#if this turns out to be wrong my bad

[kate-bot]

REQUIRED READING for any noisecouple enjoyers: @manicplank 's "the colour pink" fic ITS SOOOO GOOD and i just had to do a little animation of their date.... so so so so cute i love them forever

gif version under the cut:

idk why it loses so much quality . kind of annoying but oh well

#pizza tower #my art #animation #noisecouple #noise x noisette #the noise pizza tower #noisette pizza tower #theodore noise #noisette #ok a couple of rambly things #number one i prommy their hair started off as black but i kept adding layers and it kinda turned brown and now its too late. #just pretend their hair is darker lol #secondly im genuinely so bad at understanding . words #so i may have interpreted the scene / outfits wrong but i tried my darndest #third of all i love them so much #and i loved every second of drawing this #FOURTH OF ALL sorry i have lots to say #i tried out the watercolour feature for the background of this one #so if it looks a little weeiiird thats cuz idk what im doing :) #ok thats all enjoy mwah

[saturdaysky]

a little divine appreciation

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God Gale is endgame for Mayhew, and Mayhew couldn't be more pleased 😌

their mutual wizard disease brought them to some pretty low lows, but hey, ignore the tragedy, they're gods now! first order of business is a little worshiping at the altar 😏

Here's the sketch, which I also like:

Got majorly inspired by these lovely photos, one of which I used as a pose reference.

#mayhew #will have a different godly form once i settle on some details. and finish writing the fic about this #but may i just say i adore god gale? he's the worst version of himself and he'll never see it and i love that for him #plus i really love gods of volatile neutral traits like ambition that could amplify good and bad acts by turn #mayhew's portfolio is similar - curiosity. no way that could go wrong when paired with ambition! they're the questionable judgement duo #but mayhew's got an enormous heart so on the whole more good is put into the world than bad. ...usually. #can't take the wizard out of a wizard #anyway hi hello to all the god gale fans out there. there will be more fanart for sure #also can you tell I adore drawing body hair? i hope you can #my art #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale x tav #gnome tav #gnomeposting #galehew

[barissoffee]

If tech isn't revealed as CX-2 and he's actually been dead this whole time you'll never hear from me again

#mine #tbb spoilers #the bad batch #never have i been so sure of my theory as tech being cx-2 #if it turns out im wrong....good bye #like i feel like the reveal should have happened 3 episodes ago #leaving it for one of the final three episodes is crazy

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i have never felt this uniquely insane about a character <3 i cant get a read on him

#what is his DEAL #im usually really good at pegging a character's intentions / general vibe #BUT IM GETTING SO MANY MIXED SIGNALS THAT I JUST DONT KNOW #his off the charts rizz is fucking up my geiger counter #is he evil? is he a victim? a pawn/minion? does he have good intentions? neutral ones? bad ones? #I CANT TELL #welcome home #wally darling #i mean im team 'wally is a victim just trying to help / protect his friends (maybe the 'viewer')' #and home is maybe the main villian but also not bc the villain is the abstract force of cosmic horror manifesting as the chasm under home #and it has simply infected home or possessed it #and welcome home's whole deal is cosmic horror from a puppet's perspective #and they all need to stick together like glue to get through the Ordeals and Situations #and wally's just trying to keep his friends safe and the neighborhood together and fix home #BUT if it turns out wally is straight up evil then. yknow. i support his wrongs <3 #he could do literally anything and id be twirling my hair cheering and clapping #i love his big hair and gay little outfit #ever since i watched night minds video he hasnt left my brain. i think he's eating it #like i want him dead. i want him to be happy. i want to beat his little body against a wall until his stuffing comes out. i want to hug him #he is everything to me. he activates my maiming instincts but also my cherish instincts #i want him to get all the hugs from his friends #god i cant wait for this whole enchilada to kick off its gonna be a DOOZY #i trust clown's brilliant mind no matter which way they take this #absolutely fascinating stuff. i already know im in this for the long haul

[timetravellingkitty]

peeks out cause it's safe now you guys were really weird about Depp v Heard

#so the last i followed this was when a uk court declared that johnny was a wife beater #and then. that fucking trial. good lord was it bad #i dont know where to start except for wtf is wrong with yall #i didnt follow the trial at all but the reactions werw honest to god so bad it turned me off #along with some of the discussions just being. too much. #truth be told i did not know what to believe cause of what people around me said and it felt conflicting at the time?? if it makes sense?? #and i always found the reaction to amber so overblown and misogynistic (especially mocking her sa testimony wtf) #i tuned it all out until this year i got reminded of this #and now my stance could not be more clear #if you're still reading this #i stand with amber heard #if you support johnny depp go ahead and unfollow i will not miss you #you cannot in good faith support this man after knowing what actually happened. basic fact checking #he is such a bastard i tell you #institutions will always protect men in power #anti johnny depp

[eshithepetty]

What did he hear.... (if he heard anything at all)

[ID: Screenshots of Takenaka and Mob from Mob Psycho 100: First is Takenaka facing forwards, looking to an off screen Mob with a disgruntled expression, saying "Who the hell do you think you are? like you know how I feel."; Second is a closeup of Mob's face, as he replies "This is how I feel, though."; Third is a shot of both of them from the side, looking towards each other with neutral expressions; Then, the same shot, only Takenaka's expression shifts, his brows furrowing and head tilting. And fifth is a close up of Takenaka's expression, now looking conflicted, and slightly emotional. End ID.]

