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maarrgarr · 11 months
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The Unknown Heir.
part seven
masterlist of the Unknown Heir.
Gojo Satoru x fem! reader.
Synopsis: The reader returns after being gone for two years and leaving her boyfriend, Satoru, without giving him a reason. But now she doesn't come back alone.
Warnings: English is not my first language, possible grammatical and spelling mistakes, some plot changes.
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You felt too nervous. On the other side of the door were all the people you had left behind when you ran away.
"I've called you here to introduce you to the new teacher of Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical College, Mochizuki Y/n". When you heard Yaga calling you, you went inside. There were: Ieiri, who gave you a supportive smile, Mei Mei, who looked at you a little surprised, both had been friends, maybe not so close but they got along well, Ijichi, who didn't bother to hide his clear surprise to see you there; there was also a blonde dyed girl you didn't know but she gave you a little smile. And finally there was him, Satoru, who didn't even turn around to see you.
"She will work with Gojo first, as an assistant teacher and depending on how she does she will become an official teacher". You and Satoru glared at your former teacher upon receiving the news, but he ignored you. You knew perfectly well what he was doing, it was practically forcing you to spend time with Satoru and tell him about Ryusei. "That was all I wanted to tell you, you can go back to your jobs, except for Gojo and Y/n". Everyone present left, as Ieiri passed by you she whispered a "good luck" and you gave her a small grimace that was meant to look like a smile.
"I know your relationship is a little-" Yaga had started to speak as everyone walked out, but Satoru interrupted, "We have no relationship". You lowered your head without saying or showing anything, but inwardly it had hurt. Masamichi cleared his throat and spoke again, "Well, I don't care. I just wanted to tell you that this doesn't have to affect the education that you give to the students, you are here to teach future wizards, not to fight about your personal problems, do you understand me?" you both just nodded, "well, I leave you to talk and come to an agreement on how you are going to work" before leaving Yaga looked at you, you knew it was what he wanted, but you still weren't going to do it.
But, there was something Yaga forgot to mention and that was that you were allowed to leave in the middle of a class if for some reason Ryusei needed you. While Ieiri would take care of him, as she said she could do it without a problem, Ryu was too attached to you and you to him, you couldn't go even two hours without seeing your son. And that was something that, being Satoru's assistant, you had to tell him.
"Satoru..." you mentally beat yourself up for calling him by his name. "Don't call me by my name" he blurted out seriously and coldly, still not addressing you. "Sorry" you said, feeling, for some reason, inferior to him and you hated it. He wouldn't look at you and that made you feel that you didn't have the right to receive his gaze, he treated you badly, making you feel that you didn't deserve his good treatment.
You took a breath and spoke: "Yaga didn't say it, but I have permission to leave even if I'm in some class", he finally turned his head towards you and asked "And why is that?". Your mind went blank, what could you answer him, that you could leave some class to see your son, who is also his? You thought of multiple excuses to tell him, but none of them were coherent.
"I-I can't tell you", you muttered, but he heard you anyway. Tense silence reigned again, until he spoke, "Then no" you frowned, "What do you mean no?" he stood up from the floor, walked past you and approached the door ready to leave, "Without a logical reason, you're not allowed to just walk out of a class. You're here to teach, aren't you?", "But Yaga did give me-" he interrupted you and approached you, "Yaga also said that you are my assistant, so if I don't give you permission to leave, you don't leave", he said and before you could object to anything, he ended the conversation by saying:
"And if you don't like it, you know what you can do, you're an expert at that".
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balkanradfem · 3 months
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I feel that any bad-faith argument about abortion needs to be turned into argument about quality and value of all life on earth. Because we are an intelligent species, and are capable of looking ahead and seeing the consequences of out actions.
For instance, we are living in a world with current ongoing wars, where certain people are given the orders to end thousands of lives, without any consequences or retributions. And yet this is not where pro-life is focusing their intent; apparently once babies grow up it's perfectly fine to gruesomely end those same lives in a genocide, or be starved to death during wars, that kind of thing just 'can't be helped'. But women can be pressured and guilted into birthing more babies, so apparently that's the way to go, sure way to increase the amount of suffering in the world.
But, you'll say, not all born babies will be killed off in wars (weird thing to say honestly), what about children who will live their lives safely and happily on this planet?
Well, tell me how?
Any child being born is going to experience the devastating effect of the climate change, they'll watch whole ecosystems collapse, animals going into extinction, and thousands of humans losing their homes and survival resources. They're being born into a misogynistic world, and if the child is female, she'll experience oppression that she won't even be able to prove is real to the male part of the population.
This child will grow up in the world where empathy is scarce, they'll be bombarded with news about human suffering almost every day, they're likely to come down with mental illness or at least feel that the future is bleak and brings more pain. They're also likely to fall victim to pedophiles, predators, and brainwashed boys who learned to sexually assault other kids due to the exposure of p*rn. Is pro-life trying to protect them from any of it? No. They're fighting to stop teaching them about puberty and what sex is, so once these traumatic things happen to them, they're unable to recognize them or speak about it.
But let's look into even more immediate effects of having a child born against their mother's consent. Once a baby is born, they're alive, but we all know that if they're not tended to, they'll die, experiencing nothing but pain. We always assume women will do this labour unprompted, but how can we assume this?
The forced mother, who is already traumatized from having to go trough forced birth, is likely both unwilling and without proper resources to care for a baby. The baby will feel this, they will know they're unloved. They'll know they're unwanted before they even grow up. As a solution to this, you suggest we blame and shame all mothers for not being good enough, for struggling with post-birth trauma or post-partum depression, for being unwilling to be a parent? You can't control what an unwilling mother does with her baby. You forced her to give birth but you can't do anything beyond that point.
Why did you do it? Why did you make sure a baby exists in a world where there is nobody who wants them, is willing to take care of them or give them a good life? What is it worth to you if there's another unwanted, unloved, suffering child out there? Does it make your life better if there's more human suffering? Do you fight for support of new mothers, for better healthcare, for better resources to take care of abandoned babies, for better institutions to take care of unwanted children? No. You feel entitled to women's unlimited labour and endless caretaking of children they don't want. You don't want to acknowledge it's undertaking of a huge scale, that requires endless resources, finances, complete exhaustion, loss of health, sleep, protection, sometimes education and career. It's nothing to you. Loss of quality of life, for everyone involved, means nothing to you.
As long as there is more human suffering. As long as mother didn't get any say over whether she'll become a mother or not, and how many times, and when. As long as her life was put at risk without her consent. As long as she was punished for something you consider she should be punished for.
And now I'm going to circle back to where I started, the war. Because mothers have to watch their children both go to war, risk their lives in war, and be killed in wars. After putting that endless amount of energy and resources to grow and raise a single child, they'll have to watch them go to slaughter. And what happens if a child dies, as a solider in a war? Mother gets payment for it. That's right. For having that child murdered by someone else, the mother will get paid. Murder of that child is not only okay, legal, approved by government and somehow necessary, but is also rewardable to the mother, who, had she refused to birth that same child, causing zero suffering to ensue, would have been punished. Nobody except the mother can get punished.
If the child was killed in a war, and not a soldier, nothing. Apparently loss of life with extreme amount of human suffering, is worth absolutely nothing. But refusing to put that life out there, is a punishable crime. Because it only matters if it's unborn or a newborn. Once that same baby grows up, it's slaughter time. Humans apparently lose value after they grow up, they're only worth as 'endless human potential' in unwilling hands, but after they've reached the age of 'not a baby anymore', worthless.
We have observed the world for long enough to see the consequences of the actions we make. Women are the only ones who can and should decide whether they are willing and able to bring another life into the world, that is worth living, that will provide a life which is livable, enjoyable, worth being alive for. Life is extremely precious and bringing it into the world where it will be subjected to neglect, torture, and possibly a painful death, is unacceptable.
Caring for mother's rights is the first thing that will improve any child's quality of life. Caring about the environment is the second. Ending wars and debilitating male's ability to even start a war, is a fight for life. Not fighting for them to take control of female bodies, which they'll use to make themselves endless supply of soldiers, endless war resources. Taking control from women always means putting it in hands of m*n, who don't find any problem with human suffering, who celebrate wars, find themselves at home doing massive murdering, torturing and raping of women and children.
