode, between the last scene and the start of the credits, you get to see a couple still frames from the episode (usually some of the queerbaity ones). After the very final shot of the series, you get two images: the boys hugging goodbye, and Chusheng's upset face. That's not a resolution! That is at best a "to be continued..." ending!

But no, that's it. That's all, folks.

It's not quite an ending so bad it ruins the rest of the show, mostly because it doesn't feel finished, so it's less like you're watching a car being deliberately driven into a wall because someone thought that was the best route to take, and more like you're watching someone leave a car on the railroad tracks because they figured they'd have time to move it later.

As far as I know, there has been no noise made about a second season. These 36 episodes are the entirety of the narrative. It had the distinct misfortune to start airing in March 2020, which wasn't exactly prime time for planning sequels, and that seems to have been that. (There is a 2022 show called Checkmate that stars the two main guys in extremely similar roles, also adapting Agatha Christie stories, but it's apparently pretty meh? Somebody else who's actually seen it, go ahead and weigh in here.)

I'll say that if you turn off the episode right after Lu Yao gets out the handcuffs, you'll save yourself the worst of it the awkward and unsatisfying moments (though I'm impressed at your willpower to stop watching something five minutes from the end). That's not all of it, though. Structurally, there are several situations rushed to a resolution and loose threads left flapping untied in the breeze. I guess stopping before the last five minutes simply saves you the hope that it'll pull a good ending out of the fire, because it won't.

And let's be real: The more you hate Bai Youning and her romance with Lu Yao, the more you'll hate the ending. (Not that liking those elements will necessarily make you like the ending, of course, because I'm a fan of hers and I still think the ending is butts.) The ending is already like a pair of uncomfortable shoes; if the het romance especially makes you grind your teeth, the ending becomes a pair of uncomfortable shoes that also have a rock in them. A lot of the comments online indicate plenty of people dropped the show when they learned the het romance would be endgame. It's a pretty common dealbreaker.

Oh well. Bring on the fanfic, I say! Those of us who are used to taking a sledgehammer to canon are unafraid.

Smash it, baby.

Still want to see some of these mysteries?

Both iQiyi and Viki have the answer to your sleuthing!

It's not a perfect show -- as evidenced by my digression about the ending -- but it's a lot of fun. If you can handle the occasional foible and some eyebrow-raising moments, you're in for a good time with some attractive people that occasionally tastes very gay.

Every roommate crazy 'bout a sharp-dressed man

#my roommate is a detective #民国奇探 #rec post #i made this

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

Oh my God, can we PLEASE have a Billy Hargrove kink list? I'd love to know your thoughts 😈

yes you may my lovely.

billy hargrove kinklist (top 5) ✨

sadism/masochism~

as previously established, billy is most likely a sub!switch or straight up a bratty sub. he's all big talk, and is used to puffing up and going full 80s macho to impress girls, but really he's putty for anyone willing to play with him. therefore, he's all for painful pleasure, or feel-good pain. giving it is fine, but likely only in that when he doms or challenges you it'll be in the form of literally fighting for dominance, or leaving extra strong hickeys along your body, flowering into those pretty deep purple and pink hues that you both love so much.

billy's more for the physicality than intellectual battles when it comes to sex; that's why to him, dominating or being dominated is all in the pain and pleasure - if he can wring out a pretty whine, groan or squeal from you through physical means (be it any gradient of manhandling you both deem fit) that's the clearest and sexiest way he can establish power (or likewise, be dominated by his partner, which to him is equally as loin-stirring).

body worship~

although just because he's for more dominant and bdsm-styles of foreplay, doesn't mean he's not one for intimacy and showing care - this can be through both being the dom, or being the sub. it's still very billy though; if he's showing anything, it's not really through words or wits, but physical sensation. he'll gift some heartfelt compliments and/or nasty dirty talk about how tight and wet his favorite pussy is ofc but ultimately he's going to impress as a dominant or submissive partner through touching, groping, squeezing and kissing up his partner.

he's def one for lovebites and any marks (be it via ropes, spanks or bruises) that signify that you're each other's first and foremost. although not a top kink, he's def also partial to some exhibitionism (he's already stared at for being either frightening or frighteningly hot, so it's nothing new); some gawks at his bruise-littered nape, or the blossoming redness spreading across your thighs at the beach is something he actually likes to take pride in, tbh

group sex/sharing~

seemingly contrasting to his more possessive needs of marking, but he's happy to oblige in group sex/non-monogamy. maybe not polyamory, but the prospect of two or three beauties slobbering and gagging on his leaky mushroom tip, all the while smearing his juices all over each other and their tits ofc, he's def a tit guy is 100% a fantasy he's jerked off to at least a couple times.

additionally, as he's ultimately a complicated switch, nothing arouses him more than seeing his partner dom him in front of someone else; likewise, different forms of sharing are his jam. domming his partner in front of others gives him a sense of power and control, but also seeing his girl fucked full while he's sat, slowly tugging at his thick cock just does it for him. like i said, this is more threesomes/sharing/orgies than poly though; the idea that when it's all said and done you're each other's only is a big deal to him, deep down.

ropes and restriction~

as mentioned, he's happy to experience a little pain for the pleasure. it stems from his innate strength; he knows he could beat up almost any guy that confronts him; he kinda wants to tbh. he knows people feel intimated by him, and he likes it that way. it takes a lot of effort to maintain the rep of being an asshole, but an asshole worth being afraid of no less. that's why he likes the idea of being tied up.

when it's just you and him, he feels a level of vulnerable that isn't the most common. it's different with you than the other girls, because he doesn't have to lie about being the biggest, scariest, most dominating man. the helplessness and dependence on someone else not only to give him pleasure, but give/protect him from the pain that they themselves have the capacity to inflict is such a contrast to him, it just makes his dick all leaky and his breath all light and huffy. likewise he's big for nipple play but insecure about it, so the idea that when he's cumming from that alone it's really your idea and he's just indulging you gives him the opportunity to enjoy it like a little slut he is in his heart, ngl aw

femdom/malesub~

as we've seen, he's big on powerplay. less of the mental kind, and more of the 'if you can push me to the floor and get me leaking before i can to you, you win' kind of dom/sub dynamic. he's down for some flirting and lewd comments ofc, if that's what it takes to get the sexual ball rolling he's def game. but ultimately he's as excited and horned up at the prospect of pinning you down and fingerfucking your wet, swollen pussy as he is being ridden until he's all empty, tbh.

he's also an 80s slut. so, the classic 80s powerful woman cliches hit him, and hit him hard. a woman strutting in some black heels; a sultry voice and bedroom eyes proving him wrong in ways he can't mentally fathom bc omg her tits are practically spilling out of that top, and what was she just saying? shit; the telltale smell of some flowery or sweet perfume; or some classic long red nails, possibly raking their way up his abdomen, over his chest, and slowly towards his open mouth just make him want to cum. he is a class A slut, and he wants every woman within the age range of 20-45 to know it. boys will be boys, ig.

hope you enjoyed anon; i'm not a big billy stan tbh, but this was rlly fun to write! i did a little headcanon with him and vecna a while back, so it was cool to do just him. he's a mommy's boy 100% ahaha

#billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove headcanon #stranger things smut #stranger things x reader #jim hopper smut #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #jim hopper x reader #cuethediscoandthedrinks #cuethedisco #discosmut

[ikkaku-of-heart]

“Why Ikkaku Ships LawNa” TED Talk

Stepping onto the stage, Ikkaku was dressed fairly professionally. A crisp black blazer, pencil skirt, and oddly enough, glasses she did not need in the slightest. Adjusting those glasses, she cleared her throat before unbuttoning the blazer to reveal a t-shirt underneath, LAW X NAMI 4 EVER printed in bold black letters over a yellow heart.