#he said he had his earplugs in after all #maybe its just the realization of someone feeling the same as him... #there was something about tsubomi in the manga right? interesting that they left that out. unless im remembering wrong #i dont think its a bad decision tho. really turns the focus on only the two of them and their powers #they have a lot of potential for friendship i think .... :') #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #takenaka momozou #kageyama shigeo #meta #mp100 season 3 spoilers #my own post

[raytorosaurus]

this video from the third show is so crazy i literally forgot how FUN those first few weeks felt...diy costume, gerard audibly out of breath a few songs in but unable to stop telling goofy rambling stories between songs, ray toro pedal assistant extraordinaire (they didn't even have the special mic stand yet)...REAAALLLLLL LIGHTERSSSSS...YO. WE'RE JUST HANGIN OUT AND HAVIN A GOOD TIME...ALRIGHT, BACK DOWN. MOODY MOODY MOODY! AJ C'MAHN. like we didn't even realise how comparitively unpolished they were because they already sounded better than ever! and they were already playing deep cuts! we were all just rediscovering my chemical romance. 2gether <3

#sorryyynto be sappy i just watched this show for the first time bc turns out i got my dates wrong #the last time i had a bad flare-up before this current one was on this day....and then i was fine until literally the end of the tour... #whay do the put in the my chemicla romance...... #also. RAY MOUTHING 'THAT'S BEAUTIFUL' AT THE CROWD DURING HIS SOLO #aj is their lighting guy btw lmaooo <333 #can't stop watching this fr #also if you hate summertime. get better soon :) #mk 1 #highlights #** #sorry if someone has already posted this exact thing i literally just slept for like 11 hours what the fuck.

[thespoonisvictory]

still making excuses for oisin in my head btw just to keep you all updated

#d20 #fhjy #I am CONVINCED it is not as simple as the rat grinders being evil little haters #like.. maybe I'm overcomplicating it but idk #besides the fact it's not really brennan's MO I think the rat grinders have some big pieces of info wrong #and are acting uninformed in some way whether that's devils nectar etc #don't ask me what I think is going on with kipperlily I have not a clue #I just think that her saying she didn't want to involve oisin in the material purchasing is important #meta gamey wise I think he would have pushed oisin and maryann harder as allies if the ultimate outcome #is them as straight up enemies #same with ivy in a way #that klck IS jace theory is crazy but I kind of love it so that's swirling in my brain somewhere #I'm just so fascinated by her and the fact that her rage against riz is long term is CRAZY and adds such a layer here #god I love how brennan writes a mystery bc I am all turned around but so intrigued #I can't believe I get to watch a bad kids season live as it comes out having the time of my life

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[anaalnathrakhs]

oh god ed reddit is having the “uwu anorexia isn’t rooted in fatphobia my mental illness is not abt you” talk again please god help me

fatphobia doesn’t mean “being a meanie to fat ppl” i’m begging you to use critical thinking skills for five seconds and apply what you know about literally any other form of oppression to this situation.

people’s point isn’t that you having anorexia makes them feel bad and therefore you’re a bad fatphobic person.

they’re pointing out how the deeply ingrained fatphobia our society upholds, from misconceptions about health to moralization of looks and weight, including yes being jerks to fat ppl’s faces bc they’re fat, is affecting what you think about your own looks, weight, health, body, clothes, eating habits, etc.

the logic isn’t “you became anorexic because you hate fat people so much you never wanted to be fat yourself (and that makes you a bad person)” it’s “fatphobia is a prism that transforms the root cause of your ed into disordered thoughts, behaviors, and patterns (and unlearning fatphobia will help you with recovery and harm-reduction)”

like. it’s not for no reason that anorexia is a disorder that disproportionatedly affects women. it’s not for no reason that there’s sky high comorbidity rates for eds and ocd. it’s not for no reason that people who need control in their lives so badly that they develop a mental disorder abt it get obssessed with being skinny and not with being a sumo. it’s not for no reason that ppl who feel the need to retract to childhood due to trauma envy things like being skinny light and frail, instead of being a tubby baby. it’s not for no reason that there is an incredibly common anorexic thought pattern (internal and self-directed, don’t make me say what i didn’t say) that associaties restriction and weight loss with moral goodness.

