#indirect socialization

[autogeneity]

you know I would probably lose any real life physical fight, but I somehow feel much more comfortable with direct aggressive confrontation (that is attempting to influence me with an implicit threat of violence), than I do with the passive style of influence that is using an implicit threat of vague social/moral judgement and so on.

the former almost feels to an extent respectful. like in the caricature of martial societies and so on, I could in theory defeat you and defend my honour or some shit lmao. it's a challenge, not a devaluing

anyway I think this is another reason I function much better among male interaction norms. girls be playing 5d chess

#m #ref notes #I suspect there is some 'winning move' to the subtle indirect social version also #but it is a bit elusive to me probably due to the quasi-autism #but also it feels like it is relying on social status #which is hard to 'win' in a moment the way a direct confrontation is

[i-spilled-my-soup]

i miss the olden days when the greeks didn’t have labels for sexuality they just had affairs and orgies

#waxing poetry in their thirst #yeah this is about riordan #personal opinion time #he just. doesn't do casual representation #its gotta be outright #a whole sentence #dedicated to exposition #for the audience #like the labels are needed to justify something #i think thats it #the labels feel less personally empowering and more like... placating? #and i feel like its so personal for a lot of people #personally i would not tell a stranger the labels i use to identify myself #that's so ... intimate... and to throw it around so lightly makes it seem comedic #and how he has his characters criticize other characters for being sexist or stuck in the gender binary #i. i wish that the setting was one where there was no such terms for inequality #that it existed but the characters and thus the audience were convinced that equality was the status quo and the goal #or that riordan went more intricate with it #putting echoes of social issues in moments of indirect characterization #cause it feels like the more those terms are used the less theyre taken seriously #i feel like moments of inequality could have had responses of 'that's a dick move dude. don't do that' and not providing fodder #for inequality by using it for comedic effect #i just. have distaste for that

[prompt-of-the-day]

Dialogue: #053

"Hey! How come I haven't seen you in a while? We live in the same house."

"Yes, how strange. I can't imagine how it may have happened, maybe the universe is trying to tell you something though."

(Such as, stop looking for me, I'm avoiding you, how much more direct do you want me to be. Also, it's me, I'm the universe.)

#daily prompt #writing prompts #dialogue prompt #gender neutral mc #introvert #If you aren't seeing someone while probability means you should then maybe there's a reason #Please understand the indirect message #You are asking for my rudeness #I'm trying to be polite #this is just me on the daily #When my social battery is in the negative number #But people still wanna talk #I'm alive don't ask more of me #Poor MC

[chryblossomjjk]

…

#lol had a dream about a childhood friend i had a falling out with and it made me v v sad #so when i woke up i just did a snoopy on their socials to see what they’re up to #and five days ago they posted an indirect about missing me too oof #don’t know whether to be happy or devastated 🫠

[otaku553]

Consider sending in asks

#I’m bored #maybe this will fulfill my need for indirect social interaction #doesn’t have to be a question for me or anything #I’d be down to hear about something you think is funny or how your day is going #my solution to my existential dread regarding the purpose of my art is too flood my account with as much of these shitty doodles as possible

[true-blue-sonic]

silver, on social media: like for an indirect!

[post gets one (1) like]

silver: i am deeply in love with you

espio: can you at least wait until you get more likes

Silver's got things to say, he's not gonna wait for that! Haha, I also figure that one like is from Espio then, right? Espio just wanted to give him some support and Silver immediately used it to declare his love, that is pretty sweet of him <3

#silver the hedgehog #espio the chameleon #espilver #I feel like it says a lot about me that I have *never* heard of an indirect before lmao #when it comes to social media I do tend to live under a rock (aka just like Espio)

[outeremissary]

Having one of those weeks of "is this the monthly Malaise or am I about to have a real mental health rut"

#I think I feel a bit bad for not having seen success for a bit on a large project or one for other people #my to-do list... I'm trying #think I just feel socially weird too. as usual I would benefit from touching grass #I know I've been on more than is good for me lately and I'm just trying to distract from not liking how creative projects are going #or feeling lonely but not very socially confident for a while #for me social media is generally an extremely poor substitute for other forms of interaction (including other online interaction) too #it's like candy. it's fun in moderation but the more of it making up your diet the sicker you feel #and socially ambiguous in a nerve wracking way with how uncertainly part private/part public it is #especially on tumblr where so much interaction is indirect and one way. it's not how I function best I fear #it can be fun! I enjoy it much of the time. but it can also be very stressful and confusing. #a solid 'touch grass' (or touch snow) time is likely approaching if I feel weird a little longer haha #but jeez! I should knock some stuff off the list first. #I'm up too late tonight. I know that. lack of satisfaction on projects I know #okayyyyy I'll maybe prep one last thing (sunk cost fallacy) and go to sleep properly like I should've ages ago. morning will be rough. #I do miss the ways people interacted on Twitter #rambling #you should know half the time I have some way too long tags it's because I meant to say one thing and then just kept going without thinking #I think I talk too much online because offline I don't talk very much. not many people to talk to.