“So. Trafalgar Law and ‘Cat Thief’ Nami. Allies. Friends? No, lovers. That’s right, Law and Nami are banging. But they’re doing more than just that, aren’t they? Nami’s sunk her claws into him while Law’s stolen her heart. Or maybe it’s the other way around? Either way, it’s undoubtedly one of the best things to ever happen to my captain.”

Staring out at the audience, Ikkaku continued, “I’m sure many of you are asking ‘how the fuck do those two work?!’ Well, I can understand how you small-minded fools could think that. He’s a grumpy bastard while she’s a greedy minx. He loves doing horrible experiments while she loves conning people out of their money. But you only think that way because you aren’t looking very hard at them, are you?” She took a sip of water, paying no mind to the people who grumbled or tried to leave.

Yeah, good luck with that. She had the other Hearts barricade the doors. No one was leaving until she said so.

“That’s why I’m here; to educate the masses on why these two work. So let’s get started, shall we? We’ll start with the surface reasons. Nami is more than just a ten; she’s an eleven, just like Law. She’s drop-dead gorgeous and yeah maybe it’s shallow to say but I think Law deserves someone as pretty as him. They are very aesthetically pleasing as a pair, and it makes my inner fashionista happy to see them getting dressed up and looking damn fine when they go out together.

“But she’s more than just good looks. No, this girl is everything I think Law needs in a partner. She’s his intellectual equal. Seriously, she’s one of three people on the Thousand Sunny that Law can have an actual conversation with about hundreds of different topics. Politics, history, weather, science, economics, culture, she even knows a little bit about basic medicine so he can talk to her about his work without getting a completely blank look in response. She’s also wily as fuck. Like, her deviousness rivals his at points and that is damn impressive. Do you know how rare it is to find someone who can get the better of Law, even for something as simple as stealing a wallet? And even fewer people he likes enough to not plot murderous revenge against. Just petty payback. It’s great to watch.”

Had it been anyone else, perhaps Ikkaku would have been offended on her captain’s behalf that someone would be bold enough to even attempt to pickpocket him, but Nami was a rare, extremely endearing exception. A woman who had managed to capture his attention and can keep him on his toes was exactly the kind of woman she could picture Law falling for.

“Next, she’s also a great balance to his personality. I’m not blind to the fact that my captain is a fucking grumpy ass and a bastard. All dark and edgy and full of spite towards the world. Nami’s not quite pure sunshine but she’s bright, you know? She’s gone through some shit too but is still smiling despite that. Still fighting to achieve her dream. Kind of a warm summer sunbeam to counteract his winter gust of wind if you want to get poetic about it. But she’s also not totally innocent. She’s done some dark shit for the sake of survival. You don’t spend years working for the man who murdered your mother for the sake of freeing your village without doing some morally questionable things. Yeah, not nearly as bad as Law has but she’s still got a bit of darkness balance out the brightness. I think someone who was too much joy and sunshine would utterly repulse a cynic like Law. Gotta have a bit of both. But she’s definitely more light than dark which is what he needs.

“And then there’s the fact that she doesn’t stand for his bullshit. She’s willing to call him out when he’s being too much of a bastard or a stubborn ass. Law needs more people who care about him enough to do that. I can’t always be the one pointing out when he’s being an ass. It’s nice to have someone I can tag in to take over an argument when I need a breather.”

One could argue that was a somewhat selfish reason, and perhaps it was just a little, but Ikkaku would stand by her statement. Hell, having a second person willing to come in and tell him off was a good thing for all parties. It was easier to ignore the scolding from his engineer after all these years, so a second opinion telling him he was being reckless or not taking proper care of himself might actually manage to convince him to do what was best.

“But I think the biggest thing that makes them work is that Nami understands Law in a way I don’t think anyone else really can. She’s told me about what her life was like before Straw Hat saved her, and Law finally spilled his guts to us after Dressrosa. It’s impossible not to see the parallels, even if their stories are kind of opposites. Like, both of them became pirates at a young age and were forced to deal with the guilt that came from the death of a beloved parental figure sacrificing themselves for them. Both were haunted by the shadow of that murderer throughout their lives until Straw Hat stepped in and kicked their ass. So, they can relate to each other in ways I don’t think others really can. Not even me and the crew.

The thing is, Nami’s gotten closure in a way that Law hasn’t. She’s learned to let go and even forgive a little. To smile with all her heart and keep moving forward with her life. So I think Nami’s really fucking good for him because she’s an example of what he can be. She went through a hell that wasn’t totally unlike his, but she came out the other side with a smile despite it all. Hell, you could even argue that she went through something even worse than Law, since he at least didn’t have to work under the person he hated the most through most of his life. I think if their situations were switched, neither would have survived.”

Ikkaku gave a sigh. “Straw Hat kicking Doflamingo’s ass isn’t the closure Law needed, and anyone who thinks it is doesn’t know my captain. He spent ten years plotting to kill that man. To burn down his empire and destroy him in every way he could think of just to ensure the man truly suffered. And yeah, the pink bastard’s in jail now and no longer ruling Dressrosa, but this was never about freeing a kingdom or putting the bad guy away. This was about revenge. Revenge Law was willing to die for. Straw Hat may have beaten him, but it wasn’t the victory Law needed. It wasn’t like what he did for Nami. Yet while I know Law’s never going to fully get that same peace Nami has so long as Joker is still alive, but I still think it’s important for him to see that there is life after the pain. That if Nami can get through it, so can he. I feel that because she’s gone through something similar, she can kinda…get through to him in a way we never could.”

There was a pause as Ikkaku looked out at the audience. Some had begun to nod while others were looking at her skeptically. Understandably, really, as she was a rather biased party, but thankfully she had come prepared for this argument. Helped that she’d had it with Law himself once.

“Now, before anyone thinks this is just me projecting what I want for Law onto Nami, I think he’s good for her, too. Don’t get me wrong, I know she loves her crew, but that girl is surrounded by the likes of Straw Hat, Zoro, Franky, and Brook 24/7. She needs someone on her intellectual level she can talk to. Someone who understands the difficulties of running a ship and that she can bounce ideas off of. Law can advise her on the quartermaster duties I know she takes on and how to run things most efficiently. Someone who can appreciate her sexiness without becoming a drooling mess and who doesn’t fall for her seduction tactics too easily. Hell, I think he can turn the tables and seduce her right back!

“On top of that, you know how I said she can help him get closure for his past? Well, I think Law’s good for her in that he can understand the anger and frustration she must have felt while working for that Arlong bastard. He understands her pain in a way not even Straw Hat could. And, let’s be honest, the guy’s not actually dead. If he ever got out, I feel like Law’s kind of the ideal guy to go to for help. He’d understand why she needs revenge and could get her to him no problem. Luffy of course gets first dibs because he’s her captain, but if Nami wants Arlong dead instead of just beaten to a pulp, well, Law can sure as fuck make him suffer before finally crushing his heart in his bare hands.”

The morbidity of the image had a few people cringing, but Ikkaku merely adjusted her glasses and smiled. “Law’s also good for Nami in that he’ll protect her with his life. The man doesn’t let people into his heart easily but when he loves, it’s like a force of nature. It’s powerful. He would bring the world to its knees for her. There’s also pretty much nothing he won’t do to save her if she’s sick or injured. He’ll protect her, heal her, give her the world if she asked it. And doesn’t she deserve that?