for each of these there IS a number of exceptions, but you can see case by case how the root cause (trauma, need for control, for self-destruction, growing up poor, whatever you think is “unrelated to fatphobia” basically) is processed through the prism of the fatphobic culture we’ve all been raised in. some people just, voluntarily or not, deal with those root causes in different way, which might or might not be healthy. but it’s a consequence of ambiant fatphobia that “i should starve and be skinny about it” is a statistically pretty common response to this distress.

the point isn’t “it’s fatphobic that you don’t deal with your neuroses in a body positive way uwu” the point is that no matter how cool you are with fat people on like, a personal level, you’ve been (like the rest of us) bombarded with fatphobic thought patterns your entire life basically, both directly fatphobic things and reactions to this fatphobia. maybe spoken to you directly, maybe not. maybe about you maybe about other people. you live in a society that places moral values into looks and health, and also pushes some deeply rooted falsehoods about how those things tie into each other. you have a disorder defined by obsessive behaviors. maybe, just maybe, deconstructing the logic that those obsessives behaviors are based upon will help you deal with this disorder. and recover or reduce harm.

basically, anorexia isn’t “getting skinny disorder” it’s “obsession disorder”, obsession with looking attractive, or pleasing your family, or going back to being a kid, or being healthy, or being fit, or being driven and capable, or being worth saving, or having your suffering known, or having control over something, or whatever. the fatphobia that is omnipresent (and i repeat, omnipresent, nobody is singling you out as a bad fatphobic meanie, or even talking about your behavior towards other people around you) in our society picks the direction in which many many people will express that disorder.

of course if you live in a society that tells you “being fat is morally bad” at every turn, when you start developping an obssessive pathological need to control things, without another factor weighting in, most people’s default reaction will be anorexia. food is a regular fixture of everybody’s life, everyone wants to be morally good, and even if we know/understand/believe to an extent the flaws of that “fat = bad” logic we know the world around us still believes it, and nobody wants to be treated like shit. we can think it’s stupid and fight against fatphobia and work to treat fat ppl better in our lives and support body positivity, but in any case, one always judges oneself on different metrics than they judge others, cuz we control our self-improvement. that’s natural. just it doesn’t mesh well with a pathologically obssessive need for control above self-preservation.

#ed tw #ana #notprojusttags #proana #ed #last year i got into an argument abt this that was so potent #it caused me to turn all my childhood attempts of having anorexia into actually having purging disorder #out of fucking spite #guess what you dicks from last year i have anorexia now i still think you're wrong #in an act of good faith i'll say i'm ready to admit that maybe it's just that my debating skills suck #maybe i'm just a shitty argumentative writer #maybe i didn't formulate things right and that's why people got the wrong idea #and that's not a maybe i was not considerate enough of causes of anorexia that aren't related to weight directly #like food insecurity as a child and whatnot #however #no matter how bad the delivery might've been #we're not working with a completely different dictionary here #i remember people actively arguing with things i literally said the opposite of #you can't chalk everyone and everything up to that but man some ppl were really not in a state to have this kind of discussion #come back after your omad #broadcasting my misery #discourse #vent #fatphobia #fatphobia tw

[tomfrogisblue]

There's a bunch of valid arguments for Bagi's brother being Cellbit, Wilbur, or Tubbo - you could argue reasonably well for each of them.

But what if it was someone random, someone totally not those three.

Turns out it's Rubius, and the white streak in her hair is from whatever deity produced them (his irl hair does look kinda like the silhouette, I know his cubito doesn't fit the silhouette at all lmao).

Turns out it's Antione, and actually, they're shapeshifters anyway but she doesn't know cos she can't remember. Remembering brings some new abilities to learn to use.

Turns out it's Phil, and he just loved wearing a cool jacket when he was younger because it went with his black wings, and it's from an old picture. She's a bird too. She was frozen, so she's a bunch younger physically even though they were about the same age.

Turns out it's BBH coz no one has actually seen under his hood. So she couldn't recognize him coz his voice has also changed from when they were kids.

Turns out it's Etoiles from before he was turned into a cucumber (lol, idk man). He looks completely different now, obviously.

Turns out it's Roier (maybe q!Ro had a lil emo phase as a teen, spiked up his hair and loved to pop his collar), so by technicalities, she is also Vegetta and Foolish's daughter, Leo's sister, Bobby's tia, Richas' tia and Cellbit's sister in law. She had no family, and now she can't walk two steps without running into them.

Turns out it's Mariana. Reason she can't find them is because he's never here and the only descriptions she gets is "misclicker", "child killer" and "my bitch wife". She had a neice but now something using their name is corrupted and taking over her brother in law.