[annamaryllis]

i don't write fanfiction but rn i'm just thinking about how infuriating it must be to receive a negative comment that's completely unnecessary, especially if it's misrepresenting what you wrote and your intentions...i would go crazy

#there's plenty of fics i've read and hated. like have seriously annoyed me and there are fic authors I have one-sided beef with in my head #but like. you literally don't have to share all your opinions #like it's one thing to be confused and have questions if you comment in a respectful way #you don't have to go out of your way to comment bullshit wtf do you think this is who do you think you are #or when they frame it as “critiques” like shut the hell up it's literally fanfiction #or like. WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO START DISCOURSE ON AO3 ICANTJSDRJASDF #ao3 isn't a social media site. it's literally random people writing stuff for free on the internet #like i'm judgemental and overdramatic too #i'll be scrolling thru ao3 tags and see horrendous looking fics and think “this person must be so annoying and dumb” #and then you keep scrolling you move on #learn self-control and keeping shit to yourself #not every thought and reaction needs to be shared especially on THE post/fanwork #like go make some vague indirect passive aggressive separate post like everyone else #ugh people are so desensitized to internet interactions you're not invincible bc you're not in person #so bold and brazen for what #people who cosplay as mean girls and vigilantes on the internet are the most insufferable people #misc #✏️

[gummy-sharks666]

I love being unable to gauge how people actually feel about me at any given point my brain is definitely not completely fucked up

#I literally cannot tell if ppl fw me or not #I can’t tell what ppl are saying through nonverbal cues either #neurodivergent problems #like please just be direct with me being indirect makes the voices worse #every social interaction is a minefield #adhd #social anxiety

[junyeeinspirit]

Many relationships beautifully presented:

Two people who want to move on from their past but were stuck somehow, finally found the courage to leave their past and start anew (Jim-Wen)

An adult who is still learning and a teenager who knows what he wants in his life (Jim-LiMing)

A man who doesn't run away from his responsibility and a woman who is strong to face the test of time (Leng-Preaw)

A mom who loves her kid unconditionally despite her not being there for him most of the time and a child who puts his mom's happiness as first priority. (LiMing's mom - LiMing)

Two people who is trying to bury their hurting heart and go on with life (Alan-Gaipa)

A son who treasures his mom a lot and a mom who did her best for her son's good future (Gaipa and his mom)

Parents who never realized their fault but once they understood it, did their best to correct their mistake (Heart's parents)

An employer who thinks of their employees as their family and the employees who are faithful to their owner (Jim-Leng)

Two siblings who were brave enough to run away from home to chase their dream, who are not always together but are there for one another in need. (Jim-LiMing's mom)

Two teenagers who are bonded in such a beautiful way, love has no language as music, it's what the heart feels. Actions speak volume, words are not always necessary. (Heart-LiMing)

#moonlight chicken #jimwen #heartliming #alangaipa #lengpraew #moonlight chicken the series #mlc #thai drama #only in 8 episodes this drama touched so many aspects of daily life #i'm super amazed #social class difference #indirect depiction of impact of pandemic in people's life #beauty of different relationship #my fav is the relation between uncle and nephew #even though they fight every time #they love and care for one another deeply #liming raised his voice when his uncle doesn't understand him but quickly apologizes for his misbehave as well

[cedefaci]

Foundations of the World: Gathering

So, I’m finally writing the DF-KHR Crossover that I swore I would write. Gathering is the part that deals with Tsuna and company meeting up with the DF crew.

Soon after breaking the Arcobaleno Curse, Tsuna and his Guardians are on a class trip to Chicago just as the events of Peace Talks go down.

A few central conceits: the Inheritance Arc never happened since Earth Flames don’t fit into the fused cosmology of this fic, which means that the Vongola Tenth Generation are still wearing Rings, not Vongola Gear; Haru is acting as Lambo’s proxy both to avoid conflict with Marcone and to reduce suspension of disbelief regarding how a five year old got on a class trip; Kyoko is an Active Sky and very willing to choose violence. The latter two divergences are the result of the CEDEF 10th Generation excelling in their chosen field. (thank you, Oregano)

The lights went out.

His Guardians immediately sprang into motion, leaping up from where they had been whiling away the time to project shields of Flame overlapping like a three-sided pyramid—Hayato’s Storm, Takeshi’s Rain, and Haru’s Lightning, to disintegrate or stop or block any attack. Even niisan was more serious than usual, taking his place in the bodyguard formation that Reborn had drilled them in every day since Tsuna’s future assassination.