“Speaking of giving her stuff, Law is ideal for Nami because he can give her pretty much anything material she might want. Do you have any idea how much treasure is at the bottom of the sea? We Hearts have basically the whole ocean floor at our disposal, with all the sunken treasure, rare materials, and relics of lost cities we can get our hands on. Law’s loaded. And anything he couldn’t buy for Nami, he could steal with his powers. I doubt she’d even have to ask. Just point and it would be in her hands. It would be worth the cost or trouble to keep her happy.”

Glancing at the clock, Ikkaku decided it was about time to wrap this up. If she kept her captive audience, well, captive for too long, people might start asking questions. Like where the person who was originally going to be giving a presentation had disappeared to. Or they might do something extra stupid, like call the Marines to come arrest the Heart Pirates. That would be so awkward and annoying.

“The most important thing, though, is just that Law’s happy around her. He softens in a way that I usually only see with the crew. And I think he makes her happy, too. I know he’ll insist this is just a fling, but I honestly can see this working out for the long term. Mostly because I don’t think either one would try to pin the other down. Neither is going to be leaving their crews for the other, and that’s ok! They don’t actually need to be together all the time for things to work. They can be apart in person but together in spirit. Nami can continue to work towards her dream of making a map of the world while Law continues exploring the ocean with us. Nami’s incredibly loyal and like I said, once you’re in Law’s heart you’re not getting out, so I can’t see their feelings fading or anything just because they don’t see each other for a while. Hell, I think it’ll be good for them since the distance means they’ll appreciate their reunions more and won’t be smothering each other. And I’m sure Law would let her come along with us for a bit anytime she wanted to explore the underwater currents or islands in the Calm Belt she might be interested in adding to her map.”

Hands on her hips, t-shirt still proudly on display, Ikkaku concluded, “Don’t get me wrong, Law’s a stubborn ass who’s going to take a while before he actually accepts those feelings. Man does not like being vulnerable and these are dangerous, scary, unfamiliar waters for him. He sure as hell won’t be telling her ‘I love you’ anytime soon, but I think she’s ok with that. I’m not sure she’s the type to say it too quickly, either. They’re both smart enough to read between the lines and know what’s up without needing to say the words. That tells me they’re definitely in sync and can handle each other’s unique quirks and qualities. It’s why they’re good together, and why I’ll gladly be captain of this ship, even if it sails into Hell itself. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk. As you leave, please take a LAW X NAMI 4 EVER t-shirt. Anyone who tries to leave the room without one will be mauled by Bepo. Or bitten by Shachi. Or maybe Jean Bart will just snap you in half. Depends on which door you leave through. Anyway, goodnight!”

#Wear My Heart on My Sleeve (Shipping) #Oh Captain My Captain (Law) #Tangerine Queen (Nami) #Stolen Hearts (LawNa) #Imaginative Blueprints (Drabble/Fanfic) #(Ikkaku hijacks a TED Talk to talk about her ship for her captain and regrets nothing) #(why is she wearing glasses? to make her look even more knowledgeable than she is of course) #(I tried not to make Ikkaku a total mouthpiece for why I ship these two but well we ended up sharing many of the same opinions) #(if you need more reasons to ship these two I have several fanfics I can shove in your faces) #(also LawNa fans feel free to reblog this and help spread the good word) #(I must maintain my cult leader status for this ship) #law x nami #trafalgar law x nami #lawnami

[growingexjocks]

The Secret Bulk - Chase Stokes: Ch 2

Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3

Chase Stokes and Austin North start their college journey as Austin observes Chase quickly adapt to their new college lifestyle, including the dining hall.

Moving into a shared apartment near campus, Stokes and North became a part of the college tapestry. They didn't just blend into the crowd, they were the crowd. Their charismatic personalities, coupled with their celebrity status, made them magnets for attention. Their apartment became the unofficial hub for social gatherings - a place where laughter echoed off the walls, and memories were made in the wee hours of the night.

As business students, they found themselves delving into the world of economics, marketing, and management. They studied the intricacies of contracts, the art of negotiation, and the nuances of intellectual property rights - all valuable knowledge that would serve them when they returned to their acting careers.

Despite the parties and the allure of the college lifestyle, they were disciplined when it came to their education. They attended lectures, participated in group projects, and even pulled all-nighters before exams. Their celebrity status didn't exempt them from the rigors of academia, and they embraced the challenge with gusto.

The first night of orientation was a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation. The campus was buzzing with activity, thrumming with the energy of students eager to embark on their college journey. Amid this sea of new faces, Chase Stokes and Austin North stood out like stars in the night sky.

Stokes, with his tall, athletic frame and charismatic persona, was a magnet for attention. His eyes, a dazzling blue, sparkled with mischief under the warm glow of the campus lights. His hair, usually tousled by the sea breeze in "Outer Banks", was styled in a casual, messy manner, adding to his boyish charm. He was dressed in a casual ensemble – a pair of jeans and a shirt left unbuttoned, revealing his toned abs that glistened under the light.

His friend, Austin North, though not as well-known as Stokes, was equally charming. His inherent good looks – the chiseled jawline, the hazel eyes, and the styled brown hair – attracted a fair share of admirers. He had a subtler approach, preferring to let his natural charm and good looks do the talking rather than his celebrity status.

As the night unfolded, both Stokes and North found themselves the center of attention. Girls lined up, hoping to catch a moment with the famous "Outer Banks" stars. Stokes, ever the charmer, entertained his admirers, his laughter echoing through the campus. North, on the other hand, was more selective, choosing to engage in deeper conversations with those who caught his interest.

As the days passed, Stokes began to embrace his celebrity status on campus. He started wearing sunglasses all the time, a symbol of his larger-than-life persona. His outfits became more daring – shirts left completely unbuttoned, or sometimes, no shirt at all. He had a swagger in his walk, a confidence that came with being admired and adored.

Both Stokes and North decided to rush Sigma Phi Epsilon, a popular fraternity on campus. Given their celebrity status, they were welcomed with open arms. They quickly immersed themselves in fraternity life, making fast friends with their brothers. The frat house became their new hub, a place where they could let loose and enjoy college life to the fullest.

Despite their different approaches to college life, Stokes and North remained good friends. They navigated the ups and downs of college together, their bond strengthening with each passing day. They were not just actors or fraternity brothers, they were two young men living out their college years, making memories that would last a lifetime.

The dynamics between Chase Stokes and Austin North began to shift noticeably as the days rolled into weeks. Stokes, caught in the heady blend of fame, freedom, and college life, began veering off the academic path. He skipped classes in favor of long, grueling sessions at the gym. His mornings started with the guttural sound of a blender, whirring loudly as it mixed his daily protein shake. With each gulp, he seemed to be drinking in not just the concoction, but also an amplified version of his own celebrity persona.

Evenings found him at frat parties, a different one each night, where he was always the center of attention. His parties were filled with laughter, music, and endless rounds of flirting. He reveled in the admiration, the attention, the adulation, and with each passing day, he seemed to be morphing further into a character that Austin found increasingly hard to recognize.

Austin, on the other hand, had found a quiet rhythm to his college life. He remained focused on his studies, but there was a new addition to his routine - his girlfriend, the head of their sister fraternity's freshman chapter. She was a grounding presence amidst the whirlwind of college life. Their bond grew stronger with each passing day, their connection deepening beyond the superficial layers of their respective celebrity statuses.

She complimented Austin's muscles frequently, and to impress her further, Austin found himself spending more time at the gym. It was here that he saw Stokes the most - the Chase Stokes who was rapidly becoming a caricature of his former self.

