#is there a consensus of a name differentiation

[ipso-faculty]

Proposing some intersex gender modality & transition terms

So there are a whole bunch of different ways that intersex people can be/identify as trans. I've been thinking about what names would be useful for articulating these differences and in this post I'll list what I've got so far. 🧑‍🔬

I'm hoping to get feedback on these, so if you have feedback let me know! 💛 I expect to edit this post, to incorporate feedback and further ideas.

CW: mention of IGM and forced HRT

Types of transitions

Distransition: a medical transition forced upon an intersex person, such as through IGM or forced HRT. Dis- to indicate the negative aspect of the transition being coercive, as well as to connote disability since this process is so frequently traumatic and/or disability-causing. In disability studies language it's a form of debility (disability caused through systemic violence).

Mistransition: a distransition (forced transition) that is not in alignment with a person's gender identity. Mis- to indicate the incorrectness of the alignment as well as to maintain a negative connotation because this is a coercive transition.

Entransition: a consensual transition done by an intersex person. Contrast to distransition. En- acts as an opposite to dis- and also to me indicates a level of intent (e.g. envision, enact, enliven). It also serves to indicate that transition is different for intersex bodies than for perisex bodies.

Retransition: an entransition done by an intersex person who previously had been distransitioned. I.e. when an intersex person does a second transition to undo, alter, or improve a forced transition. Re- to indicate a second transition, but also that it's a revision of the first one. EDIT #1: This term is not intersex exclusive, and may also be used by perisex trans people who have transitioned multiple times. EDIT #2: For an intersex-exclusive version, I suggest "re-entransition", combining re- and en-.

Retrotransition: a retransition that is done to undo the effects of forced transition. So an intersex person who, after being forced into a binary gender, then transitions their body towards a best approximation of what their body's natural state would have been without forced transition. Retro- for backwards to indicate undoing that is worth differentiating from detransitioning.

Laterotransition: a retransition done by an intersex person to a gender that is neither the gender externally imposed by a distransition nor what their body's "natural state" would be. For example, an AFAB AIS person who was coercively transitioned female, who then later transitioned male. Latero- as contrast to retro- (latero- is to the side, antero- is forward) as well as to indicate the turn away from the path set forth externally by parents/doctors.

Anterotransition: a retransition done by an intersex person that continues the direction set forth by previous forced transition. So additional transitioning done by somebody whose gender is in alignment with what was externally imposed. While this will probably be somebody's AGAB, it doesn't have to be - some times intersex people are forcibly transitioned to a different gender than their AGAB.

All of these transitions would have an analogous gender modality. So an entransgender person is somebody who has/is undergoing/intends to entransition. And a retrotransgender person likewise has/is undergoing/intends to retrotransition.

I see distransition and mistransition as potentially useful for intersex people talking about trauma and structural intersexism. I think entransition might be useful for talking about how being intersex and transitioning is frequently different than for perisex people, especially if it is a retransition. And perhaps distransition and anterotransition may be of use to exparium folks.

Personally: I was distransitioned as an adolescent and have recently started a process of medically retrotransitioning.

Feedback welcome! A list of revisions will go at the bottom of this post. Will make flags for terms once I feel satisfied with them.

Edits

2024-01-16: I've been informed by @chipbutbetter that retrans is already used by some perisex folks with complicated transition patterns, so I have edited to say this term should not be intersex exclusive. Thanks! 🏳️‍⚧️

2024-01-16: thought about an intersex-specific version of retransition and landed on "re-entransition". A little awkward but combines both retransition and entransition! Flexible on whether to include a hyphen (reentransition).

#intersex #intersex terminology #mogai #new mogai term #mogai requests #mogai coining #mogai review #cw: IGM #cw: forced transition #cw: forced hrt #tw: IGM #mogai peer review #actuallyintersex #actually intersex

[sirfrogsworth]

Thoughts on Live Action Avatar: TLA

I'm sure people are going to hate this. Some for valid reasons. Some because of endless nitpicking that really has no bearing on how good or bad it actually was. Some because they have already chosen to hate it and it's just a self-fulfilling prophecy.

But I always root for things to be good. I want them to succeed. And I always go into everything I watch with the hope and expectation it will be good. I turn off my critical brain and try to just experience the show for what it is. As I said, I saw no trailers. I read no reviews. I knew almost nothing about the production of this going in.