Turns out it's Luzu. My guy has fallen into a strange fate and she needs to help to get her only family back. But if she does ever get him back, what form will he even take? Will he even know her at all?

Turns out it's Quackity, but that man's mind is broken, and memories leak in and out all the time. He's a shell of a person and nowhere near whatever memories she could possibly salvage of her little brother. His child is dead, and she'll never meet her, just hear stories of what the loss of Tilin and her best friend Juana did to the sanity of the island so long ago.

Turns out she's remembering wrong and it was a sister, not a brother she's missing and one's of the girls used to have short hair because they were born in a lab and the Feds mandated that shorter hair interferes less with their tests and the physical maintenance of their test subjects. Expanding the possbility for it to be Baghera or Jaiden especially.

Turns out it's one of the workers. It's been hinted at for ages that the workers aren't here by their own choice (not even close in Walter Bob's case), and changing people physically is well within the capabilities and ethics (the lack thereof, I mean) of the Federation. Also, they have zero problem removing memories and inserting new ones. He's in plain view somewhere, but his face is gone, what could she even recognize?

And then the fandom favorite rn - it's Fit from before he lost his hair :)

#my apologies if i remembered lore completely wrong - there's so goddamn much of it at this point #this was meant to be just funny #also i just made up stuff dont take it seriously please #turns out it was DanTDM - sorry hes just not here #also my bad if i missed a stream this morning and we know without a doubt who it is now lmao #qsmp #qsmp lore #quackity #qsmp bagi #qsmp cellbit #qsmp tubbo #qsmp wilbur #q bagi

[good-beanswrites]

I can't stop thinking of Kyanako's Order of Attack au... there's something so moving to me about how things getting so much worse could be what finally causes Amane to get better -- seeing Fuuta dying may be the final straw of getting her to rethink her rejection of medicine. Been a while since I've attempted something whump-y, this was fun to work with.

Tw for mentions/contemplation of death. I don't go into detail about the cult but the doctrines are implied through it all.

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying.

When he imagined his own death, he always pictured it as something dramatic and fast. Action heroes going out in a show of explosions and gunfire. Fantasy characters meeting the shining end of a blade. Even when he accepted his place in Milgram, it filled his mind with images of gallows and electric chairs. 

Whatever this slow, lengthy fever was, it was pissing him off. 

He’d lost all sense of time. He could no longer tell which hour the prison bells were marking -- morning and night blended together. Dreaming and waking blended together. His head injury and broken leg and broken bones blended together. It was all just pain at the end of the day. He had nonstop visitors that kept him awake and asked him too many questions and prodded his injuries and made his head spin. Somehow, he was simultaneously alone every time he rolled over to talk to someone. Painfully, suffocatingly alone. 

If Kotoko was going to kill him with those ridiculous emo boots of hers, she should have just done it. He was losing his mind here: devoid of all energy, suffering through broken bones and a cracked head, and boiling in an increasingly fiery fever. Maybe that was the reason he stopped commenting when he watched Amane pocket the medicine Shidou had left him. Maybe that was why he’d stopped following Shidou’s instructions himself. Even after losing an eye and taking a beating herself, Amane always looked at peace. He was tired of dealing with all of this. He wanted a bit of that peace.

Regardless of why, it was working. His fever had quickly gone from the biggest pain in his ass to the very thing that dulled his racing thoughts. 

He awoke suddenly, or maybe he’d already been awake. He couldn’t feel anything in his limbs. There was only a breathless heat around him. He raised himself into a sitting position, looking for a drink. Moving his head felt like one of those glitching computer windows that leaves a trail of copies behind it. The room swam around him. His eyes moved absently around him.

Fuuta picked up the glass that someone had left him. His fingers were clumsy, and it immediately went crashing to the ground. He hardly heard the noise as it broke apart on the concrete below. 

He swung his legs over the side of the bed. He’d just go get a drink himself. Shidou told him not to get up without help. But what did he know? Thinking of the man ordering him around only drove Fuuta to step out of bed even quicker. He cried out, pain shooting through his leg. That was right, it was broken… 

Fuuta looked down, finding himself on the ground. It was so hot. Maybe this is what she felt, he thought numbly. Was it this slow for her too? Probably not. She had no regrets to fill the time like he did. The heroes got quick, beautiful deaths, and it was the villains who had to suffer the long ones. 

He lifted his right palm from where it had caught his fall. The shattered glass on the floor had cut into it. Shattered glass? What had broken? He stared blankly at the blood dripping down. 

He didn’t have the strength to raise himself up. He was burning. Why was he on the ground? Was he bleeding? He could barely breathe. What was he doing here, anyway? He just wanted to curl up and sleep. He was so weak... just to lie down... he wouldn't have the strength to get back up again. Was that such a bad thing...?