Stokes strutted around the gym, shirtless, showing off his sculpted physique. His gym shorts were tight spandex ones, clinging to his muscular legs and revealing more than they concealed. Around his neck, a gold chain with a cross pendant glinted, a symbol of his transition into a playboy image. He made a spectacle of himself, flexing his biceps for giggling girls, his smugness growing with each admiring glance.

Back at their shared apartment, Stokes would slip back into his old persona - the humble, grounded friend Austin had known before college. But the facade was beginning to wear thin, and Austin couldn't ignore the changes anymore. Stokes was transforming, adopting the traits of the stereotypical frat guy, and while Austin had his girlfriend to ground him, he couldn't help but worry about his friend's rapidly changing demeanor.

Their shared dorm room began to reflect the changes in Chase's lifestyle. The once tidy living room was now a minefield of crushed chip bags and beer cans. Empty ice cream cartons were shoved haphazardly in corners, their sweet remnants now a sour reminder of his growing disregard for cleanliness.

Male Celebrity WG Short Stories Collection -

The Secret Bulk (Chase Stokes) - Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3

More WG Stories by me - Tumblr, Wattpad

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[random-thought-depository]

Two comments on the linked damsel/knight thing, first one Something adjacent I thought about before and the second commetary on it

1) something that I think were blinded from due to the focus on modern feminist critique of it, is that the damsel in distress/ win the princess’s hand in marriage type tropes function basically as a gender flipped version of Cupid and psyche/cinderella/Rapunzel type stories, where the protagonist ( a commoner ( living in what is extreme poverty by modern standards) or sometimes lower nobility ( or can be a princess if its to a GOD) ) accomplishes difficult tasks in order to win the affections/hand in marriage of a princess/prince. This is a very simple wish fulfillment fantasy!* in which you are able to be valued ( in a affectionate/sexual , not extremely labor market related way) don’t have to work hard anymore and are no longer in danger of starving or freezing to death!

* and one I relate to even as a sort-of-fem gay guy more removed from the whole gender roles thing

2) I think it is interesting that the writer was able to separate birth mother and primary child care takers in her mind for herself, but kept writing protector/provider as one ( with the slash!), despite them being far more distinct historically. In most of History Women were the Providers. They did 80% of the calorie collection for hunter gatherers, they did the agricultural work in hoe based societies, It wasn’t only in societies that moved on to the plow that men could honestly be said to be the Primary Provider, and even then women were still producing goods ( cloth, pottery etc) that would contribute to the household economy either for There own subsistence use or to sell/barter as part of a cottage industry, and this didn’t end until industrialization ( and even after industrialization lower class women still sometimes worked! Remember the triangle shirt waist factory fire? Or the radium girls?)

Regarding the point about hunter-gatherer societies in 2), IIRC it depends on ecological context: in environments where fruit, tubers, and small game are abundant the majority of food is obtained by activities that are either women's work or not particularly gendered, but in environments where big game is the more abundant potential source of human-usable food the majority of food is obtained by big game hunting, which is mostly done by men (at least in known Homo sapiens hunter-gatherer societies). Notably, IIRC the latter kind of environment includes the Arctic tundra (I'm guessing cause there plant bioproductivity is low and Bergmann's rule favors concentration of animal biomass into big animals), which is probably the best analogy on present day Earth for the steppe-tundra/mammoth steppe and cold grasslands that covered much of Eurasia during the ice ages. Also, even if big game hunting wasn't providing the majority of the calories it might have been important as a supplementary or seasonal food source and it may have had an importance as a source of protein and other nutrients that surpassed its importance as a source of calories. But yeah, I agree, just assuming that basic physical resources net flow from men to women and children instead of net flowing from women to children and men is a big blindspot!

Also, the analysis in those posts I was talking about seemed to more-or-less just take monogamy-as-default as a given, but I don't think monogamy is well-explained by meat-provisioning or by need to protect females and immature young from violence, at least not if you extrapolate from the intellectual and political capacities of modern humans!

IIRC actual hunter-gatherer societies tend have strong norms of big game meat being shared relatively equally around the band with distribution being controlled by more-or-less consensus of the entire band. Which makes sense; a logical way to process and distribute big game is to take the carcass back to camp or gather the group around it and cut it up, this is a situation in which effective political coalitions demanding more-or-less equal distribution of the meat would develop very easily. If you're going to use sexual bonding between men and women to reinforce relatively egalitarian meat distribution controlled by consensus of the band, you're probably going to end up with some kind of ...MMMFFF... polyamory!

And I think something similar applies to protection of women and children from violence (whether violence by other humans or dangerous nonhuman animals).

An individual human man is actually quite vulnerable to organized human violence no matter how personally badass he is, because humans are really good at cooperation and even the most badass individual man is probably going to go down hard against ten times his number in much less impressive fighters with access to similar technologies of violence. If you look at what human male violence actually looks like, a lot of it is cooperative violence done by groups of men fighting for a shared cause.

Even if we're just talking about protection against unorganized murder, an individual man is not actually a particularly great defense system for a woman and her children, cause, y'know, he's gotta sleep sometime, and he's probably gotta do a bunch of other stuff that regularly takes him out of immediate physical proximity to her and her kids for significant periods of time. That woman would be much safer being guarded by a group of men, maybe in a situation of a group of men guarding a group of women and their children.

Same applies to defense against nonhuman predators, and would have applied to it really hard before the invention of projectile weapons. One man with basically a sharp stick would probably not be a very formidable opponent to a dinofelis or megantereon, and would probably get ripped up pretty efficiently by a pride of lions or a pack of Pachycrocuta brevirostris (actually, I wouldn't be surprised if before the lions and Pliestocene mega-hyenas could get him he got ripped up pretty efficiently by a pack of early Pliestocene African wild dogs that had been habituated to hunting early humans and hence had learned tactics optimized to deal with prey that presented approximately his threat profile). If you were a woman on the early Pliestocene African savanna, you'd be much safer being protected from predators by a group of men.

And if you look at how human societies actually go about protecting women and children, yeah, it's mostly coordinated cooperative efforts by groups of people.

As I touched on in my speculations about anti-predator defense and the origin of the masculine gender role, if you're going to use sexual bonding between men and women as a way to reinforce a relationship in which men protect women and children from dangerous nonhuman animals and/or hostile humans, I think you'd be more likely to end up with some kind of ...MMMFFF... polyamory!

I don't have a firm opinion on what the evolutionary impetus for human monogamishness (not a typo!) was, but I suspect it was not meat provisioning in the context of big game hunting and it was not the necessity of protecting women and children from dangerous nonhuman animals and/or hostile humans.

#gender

[wonderingpanda]

Okay so uh my brain did a silly and I’m so sorry but for the Girls Team meets 2012!TMNT can it be romantic somehow, I’m not sure how you’d manage it but maybe separate HCs/Scenarios?

Again super super sorry my brain likes to go people pleaser mode even online :<

Romance Headcanons Pt. 1

This is going to be the first part of two different romance headcanons to help decide which of the TMNT boys the girls are better with. Anyone can feel free to let me know their preference once I post the second part with their non-character match. For those looking for some more x reader content rn, feel free to imagine this as headcanons of the turtles with a reader that matches their personality.