Initially, things were rough... buddy.

And I think that is a longstanding problem with live action TV shows in general. I am always reminded of Star Trek TNG and how it took two seasons (48 episodes) before they figured out what the hell they were doing. Back then shows were able to find their footing and grow and learn. Actors were given time to find their characters and understand them and finally become them.

But now, every show has to be amazing from the start or they get cancelled. And I think people have become very unforgiving of first seasons as well. I feel like not enough people consider the potential of something getting better. And I think that is a shame.

So, yes, Avatar started out rough. They tried to cram all of the exposition into the first 20 minutes. And that was unpleasant. The effects were jarring at first. It is incredibly difficult to translate animation into live action. And please don't say the CGI was "bad." It wasn't. There was just so much that needed to be packed into every frame of this show to make it work, and finding a way to make it all seamlessly blend is a monumental task. I think the artists did an amazing job with the constraints of essentially making an 8 hour movie in the time usually given a 2 hour one.

But as the show continued, the actors seemed more comfortable in their roles. The showrunners seemed to figure out what worked and what didn't. The quality across the board started to improve. Especially when they started to deviate a little bit from following the cartoon. I also noticed that the effects that were jarring in the beginning eventually stopped bothering me and breaking immersion. I got used to them and was able to just focus on the story. And I think they got a little better as well. The bending was much more convincing as the show progressed. And it was a bajillion times better than the slow-motion bending of that movie that shall not be named.

And by the final episode, I was all in. The Avatar monster was really cool. And I was crying my eyes out and having all kinds of emotions. And there were some changes they made to the story which I actually thought made more sense. And I was glad this show was doing a few things to differentiate rather than being an exact carbon copy.

It won me over.

And I know it won't do that for everyone. And perhaps I am forgiving a lot of sins just because I wanted it to be good. The original was my absolute favorite show of all time. I just liked spending time with these characters again.

But I liked it more than I didn't and I'm hoping that is the general consensus, but I fear that is not the case.

Things I really liked...

I thought the actor playing Sokka was really great. They didn't give him enough humorous material. But I think this kid absolutely nailed the role. And if this gets another season, I do hope he can show Sokka's lighter side a bit more.

Ken Leung also did amazing as Zhao. I think he surpassed his cartoon counterpart in villainy. I loved hating him.

The final battle was beautiful. I think they probably dedicated a lot of resources to that. Maybe at the expense of other things. But I think it was worth it to end strong.

In the first season of the cartoon, the trauma was often skipped over or kept very brief. I'm sure the idea of dealing with genocide and war time trauma was not an easy sell to Nickelodeon initially. But they did actually take the time to show some of that trauma, especially with Katara and Sokka. And I cried a bunch.

They seemed to go to considerable effort to have a diverse cast. I am glad they learned that lesson from the movie.

That said, they probably could have brought back Dee Bradley Baker to make the animal noises. This might have been an overcorrection...

I guess this will give the anti-wokesters something to complain about since the original was already super woke and it is probably a challenge to complain about the new thing being woke as well. Though I'm sure they are up to the challenge.

Things I didn't care for...

The compressed timeline caused a few stories to be combined and accelerated. I understand why that was necessary. But there were some important moments of character growth that got lost.

Sokka's missing sexism. I think it is much more useful to see someone grow and change and let go of their problematic traits than to pretend that never existed. Sokka's sexism was a symbol of the conservative views within water tribe culture in general. It was also foreshadowing for the conflict with Pakku (which was also minimized). I just think young viewers seeing a character overcome ingrained ideals has a greater influence than just erasing that aspect from the character.

Things I hated...

Princess Yue's hair. You get the amazing Amber Midthunder to play Yue, and she does an amazing job with extremely abbreviated screen time, but I couldn't stop staring at whatever that was they put on her noggin. I know I criticized people for nitpicking, but that was very distracting. I don't know exactly how it could have been done better, but I worry a great performance is going to get overshadowed by... hair.

In conclusion...

I think the people making this show loved the source material. I can see that love. I think they tried very hard to make the best show possible. And I also know they are probably going to get a lot of hate. I still haven't looked at the reviews because I didn't want to be influenced when writing this. But I can feel the review bombing as we speak.