A voice caught his attention. His eyes struggled to focus on the figure who’d come running into the cell. He couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying, but he was happy when she pressed her cool little hands against his forehead. 

He allowed her to prop him up next to the bed. She held onto his hand, squeezing it tight. Why was she holding it like that? That hand was bleeding. When did that happen?

Her arms wrapped tightly around him. He wanted to shove her away -- it was too hot -- but couldn’t. In his ear, he could make out her words. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, Fuuta. Don’t leave me alone. I’m so sorry...”

As she pulled back, he recognized Amane. Her uninjured eye was filled with tears. Was she upset? He thought he’d been making her happy. He wanted to keep making her happy. He’d never made anyone happy before. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but no words would come out. They all scrambled up in his mouth. He felt the cell swirling around him.

Amane raised her voice. She looked desperately upwards. “This can’t be --! This isn’t right!” 

Fuuta looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing there. 

“I can’t do this anymore.”

She continued talking. Fuuta was too busy studying the ceiling. She was shouting. Or maybe crying. Fuuta didn’t like that she was so upset. Huh, had there been someone there? He surveyed the empty cell. What was he doing on the ground?

He looked down at his hand. The sheet from his bed had been pulled down and wrapped hastily around it. Why? His eyes felt sticky as he blinked. Everything hurt. It was so hot. What was going on? He was so angry. He was so scared. He wanted to cry. Why was he here? Why couldn’t he just hurry up and die already?

The next time she entered, Fuuta recognized Amane instantly. Her one hand pointed to him, the other held onto someone else. The second figure hurried over to him. 

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying. Shidou reassured him he wouldn’t.

—

“You’re wearing the eyepatch,” Fuuta observed. 

He was playing a dangerous game, drawing attention to it like that. He was too exhausted, and his curiosity won out over his better judgment. If Amane was going to explode with one of her typical speeches, he’d just let her.

She didn’t. 

Amane’s hand drifted up to her eye. It had been hastily covered before, but now it was cleaned and wrapped in professional-grade materials. She simply said,  “Kajiyama Fuuta. How do you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“But--”

“-- But I’m better, yeah.”

Amane nodded, her shoulders releasing. 

“Oi, I haven’t seen you in a while. Not since…” He wasn’t sure how to finish the sentence. Shidou had told him what happened, but it was difficult to believe. He couldn’t quite trust his own memory of the night. No matter how much clearer his mind felt since receiving proper treatment, those days of fever still muddled together. He heard that Amane had up and switched her beliefs overnight -- she was now complacent about all of Shidou's treatments -- but Fuuta knew people didn't just change like that. He wanted to hear it for himself.

She lowered her gaze in shame. “I… I thought you hated me.” Her voice was steady. “As you should. I almost killed you. I accept any ill will you may feel.”

“I -- what? You’re wrong. You… it wasn’t…” He grabbed his head, grunting in frustration.

After standing awkwardly in the entryway the whole time, Amane took a few steps inside. She made it to his bedside when he finally collected his thoughts. 

“It was your fucked up family or whatever that caused everything. They did this. And I went along and made things worse.” He looked away. His next words felt stupid to say to a little kid. He felt like the most pathetic, weak, loser. But it was too important not to say.

“They almost killed me. You saved me.”

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #amane momose #i am emotional about them!!! #my other drabble between them hinted that fuuta would convince her away from her dangerous beliefs before things got too bad #but i wanted to see what would happen if things Did get bad ya know #we were talking about what could convince amane to think twice about the medicine ban (if anything) #and i think seeing her closest friend is literally on deaths door finally gets through to her #shes sees him weak and bloody and completely out of it and knows this is Wrong #i dont know how long it takes fuuta to realize that it really was all for him that she changed but he does accept it eventually #it helps both of them grow #he feels worth saving (and therefore worth turning his life around) and she is freer from her cult #not completely #but one step at a time #tried to make fuutas narration simpler and shorter to reflect his thoughts but idk if that worked #i thought they were going to do a lot of stuff with mahirus head injury and memory but they never did- i played around with that a bit here #i thought about writing out amanes monologue to her god about how shes not doing this anymore but 1. its more dramatic to leave that to #the imagination and 2. idk if its silly but some things are so personal for a character and i dont wanna intrude... like yeah its my #story but thats between her and god fr #drabbles #tw cults #tw child abuse

[smile-files]

i think the main issue in arguing with zionists is that, well, they believe in zionism! if israel did deserve to exist, then the genocide and injustice in palestine could be argued for (not like it should be, but it certainly could) -- and zionists believe israel deserves to exist.