Leo and Gina

Training together all the time

It’s almost like a rivalry where they both want to take charge and make all the decisions

Definitely fighting for who gets to say the heroic leader lines

Lots of playful banter, especially when in battle

When they first met it was like an ongoing war to prove who was the better leader

Leo’s also pretty insecure and is always showing off his fighting skills in hopes he’ll impress Gina and maybe earn some praise

In the end Leo accepts the fact that they’re both great leaders and enjoys working by her side

Raph and Mira

He’s pretty aggressive at first and doesn’t exactly trust her (who can blame him)

After several sweet moments of bonding the two eventually get more comfortable with each other

Soon enough they’re basically each others therapists

Due to their equally forceful fighting styles it’s easy for the two to work through their anger by sparring together

Will rant to each other constantly

Are always looking out for each other during fights

If one of them is in danger the other is ready run in and kick ass

Donnie and Sadie

As the two smartest people out of both teams it only makes sense that they would talk to each other

Instantly clicked over the most random topics that none of the others could understand

An intellectual power couple undoubtedly

Although couple is a strong word to use with Donnie’s anxiety

Definitely have cute moments of exchanging gadgets

Maybe even a time where Donnie tries on Sadie’s glasses and she tries on his goggles

Neither exactly fit but it was worth a shot

It’s going to be pretty obvious they like each other from them fawning over the smallest things the other one does

But they’re still completely oblivious to the other’s feelings making the situation twice as painful

Mikey and Lia

What happens when you put a loose canon with a crackhead? Pure, utter chaos

The second they met it was like fireworks colliding in the sky

There is not a moment of peace I promise you that

Both are extremely affectionate with each other so it’s never quite clear wether the situation is platonic or romantic

Mikey is just floating on clouds without a single thought of how he or she might feel

Meanwhile Lia knows how she feels and is desperately trying to let Mikey know in every possible way

Despite this, the two make an incredible team, especially when it comes to pranks

No water balloon shall go un-thrown

Hope you enjoyed reading! I’ll try to get part two out as soon as possible although it may be slightly delayed since I’ve been getting pretty busy lately. Anyhow, please have an amazing day/night wherever you may be!✨

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #leo x reader #tmnt x oc #mikey x reader #raph x reader #donnie x reader #2012 tmnt x reader

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

Islamophobia was invented to silence those Muslims who question the Koran and who demand equality of the sexes.

By: Pascal Bruckner

Published: Jan 3, 2011

At the end of the 1970s, Iranian fundamentalists invented the term "Islamophobia" formed in analogy to "xenophobia". The aim of this word was to declare Islam inviolate. Whoever crosses this border is deemed a racist. This term, which is worthy of totalitarian propaganda, is deliberately unspecific about whether it refers to a religion, a belief system or its faithful adherents around the world.

But confession has no more in common with race than it has with secular ideology. Muslims, like Christians, come from the Arab world, Africa, Asia and Europe, just as Marxists, liberals and anarchists come or came from all over. In a democracy, no one is obliged to like religion, and until proved otherwise, they have the right to regard it as retrograde and deceptive. Whether you find it legitimate or absurd that some people regard Islam with suspicion – as they once did Catholicism – and reject its aggressive proselytism and claim to total truth – this has nothing to do with racism.

Do we talk about 'liberalophobia' or 'socialistophobia' if someone speaks out against the distribution of wealth or market domination. Or should we reintroduce blasphemy, abolished by the revolution in 1791, as a statutory offence, in line with the annual demands of the "Organisation of the Islamic Conference".  Or indeed the French politician Jean-Marc Roubaud, who wants to see due punishment for anyone who "disparages the religious feelings of a community or a state". Open societies depend on the peaceful coexistence of the principal belief systems and the right to freedom of opinion. Freedom of religion is guaranteed, as is the freedom to criticise religions. The French, having freed themselves from centuries of ecclesiastical rule, prefer discretion when it comes to religion. To demand separate rights for one community or another, imposing restrictions on the right to question dogma is a return to the Ancien Regime.

The term "Islamophobia" serves a number of functions: it denies the reality of an Islamic offensive in Europe all the better to justify it; it attacks secularism by equating it with fundamentalism. Above all, however, it wants to silence all those Muslims who question the Koran, who demand equality of the sexes, who claim the right to renounce religion, and who want to practice their faith freely and without submitting to the dictates of the bearded and doctrinaire. It follows that young girls are stigmatised for not wearing the veil, as are French, German or English citizens of Maghribi, Turkish, African or Algerian origin who demand the right to religious indifference, the right not to believe in God, the right not to fast during Ramadan. Fingers are pointed at these renegades; they are delivered up to the wrath of their religions communities in order to quash all hope of change among the followers of the Prophet.

On a global scale, we are abetting the construction of a new thought crime, one which is strongly reminiscent of the way the Soviet Union dealt with the "enemies of the people". And our media and politicians are giving it their blessing. Did not the French president himself, never one to miss a blunder - not compare Islamophobia with Antisemitism? A tragic error. Racism attacks people for what they are: black, Arab, Jewish, white. The critical mind on the other hand undermines revealed truths and subjects the scriptures to exegesis and transformation. To confuse the two is to shift religious questions from an intellectual to a judicial level. Every objection, every joke becomes a crime.

The desecration of graves or of places of worship is naturally a matter for the courts. In France, for the most part it is Christian graveyards or churches that are affected. Let us not forget that today, of all the monotheist religions, Christianity is the most persecuted – particularly in Islamic countries such Algeria, Iraq, Pakistan, Turkey or Egypt. It is easier to be a Muslim in London, New York or Paris than a Protestant or Catholic in the Middle East or North Africa. But the term "Christianophobia" does not function – and that's a good thing. There are words which taint language, which obscure meaning. "Islamophobia" is one of the words that we urgently need to delete from our vocabulary.

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Iranian Islamists invented "Islamophobia."

#islam #islamophobia #iran #islamic republic of iran #islamic regime #blasphemy #blasphemy laws #thought crime #religion #criticism of islam #criticism of religion #religion is a mental illness

[peridot-tears]

The case of Jennifer Scott

Something that has haunted me since I finished the Black Flag game and novel all those years ago is: What the fuck happened between Edward meeting Jenny and the events of AC: Forsaken?

Chronologically, AC: Forsaken came first, and then the Black Flag game and novel. We have Haytham's perspective, we are introduced to Jenny as someone who's upset that their father wouldn't train her as an assassin and, ostensibly, Edward and Tessa just want to marry off. Haytham is a bit of an unreliable narrator, because the adults try not to argue in front of him, so we don't know if getting rid of Jenny is what Edward really wanted, but the idea that she doesn't belong in the household is pretty well-established at this point.

Decades down the line, after Reginald Birch kills their father and Haytham saves his sister, Jenny says in her own words that that was the case:

"I hated him. All his talk of freedom��spiritual and intellectual freedom—didn’t extend to me, his own daughter. There was no weapons training for me, remember? No ‘Think differently’ for Jenny. There was just ‘Be a good girl and get married to Reginald Birch."

Then Black Flag the video game releases a year later in October 2013, and Black Flag the novel releases in December 2013 two months later. It's already been well-established that Edward was a flawed father to Jenny.

The Black Flag video game ends with this girl having the guts to travel across the fucking ocean all alone to meet a father she's never met. She's the milestone. She's Edward's commitment to a new life and fostering a child's view of the world.

Let's look at the Black Flag novel. This man addresses his first-person life story (the novel's narrative framing) to Jenny. Like Haytham does with Ratohnhaké:ton, he tells her his background, and is even honest with how was cast out by his own mother when he came back to Wales. Oliver Bowden wrote out Edward's adoration and willingness to stick with his daughter knowing full well of the eventual gap in their relationship.

Meta-wise, we know the writers probably wanted to make Edward as flawed as possible, and also tragedy is like candy to Ube Softee.