Women in charge of life means making life compatible with joy, love, care and warmth. We are the only ones who give children have safety, community, care and protection only a willing mother can give. You're wrangling it away from us further away from control the women are. We are fighting for a world where every mother is willing, and every child wanted. Why aren't you?
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themirokai · 7 months
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It is with very mixed emotions that I present to you
Grave
The final story in the Matthew the Emotional Support Raven series.
Matthew visits his own grave and finds himself in need of some emotional support.
Thanks to @quillsorceress for giving this a read and @aquilathefighter and @kulapti for being my go-to bird experts and answering a totally necessary and vital question about raven anatomy.
Inspiration from this picture. If you follow me you've seen a bunch of @raven-photos 's raven photos under my corvid posting tag, but you should follow them too because they post tons of lovely stuff.
You can read the whole story below the cut or over on AO3. The AO3 version includes a mushy authors note about this being the end of the series, which I won't duplicate here, but I may put some additional thoughts in a reblog later.
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Matthew felt the air pressure in the cemetery change. He hung his head with a sigh. 
“Did you need something, Boss?”
“I need only to know that my Raven is well,” Lord Morpheus said from behind him. 
“Yeah, you know me,” Matthew said. “Ball of corvid sunshine.” 
“Matthew.”
“I haven’t even been gone that long,” Matthew groused. 
No response to that. Matthew sighed again and looked around at the gray headstones and dewy grass, sparkling in the morning light. 
“How did you find me? You’re not in my head.” He thought for a moment. “Lucienne ratted me out, didn’t she?” 
“Lucienne informed me that you had asked for your book. She was concerned for your mental state.” 
Matthew huffed. “Do dreams have ‘mental states’?” 
“Yes,” Lord Morpheus said simply. 
Matthew hung his head again and took a deep breath, then reflected that he wasn’t alive and probably didn’t need to breathe. Which was what had brought him to this cemetery in the first place. He gestured to the headstone in front of him with his wing. “Well, there it is. In all its glory. My grave.”
There was, in fact, no glory. It was a completely unremarkable gray headstone with a curved top. His name and the dates of his birth and death were carved on it, nothing else.
“Why have you come here, Matthew?” Lord Morpheus asked quietly. 
“You don’t know? You can’t just read my mind?” 
“Not while we are in the Waking.” 
“Inconvenient,” Matthew muttered. He ground his beak. Matthew knew that none of this was the boss’s fault. He had made perfectly clear when Matthew first met him that he hadn’t been the one to turn Matthew into a Raven. Matthew shook his head. “I died a year ago.” He turned to face Lord Morpheus. The boss was standing ramrod straight, hands shoved into the pockets of a black pea coat. 
“This is not the anniversary of your death, Matthew.”
Matthew flapped his wings. “I know that. I just… started thinking about it. And then I realized that for all the times I’ve come to the Waking, I never saw what my grave looked like.” 
“Now you see it.” 
“Yeah, and I’m dead in there!” He turned to stare at the ground in front of the headstone. “Like my body - my body that I had my whole life - is just down there. Dead and rotting.” He shivered. “It’s not like I ever took particularly good care of it, but it’s still weird! And that’s before you even get to the fact that I’m a fucking bird.” 
“I thought you enjoyed being a Raven.” 
“I do!” Matthew said quickly. “This isn’t about that. It’s just… look, one minute I’m an alive human and the next minute I’m a fucking bird and  Lucienne is telling me to go follow you and then I’m trying to get you to not throw me out on my ear and then we’re dealing with Constantine and then we’re going to Hell and then you’re fighting the asshole who had your ruby and then I’m spying on Rose and then I’m running errands and delivering messages and meeting all sorts of weird people and- and beings and then…” Matthew breathed out in a rush. “I don’t know. I guess I never really stopped to think about the fact that I’m dead. Like really properly dead. With my body rotting in the ground.” 
“Do you feel ‘really properly dead’?”
“No! I don’t feel properly anything! That’s the problem!” 
Lord Morpheus kind of folded himself up so that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, facing Matthew. “You were not expecting to die? When you were human.” 
Matthew closed his eyes and shook his head. “I wasn’t that old. And I didn’t exactly have the greatest lifestyle… certainly not what would be considered ‘clean living’ by any stretch. I guess that’s why I had a heart attack… but no. I wasn’t sick or anything. I wasn’t expecting to die.” 
Lord Morpheus nodded solemnly. “Most of my past Ravens had been ill or injured or old when they died. Their deaths were much less surprising than yours. And they joined me during… much less chaotic times, when I… shaped the process of them becoming dreams myself.” 
Matthew snorted. “Yeah, I know. I’m the unwanted Raven. You don’t have to remind me.” 
“You mistake me, Matthew.” Lord Morpheus frowned. “Deliberately, I think.” 
“No, I just… you know what I mean.” Matthew looked away from him. 
“As I stated,” Lord Morpheus said a bit huffily, “in the Waking I cannot see your thoughts.” They were both quiet for a moment before Lord Morpheus continued. “My intent in bringing up other Ravens was to comfort you with the notion that the… discomfort you are experiencing is understandable, since your transformation to Raven occurred under less than ideal circumstances.” 
Matthew tipped his head to the side, looking up at him. “How did I become a Raven if you didn’t make me one?” 
A tiny smile on Lord Morpheus’s lips. “Another indication of the frenetic pace of your first year is that we have never talked of this.” He shifted into what Matthew considered to be his ‘storyteller voice’. It was a little deeper, more hypnotic. “I confess that I do not know for sure, though I have my suspicions.” 
Matthew would have liked to stay silent but felt an inexorable pressure to ask, “What suspicions?” Must have been the force of the narrative or something. 
He was rewarded with another tiny smile. 
“It is my suspicion that my sister, Death, selected you… for me.” 
Matthew would have frowned if he had lips. “How were your other Ravens selected?” 
“The souls of those who die in their sleep linger in the Dreaming until my sister collects them and passes them to whatever afterlife awaits them. When the time comes for me to select a new Raven, I select a soul that… feels right, and begin the transformation process.”
“What if the person doesn’t want to be a Raven?” 
It was Lord Morpheus’s turn to frown. “Do you not wish to be a Raven, Matthew?” 
Matthew clicked his tongue. “Now who’s mistaking who?” 
Lord Morpheus inclined his head. “If the person does not wish to be a Raven, then it will not last. They will move on to whatever is next for them and I will select a new Raven.” 
Matthew considered that, but quickly decided that he didn’t want to think too much about whatever was next. “So Death picked me.” 
“Yes, I believe so. It is possible that once I had returned to the Dreaming it… automatically selected a random soul and performed the process without my guidance…” 
Matthew knew there was more to that sentence. “But?” 
Lord Morpheus looked at the headstone. “But. You are too well-chosen to have been a chance selection… and.” 
“And?” 
“Even if the pain of Jessamy’s murder had not convinced me that I did not want another Raven, I think it unlikely that I would have chosen you.” 
Matthew glared at him. “I know that the next thing out of your mouth is going to make that a less shitty thing to hear.” 
Lord Morpheus rolled his eyes. “You are well aware how this story ends, Matthew. I would not have chosen you but sometimes my sister knows me better than I know myself. She collected you when I was preoccupied with the Hecate and saw what I would not have seen: that you… were exactly who I needed as my Raven. And then I suspect that she gave the Dreaming a very strong suggestion to perform your transformation.” 
Matthew had Death to thank for his current gig. Just add that to the pile of things he didn’t know how to feel about. But. There was the rest of what the boss had said. 
Matthew dragged a talon through the grass. “So… you don’t wish you had a different Raven? Someone… I dunno. Dignified or clever or something.” 
Lord Morpheus drew himself up and his eyes blackened from their normal Waking world blue to the night sky. “I am Dream of the Endless. I am older than this universe. I suspect I possess enough dignity for us both.” 
Matthew was not entirely sure that age and dignity were that closely related but kept quiet as Lord Morpheus continued. 