i, unfortunately, have a large amount of experience interacting (personally) with zionism and zionists. most of those i've talked to feel for the palestinians, and the violence they are facing, but they fail to realize (or they staunchly deny) the very, very active part israel and the IDF have had in that -- and how it's representative of what the nation has always done.

at the same time, they focus more on israeli hostages than palestinian ones -- and i know, of course, that these zionist jews i've interacted with are either israeli or have loved ones in israel, and so have a very personal stake in the safety of israeli hostages (which may very well be friends or family members), but i find it strange how much emphasis they put on hamas' cruelty in taking hostages while the IDF is doing the same thing (in essence; the exact details of who's doing it worse are important to note, but not relevant right now, because folks should realize that their side is being at least as cruel as the enemy's).

recently i was drawn into an argument with an israeli zionist (who, unfortunately, is very close to the action and tragedy by being israeli), and she was incredibly offended by my anti-zionism and my opposition to israel's abject cruelty to palestinian citizens, as it seemed (to her) like i was bypassing the cruelty hamas has enacted on israeli citizens -- which is very telling. i've noticed that we as jews have the tendency, whatever the situation may be, of focusing more on our pain than the pain of others, even if we are the ones hurting them. that person has every reason to be scared and hurt, and i'd be lying if i said her response wasn't at least somewhat sympathetic, but her pain in this horrible, violent conflict does not invalidate the pain on the other side. jews, throughout this recent crisis, have consistently not talked in depth about the constant losses in palestine -- am i suddenly being callous by focusing on those losses, and not our own? (YOUR PAIN AND THEIRS AREN'T MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE, YOU DOLT! sorry...)

because it all comes down to believing in israel! my mom has always told me about how beautiful it is there, about her time living on a kibbutz... and sure, it might be nice. i can't argue with that. but why is it that our nationalism for israel is so strong, so virulent? i have not seen patriots as loyal for any other country. and when you criticize israel, israelis feel like you're criticizing their entire existence -- and many non-israeli jews do, as well. because zionism has been built so deep into the modern religion! it's made to be a necessary piece! belief in it is the default!

and, from the inside looking in, i can't be surprised that many jews take anti-zionism as being antisemitic -- because, to them, israel and zionism stand as the pinnacle of safety and support for the jewish people. it is impossible to argue with them about anything above that base layer, as the base layer itself serves as a foundation: so long as a jew thinks that israel is right, deserved, and necessary, no proof will sway them into hating israel. it's just impossible, and that's very frustrating.

for me in particular, i find it very frustrating, as this single idea has turned so many people i know to support a genocidal entity. they believe in and support israel, so they stand with it now -- even if they condemn its current actions, they neglect how those actions are just an extension of its inherent existence -- whether they think israel's doing the right thing or wrong thing right now, they don't really care at the end of the day, because israel, to them, is necessary in keeping the jewish people alive. they stand with it, thinking that jews can only stand at all if they do.

but a genocidal crutch is no crutch at all: it only breaks us more. zionist jews make me so mad, and the worst part is that i could never express that to them in a way they'll understand.

#melonposting #anti-zionism #israel #i am so madddd and frustrated and stressed #with the whole camp thing going on my parents will inevitably find out (and soon!) that i'm anti-zionist #and given their age and proximity -- they're so deeply entrenched in zionism that i can't even hope to sway them #it's so sad and scary (i don't want them to be mad at me -- even though that really isn't the important thing here) #but it's also philosophically bizarre... like these people have good principles! #it's just this one tiny stupid thing (believing in israel) that's effectively turned them into bad people! #<- it's weird saying something like that. because i don't think they're bad people. but they're zionist. #part of it is that they're my parents and i love them but also... they're so good otherwise. a single thing went wrong. #(okay well not a single thing but it's generally minute things y'know?) #i don't wanna hate my parents. and i don't want them to hate me. can they please for the love of god stop #(takes every jew i know by the shoulders and shakes them back and forth) PLEAAAASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOPPPPPPP #anyway it's very hard for me to do work because i have this on my mind. #how do i break it to my parents that 1. i won't be working at camp this summer and 2. it's because i hate zionism? #i'm not cut out for situations like these ughhhhh why did i have to post that stupid anti-zionist instagram story in march #i could've just chosen not to take the job on my own accord and have enough time to come up with an excuse for my parents #whatever. too late for that. i dug my grave and now must lie in it #i guess it's character-building?? :')

[last-flight-of-fancy]

“Kingdom Hearts being an epic slow burn gay romance would be incredibly impactful to people both personally and as a landmark in queer representation by extremely popular and established characters. It has decades of legitimate buildup and has the potential to be both incredibly validating to queer fans everywhere and even possibly sway the minds of those who love the characters but may not have much contact or knowledge of queerness.”

and

“The Kingdom Hearts series is honestly kind of unique in its unabashed emotional sincerity. How it treats friendships and non-romantic bonds as being both extremely important and powerful, never giving the impression that friendship is lesser to romance, is depressingly still somewhat of a rarity in media. This is very important and validating to many, particularly aromantics but also most everyone who is just Tired of how friendships and romance are often presented in tiers of importance.”

are concepts that can and should co-exist.