In-universe, what the fuck happened between the events of Black Flag and Forsaken to make Edward neglect Jenny?

Maybe while he was trying to rebuild his life, he couldn't spend as much time with her as he wanted. And when Tessa came into the picture, and then Haytham, well. Even if you still love your kids equally, the way you treat them is different. Jenny was probably neglected.

I'm not dissecting this in the context of Edward-drinks-respect-women-juice or whether or not you can call him a feminist, because I think those are really broad terms for someone who's lived in at least three different worlds with different rules all before he's 40. That deserves its own post.

But it seems wild to me that Edward -- someone who married a woman who matched his energy and stood up to drunken assholes to help other people; someone who in his own words respected Mary Read more than anything; someone who took counsel from Anne Bonny and trusted her to be his quartermaster -- wouldn't train his ballsy daughter to be an Assassin, and instead groom his son to be one instead. Where did that double-standard come from?

Did he want to protect his child from that world? Maybe he changed his mind by the time Haytham came along, but it was too late for Jenny.

It could go back to how he neglected Caroline too. He left to seek his fortune, out of selfish personal glory but also because she'd given up her inheritance to live a humble life he was ashamed to put her into. And because she eventually left him because all he could do was dream about it. He left his parents -- and in a sense, his wife -- to chase his dreams. Maybe that pattern repeated with his daughter. Once he started building a new life in England, with a new woman, there just wasn't space to consider training her anymore.

I think he decided on a certain life for her -- married, with a good reputation in high society -- and dismissed her when she wanted to become an Assassin, because he'd lived that life and didn't want it for her. Even though...that's incredibly myopic of him. Did he really think that the girl who, as a kid who'd just lost her mother, crossed a pirate-infested ocean to be with him would want to be a housewife? She said herself to Haytham:

"I once told you that our lives were mapped out for us, remember? ...I was born to serve men, and serve men is what I have done."

And did he really, truly just want her out of his life when she got older? Or was forcing marriage on her a way to ensure she lived in comfort, the way he wanted for Caroline?

And here's the part where we could comment on misogyny -- maybe he felt that he had to protect the women in his family, and couldn't wrap his head around the fact that she could decide for herself. Mary Read and Anne Bonny were pirates he met and befriended. Caroline and Jenny are his family, under his charge.

I think it's a combination of selfish and selfless reasons, of course, but I wish I could have seen what happened while Jenny grew up.

#the kenway saga is like mdzs #you get just enough story to know everything sucked and everyone is morally gray and their relationships will never be “right” again #and then everything else is crumbs with no details #so you have no clue if some things are true or some things aren't #and you're not sure if people's intentions are what they say they are #i'm sure Edward loved her very much but that doesn't mean that made him a good father #it's such a disappointment after all the growth he went through in black flag #and jenny's story is so neglected #it just sounds like she lived a hard life and died unhappy #when she was such a bright and brave kid #assassin's creed 3 #assassin's creed #assassin's creed black flag #ac black flag #edward kenway #haytham kenway #jennifer scott #mary read #anne bonny #ac forsaken #caroline scott #ac3 #ac #haytham #edward #tears falling like peridots #black flag #assassin's creed forsaken #cw misogyny mention

[stevenbasic]

Growing into the Job Post 263: Anderson's Warning

I haven’t…I haven’t felt like this in ages, I remember thinking, as I took the chance to reflect during a quick break in the hall between patients. For the moment I was alone, girls were all in rooms tending to business, and I was thumbing through - for maybe the twentieth time haha - the pics that Melissa had sent me from our date. That particularly racy one always made me pause - haha swipe through, brother! No 9-inch boners when you go in to see Mr. Kowalczyk!

Anyway, yeah, I felt great. Despite my health issues (I really should find someone to…y’know...check me out), despite my diminished authority here at work (I kinda sorta felt like I worked for Sheryl and Olivia now), and despite my collapsed marriage (all my fault!) I was working with an energy I hadn’t had in years. Maybe, in fact, my recent uptick in attitude was actually because of my divorce: I feel free!  Or because of the change in management here: less hassle, right? Or even because of the fact that I was now a short, short man with - haha go away, buddy! - near-constant erections: remember Friday night? Standing next to her, below her? The view, the feeling I get being dwarfed by her…oh man. And my boners are like a tribute…

Check out that shot…

Melissa. This was all due to Melissa. Hired as my new, absolutely-under-qualified Office Manager just over two months ago more on account of her cup size than her resume, Melissa had gone from my secret object of fixation to…to…

Remember those kisses, just before lunch today? We’d found ourselves alone for a quick moment in the breakroom, and she’d pinned me to the soda machine with her mouth and a stream of giggles after I complimented her pink sweater. Or the way her hair found the last light of the day coming through her office windows as I sat with her yesterday? Her smile, when she brought me my warm milk this morning (laugh all you want I think it’s adorable), or when she showed me the new picture of her cat? Good god - Melissa was beautiful! And sweet! And -  in her own way -  funny, quirky. Despite always being the hot girl in the room she was generally humble. She didn’t talk too much about her past, her family or upbringing - in fact she always casually steered away from them in conversations - but she had some fun stories to tell, was ebullient and kind. 

Wow, she’s so cute in that one…

And, for some reason, she seemed to like me! Somehow, despite all I’d mentioned - the mess of my divorce, my recent loss of authority and financial stability, and the fact that I was more than ten years older and a foot shorter than her, an absolute twerp  - Melissa seemed honestly, truly excited to spend time with me, get to know me. And seeing her, talking to her here at the office - even just in quick, casual moments - had become the brightest parts of my day. The looks she gave me, the music in her laugh at my corny jokes, made me think she felt the same way. I daresay we were falling head-over-heels for each other. Yes, we’d had just one date but this had been brewing under the surface for some time, unspoken. For months I’d had the hots for her and she, apparently, for me. 

Melissa was, for sure, so different from Sheryl, the woman with whom I’d had the longest, deepest relationship of my life. Sheryl had been my equal or better on so many levels intellectually. A fascinating, captivating, driven and committed person, Sheryl challenged me. Melissa, on the other hand, was softer. Not the most intelligent girl, she wasn’t book-smart, well-read, or even able to spell. She was not well-versed in history, politics, science. Basic accounting obviously flummoxed her. She didn’t hold strong opinions in the way I would normally find attractive in someone. But she had another kind of intelligence, an emotional intelligence. Well, yes…she was good with people, but it was maybe more of a sensual intelligence that shone out of her. She knew her body, her appearance, her sexuality, how to use it with others. And oh my god the sex of her! A force of nature! She was like a big bulging bag of estrogen, a walking hormone. Well, maybe not a walking hormone. More like a strutting, bouncing, jiggling, six-foot-plus tall pulsing and throbbing hormone. 

Fuck me it’s like I can smell her in the air around me, I marveled to myself as I signed a prescription for Mr. Kowalczyk, I must be falling for her…

<buzz buzz!>

Hm. An alert, an email. That guy again. 

Another one from “ANDRSN”. Well, at least from the subject line I think it’s that guy, the guy that’s been sending me these random weird links and articles. It’s from a different address every time but it’s always the same poorly grammatized, all-caps-like-he’s-always-yelling shit. 

I huffed, annoyed that I’d been interrupted from my reverie by this crap. I should have just junked it, I know…who had time for this paranoid, conspiracy theory bullshit? But, something inside me, some weird little voice of caution always nagged at me to open these things, take a look. What was he saying this time? 

WARNING!! FORIEGN CONSPIRETOR COMPANY MAKING PHYSICAL INROADS TO YOR PLACE OF BUSINES AS WE SPEAK! 