“As far as cleverness… you are perhaps not familiar with great works of poetry or philosophy, but I have never had a Raven who was more skilled at putting others at their ease, or soothing wounded feelings. Anything you lack in courtly manners is more than made up for in kindness and sincerity.” Lord Morpheus sighed and shook his head. “I would not have chosen you, Matthew, but I would have been a fool. You are exactly who I need as my Raven, especially after my imprisonment. My sister saw that, and I am immensely grateful to her.” He held out his hand. Matthew stepped on and was brought into his embrace. “I am sorry that your death was unexpected and jarring for you, Matthew. And I am sorry that the beginning of your tenure as my Raven has been so chaotic. But I cannot bring myself to be sorry that you died when you did, because that timing brought you to me.”
“Oh, Boss,” Matthew sighed.  
“So yes, your human body is moldering in that grave. And yes, you are a ‘fucking bird’. But I very much hope that you will remain a ‘fucking bird’ for a very long time to come.” 
Ravens, Matthew learned, were not capable of crying. He pressed his head against Lord Morpheus’s chest as Lord Morpheus began stroking his feathers. “Yeah. That sounds good.” 
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[Text: Tell me, what do you think of people actually liking the character development in season 4-5 and the show's treatment of mental health? [Redacted] thinks that and she's the mother of a teenager]
Re liking the show: I generally assume that they have poor taste and/or media literacy.
Re the mental health rep: I generally assume that they're incredibly privileged and/or ignorant.
I'm posting this as an image and not an ask response specifically because I will not participate in fandom drama or shaming. This blog exists specifically so that people can actively choose to engage in my content and so that I can post critical thoughts without dragging their source into some petty fight. So I'm not going to talk about the named individual. Instead, I'll replace them with the show's head writer and talk about him in a similar context.*
He's pretty famously denied that Chloe suffered any abuse, ignoring her obvious neglect, which came from both parents, just in different forms. When you pair that with how the show handles people like Gabe and Jagged Stone, we see a clear pattern of the show ignoring the devastating effects that abandonment and neglect can have on a person, especially if they're a child.
Now you could look at that and say, "The head writer condones abuse! He's a monster!" But I prefer to go the more likely route and assume that he's a privileged middle-class cis white man who has never had to deal with those issues or support someone who has, so he has no idea how to handle them properly or that they even need to be properly handled. There's every chance that he's a loving, kind man and a fantastic father who just happens to not be very good at writing a complex topic that he clearly has no understanding of or desire to learn about. I apply similar logic to fans who share his opinions. Never attribute to malice what can be explained by incompetence or ignorance.
And all of the above is assuming that we're talking about someone who thinks that the show is objectively good or that the mental health rep is good, which are big assumptions. It's fully possible to enjoy a piece of media that you know is objectively bad or even "problematic" in some way.
Personal confession time: is Loonatics Unleashed an objectively terrible show that you should never, ever watch? Absolutely. 100%. Are Rev Runner and Tech E. Coyote two of my favorite characters who will live rent free in my head until the day I die? Yep! I pulled up a YouTube highlight real as I was writing this and those dorks still make me smile even though the show is terrible on multiple levels and I know that I'm not alone in that sentiment. Those two clicked with a lot of people for some reason.
A piece of fiction need not be good for you to love it and you don't need to justify your love for a piece of fiction if you're not claiming that it's good. Similarly, people hating that piece of fiction or pointing out flaws in it is not a reflection on you in any way shape or form. You can even agree with their criticism and still love the piece of fiction. This approach to media - loving a thing in spite of its flaws - is normal and healthy and I'd really love to see it make a comeback in younger fandoms.
Like, I cannot emphasize this enough, most fandoms consider it perfectly normal to have lots of fans who are critical of the source or who have even lost interest in the source for one reason or another, but they still like some element of the source enough to want to create/consume fan content for it. These more critical fans arguably make some of the best fan content because looking at canon and saying "That's nice, let me show you how I'd do it" often leads to some of the most complex stories that you'll see in fandom spaces. Stories that can often blow canon out of the water for TV shows and movies since fanfic isn't limited by budgets or studio policies or marketability concerns. Fans who think that the source is perfect tend to just write fluff or romcom type fics, which is not a dig! I love bother of those genres! But woman does not live on fluff alone.
Obviously there's some complexity here because who decides if a show is bad? Saying "it's okay that you like a terrible thing" can certainly sound like an insult and prompt a feeling of needing to defend the thing, which is why I don't fight with fans who like the show. There's really no need to convince them that the thing they like is bad. Do I think it is? Yes. Does it matter if they disagree? No, not really. At worst, they create stories with similar issues and, well, they're not the only ones and fighting with them isn't going to stop them. You're much better off focusing on creating your own good media and trying to get that popular. Heck, even if you made the head writer see all of Miracuous' flaws, it wouldn't change anything. The show is already made.
So, yeah, I don't really assume anything bad about people who think that miraculous is good. I know lots of wonderful people who have terrible taste in media and I'm still friends with them. I just don't take recommendations from them.
It's important to remember that, when you're online in a fandom space, a person is condensed down to a very tiny snapshot of who they are and judging a person solely off of their thoughts regarding a poorly written kids show is a dangerous path to tread. Like, looking at this blog, you might assume that I spend all of my time thinking about miraculous and obsessing over its flaws, which is very much not the case. I actually have this blog specifically so that I don't obsess over miraculous' flaws because I've found that, when something is bothering me, writing it down or talking to someone about it is the best way to stop thinking about it. Even then, most of my posts are reblogs of stuff I come across while browsing my tumblr feed, which is not solely miraculous content. I mostly interact with the show by creating non-salty fanfic that I honestly enjoy writing and find to be a relaxing, positive outlet.
It's human nature to judge and it's totally normal to think that a person's an idiot because of something they post online, but be careful to not lean into those thoughts too hard. At the end of the day, Miraculous is just a stupid kids show that will fade from the popular consciousness a few years after it stops airing. If it and/or the fandom are negatively affecting your mental health, then it's okay to step away for a while or use the block button. It really is your best friend. I enjoy being critical about Miraculous specifically because it's not that important. While I do think that kids deserve better media, I don't think Miraculous is some terrible evil harming the youth. I'm not horrified when a kid watches it, it's just not a show that I'd encourage them to watch and, if the kids was close to me, we'd spend a lot of time talking about the bad things that the show showcases from time to time. There are lots of episodes that are fine and I can think of way worse kids shows. Shows that tell their horrifying morals really well, making a kid far more likely to pick up on them and internalize them.
*Note that I only feel comfortable talking about the head writer like this because he's a public figure with an active social media presence AND because I'm not @ing him. If he was a private person or if he was not a professional creator, then I would not talk about him like this and even in that context I try to avoid it whenever I can. You can think that he's a terrible writer, but he's still a human being and, as far as I'm aware, nothing he's done deserves people harassing him.
I absolutely understand how devastating it can be to see a story you love get ruined by the creative team. The first time that happened to me, the life lesson I came away with was, "I will no longer put my happiness in the hands of another creator. I will enjoy stories, but I will temper my expectations and remember that they're just another human being and it's completely possible that their vision for this seemingly awesome story may end up being terrible."