#like i get it. there really is nothing quite like kh when it comes to how it treats the bonds between characters #and the latter is just as legitimate! #but i do think that the people who argue (in good faith) that kh shouldnt make anyone canon- #-are kind of missing the forest for the trees #(i specify in good faith bc we all know the bad faith ones are just co-opting the argument to hide their homophobia) #(and oh boy are *most* of them in bad faith. but i wanna take a sec to talk about this bc there are good faith ones out there) #and what i mean by that is that... well first of all making one ship canon doesn't invalidate all the other examples of stunning displays of #-the power of friendship #second of all i would like you to consider the framing of this #if no ship becomes canon and it's purely platonic for all the OC's... how is it different from any other kids show with no couples? #in terms of representing friendship as not being less than romance? #it's still not bad don't get me wrong. what i'm saying is that media DOES exist #there are shows and books and games out there where there are no couples to speak of #maybe not terribly common but they're out there #but a slow burn epic gay romance where platonic connections are legitimately just as important and powerful? i sure af havent seen it #sora being in love with riku and still willing to sacrifice himself (TWICE) to save kairi... is that not exactly what you want? #to show that the platonic connection is not lesser? that its just as important? #i dunno i've been turning this over in my brain all afternoon thinking about it #stop talking to yourself flight

[shadyhouse]

i keep getting rejected from job applications and i have no idea what im doing wrong. i wish they would just tell you WHY you're getting rejected and ways to improve. its a guessing game that ends up making me feel even more worthless than i felt before

#like i have been nonstop applying for jobs for the past YEAR and ive gotten TWO INTERVIEWS #one of them i got kicked out of near immediately bc you werent allowed to be late to the job and i mentioned i take the bus (mistake i know) #and the other one i had to turn down bc they wanted to pay me $11/hr despite me already having the experience they needed #and i just reapplied to an old job i had a couple years ago that pays well but i got an instant rejection #not to mention all the other jobs ive been applying to that dont even TRY to contact me before rejecting me #and then my current job where ive been pretty much explicitly told i'm never ever going to get promoted and i keep getting my hours cut #for reasons beyond my comprehension like i dont know what im even doing wrong bc no one will TELL ME #JUST TELL ME WHAT IM DOING WRONG #WHY AM I BEING BAD AT LIFE. CAN YOU THROW ME A BONE PLEASE. #IM TIRED OF SURVIVING I WANT TO THRIVE #IVE BEEN SURVIVING MY WHOLE LIFE IM JUST EXHAUSTED I WANT TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT SOMETHING I DID FOR ONCE PLEASE #Sorry for venting im trying to hold back a breakdown and i have to leave for work in an hour and i just need to shout into the void about it #even applying for like medical based jobs hasnt worked out. you wont even let me be a RECEPTIONIST? #i feel trapped at my current job. even my coworkers have been telling me that ive had my position for wayyyy too long and im gonna be stuck #like tell me something i dont know!!!!!!!!!! tell me how to get a better job!!!!!!!!!!!!! bc im struggling in every aspect of my life!!!!!! #whoever cursed me its working i hope youre happy. the haters love to see it

[lostmykeysie]

You cannot imagine how I ran when I got the notif. It was so xdcwvbebw and cvscebw and also xwvwvwbbe<3333 yeah. Also…where is that alternative scene you wrote babe🫢? (*Fake caughs* nothing, I said nothing at all)

HI BABY!!!!!!!!!!!

last reggie POV.... i canny believe it.... (except actually one of the silly little epilogue's is in his POV, but still) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OKAY SO i know i love to toe the line with my M rated smut scenes and after seeking guidance from my wonderful knowledgeable pals it was determined that the original was a little TOO far. there aren't a huge amount of changes but... well yeah

here you go sweetheart ;)

(NSFW below the cut)

He crushes his lips against James’s like he’s got something to prove, even though he doesn’t. Not to James, never to James. 

His lips are cold and wet and the best thing Regulus has ever tasted, and he moans as James’s tongue slips between his teeth and the hand tangled in his hair twists, dull pain tingling across his scalp as James pulls, hard, making him moan and roll his hips shamelessly against him.

“Fuck, Reggie, can I–” he pants against Regulus’s mouth, his right hand slipping down wet skin from the small of Regulus’s back to the base of his spine like he owns him, like he knows him, and James’s skin is so hot against his own that Regulus almost expects to see steam rising from where they’re joined. 