CURENTLY BEING POSTED ON SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORMS BY YOUR OWN ENPLOYEE!!!

Okay, what? I laughed to myself. This dude Anderson (don’t know if he had a first name) was, as far as I could tell, the brother of one of the young women in the clinical trial study for Evolution Pharmaceutical’s new product. Of all the study subjects over the past week, she was one that stuck out in my mind: an overgrown, narcissistic teen with a god complex. Mary Jane, if I remember. I’d seen her last…Wednesday?…given her her sixth dose of the supplement, and her brother wasn’t too happy about it, her getting these vitamins or whatever they were. He came across as a paranoid weirdo and I didn’t have time for this especially since I should go in and see Mr… Kowalski?

His email went on, ranting about some huge overseas conglomerate with geopolitical aspirations posing as a lingerie manufacturer or something. Yikes haha right?

He then went on, I read, shaking my head, incredulous, informing me that SHE MAY BE AWARE OF MY SURVAILLANCE and that he COULDNT RISK EXPOSING THE RESITANCE and had fled his house, GONE UNDERGROUND, adding AND I SUGEST YOU DO THE SAME!!

WOOF THIS GUY WAS CRA- haha, sorry. This guy, whoever he was, was crazy. But something struck me in his message, that little nagging voice again that distracted me from starry-eyed thoughts of Melissa, when he told me to go investigate what was happening in the office: RIGHT NOW. 

Haha fine, after I go in and examine Mr….how do you say his name?

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#growing into the job

[gillianthecat]

I just read Naomi Novik’s final book in her Scholomance trilogy, The Golden Enclaves. This was the first book I’ve read in I don’t know how many months, possibly since last winter. Historically I’ve been a huge reader, usually a binge reader. I’m in an odd lull from it now, and pretty much only watching things. A flip from the previous two years when I lived on fanfic and romance novels and could barely watch a thing.

Overall I liked it, and the whole series! My appreciation of this book was more intellectual than emotion, but I’m not sure if that’s the book or just my current state of mind. I have many thoughts about it, which I may eventually write something about. Particularly about the way she writes romance, and the role it plays in her stories, across her original fic and fanfic. And also about how she mapped the magical world onto the mundane.*

Mostly I’m posting this as a time stamp of when I read it, since I found going back through my blog useful when trying to reconstruct my watching life. And also as a note to self about what I was thinking of.

(This reading was triggered by the post someone reblogged about how there is a recurring character in Supernatural fanfic named Naomi Novak.)

*on the enclave politics of the magical world: I kind of wish she’d made it either less of a match for the cities and international politics of the real world, or more so, and leaned into the political allegory. As it was, it felt too much like relying on stereotypes as a shortcut.

on romance: I found Orion completely uninteresting as a love interest, although fascinating as a concept and a narrative foil. His boring personality was partly the point of the character—what happens when someone really is the hero, and only lives to slaughter monsters?—but it also made it hard to understand why El loved him, or to feel emotionally invested in her grief for him and her performing impossible feats just to save him. Intellectually I understood them, and they make for great storytelling, but I personally didn’t care much about his fate. And then at the end I realized that he performed the same role as the flat generic female love interests in so many stories about male heroes. Where they exist to be saved but aren’t fully fleshed out on their own. (thequeenofsastiel, I won’t tag you in case you haven’t read these books, but it’s making me think of our conversations about women in media.) Someone to motivate the protagonist, to be rescued. (I do also have many vague thoughts about all the interesting things she was doing with Orion and El (and both their mothers) that wasn’t romance, but I have a headache and don’t want to write anymore.)

Which made me look back to the other two novels of hers that I read, Spinning Silver and Uprooted, and in those the male love interests of the young female protagonist are similarly sidelined and… not necessarily one-dimensional exactly, but underexplored. They’re both significantly older than the protagonist, and the story of the romance is really a sideline or an afterthought. I know many people were bothered by the age gap in Uprooted, but as I recall it didn’t bother me because it felt like the story was about the protagonist growing up and coming into her power, becoming someone who was an equal of the old man wizard at the end. Like in so many stories where the hero gets the girl, the "romance" isn’t about him, it’s symbolic of the journey she went on… not a reward exactly, but also more about her than him. In Spinning Silver the romance is even less fleshed out—she goes into the woods with the fairy king (or whatever he was, I read it long ago) and they come out married. My reaction to that was mostly huh? It more or less made sense for the story, but she gives so little explanation of why and how they fell in love that it felt jarring.

If these three books were all I’d read of hers I’d assume she simply wasn’t interested in romance. The fact that 2/3 of the love interests are so much older and given so little page time reminds of that story (not sure if it’s true or apocryphal) about Louisa May Alcott being told she had to put a romance in Little Women and, in irritable defiance, making Jo fall in love with a boring old man. But much of her fanfic is romance, and when she puts it in I can usually feel the love and attraction between the characters, understand why they want each other. Which makes me curious about why it’s so different in the three published novels I’ve read. Is she less interested in het relationships? (I’ve read very little of her mf fan fiction so far.) Does it get in the way of the stories she wants to tell about young women? Is it something about the way she’s using YA genre conventions?

It does feel a little weird talking about her work on Tumblr where I know she has an account (which I even follow) but presumably she isn’t doing name searches out here.

#gillianthecat reads books #the golden enclaves #the scholomance #naomi novik #spoilers under cut #also spoilery thoughts on spinning silver and uprooted #this was literally going to be a two sentance note for myself then look what happened #i might as well just tag #spinning silver #uprooted

[lindszeppelin]

Been following the convo on Aus' relationship on here, while I don't know if they're pr or not, one thing I noticed is she's really insecure about the relationship, that's why she grabbed him like that, mimics what he does etc. It's not surpising given her age and who she's dating, but I think Aus will eventually end up with someone more mature and intellectually his equal.

I’m glad someone brought this up because yes! She is very insecure. Speaking on this from a PR perspective, it makes sense she would be insecure because they have to sell that they love each other to the media. If Austin is running away from her, wearing a mask around her, ignoring her, then she is gonna start getting anxious and it’s gonna show. Why? Because she’s not a good actress and can’t convincingly put on a poker face. Grabbing onto him, smothering him, and giving him the eye when he ignores her existence are clear tells and if she was smarter she wouldn’t let it show in her face that she’s insecure.

And let’s just come at this from a non PR perspective to play devils advocate for those that don’t think it’s PR. Kaia being insecure with Austin choosing to not be by her side and give her what she wants is a red flag that she is immature, she does not respect him and his space, and she’s only thinking about herself. How is that true love? Girl it’s not lol

And yes 100. He will end up with a woman closer to his age and more mature. That man needs a stimulating, intelligent conversation with real adults right now lol. Not a room full of her young 20-something airhead friends that can’t rub two brain cells together

#lindsay's anon asks

[aclosetfan]

hey! im kinda curious as to what your take on blossoomers dynamic is hsjsjjs

i rlly like ur writing and how u portray the ppg characters from what I’ve seen so I’d just like to properly see what u think of them 😖

sorry if you’ve gotten a question like this before!

It’s nbd! There so few posts about blossom and boomer that even if I had answered a similar question before, who am I to deny someone their rare pair content lolol

I did generally lay out how I interpret the boys and girls relationship here if you’re interested :) there’s also more below the cut!

Tbh Blossom’s one of those characters I have a hard time writing. Honest confession, she has a character personality I usually find boring probably because she reminds me too much of myself 😂 so I’m always trying to find ways to make her more fun for me to write. And when I realized I could do that best not shipping her with brick, I started pairing her with others, like Princess!