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slasherscream · 2 years
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crazy ass boy gang reactions when someone tries to hit on youu??
crazy ass boys gang + someone tries to hit on you 
billy loomis: He takes this SO personally. Acts as if everyone in Target should just know that you're his girlfriend. Has no emotional regulation ability so you have to defuse the situation or he will start a physical fight over a respectful compliment.
josh washington: As long as nothing disrespectful was said or you weren’t catcalled Josh is calm because (excluding insanely stressful mental health circumstances) he’s a calm, easy-going guy. He’ll walk up and say you’re taken and the conversation ends there. He’s a big beefy guy who looks way too confident and relaxed. People assume he can fight so even assholes leave you two alone.
stu macher: Is trying to pretend he’s cool with it but he gets angry very quickly. His masculinity? Fragile. Tested. Only course of action left is to overreact. He’s so obnoxious while rebuffing the advance that someone who isn’t even quick to violence would definitely want to beat his ass. He wins the fight but it ruins your date night. You both go home pissed off.
jd/jason dean: Materializes from the shadows behind you and tells the person you’re taken. He may not be the tallest or biggest looking guy but literally no one looks at him and thinks he’s fully sane. You are left alone and your date goes on peacefully. JD knows you’re attractive and doesn’t blame you for the attention you get. He’s toxic enough in other ways to make up for being normal about this one thing so don’t worry about the relationship getting boring <3.
kevin khatchadourian: Is built different and blames you for being hit on. As soon as he gets rid of the scum that you attracted he turns to look at you. He doesn’t have to say a word with the look on his face. That ice cold anger. It’s enough to make you go perfectly still, waiting for his next move. “Can’t get enough attention, huh?” He doesn’t give you the chance to respond, already busy walking back to the car. Hurry up and follow him if you know what’s good for you.
nathan prescott: Immediately shoves the guy away. Lowkey other guy might not have even been flirting with you. He was probably a classmate asking for your number so you can team up on a big school project. The guy will rightfully try and fight back but you have to beg him to walk away since it never just ends with one fight when it comes to Nathan. You don’t even have the energy to be mad about this anymore, it happens so often. Rest in peace.
sebastian valmont: Depends on if it’s a random stranger or someone you know. If it’s a random stranger he keeps it cordial and sweet, if a little bitchy, “Sorry, taken.” and drags you away. If it’s someone you know he walks up and is just obnoxious enough that the other person gets the hint but not obnoxious enough for you to say he was being rude. Master of social manipulation.
david mccall: One word: aggressive. David hides this side of himself from you so it will come as a complete shock when he walks up and drags the other person by the front of their shirt, murmuring something to them you can’t hear. It makes the stranger’s face go ashen though and they run away without looking back at either of you. David turns to you, face still twisted in anger until he sees how nervous you are. It’s like a mask slides back into place. “Honey, baby, relax. I just thought he was scaring you. Everything’s fine. I’ll never let anything happen to you.”
sparrow!ben hargreeves: Wishes he could convincingly pull off “not bothered” but it bothers him so much. The way to bring out how much he cares about you is anyone encroaching on his “territory”. You’ll be pushed behind him protectively while he snaps at the other man to get lost. He watches them go and only looks away when they’re through the door. Is so humiliated that he openly showed he cares that he can’t look you in the eyes afterwards.
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mytradwifedreams · 3 months
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Why should all women have to live under a patriarchy because you personally like it? There's nothing wrong with wanting to be a feminine housewife, but don't force a society like that on others please. Please open your eyes to how hurtful these things are to women, and how many lives and aspirations were destroyed by strict gender roles :(. If it was so good for women, the mental health of housewives would be better and they wouldn't have fought so hard for change. The marital rape and lack of financial freedom was devastating to women.
I appreciate that this seems to be written from a sincere desire for discussion and wasn't hateful.
So, let's break this down:
"Why should all women have to live under a patriarchy because you personally like it?"
I answered an ask not long ago on why I support patriarchy, which I will link here.
"There's nothing wrong with wanting to be a feminine housewife, but don't force a society like that on others please."
I certainly don't even have the power to force a patriarchal society! I do think there are benefits to traditional values, but all I've done on here is share my opinions and views on traditional femininity. I cannot force anyone to do anything. ♡
"Please open your eyes to how hurtful these things are to women, and how many lives and aspirations were destroyed by strict gender roles"
You previously said there's "nothing wrong with wanting to be a feminine housewife," but now you claim it's hurtful. Additionally, not only do I not find it hurtful, I find it beneficial. I cannot fathom how gender roles could destroy lives. If you're thinking of domestic violence, that is not inherently part of traditional gender roles. You can have a traditional relationship without beating your spouse. They do NOT go together. As for aspirations, why do you need to fulfill an aspiration? I know many will think that sounds awful, but I dream of being an international competitive equestrian. However, that doesn't mean it's the best thing for me. There are benefits to women being at home. Children do better with a parent at home. They thrive on consistency and structure. Marriages are stronger since roles are clearly defined. There's no burnout from issues with the division of housework/childcare. Feminism is actually still relatively new. And it uprooted the way of life and, along with a handful of positive changes, brought problems upon our society. Families were doing well until the upheaval of gender roles wrecked men and women's mental health and stability for children.
"If it was so good for women, the mental health of housewives would be better and they wouldn't have fought so hard for change."
I honestly don't believe housewives were as miserable as feminists claim they were. I looked into claims of so-called "housewife psychosis", and all I found was one case from the late 1800s studied by Sigmund Freud. I really wouldn't call that reliable evidence. I also stumbled upon something people were calling "housewife neurosis" from being fixated on having a perfectly clean home. Again, there were no statistics, no case studies, and no real research. Just that it apparently existed in the 40s/50s vintage housewife era. I'm not going to put my faith in that. I can't speak for feminism in every country, but early feminists in the United States had the intention of ruining the nuclear family. The big-name suffragettes here in Canada never even wanted equality as modern feminism pushes. They still wanted to be wives and mothers, just with their opinion heard. And even though they did fight, that doesn't mean their actions were ultimately good. Good intentions can have bad outcomes.
"The marital rape and lack of financial freedom was devastating to women."
This is actually the one statement where I agree with you. While I don't think marital rape or financial abuse is part of traditional marriage, women were still often trapped in unhealthy and/or abusive marriages due to financial dependence on their husbands. As much as I'd like to see more women embrace being housewives and SAHMs, that would also require a serious investment in resources for domestic abuse victims.
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kingmagnificoofrosas · 3 months
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I saw Magnifico’s influence by the evil book as an allegory to substance abuse/addiction. Yes, his actions were not great, and he never should have threatened his wife with a staff. But he wasn’t in his right mind, and Amaya should have known that and known what happened to drive him to that point.
Addiction is a disease. It turns people into monsters, but with a good support network of loved ones, the chances for kicking that addiction are bigger. But instead of doing that, instead of rallying the entire kingdom to wish for Magnifico to get better, and use the wish magic to beat back the dark magic, Amaya immediately turned against her husband, acted like he’d always been horrible, and then threw him away.
It was awful to see. You don’t throw away or vilify someone with an addiction. You get them help. Disney had a perfect opportunity to show that the irredeemable villain was mental illness, but instead of that, they doubled down on stigmatizing it, and vilifying a man who was unwell.
Hi anon!
Yes, I agree. While Magnifico's situation is trauma related, we can surely also see it as an allegory to an addiction. This makes the whole thing even worse. Disney had the perfect opportunity to rise awareness that such people need help rather than punishment!
Indeed it was awful to see everyone backstabbing and writing Magnifico off. I just wanted to jump in and get him away somewhere safe. Then hug him, rub his back and tell him everything's gonna be alright!
On the other hand, what we saw happen at the end of the movie sadly showed what's going on in the worlds society today perfectly. Many just don't understand the gravity of mental illnesses and conditions, trauma, addiction etc. That makes it even more important to me to keep this blog running and make sure Magnifico is getting celebrated 💙
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When I saw this ☝🏻 I was instantly reminded of a feeling that I know too well. It's that feeling when something just triggered a trauma response and you're torn between the reaction of your body, the pain/anger in your soul/the memory, the feelings of the current situation, your logical side of thinking that tells you - you're not in danger, this is not the past, you don't need to react like this but you just do, you cannot help it! Your brain is split into two ways of thinking. One side that still reacts according to the past, telling you to react that way, and the other that tries to fight it. And it's like you have different parts of yourself completely messed up and for that moment you cannot think straight.
When Magnifico went to the evil book saying he never wanted to do this, I felt it so hard! Like, you don't want to react a certain way, you don't want your trauma to take control but sometimes you just feel forced by it. Someone without trauma cannot understand.
The intensitiy of trauma responses varies. Sometimes it can feel as if your soul is getting choked and you have a hard time breathing. To outstanders it can also be confusing sometimes because mamy symptoms can be similar. For example anxiety and panic attacks and a fit of a ptsd response to a trigger.
The different, broken refelctions are chaotic and this displays perfectly the storm of emotions going on in Magnifico's soul.
It's hard to explain 😅
He needed a tight hug, a lot of love and compassion 🥺💔
He's totally stressed out mentally! He needed a break.