“Yes,” he moans, chest hitching as James’s hand slips further down to grab at his arse, fingertips digging roughly into his skin. “Please.”

The hand at his nape disappears for a moment but Regulus is kept happy by the soft, wet lips against the sensitive skin of his throat, the words James is pressing into his skin with his teeth and tongue not making any sense until Regulus is being lowered onto a thick, warm blanket beneath the umbrella charm, a warming charm rippling through the air.

“Gods, you’re so pretty, look at you,” James tells him as he kneels above Regulus’s naked body, his legs splayed wide and still clinging to James’s hips like he’s desperate, and he is, he is desperate, so desperate for it that Regulus wants to beg, wants to surrender, wants to take anything and everything he’s given as long as it’s James’s; his lips, his tongue, his fingers, his cock.

He looms over Regulus and he arches his back and bares his throat in response, and he’s panting, chest heaving, wrecked and ruined already and he can’t take his eyes away from James’s own soft, deep honey, warm and dark with a look that makes his blood rush and his skin tingle in anticipation. 

James falls towards him, one hand planted on either side of his body, kissing Regulus’s lips before that mouth—that sinful, sensual fucking mouth—slips down his throat, teeth nipping over his clavicles, hot tongue teasing peaked nipples and lapping up the rain water that still cascades across Regulus’s skin, over the curves of his ribcage. 

The drag of James’s tongue and teeth down his navel, then up and around the curve of his waist is wicked and teasing and perfect, and he thinks he might still be on fire; that he can still feel the flames lick at his bones beneath his skin.

It’s when James brushes his lips ever so slightly over the curve of Regulus’s hip, mouth slipping along Regulus’s iliac crest like he’s the gods’ most devout subject following the path to heaven with his tongue—if heaven could ever feel this depraved, this unholy—that Regulus’s stomach clenches and his cock throbs, and a moan slips out from between his teeth as he throws his head back, one arm raised above him to grapple in the wet grass and mud as if clinging on for dear life.

“You gorgeous thing,” James whispers into the crease of his thigh, their eyes meeting over the rise and fall of Regulus’s heaving chest, but only for a moment, because that’s all Regulus can stand before he has to look away, shaking and biting his lip, eyelids fluttering at the feeling of hot breath against rain-slicked skin.

“You’ve got the prettiest hole I’ve ever seen,” he mumbles as he runs his lips across the insides of Regulus’s thighs, strong fingers digging hard into the backs of them, thumbs spreading Regulus apart like only the most obscene of offerings. 

“I’m gonna get you so wet,” James promises him, teeth biting short and sharp into the meat of Regulus’s arse like an impulse—a temptation he couldn’t resist—and Regulus cries out, voice getting lost below the rumbling thunder. “Gonna finger you until you cry, baby. You’re gonna be so ready. So gorgeous.”

His own teeth are clenched shut because he knows if they aren’t then he’ll let James’s name slip out on a moan, and he will; he wants to, wants to chant James’s name like a prayer, like a hymn, like a promise and a curse and a song and a plea, but not yet. 

Not until he can’t bear it. 

But fuck had he forgotten about the things James says when he’s got Regulus naked and wanting beneath him, begging for his touch with his lip between his teeth and his fingers clenched, desperate, curled around James’s hair and throat and the swell of his bicep.

The umbrella charm is weakening with James’s distraction, and light rain drips down the sides of Regulus’s face as he tilts his head even further back against the blanket beneath him, curves his spine even more, driving himself down against James’s hand as he slips his fingers inside of him, one, by one, by one, achingly slowly. 

“Please, please, please,” he begs—seconds, moments, minutes later, utterly and completely desperate, a slave to the onslaught of James’s three crooked fingers and the tongue that’s curled around Regulus’s cock, and he can’t take it any longer.

“Go on, baby, say it,” James tells him, lips brushing Regulus’s own as he bottoms out, as Regulus is finally filled, their naked bodies pressed together in the warm air and the cold rain that falls heavier and heavier over them as he lies there and takes it, aching sweetly where they’re joined. 

There are tears pooling in Regulus’s eyes and James’s thumb in his mouth and he can’t look away from his face framed by the stormy sky above, and the bright, warm eyes staring back into his own. 

“James,” he whispers.

#someone asked me a q #lovely wonderful babe #the missing link #jegulus #smut #the thing is #i have a feeling that based on my new fantastic helpful guidance #there are probably a few TOO FAR smut scenes in c&tw #which is my bad #it's always so hard to tell! is it E?? is it M??? #i always thought like... if this isn't *porn* then it isn't E? #if i don't explicitly detail the #er #happy ending #then it isn't E... right.... #turns out wrong #i need to stop #luckily my next fic is E ;)