But this was not a Witcher situation where the writers didn't respect the source material. This was displaying how incredibly difficult it is to convert one of the most beautifully animated shows in existence into live action. Maybe that is an argument for not making live action versions. Though I usually love them when they work and am happy both versions exist.

I really hope people can remember the original still exists and they can completely disregard this and watch the cartoon any time they wish. This doesn't have to "ruin their childhood." These two things can exist and everyone is perfectly capable of ignoring all of the live action material.

But I do hope this gets another season. I think that final episode showed the potential. I think the cast was getting comfortable in their roles and they deserve another chance to show what they can do.

I love Paul Sun-Hyung Lee and I think he was a great choice for Iroh. But Mako's shoes are probably the biggest shoes in the existence of shoes to try and fill. I do not envy the task he was given. But every once in a while I saw that Mako spirit come out in his performance and I think he could use another season to really find that and show us what he is capable of.

This felt a lot like The Phantom Menace to me. There was actually a ton of amazing stuff to love in that movie. But it didn't quite work the way the original movies did. But I think this was good enough to hope for the future.

[aerahyasashi]

IDIOSYNCRASIES CHAPTER SIX AND SEVEN

Yandere! Suguru Geto x Fem! Gojo's Sister! Reader

Warnings: Sexual/matured stuff / very brief manipulation (satoru), Violence, brief gore, death threats

Sypnosis: Where suguru geto founds himself deeply enamored with satoru's non-sorcerer sister to the point of obsession.

Note: This is a fanfic and i originally posted this on quotev. Also, pls support me on quotev and wattpad ! (yes, I'm a certified attention whore) you can differentiate the chapters, when the starting is BOLD, that means that it's the next chapter.

Word count: 8,400 words

•───癖好───•

JAW DROPPING IN COMPLETE  astonishment, [Name]’s [E/c] colored eyes widened, her pupils shrinking as a ghostly pallor washed over her face.

The atmosphere in the room became charged with tension, and taiyohime couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, feeling unsettled by the fact that both [Name] and Satoru appeared to be completely unaware of the arranged marriage [Name] is supposedly involved in. 

A sense of bewilderment washed over Taiyohime. “You guys...” Her eyes widened and she almost dropped the empty glass she was holding when she realized that [Name]’s arranged marriage, orchestrated by the  Gojo clan, was not consensual. The reactions of Satoru and [Name] implied that they had no prior knowledge of this arrangement and were utterly clueless. It dawned on Taiyohime that these two individuals were completely unaware of such a significant decision. 

“Oh fuck...”

Having witnessed how possessive Satoru was towards [Name], Taiyohime found this entire situation creepy. Satoru’s unwavering overprotectiveness and his strict control over any male interacting with [Name] was hella creepy. hell even taiyohime’s brother; caelum, can’t even talk to [Name] without satoru’s permission!

Well, to be honest... taiyohime doesn’t really have the permission of satoru to talk to [Name], she just sort of fights satoru to talk to [Name] and roast satoru. (Something her brother couldn’t do) Initially, taiyohime had assumed that both Satoru and [Name] were aware of the arranged marriage, but now, everything she had thought had been completely overturned. (Even though she knows that ain’t no way is satoru letting his sister get married)

The tension in the room continued to escalate, and Satoru’s previously blank face grew even darker. Taiyohime couldn’t help but notice a pulsing vein on his neck and forehead as his fists clenched tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white.

Like Satoru, [Name] had a similar reaction. Her jaw clenched, and her brows furrowed as she recoiled visibly. The disbelief in her voice was palpable as she asked,

“Arranged marriage...?” [Name] was clearly disturbed and taken aback by this shocking revelation.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” [Name] said through gritted teeth, her tone came a lot louder and harsher than expected. “That’s—” she began but was interrupted by satoru.

“BULLSHIT!” Satoru angrily exclaimed, his voice rising, and his frustration was evident in his voice as he gritted his teeth. “Right, that’s bullshit.” [Name] agreed, vexed.

“[Name] is not gonna marry anyone. Not on my watch.” satoru fumed as he pulled [Name] closer to him, his stance becoming protective while [Name] expressed her agreement by nodding, as the thought of marrying someone she didn’t even know was equivalent to a nightmare. And she’d rather die than get married at fucking sixteen. This is not the heian period anymore, and she’s not even an adult.

Choosing such a path would mean sacrificing her happiness and well-being, and both Satoru, [Name] and Taiyohime knew that.