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Trying to write a character who is a pacifist hero, obviously though every hero needs to be able to fight villains so what Quirks would be good for a character like that? Sorry if this is too vague at all.
So for this, I'll avoid healing powers, as those are inherently pacifistic, and avoid any technicalities. Like minion powers are technically pacifist. You aren't beating someone up, you're minions are.
Rigid: To me, pacifism is only worth while if the user has great power and actively chooses to not hurt people with it. So something like "Rigid", that can leave the stuck like statue and unable to act if they don't use their strength, really fits character wise.
Headspace: This one is a little hard to quantify, but to me, a power that can mentally attack someone without really harming them could still fit with this idea. I mean, you don't necessarily need to harm someone with this power, just stop them form fighting.
Throw Pillow: I mean, what better way to stop the fighting then just making people fall asleep? And all you have to do is attack people with a pillow to end the fight? If that isn't something perfectly safe and soft for a pacifist, then I don't know what is.
Charmed: Just because the user is a pacifist doesn't mean that other people won't attack them. Now they don't have to worry about that since the user can just discourage people from attacking them in the first place. They still might if the user is annoying about it.
Deep Bond: A power all about getting along with other people. All you have to do is keep people connected to you and you can turn your allies into a more competent force and give them greater understand of one another. They don't even have to fight other people.
Branch Off: With this, the user can easily spread their ideas of pacifism to others. Instead of fighting, the user is apply their own calm, non-violent approach to keep others from wanting to fight. Even fits with the whole idea of staying calm.
Linkin Log: Instead of fighting people, the user can just build stuff. Build defenses, build support structures, or build to containers. Just build whatever they want with logs. It can fit into the idea of wanting to build something up instead of tearing stuff down.
Greenery: To me, this fits the idea of a peaceful figure. Setting up a place where there is no conflict with anyone and people can heal in peace. They may not be out actively helping others, but this can help set up a safe haven for people trying to get away from a fight.
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Drew that thing I was thinking about- now, what is this about Mae and Gregg and Cold and Contrarian parallels? (Looking at you very politely)
Him melting aomsksjdxkdoke. so cute <3 Augh. Thank you so much for the contrahero, I’m love them T^T
Now– onto the Gregg&Mae and Contra&Cold parallels– *cracks knuckles* (warning: long ramble ahead)
The most obvious similarities is how dismissive all these characters are of danger and death. One of the first things Mae does when she comes back to town is climb to the wire lines so that she can go over a fence. And before that, she almost got crushed by some tree trunks and this is her reaction:
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And on your first encounter (and Mae’s reencounter) with Gregg, those two easily fall back into a familiar bit: listing off horrible things that could’ve happened to the other one, seemingly trying to one-up each other in tragedy levels (that ‘too bad…’ game). To these two, danger, risk of death and injury, it’s all entertainment. Something fun to do with your closest friend. Each of Gregg’s hang out is a dangerous and illegal activity that Mae is happy to go along with (smashing lightbulbs with bats, firing a crossbow on a statue or birds, the knife fight, stealing an animatronic, etc, etc, etc).
Just from this, you can already see where the parallels start. Much like Mae and Gregg, Cold and Contrarian also don’t really care for danger, not really believing consequences are a thing, and going along with whatever would be the most fun.
There’s a very crucial difference though, and it’s that Mae and Gregg are actual people that grew up in a community full of other people; and I think looking into their character arcs more thoroughly could really help to see how Contra and Cold could develop in the real world, or even the kinda people they could be if they were always humans.
First, Gregg:
When you first meet him in Snack Falcon, he’s incredibly energetic and excited to see Mae, happy stimming, screaming, and immediately deciding they need to do a band practice. Those are the first things we learn about Gregg: energetic, impulsive, has a bit of a morbid humor, and really missed Mae. And after meeting with the rest of the band, Bea and Angus, he’s apparently the only one there who missed Mae; both Angus and Bea seem more bemused than enthusiastic, and Casey (someone both Mae and Gregg mention fondly) is nowhere to be found.
That immediately presents Gregg as Mae’s main support, besides her parents, back in Possum Springs, since everyone in town seems to dislike and distrust her for one thing or another she did in the past, but Gregg never seem to care. He’s on the same wavelength as Mae, and because of that, Mae thinks fondly of him. In the midst of all the mess that was dropping out of college and going back home, hanging out with Gregg, doing stupid and illegal shit is a reliable, and maybe even cathartic, source of comfort.
At least– that’s what Mae was hoping for. But Gregg is planning to move out with his boyfriend, Angus, sometime in the future.
And when you think about it– that’s perfectly fair. Gregg is a queer man, heavily implied to be neurodivergent (bipolar is mentioned at one point in the game), living in a conservative small town; of course he’d want to leave as soon as he could. And it’s not like it’s easy for him either, he knows what kind struggles they’ll run it, Possum Springs may suck, but it’s familiar and where everyone he knows is. But he HAS to go, it’s the only way he can grow. (Let’s shelf this for later for now).
And not only that, but much like Mae, Gregg’s also dealing with his own mental issues.
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With some more prodding from Mae, we learn that Gregg and Angus have been arguing, and it’s really heaving on Gregg, making him feel like he’s not good enough. Paraphrasing his own words– “Maybe I’m inconsiderate. Maybe I’m not good. I’m just parking lot trash. I’ve known it all along; I’ve got no future if it was just me.”
And that’s what he’s scared of. Being with Angus gave him hope and a future to look forward to, when before, he was most likely just trudging along and whatever happens, happens, much like Mae is doing for the entire game. But now, he has a future, and someone he cares for. And he’s terrified of screwing it up, of losting the one thing, failing the one person he so badly wants to do right by (*gestures vaguely towards ContraHero*).
And Mae doesn’t really understand. She doesn’t know what it is like to have something to worry about, or a future to prepare for. She went to college, yes, but her heart was never in it, she only went along with what her parents wanted and as soon as it got too bad for her to handle, she dipped and went back to Possum Springs, where everythings more simple. Except, it isn’t anymore. Bea hates her, her parents are disappointed in hee, Gregg will be moving out soon, and everyone remembers what she did to that kid in the softball game.
Speaking of–
Let’s talk about Mae’s reputation in the town.
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(sounds familiar........ 🤔)
We immediately catch up that Mae was a troublemaker in town by how everyone talks to her. Her aunt mall cop already sounds exhausted (if unsurprised) after seeing that Mae jumped over the fence instead of going the longer way around to the town’s entrance. Mae is known for stealing, vandalizing, causing trouble to the elders, and, more predominantly, of sending a kid to the hospital back in high school (where the ‘killer’ nickname came from). That last one is treated as one of the main mysteries from Mae’s past, together with the reason she dropped out of college. No one in town, and we, the player, really know why she did that, and Lori M (the rat girl up there^) mention their mothers warning kids to stay away from her in case she snaps again.
Mae, for the most part, acts unaffected by this, and seems to embrace her troublemaker status; in a confrontation with an old man that was directly affected by Mae’s behavior in the past, you have the option to double down and insult him back, basically confirming his statement about how Mae hasn’t changed, and is still just the same kid that’s always searching for trouble.
And, yeah, during the day, with other people around, Mae acts like it doesn’t affect her, says she enjoys being seen as a miscreant, and plays into what everyone expects of her. But alone? There’s this very poignant scene where Mae is standing in front of a mirror, preparing for a party, where all her insecurities and self-consciousness comes to light:
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(note: the other option you can choose in the second pic is: “You don’t like people. Clearly.”)
We see that not only is Mae self-conscious about her appearance, she DOES care about what people think. She craves connection and a community, that’s why she came back to Possum Springs, but for some reason, it seems like she just can’t hold on to a relationship for long before fucking up.
She’s impulsive, doesn’t have much of a filter, and struggles to understand other people’s perspectives. We see that clearly with Bea. It was Bea’s dream to go to college, but because of personal issues, she can’t; and Mae, someone who GOT that chance, simply threw it all away and dismissed it as ‘college just wasn’t for me’ upon coming back, and expects everything to be as it always was.