“Is this what we’re waiting for, Tsuna?” Takeshi asked, as casually as if they were just watching tv, if not for the hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Tsuna had been jittery and on edge all day, and it had only gotten worse after the sun had set, to the point that Reborn had outright told them to stay together in a single room with the curtains drawn, a few illusions from Chrome settling the chaperoning teachers’ objections before Tsuna could protest.

The sense of impending doom he had been feeling since the plane touched down in Chicago (scratch that, he’d had a bad feeling about everything since the teacher had announced that they were going on a class trip to America that had Vongola’s fingerprints all over it) had grown until his Intuition was screaming at him about imminent danger. And it was still screaming.

“No.” Tsuna shook his head, “It’s not over yet.”

“Boss…” Chrome said from beside him, ready to fake their deaths the moment an attack came, “It’s dark outside.”

It was. Tsuna looked out into the night.

Chicago was a big city, much bigger than Namimori, so big that it never slept. Tsuna hadn’t noticed the difference, but there weren’t any lights shining in through the uncovered windows of the bedrooms. There was no light at all, anywhere, save from the glow of his Guardians’ Flames.

Even ten years in the future, when the world was on the brink of collapse, there had been light.

“This is bigger than just us, isn’t it?”

“Are you saying or asking, Tsuna?” Reborn said up from behind him. Tsuna hadn’t noticed when Reborn had stopped pretending to sleep.

Tsuna drew a breath deep into his lungs. When he let it out again, his eyes were beginning to burn orange. “It is.”

“Then what are you going to do?”

“Hayato?” Tsuna asked, trusting that the genius had a better grasp of strategy than he did.

“Tenth?” Hayato turned his head towards him, then nodded. “Alright, Sasagawa, I need you check how far the outage extends, Chrome, hide us with a simple illusion, save your strength—and Kyouko, Jyuudaime, could you maybe check the phones? Sky Flames are about connection, so if there’s any chance that we can get communications up and running, it’ll be thanks to you.”

Tsuna nodded as Kyouko did, just as niisan made a noise of confusion. “Check how far the outage extends?”

Hayato made a face, stress making his temper even shorter than normal. “Go out, climb as high as you can with the stairs if the elevators aren’t running, and see if there’re lights anywhere, then come back! Be fast about it so we don’t end up assuming that you’ve been attacked.”

“Wait.” Kyouko interjected from where she had crouched down on the carpet and was trying to turn on a phone, “If Sky Flames boost connections, then Chrome, can you make communicators for us?”

Chrome frowned in concentration, but slowly nodded, “Yes, I think I can.”

“Good.” Kyouko abandoned the stubbornly black screen and stood up, “If you can manage it quickly, then niisan can wait for you to make him something so that he can keep in contact.”

“I’ll try.” Chrome turned to Tsuna, “Boss, can I see your earpiece?”

“En.” Tsuna unhooked Spanner’s earpiece and gave it to her, realizing that the mechanic’s technology, at least, wasn’t dead the way everything else was.

Chrome narrowed her eyes, the original in one hand and Mist condensing into a solid shape in the other. “Mukuro-sama…” She murmured under her breath, but he didn’t make an appearance.

Whatever help Mukuro was giving her, it wasn’t as major as possession.

“I need your Flames now.”

Kyouko offered Chrome her hand, warm orange fire flowing from her fingertips into Chrome’s palm, until the fuzzy edges of the Real Illusion turned sharp and substantial.

“This should work.” Chrome said, handing Tsuna his earpiece back and giving the new one to Ryohei, “But… um, I think you should test them first—just talk into one, you should receive the signal in the other.”

“Alright.” Tsuna cupped his hand over his mouth and whispered, “Niisan, can you hear me?”

“YES! I CAN EXTREMELY HEAR YOU, SAWADA!”

“Be quiet, Lawn-Head!” Hayato snapped in a furious hiss, attention darting frantically from the windows to the vents to the door and even to the walls, as if expecting a fully armed squad to burst out of the panelling, “And say something that Jyuudaime won’t be able to hear without his earpiece instead of shouting!”

“Can you hear me, Sawada?”

“Yes.” Tsuna answered.

“EX—treme!” Niisan remembered to be quiet halfway through his first word, “Don’t worry, I’ll be right back!”

Niisan pumped his fist in the air, all grimness forgotten, and dashed out the door.

“Alright—,” Tsuna jarringly realized that the Flame shields were still up, “—uh, Hayato, Takeshi, Haru-chan, could you drop the barriers now? I don’t think we’re going to be attacked right now, and you need to save your strength.”

“Are you sure, Tsuna-kun?” Haru kept her hands up, Lightning crackling from the ring she had taken from Lambo, “The movies always have the bad guys come in just when you think you’re safe.”