“I thought you already knew about this situation.”

Taiyohime murmured with a frown, her brows furrowing in concern. 

“Hell no.” Both satoru and [Name] said in unison.

“even if I did know, I would never agree to it,” Satoru replied,

“So do i.” [Name] agree as satoru drew drew her nearer to him and gently rested his hand on the nape of her neck, providing her with a tight embrace as she nestled her head against his chest. Simultaneously, his other hand securely remained on her back. Consequently, [Name]’s back was turned away from taiyohime as Satoru embraced her tightly while glaring daggers at taiyohime.

“No fucking way would i let any man marry her.”

“i know.”  Taiyohime scoffed, her disbelief apparent.

“I was flabbergasted when I heard the news too,” 

Taiyohime expressed her frustration, firmly clenching her teeth together as she adamantly declared,

“There is absolutely no way I am going to abandon my precious vacation in Canada for nothing!” 

“The reason I am here” she continued, her arms crossing tightly over her chest, and she could feel the cold glass pressing through her skin.

“is because of the fucking marriage.”

In a fit of anger, Satoru exclaimed, his blue eyes growing darker,

“So you came here to congratulate her on some bullshit she didn’t even want?”

Satoru’s voice held a venomous edge and it was obvious that he was just holding back from killing Taiyohime here and there.

Taiyohime responded with a sigh,

“Hold your horses, you buffoon. i’m speaking, and you better listen.” She locked her gaze onto his scowl and  stated,

“As I mentioned before, I came here because of [Name]-chan’s supposed marriage.” Taiyohime then explained, “I needed to see if the man she was going to marry was worthy.” She shifted her gaze away and added,

“And, of course, to insinuate something that would lead her to break off the marriage, as men are dangerous for her. Especially if it was a sorcerer, because who knows what the blistered cockroach is gonna do to her?”

Her words were accompanied by a hiss, which earned her a small nod of approval from Satoru, although he continued to glower at her. This shared overprotective nature was the only similarity between the two, as they both suffocatingly guarded their loved ones. However, Satoru held the crown for being the most protective and creepily obsessed brother! (Congratulations, Satoru)

“I didn’t know that it was nonconsensual...” Taiyohime trailed off, a worried expression crossing her face as she absentmindedly brushed her white bangs aside, revealing a mark resembling a third eye on her forehead as she couldn’t believe that their clan could stoop so low.

“But unfortunately, it doesn’t surprise me,” she grumbled, her jaw tightening in frustration. 

“They’ve done this before already too many times before after all..”

Meanwhile, [Name] remained silent, observing the conversation between Satoru and Taiyohime. 

Not long ago, she had experienced sexual assault by her own father, and now her own clan wanted to sell her off to a man? Hell no. This is just so fucking unfair. She wished that this was all just a bad dream.

If she ever got married to someone, she’d never forgive them, never. 

[Name] believed that the others had finally changed their perspective and accepted her for who she was, despite being a non-sorcerer when they let her go to that party. However, it became evident that this was not the case. They continued to treat her as if she were an object, devoid of any feelings or autonomy. This unfair treatment had been a constant in her life, enduring the torment inflicted by the entire clan.

She was always relegated to the role of a servant, expected to take on responsibilities beyond her years, much like her brother. Her childhood was stolen from her, forced to grow up before her time. At the tender age of five, she was already burdened with household chores such as cooking and laundry. She was deprived of the opportunity to pursue an education, with the exception of Satoru, who took it upon himself to teach her despite being only a year older. The unfairness of it all weighed heavily on her. She had no say in her own fate.

[Name] exhaled a deep sigh which was muffled by her face pressed against Satoru’s chest.

However, Satoru uttered something that caught her off guard, causing her breath to hitch and her heart to skip a beat.

“Taiyohime Nee-san..” Satoru uttered in a surprisingly soft and gentle tone, unlike most of the tone he uses on taiyohime, this one seemed different

[Name]’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she slowly lifted her head from Satoru's chest.

Her head instinctively tilted to the side, revealing a slight surprise on her face. However, before she could fully comprehend the situation, Satoru gently placed his middle and index finger on her forehead, causing her vision to instantly blur and darkness to envelop her. she ultimately lost consciousness, her body going limp and threatening to collapse onto the ground.