Mae isn’t an understanding person. She tries, and she really wants to help the people around her, but she just isn’t very good at understanding people, and will often run her mouth at the worst moments. Bea’s hangouts has some of the best (or worst, ig) examples of that. I’m not gonna get too deep into what happens, but, uhm. It gets BAD, and those moments can make you really unsympathetic towards Mae; but you gotta respect this game for not pulling its punches when showing off its protagonist’s worst traits (and honestly, it made me love Mae all the more, she’s so beautifully flawed).
You can see the familiarities to Cold? Struggle with understanding others, impulsive decisions made with the main goal of entertaining yourself, no sense of danger, disregard of own life, no filter– the main difference is that Mae is much more emotional and prone to snapping, but I feel like their core struggles are very similar.
I could go more into how Mae’s derealization is also very similar to how Cold views the world, but while Cold embraces that feeling as a reason to why you can disregard pain and consequences, that thought terrifies Mae and the kind of person that makes her (it doesn’t make her a bad person, btw, she’s mentally ill and traumatized, but ‘bad person’ is what she internalizes after being told so for so long), but anyway aaaaaaaaahhhhhh this got so long and pretty rambly akaksjsmsjd)djsjdj. Hopefully it made sense though? This has been turning around in my head for days now, glad to finally put it out.
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pokemoncaretips · 10 months
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(@absol-trainer)
I'm considering catching a Houdour, any tips?
General notes:
The houndour is a decent pokemon for those who can control it, but its evolved form requires a LOT of care and attention.
General care:
This line is a fairly simple canine type pokemon, and as such its care reflects that, with a good quality kibble providing perfectly fine nourishment. Treats such as organ meat and bones are also excellent, and though houndoom is much more carnivorous, houndour have been known to enjoy small amounts of foods such as squash, pumpkin and watmel berries. Take care not to provide too many treats, especially not human foods which are often full of fat and salt, and this can cause pancreatitis.
As a fire type, some kind of fire proofing is essential, especially when its young. Young houndour often struggle to control their fire, especially around the 2-5 month range. A fire extinguisher is very useful to have, ideally one in each room.
This entire line is very intelligent, and requires a lot of enrichment and play. Toys and puzzle boxes are excellent choices. A bored houndour is dangerous.
Houndoom horns can sometimes catch on things, especially inside, and many trainers use horn caps. The ridges on their body are made of exposed solid bone, and as such houndoom require more calcium. Their horns grow continuously over their lifetime, and an elderly houndoom may require surgical shortening as they start to weigh them down. In the wild, they don't live long enough for this to become an issue.
Overall, the houndour line isn't too difficult to care for.
Care rating: Green
Training:
HOUNDOOM ARE AGGRESSIVE. This cannot be stated loudly enough. They are an aggressive pokemon with a HIGH prey drive. If you intend to keep it as a house pet, you will have to rehome any smaller prey pokemon. The most you can do is train them to not attack immediately but one sudden or twitchy move and there will be tragedy.
Battling partners have an easier time as it spends longer with them, and has slightly stronger instincts for "this is my clan mate we fight together" but even so I wouldn't put a houdoom next to a prey pokemon in a doubles tournament. Even raising a houdour with a prey pokemon is potentially dangerous. It's all fun and games until your pachirisu is startled by a loud noise and triggers an instinctive lunge.
Houndour are less aggressive but may try and push their luck against you. Make sure you don't let them push you around.
Moving on from that serious warning, when it comes to young houndour, it is essential to make sure you know the difference between deliberately lighting a fire, and a fire started by an accidental sneeze. These are very smart pokemon, and punishing it for "nothing" will cause grudges. In the case of accidental fires, the houndour is likely as startled and frightened as you. Take care of the fire then provide comfort. If it was deliberately lit, pokeball it. If done well, a houndour pup will feel comfortable running to fetch you if it accidently starts a fire, which is a VERY good thing for it to learn.
This pokemon line requires a lot of care and effort to train. You cannot ever allow it to slip into bad habits. No matter how much you love and trust your houndoom, you must always be mentally present when dealing with it. Failure to maintain control can lead to tragedy. A particularly dangerous pokemon might wind up euthanized
Training rating: Red
Safety:
The houndoom is technically venomous. Though not classed as a poison type, glands in its jaws produces a nasty, highly flammable toxin. This substance, when applied through flames or through a bite, causes severe, long lasting pain. Though the claim it "lasts forever" is perhaps an exaggeration, people have reported it taking years for the issues caused by the venom to fully subside. There are a number of support groups for people who've wound up on the wrong side of a houndoom, as well as groups swapping care tips for their injured pokemon.
As well, fire types require a lot of care and alertness.
Safety rating: Red
Overall ranking.
Though they have their moments and can be as cuddly and loving as any pokemon, their aggressive tendencies and high prey drive means houndour and houndoom aren't exactly beginner pokemon. When well trained and controlled, they are excellent pokemon, whether battling, securing buildings or playing, but when allowed to run rampant, they're an accident waiting to happen.
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afreakingdork · 1 year
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HELLO YES IM SORRY I JUST HAD TO SCREAM AT YOU ABOUT YOUR OWN FIC AND HOW MUCH I LOVE IT please accept these deranged ramblings of an angst-addled mind
“They were worried about his wellbeing for whatever reason” - DONNIE. YOU DUM DUM. THEY LOVE YOU AND YOU LOCKED YOURSELF IN YOUR LAB FOR A WEEK >:c
Donnie reads like he’s so trapped and just trying to ignore it until it goes away :<  Ofc he’s gonna lash out when Leo backs him into a corner
Mikey and Raph are being oddly chill about it all though, are they trying to let Donnie sort through whatever he’s dealing with?  Casual brotherly support and this is probably not the first time they’ve seen Donnie behave like this, Leo just has that *Donnie Sense*  They just seem mostly concerned that he’s physically taking care of himself at the moment, which I know Donnie put on a facade but hhhhhhhhh 
Donatello “I’ll keep all my emotions right here, and then one day I’ll die” Hamato
I love how Donnie thinks he’s calculated out his family’s reactions to things and parsed out the appropriate resources in his mind, and then here comes Leo with a monkey wrench lol
The repetition…Leo…are you actually 12…
Leo: “Look, you know I hate pulling rank as leader-"
Raph and literally all of us: “You really don’t.”
I love how Leo’s trying to convince Donnie to talk to him well after he’s already smashed his grubby gumball hands over all his buttons.  And laughing when Donnie is clearly upset - unfortunately very on brand, lmao ;v; Did he realize just how hard he poked the bear I wonder
“Make me” I can hear him just spitting it out like venom, I got fuckin chills, you KNOW something’s about to give hehehehehe
Ooooh, has Donnie not reached breaking point in a long time? That mental armor can’t protect you from everything Dee.  That, and you’re really good at spinning yourself in circles. There it is, classic Donnie overthink.
Also like, I KNOW it needed to happen, but LEO.  HE WARNED YOU THREE TIMES!!! WHAT DID YOU THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN????
Donnie: Go ask your lover!
Leo: lmao bro i have no game wym
Man Leo really fell for that punchline
Sorry fhkajdfsk
Donnie really used Emergency Exit with that shell drop move, Donatello has left the building
“Don’t think I’ve ever seen you turn your precious computers off!” - Leo, who has apparently never seen a horror movie
ALSO. OMG.  THE MYSTIC SPARK?!?! THAT IMAGERY?!?! OOOH I GOT TINGLES AGAIN THAT WAS SO GOOD I CAN IMAGINE IT HFKHAJKFSD
The whole fIGHT I CAN’T EVEN
IT WAS SO WELL WRITTEN OMG y’know how sometimes you read a thing and you’re like ‘i can’t visualize where in space these people’s bodies are’ yeah no, I didn’t get any of that this was so well done I LOVED IT
“We are INSIDE, young man!” - Nice last-ditch effort, bro
I also wonder what was going on in Donnie’s brain during this, but I get the feeling it would be like angry TV static
The voice crack…..Donnie honey im ;A;
AND OF COURSE LEO ONLY REALIZES HOW BADLY HE FUCKED UP AFTERWARDS sigh…again, very on brand
Did Reader blanking out their phone screen hurt? Yes.  More than it should have? Probably.  I’m a sentimental baby buhuhuuuu…
Also SIX DAYS???? HAS LEO NOT APOLOGIZED TO READER???? IN SIX DAYS???  Or would it be three? STILL!!!