Which seemed to be the same conclusion Hayato had arrived at, even if he clearly disagreed with Haru’s reasoning.

The all-encompassing darkness, the equally omnidirectional dread, and, now that Tsuna was listening, there were sounds of human distress at the edge of his hearing. He swallowed, “Yes. Whatever’s happening, it’s bigger than just us, we don’t need to worry about being targets yet…right?”

He tried to look to Reborn for guidance, but the now preschool-aged hitman only crossed his arms and smirked at him, “You’re the Boss now, Tsunayoshi. A Boss has to judge the risks and make the decisions himself.”

Aren’t you supposed to still be tutoring me? Tsuna complained in his head, but nodded. “Alright. Then we’ll wait for niisan to come back, then we’ll head down and see if we can help our classmates.”

#sawada tsunayoshi #gokudera hayato #yamamoto takeshi #miura haru #sasagawa kyo #sasagawa ryohei #chrome dokuro #reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #the difference between Haru and Kyoko wrt fighting is #Haru would rather not fight but will defend her ideals #such as protecting kids #so she's proxy Guardian but will step down once Lambo grows up #her strengths are in mathematics and disguises #Kyouko may have strong social skills #but she's full of suppressed rage from her awareness of the limitations of soft power #combat is catharsis for her #you can only keep determined Nice Guys at bay for so long through indirect maneuvering #a knee to the knuts is both more direct and more satisfying #but the consequences to that were too great #until she and her brother joined Tsuna's inner circle #the devil's in the details when it comes to illusions #which is why Chrome's the most observant

[mainfaggot]

Guys who remembers when I had a crush on this girl from my workshop on essay writing class this past January

#it lasted 6 weeks then she posted pics of herself getting shit faced in montreal w white ppl n i realised i truly only liked the idea of her #like partying is pretty normal but the issue is when ur friends w someone or dating someone that puts the social expectation of drinking on #you as well. which is actually a thing oh em gee! indirect or unspoken peer pressure really #thankfully my close friends who like getting drunk never make me feel like an outcast for not joining them <3 #but no back to the crush ending #it's like. if youre going to get drunk WHY WITH QUEBECERS OF ALL PEOPLE #just. ew white french canadians 💀💀💀💀💀 #z.post

[indizombie]

Indirect taxes in the country however, have gone up. They may seem small and incremental, but are paid by every citizen whatever their income status. A daily wager and a millionaire pay the same tax when they buy a pack of butter – nearly 12 percent. “Rising fuel prices and indirect taxes have pushed up prices of essential commodities, including food, Bhardwaj added. “This has resulted in acute food insecurity and malnutrition, especially among children and women. Since the government started amassing indirect taxes, their spending in the social sector has gone down.” Mishra said. “This is mostly because the collection of indirect taxes just cancels the loss of corporate taxes.”

Srishti Jaswal, ‘This Country Has 70 New Millionaires Every Day. Why Is it Among the World’s Hungriest?’, VICE

#VICE #Srishti Jaswal #India #Indirect taxes #fuel prices #prices of essential commodities #Pravas Ranjan Mishra #Anjali Bhardwaj #food insecurity #acute malnutrition #social sector spending

[jane-friend]

I am slowly becoming drunk and desire intrusive asks.

#I am chatty but have no other social outlet #or at least one this indirect #last thing my discord group needs is my drunken ass

[heavenknowsffs]

Wtf bro

#ngl i feel like these 2 friends have been sending indirect attacks to me constantly after i left #you know when someone jokes about something so much you start thinking maybe it aint a joke? #that's what has been happening the past few weeks? #like joking about me drinking and joking about me talking to men to get them to pay me drinks (which i don't but ok) #and yesterday i said i wish i was out having fun with them and they were like 'you post a club everynight' #it seems an attack but also kind of like jealousy? i don't get it man #i can't do anything that they won't make a joke about to the point i am starting to not share stuff with them anymore #and it's these 2 people only #and coincidentally they have both told me they had a crush on me and i told them i didn't feel the same #and now they constantly attack whatever i do #interesting #idk if it's related or not but i just don't feel confortablr with them anymore #and like before these attacks we had some conversations about social issues and etc that we don't agree with each other #and they have been stupid since... sorry i care about other people other than me

[truly-fantastic-me]

"I know you were stating your boundary, but the way you said it triggered me. I don't do confrontation."

Tough shit. Confrontation is a part of life. I'm not responsible for your triggers, and you are not the only one on the entire fucking planet with PTSD. Triggers are not an excuse to be an unsafe person. Do better!

#conflict resolution #boundaries are important #i need my boundaries i dont' state them to be an asshole #sorry that I'm a human being and have needs #also #/harsh language #/trauma #i have ptsd too #fuck indirect language #fuck mind games #fuck social cues #fuck them