Yet, just in the nick of time, Satoru caught her fragile body with his steady hand, preventing any harm from befalling her. 

Witnessing this, Taiyohime furrowed her own brows in confusion. She couldn’t understand why Satoru had chosen to render [Name] unconscious, but she suspected that he simply wanted some privacy to discuss a pressing matter with her. Despite her initial impulse to reprimand Satoru for his action, Taiyohime resisted the urge to confront him and cause an unnecessary argument. As much as she disliked the idea of Satoru knocking [Name] out, she reluctantly accepted that it might be for the best.

Frustrated and filled with disdain, Taiyohime couldn’t help but hiss her disapproval. She couldn’t help but feel surprised by the fact that Satoru had addressed her respectfully, without any insults or derogatory remarks. It was a weird gesture that caught her off guard, adding to the already bewildering situation. 

“Why did you knock her out?” Taiyohime inquired, her voice dripping with evident distaste. Her words had a slight hiss-like quality to them, displaying her dissatisfaction with Satoru’s choice. At the same time, she couldn't help but acknowledge that Satoru must have had a valid reason for his actions, even if she couldn't fully comprehend them. Her hand firmly gripped the glass in her hand, inadvertently expressing her frustration through the tightness of her grip. 

“You know why.”

Satoru mumbled in response, his fingers absent-mindedly running through [Name]'s hair.

“You want to talk to me.” Taiyohime released a frustrated huff of disbelief at his vague answer. 

“Yes,” Satoru nodded. 

“It’s about [Name], isn’t it?” she scoffed, and Satoru affirmed her assumption once again. 

“This place is too dangerous for her,” he murmured with an air of solemnity.

“And those power-hungry maniacs have gone too far.” Satoru’s jaw clenched, anger evident in his expression.

“Arranged marriage, huh?” he scoffed, his frustration boiling over. “That’s bullshit.” He couldn’t bear it anymore. Every fiber of his being wanted to wipe out their entire clan, but he couldn’t. not when someone is holding him back. [Name] was the one thing holding him back.

He feared that she would come to hate him if he were to do that, and that was the last thing he wanted. While [Name] had already killed their father, she was against killing the other members of their clan. And as much as satoru admired her moral compass, it was starting to irritate him to no end. 

“I know, satoru. I know.” Taiyohime muttered, her gaze drifting away from Satoru. 

“I want to kill them all,” Satoru declared with solemn resolve. “In the most brutal manner possible, torture them to death, anything that will make them suffer.” He added, nonchalantly discussing the topic of murder. Taiyohime raised an eyebrow, unbothered by his words, as she harbored the same desire.

“So do I,” she stated firmly, a tinge of contempt in her voice. “Especially that stupid excuse of a father you both share.” Taiyohime grimaced at the mention of satoru and [Name]’s father, recalling the time he violated her without consent. It was a haunting memory that filled her with disgust and hatred, and rage.

Satoru didn’t comment on Taiyohime’s words as he continued to stroke [Name]’s hair gently. He knew that he also wanted to punish his father, but unfortunately for both of them, [Name] had already taken care of him. 

“However...I doubt that [Name] would approve if we were to eradicate the clan,” Taiyohime grumbled bitterly. “She’s too good for her own good, too forgiving... too compassionate.” Taiyohime sighed in frustration, and Satoru couldn’t help but let out a snort. Oh, If only Taiyohime knew the truth. 

“Right..” he agreed stiffly.

“This place is too dangerous for her..” He began.

“So i’m taking her to tokyo with me and ditch the gojo clan.” he declared firmly, blue eyes narrowing as his jaw set tight. Satoru had enough.

He harbored deep aversion towards those Gojo eccentric freaks (even though he’s a gojo too.) and he was determined to prevent them from approaching his beloved sister.

No longer would he tolerate anyone inflicting harm upon her. Once they relocated to Tokyo, he’d train her, he’d protect her and anything in between, he’ll spoil her, give her the life she deserved

Taiyohime on the other hand was taken aback, her eyes filled with astonishment when she witnessed Satoru’s revelation. He expressed his desire to bring [Name] along to Tokyo, which indicated that he wished for her to join Jujutsu High as well. This proposition brought uncertainty to Taiyohime’s mind as she pondered whether it was even a viable option for three distinct reasons.