Lmao I just imagine Leo on the phone with that lovely *wind* sound in the receiver also WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST DONNIE WHY WOULD YOU PHRASE IT LIKE THAT LEO WTF MAN  I mean he’s potentially concussed tbh so I guess he gets a small pass XDDDDD
'YOU DIDN’T CHECK THE GIANT SKYLIGHT?! LEO!!!!!' - Mind Raph
Leo, forever now: ‘Did we check???’
Also!  You got Splinter’s voice perfectly right (at least that’s my opinion) I love it you did so good <3  Also I’m with Splinter “Did you not think to ask love interest first!?”
“Come here often?” Boi i will smack you myself
My dear Author.  The WHOLE scene with Donnie.  Broke my damn heart.  Again.  You’re very good at that, you know?
Angsty boy sittin alone on a cliff, and being able to visualize how damn tired he is, no energy to react physically until he literally drags himself to his feet, I’M-
And Donnie, honey, you’re very smart but there you go again hypothesizing with not enough data,,,how many different theories have you crafted baby boy,,,
Sometimes u gotta jiggle the Donnie
And then break his brain a lil ;3
Ohhh and THEN THE REALIZATION SETTING IN i loved that SO much, just ‘dear god, what have I done’ which TO BE FAIR I’d have done the same thing if Leo had laughed in the face of my assumed heartbreak
And oof, He’s gonna need some Down Time to recover from this emotional whiplash.  Just needs a good Sit and maybe a lil Cry and maybe when he’s feeling less Raw all three of you need to actually fucking communicate I swear to Pizza Supreme-
Anyways, holy shit, I have some FEELINGS ABOUT THIS FIC
You are AMAZING and I CANNOT WAIT to see what you do next
THANK YOU AND HAVE AN AMAZING NIGHT <3
Shade you absolute animal (/pos)! I cannot believe you wrote me a play by play. I adored every minute of it!
For Mikey and Raph playing it chill, I imagine the brothers all show their love in different ways. Leo might have waited in another instance, but in this one he has a personal connection and intel on what's going on that's driving him a bit nuts.
The "lmao bro i have no game wym" totally destroyed me, full on ugly cackling. That is actually how I intended that laugh to go over! He was thinking "YOU KNOW ME, YOU KNOW I'M SINGLE AS HELL BRO"
Otherwise, I'll keep chugging along and
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Thank YOU and YOU have a good night!
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In case you want to read me
I am a mess. What is going on with me? I know something is not right, even my body feels different. Since when my life got so difficult? Since when I convinced myself that I wasn't capable of exploiting my potential? I remember in my childhood when I was a kid, I was a capable and determined girl. Unstoppable. Not even the overprotective father I have was able to deal with my spirit. I was untamable. And now? In what have I turned into? When did it happen and why? More than finding the cause of my disgrace what breaks me the most is that I suspect there's no turning back. That little girl that I was is now gone. I lost her. Now, I wander through the world shifting accordingly to the situation or the person that is in front of me. That's not me. I miss you. I lost myself. I could never imagine such a thing to be possible and even if it was, never I thought it would happen to me. So much chaos and destruction your departure left behind little girl. An insatiable ocean of overthinking that steals my peace and it's ridiculous because I related overthinking with perfection but this clearly does more harm than good. I know everything but nothing at the same time. Doubt, anxiety, a vicious circle that threats to dominate me everyday. There's no peace. I don't know how to fight this mental battle that wears me out and exhausts me. Somedays I am perfectly fine, somedays I am not. I feel like I don't belong. I miss so much having my own place. A place where I could by myself with my emotions and cry for days if I needed to. Nonchalant of the world outside that expects so much from me. I'm not crazy, I'm just lost. A place where I could express myself freely with my own personal touch. My safe space. I feel vulnerable and exposed as if I cannot heal at my own rhythm. It's like everything is against me. My job that comes with many responsibilities and demands so much of me, the food I eat is poison charged with chemicals that just makes me feel worse, no love partner and that is a good thing since I believe no one deserves this version of me, no money but many debts, my health obviously declining in result from my spirit suffering, my goals looking further and further throwing away all my effort and putting at risk ,betting and losing in this what we call life. Feeling like I don't want to do nothing but hug my bed and stay right there for days as if it would give me an instant cure that I seek so badly. So much work comes to fix oneself and I understand exactly what I have to do . At the end , the body talks and you know exactly what it needs. But it's easier preaching than doing. So much potential going to waste only because I can't seem to find the strength to exploit it. Sometimes I feel stupid around people. If only they knew that the person the "know" is only a small, very tiny fraction of me or better say "who I was". I'm going through life admiring the people around me that are able to go through their day as if it was simple instinct and do not allow negative talk to affect their essence. At best, that's how it is. That's what I would like to think or probably they just hide it as good as me.
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For the reader: I am not the best at writing in my second language (my first language is Spanish and I wrote this personal letter to myself in Spanish) I am conscious that this is just a phase in my life. I am human and a very sensitive one. I have an amazing support system and I am not alone. But your mind is a powerful tool that plays tricks on us and since this is new to me I'm doing my best everyday to master it and overcome it.
I just wanted to share this message because I am surrounded by a lot of positivity but I have found that sometimes reading or listening to a not so positive message can bring a lot of healing and perspective. Overall, that's life. Positive/Negative. Electron /Photon. Yin and Yang.
The trick is in the balance.
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duchessonfire · 2 years
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Let me tell you why I love Dr Christina Raynor's portrayal in TF&TWS
First, let me preface this by saying I am here talking about Dr Raynor as a character in a work of fiction and the originality of her portrayal as a narrative tool, not at Dr Raynor as if she were a real doctor (but more on that down below).
I have never been in therapy myself, but I've been raised by mental healthcare providers: my dad is a psychiatrist, my mother worked as a nurse in a psychiatric hospital (that's where they met, romantic right?), my sister and her husband are both therapists.
My parents are both retired now, but let me tell you, growing up in that sort of family is certainly interesting and it has generally affected my perception of how mental healthcare providers are depicted in fiction.
My general experience is that the depiction of therapists/psychiatrists in mainstream fiction can be divided into two archetypes (and here I wish I could say I was exaggerating, but unfortunately, I don't even have to): the nice woman who will smile softly as you speak and only intervene to ask you meaningful questions/give insightful advice or, at the other end of the spectrum, the old and devious man who will make you feel worse than when you came in (no hate on Hannibal Lecter, I love him).
The first trope is especially prevalent in my main fandom, Marvel and more precisely Stucky. Usually, the therapist character is used as a narrative tool signaling that Bucky and/or Steve as working through their shit and, surprise, surprise, they are often seeing very nice female characters who let them take their time and don't prod them too much, just enough to help them move forward. Unfortunately, this trope is also often applied to the character of Sam Wilson who is sometimes reduced to an "emotional support character" to Steve and/or Bucky.
So here is my two cents on this take: therapists/psychiatrists are real persons with real flaws, and just because they lose their patience once in a while doesn't automatically put them in the "psycho/toxic doctor" box.
My parents are mental healthcare providers and even though they are good at their job, they annoy the shit out of me sometimes and let me tell you, I can also annoy the shit out of them. We argue, we fight, sometimes we scream at each other. And that's perfectly fine because we are all people.
This is why seeing Dr. Raynor's character was so refreshing. Here is a real character, with several sides to her, and not just a patsy of what therapy would look like in an ideal world. She gets impatient, she snaps at Bucky, she rolls her eyes at him and tells him when he's feeding her bullshit. Again, I'm not taking about the effectiveness of this approach but I'm underlining the originality of this portrayal in a work of fiction.
I know people in the fandom have issues with her because "her methods are questionable" but if you are going to take her fictional character and judge her as you would a real doctor, let me remind you that her patient is a +100yo former POW from WW2-turned assassin-turned avenger superhero who was just snapped out of existence for five years. So... yeah... I think we can cut her some slack and say that she's sort of being innovative in her healing process.