I ended up liking her relationship with Boomer more than I thought I would. To me, it doesn’t have to be a romantic relationship, but this duo would be so much fun to see in action.

When I’m pairing Blossom and Boomer together, I characterize Boomer as someone who wants to be respected and treated as a mental equal even though he’s not “traditionally” smart. And I’d believe Blossom would be able to give him that.

Blossom isn’t as rude as Brick, so she’d likely entertain Boomer’s ideas and see the merit in them before immediately putting them down, like his brothers do.

I also don’t think Blossom would be cruel enough to call people dumb or stupid (unless it’s her sisters, but that’s sister stuff, or if whoever really deserves it), so when Boomer starts beating himself up about being dumb in front of Blossom, who he sees as incredibly smart, and hearing her say “no, don’t say that about yourself, everyone’s smart in their own way,” that would probably be akin to a compliment that would go right to his ego.

So really, their relationship is built on shared respect. Blossom doesn’t treat Boomer like he’s incompetent, and in turn, Boomer listens to Blossom without arguing back like the sassy kid he generally is in the comics/show.

I also think their “flaws” compliment each other. Blossom’s serious, neat, and bookish. Boomer’s none of those. And while you could argue that Butch or Brick aren’t either, I’d say that Boomer is more so. Like going off fanon stereotypes, Brick is seen as her intellectual equal and they end up being too similar, and when paired with Butch, he’s characterized as a loyal henchman bad boy, which sort of exacerbates the characterization pedestal Blossom sometimes gets put on (does that make sense lol?). Like being a henchman sort of highlights Blossoms flaws in a bad way, not a “I’m forcing this character to grow” way, which depending on the story, can work out, don’t get me wrong.

But while Boomer listens to Blossom, he’s still Boomer about it. He hears what she has to say but sometimes he isn’t listening and he misinterprets what she really means, so they get into various forms of shenanigans, that stresses Blossom out but because Boomer is so “go with the flow” he ends up forcing her to relax and have fun. His general chaotic personality would force her to relax, and her serious lawful-good energy would force him to grow up and be responsible.

Basically, I think Boomer would be better at getting Blossom out of her comfort zone and vise versa.

And because they could have this vibrant relationship, you could really pull some meaningful character growth out of them and make a fic fun to read/write even if they’re not shipped together! But that’s just one way to construct their dynamic. It really just depends on the story you’re putting them in and the characterizations you want them to have!

It’d be fun to know what other people think!! People don’t dive much into these two together :)

#anon asks #bloomer #hopefully that answers the question! #give me ur opinions on our cotton candy duo I’m curious!!

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

"Representative samples"

The world is in many ways a very small place. It contains the Earth, and that's about it; everything else seems to be a kind of extension, an outgrowth, or even a banal lie: at least, such is the impression I get from my own experience as well as from the available data. But there are some people who believe otherwise -- they think that we are surrounded by a vast number of other inhabited planets, all equally real but each existing in its own separate dimension. A planet similar enough to our own for the two of them to share a name appears every time someone thinks hard about it (and vice versa), just like how you can have multiple dreams with different settings if you sleep deeply enough. Accordingly, some scientists call these universes "planetary projections."

In one of those, you might find me. In another, not.

But this is not what I want to talk about today. What interests me most right now is the question of whether we should care. Do I care? And do you care, reader? If your answer is yes, then why? Why are you interested in reading this story at all? Is it because you know me personally, so you feel compelled to keep up with whatever I happen to be doing? Or is it because of something more abstract than that, something rooted in empathy or intellectual curiosity? Whatever it may be, let us say for purposes of discussion that you care. Wouldn't it follow that you also care about others whose lives intersect mine in various ways? The girl sitting next to me on the bus, the guy across town whom I met once when he was buying a newspaper late at night, the policeman who pulled me over last weekend, etc., etc.. You wouldn't care about their stories unless I told you about them, would you? Right? Well, if that's true, then maybe you don't really care about me either. Maybe it's only the stories themselves that matter to you, not the person telling them. [ETA: Actually, scratch the word "only". That's too strong.]

Maybe this line of reasoning sounds silly. After all, no one has ever written any novel without making use of its characters. If it were possible to write a novel about nothing but events without context, no one would bother writing anything. Even the greatest works of literature contain personalities. So, what am I getting at here? Well, I don't mean that novels aren't meaningful. On the contrary! They are often extremely important. Still, there is an unmistakable difference between personal involvement and detachment. Let me illustrate using a familiar example. There's a TV show called House MD which I enjoy immensely. Whenever Hugh Laurie makes his little speech after seeing a patient ("Diagnosis: Diverticulitis"), I never fail to chuckle. However, if the show had been titled Dr. James Wilson MD instead, I probably wouldn't have

[silverspoonfedbraggart]

I hate

That i want to throw tantrums when I’m an adult man now

Because a little girl was praised for being grown

I hate That i want to kick and scream and cry and scream and scream and scream and scream

Because no one is listening and i don’t want to be told to calm down I want to be the loudest thing in the room without reassurement that I’m not disturbing anyone else I want someone to look at me unflinching and not want an explanation for anything I’m doing because I’m tired of being comprehensible i know that I’m not i want someone to be as fucking patient as j have beeen up until this point and i want someone to have patience after i snap and won’t try to jam the splintered bones back together because they’re not ready to be reset yet they’ll grow together crooked if you just slap a cast on it stopstopstopgetawaystopgetout

now fungus will grow under where the moisture is trapped and can’t escape.

you’ve run this over a million times in your mind. Heard bones crack under tires and yelps from bystanders. Your skipping record keeps lingering on the worst thought you could manage. Aren’t you impressed? Something so sickening, vile, and contrary can come from the mind you think that you control. You don’t even have a faucet to turn off the unending torrential stream of conscious-( That’s not what that word means, you know? Did you read it and find it’s company pleasant? Did you want to speak it out loud to give it shape? And how did those giggles sound when someone else hears, and sees you two together?) thought.

Is that your savior complex? Trying to help a little rich white girl not feel so lonely? As she begs to someone to just make her not so goddamn bored. this real life they’re selling? It’s so boring. She shouldn’t have to dilute her Self just to talk to an adult. Understimulated. Go to the internet for the trauma you crave. Anything to make yourself more interesting. Just like mom always says, only boring people get bored. She’s already guessed every plot, she needs something new. Then when an adult treats her like an equal… it won’t be for her sake. It will be for an adult whose intellectual equal is a chronically-online-12-year-old-know-it-all. Shouldn’t they be the ones asking the questions and challenging me here?

ASL?

22/m/USA

How could you ever think you were in charge? You’re just strapped in to this haunted house of horror. A dumb baby put on this ride to circle the earth for years and years. And there’s only one way off if you don’t have the stomach for motion sickness

Sedate yourself to keep the stomach acid down

Suicide is about control

Blow your own brain when you get home

hack your lungs out in the interim.

you say you smoke to keep up and to make connections

To keep sweet and get people to like you

But you know you’re weed’s a downer

not a boost

That you’re the hare, who rushed through childhood and is now waiting for everyone to catch up

“It’s a new school, you can be the nice quiet girl for once”

Napping in the shade, next to the brink

I wish this was hereditary and i had a nut allergy

Cuz my throat is already squeezed shut

at least no one was mad at her when she lost her mind. Just that her brother drove away unscathed and left her head behind.

#poetry #hereditary #transgender #tw: weed #suicide #tw: suidice #tw: sui ideation #tw: sui mention