Firstly, [Name] had been prohibited from attending school, depriving her of formal education. Secondly, being a non-sorcerer, she lacked the ability to see curses, casting doubt on her capability to navigate the world of jujutsu. Sure, Taiyohime used to teach [Name] some fighting moves, but would that really suffice?

“Are you fucking for real?” Taiyohime questioned incredulously, her voice filled with disbelief. 

“You want her to become a jujutsu sorcerer?”

"Yes," Satoru replied, confident in his sister’s ability.

“Do you even realize how much more dangerous it is for her in Tokyo?” Taiyohime angrily gritted her teeth, struggling to comprehend why on earth Satoru would want his sister to enroll in Tokyo Jujutsu High.

“With curse users and cursed spirits lurking everywhere—you’re willingly exposing her to all of that?” Taiyohime pointed an accusing finger at Satoru, desperately trying to control her anger and refrain from punching him.

“You underestimate her abilities,” Satoru retorted.  “She is strong,” he stated firmly. “And i’ll be there to protect her.”

“You trained her back then, and i will too. I’ll make sure to make her perfect, strong and all.”

“Strong enough to exorcise cursed spirits?” Taiyohime asked, her jaw clenching in skepticism. “She can’t even see curses and use jujutsu, you idiot!” she added, earning a scowl from satoru. How ironic, because they claim to know every single detail about [Name], but they’re not even aware that [Name] can see curses.

“I’ll find a way,” he declared. 

“Besides, I’ll be there to protect her,” he repeated. “Unlike here, where no one will safeguard her,” Satoru stated firmly, causing Taiyohime’s shoulders to slump in defeat. Although she agreed that no one there would protect [Name], bringing her to Tokyo was undeniably risky, and the gojo clan wouldn’t let the world see [Name] too.

“I am taking her to Tokyo with me, and that’s final,” Satoru proclaimed.

“If anyone tries to stop me, I will kill them,” he threatened.

“I don't care if [Name] is attached to them or whatever—I will kill anyone who tries to interfere,” Satoru declared darkly, unable to tolerate any further mistreatment.  

“And that includes you, Taiyohime Nee-san.”

Taiyohime’s grip tightened on the glass.

The glass, unable to withstand the force, shattered within her grasp. Its sharp fragments pierced her flesh, drawing blood that began to trickle down her palm.

•───癖好───•

Suguru fumbled around in his pants pockets, searching for the spare key that Satoru had entrusted him with. Despite having his own dorm room, there was something that he needed to get from Satoru’s living space. After what felt like an eternity, he finally managed to locate the key, which brought a sense of relief as he let out a deep sigh.

He then inserted the silver key into the bore hole and attempted to twist it and his brows knitted together as he realized that it didn’t budge for some reason.  Perplexed, he made another attempt to twist it, but it still didn't budge.

Suddenly, he dumbfounded as he realized the fact that the door wasn’t even locked. 

Satoru must have forgotten to secure the door, a behavior not unexpected of him, suguru supposed. The guy never really seemed to care about what was going on around him or what the consequences might be, simply because he felt invisible, both literally and figuratively.

After sighing once more, Suguru mentally reminded himself to lecture Satoru about the importance of locking the door before leaving. He was aware that Satoru had gone back to wherever the fuck his clan, resided. Though, it still confused suguru because someone like Satoru, who would often whine and complain about his deep hatred towards his clan, would go back on the Gojo estate, making the situation all the more confusing for Suguru.

Suguru contemptuously pushed the key back into his pockets and grasped the doorknob and opened the door.

He let out an exhale once again as he stepped into the dormitory, immediately noticing that it appeared to have been recently occupied...?

This struck him as odd since Satoru was supposed to be staying at the Gojo estate until the break was over. Nevertheless, it seemed as though someone had just used the room. The fact that the light was on and the room was immaculately clean, devoid of any dust particles and Suguru’s brows creased with concern as he pondered the reason behind the illuminated lights. Perplexed, he couldn’t help but question why the fuse in Satoru’s dorm was left open. Thoughts crossed his mind, contemplating if Satoru had any intentions of causing a fire within the dorm—a worrisome possibility indeed, because satoru is definitely the type to do just as that.

But then, suguru also entertained the thought that Satoru had returned to retrieve something. Though, If that’s the case, he should have locked the door before leaving. Such a careless boy, Suguru thought.