I fucking love the depiction of Christina Raynor because it treats her as a normal character, not as a healing angel or a villain, but just as a realistic woman and shout out the actress playing her. I encourage all fan-content creators to remember that your fictional mental healthcare providers can be made as three-dimensional characters with bad tempers and flaws and I will read the shit out of it.
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i loved the last chapter and reunion scene. The list was smart and cute.
but there’s just one thing that keeps bugging me. magnus realises what he needed to do for himself rt? but does alec ever realise that he can have the same too? that he could have broken up for himself too? he was unhappy by the end of the relationship and it would hv been ok if he broke up not for magnus good but also for his own happiness?
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Your thoughts are entirely valid. And you are absolutely right, I 100% agree with you that Alec could’ve broken up with Magnus because it was just difficult being with him at the time. He gets to put himself first.
Alec knows that too—to some extent. But not fully. And also because he doesn’t see it that way. He sees Magnus as someone who just needed more comfort and support at the time, because of his addiction. People with mental disorders/addiction are always made to feel that they are always a burden on others. It’s kind of ableist when people expect them to function properly during smth like that. I understand that relationships should be 50-50% but that’s almost never the case. It constantly changes. Even in case of LRHWY Malec. Magnus helped Alec through his PTSD—he let Alec lean onto him at the time.
Some people will always need more support than others. And that’s okay too. Alec sees that—he understands that at the time, Magnus just couldn’t give his 100% or even 50%. He knew that Magnus was fighting but just in a different way.
However, if Alec had broken up for himself that would have been perfectly okay too. And there will be a conversation related to that in the next chapter.
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Okay I finished hxh. Final thoughts under the cut. Tw for lots of blood and anime death gifs
I'm not fully satisfied w the ending. I think they meant to continue the series for much longer.
I mean, Gon and Killua's stories were wrapped up beautifully--I fucking love Alluka actually she has an adorable relationship with her brother, glad she's no longer a Fucking Prisoner--they don't need anything else, they were wrapped up perfectly. Even if I still think Gon should've punched the shit out of Ging that boy needs to APOLOGIZE for abandoning his son actually. But. I feel like. They could've done more with Kurapika and Leorio, you know? Especially Leorio. Comic relief character aside I think they could've given him an actual arc rather than him being stuck as a really good conman who knows his way around financial roadblocks with a heartwarming backstory. I think Kurapika's story could've been continued as well, with the Phantom Troupe still very much alive and wreaking havoc and his ultimate goal of collecting his clan's remains being continued offscreen, his friends unable to contact him because of his tunnel vision. They set up so much right before the ending that I think they truly had the potential to keep it going naturally for longer! Like, it hadn't reached the point of series burnout, I don't think. Yes, it REALLY FUCKING DRAGGED at parts, god I never want to binge this again purely because of the chimera ant arc being so fucking extended, but there are some really good parts of this series that I'd love to recommend people watch for if it weren't for the times where it lost its speed. You want to tell me that like 20 episodes in the ant arc were condensed into 3 in-universe minutes? Fuck offffff. But like. Ugh. Maybe it's just because I watched the remaster instead of the original 144p version made forever ago but there was still things I believe they could have done
Its biggest strength to me was that it made psychology actually work with the story. They understand the concept of mental fortitude and the human being's mental limits. There were several very real and very visceral breakdowns onscreen, human anguish and terror beautifully conveyed in a way a lot of series can't replicate while having a fucking magic system like this one. There were some scenes that were so gut-wrenching I really broke out in a sweat. It's captivating. I mean, the effect really isn't there if you haven't watched the series itself but it REALLY squeezes your heart because this is a fucking 12yo kid who doesn't know what to fucking do to help his friend in such a deep pit of despair and vitriol he doesn't even resemble the same person anymore. It's awful, it's hard to watch, and it's so well done it's incredible
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One thing I didn't get is how it got so morbid and serious at parts but came across as a feel-good family-friendly anime the rest of the time. There were parts that got so fucking real and horrific-- IT'S LIKE
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NOT TO MENTION child neglect and abandonment, selling human parts on the black market, cannibalism, mass human consumption, extreme poverty & capitalism, mafias & gangs, and the main character going so far beyond his physical limits that he turns into a burnt, mummified corpse on LIFE SUPPORT AT AGE 12
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There are onscreen deaths the likes of which are so disgusting it's impossible to imagine the pain of. The sound design makes you sick sometimes. People are turned into meatballs,
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they're wrung to death with blood painting the walls,
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they're shot like 10 times and eaten piece by piece by inhuman creatures to where all that's left is a puddle of blood on the ground,
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their heads are crushed with this sick, disgusting crunching sound that makes you flinch,
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heads are removed every other fight scene,
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necks are snapped faster and more often than you can humanly process,
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and one character got punched in the face until their skull was so caved in it was actually literally just a puddle of blood splattered on the ground which I can't even FIND A GIF OF because it's such a low point for Gon that the community doesn't want to acknowledge it happened. He attributed to one of the most gruesome deaths in the series because he was so blinded by rage that he verged on inhuman. It was awful.
Maybe I'm just bitching because my binge is over idk but I really feel like there was meant to be more content or that the writers were throttled in what they could show and say. I feel like they were held back from going all of the way in either direction, maybe because the main characters were such young kids that they would inevitably attract a young audience, and didn't want backlash from parents. It's hard to pinpoint but someone decided not to go all-out and it caused this effect where it gets so close to rated R but just barely skims by because the dialogue is simple due to it being that of tweens and teens. It's almost fascinating. Idk but that concludes my thoughts on the whole thing
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I Have a Mission!
It’s not a new mission. Just a revised mission.
For a long time, I've been working towards something with my mental health that last night I crashed into at full speed like a brick wall. I'm not saying I've had a revelation that is going to solve everything, I'm just saying feel like I've been in a collision.
A week or so ago I made a post asking the people who knew me in person if they ever had any suspicion about my disability before I told them. The answer was a resounding "No" and that caught me off guard.
It has always been obvious to me. I mean, literally ALWAYS. The first time I came up to my parents and said "I think there's something wrong with me and I don't feel like I deserve to live" I was literally five. It has ALWAYS been obvious. I never didn't know. I denied it a lot, but I never didn't know. And apparently, from the outside, it was never obvious. People frequently ask me why I never asked for help. There's your answer. I always thought it was fucking obvious.
There were moments, though, were moments when it was obvious to the outside world. Forgetting things that no human should forget, being completely unable to organize literally anything inside or outside of my own head, and those are all the worst moments of my life, and they are the worst moments because of other people. You learn to make sure it isn't ever obvious from the outside, but that doesn't make it not obvious from the inside.
And yet, if I don't make it obvious, people can't accommodate it. They can't support it. They can't identify it. I need it to be obvious AND I need it to be invisible. That is the paradox of my existence. And it is a struggle. It is a fight. And on top of it is that voice of other people that has become mine: ableism. I tell myself that I'm not good enough unless I am balancing that act perfectly. I tell myself that I am not good enough if ever anyone can tell. If ever I have to ask for help. I WANT TO. I NEED TO. But the world has convinced me that I'm a worse person if ever I let my neurodivergence "get in the way" but it IS THE WAY. It IS THE WAY. I don't get another option. It is me or bust. I have to learn to live with me. And that's what I've been working towards.
Yesterday I made a post on my writing blog that I immediately deleted. Today, I have decided that it's my mission statement. "It's about making people like me feel that their place in this world is WORTH fighting for." That's what I got INTO science fiction for. I bonded with the characters that blatantly didn't fit in and they were all to its and aliens, because it's frowned upon to dehumanize actual humans in media, but perfectly fine to do it in our politics. And all that time the robots and the fucking aliens were trying to "normalize" to human culture, often for their own survival. And that's what life FEELS LIKE for me. The Murderbot Diaries is my Tuesday with significantly more guns. Even people who are looking for me cannot find me, but that doesn't mean that I don't have to hide because there are people out there, and lots of them, who think of me as less than human for being what I am, and that is unacceptable. I am taking this feeling that I have of being denied my humanity and I'm going to make it YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM. Banned book list, here I come!
But there are also people who care, and if you do care, I'd like you to join me. Because it's going to be easier to make the world account for us than it is for us to not be neurodivergent
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