“Satoru?” Suguru called out, hoping for a response, but there was no response as silence engulfed the room. His shoulders sagged slightly, realizing that Satoru was nowhere to be found. 

“He’s not here then,” Suguru muttered to himself and berated satoru for not taking precautions and locking the door while also shutting off the fuse.   

Suguru then made his way toward Satoru’s room where the item he needed happened to be. He was about to pull out the spare key from his pocket, but then he paused, remembering that Satoru’s main door was not locked. Perhaps his room door was unlocked as well? Curiosity getting the better of him, Suguru decided to test it, and to his surprise, the door opened easily, indicating that it was indeed unlocked. 

“Satoru seriously needs to lock doors” Suguru mutters under his breath in disapproval. “Something might’ve gotten stolen...”

As Suguru stepped into the room, he noticed that it was shrouded in darkness. He cautiously made his way inside, his eyes adjusting to the lack of light. His intended destination was the drawer, but his attention was diverted when he caught sight of a figure lying on the bed. Covered completely by a blanket and lying face down on the pillow, and it was most likely Satoru.

Ah, so satoru was here then. Suguru noted. Though, it seemed strange that he had returned home so quickly, but he supposed that Satoru being here is the reason why the doors are unlocked and why the fuse is open.

“Satoru?” Suguru murmured beneath his breath, noticing that something is wrong, it felt like as if it’s not satoru that's lying on the bed. Logically, it should be Satoru since this was his room, but the circumstances puzzled him. After all, Satoru typically slept under the bed, not on the main bed because he says that sleeping on the floor is better.

A small smile played on suguru’s lips as he reasoned that maybe Satoru had finally come to the realization that the bed was a more suitable sleeping spot. (Finally!)

“Satoru,” Suguru called again as he approached what he assumed to be satoru on the bed. He gently shook what he assumed to be Satoru’s shoulder, but there was no response, and it’s strange, cause satoru is not a heavy sleeper by any means, in fact, he’s a light sleeper. No, not only that, Limitless isn’t activated too.

This perplexed Suguru, as it seemed that Satoru’s limitless was not functioning for some reason. Normally, Suguru couldn’t physically touch Satoru because limitless was always active, (even in his sleep) unless Satoru specifically deactivated it to hug him or engage in physical contact. 

“Satoru, wake up,,” Suguru repeated in a soft tone, hoping to rouse ‘Satoru’. But still, there was no reaction. His gaze shifted downwards, and an idea suddenly sparked in his mind. Satoru often wakes Suguru up by swatting his rear end, resulting in Suguru being startled awake.

Suguru couldn’t help but ponder what made smacking a butt so entertaining for Satoru. Satoru would do this all the time to wake him up, and suguru was mystified as to why Satoru constantly resorted to this act, rather than simply verbally urging him to wake up. Moreover, Satoru occasionally smacked Suguru’s bum most of times for no reason at all. This left Suguru questioning whether he should reciprocate satoru’s actions.

Torn between the options, Suguru wondered whether he should not do it or smack satoru’s butt, ultimately opting to experiment with the latter; slapping Satoru’s bum to understand why it seemed so amusing to satoru.

“Might as well try it,”

Suguru raised his hand and administered a light slap to what he believed was Satoru’s buttocks. 

“Satoru, wake up.”

...

...

there was no response, so suguru did it again and he paused when he heard a soft groan emanate from the figure beneath the blanket.

“Huh?” the sound left suguru’s lips.

It certainly didn’t sound like Satoru; Suguru was confident in his ability to recognize satoru’s voice. This voice had a more feminine quality to it.

“Sa...toru..?” Suguru trailed off, his confusion mounting. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed through the room, causing Suguru to whirl around in alarm. His eyes widened as he locked gazes with Satoru, who had just entered the room.

...

...

‘What the fuck?’ Suguru gawked like a fish out of water.

“Who the hell—” Satoru began, but paused, he was Initially wearing a hostile expression that quickly morphed into surprise and disbelief upon seeing Suguru. Upon catching sight of Suguru, Satoru’s internal panic surged, causing his eyes to flit from Suguru to his peacefully slumbering sister on the bed.

A lump formed in Satoru’s throat as he swallowed, his brows twitching nervously as he assessed Suguru, who appeared to be frozen in place.

“What the hell?” Satoru exclaimed in astonishment. “Suguru?”

“You... You’re not supposed to be here.” satoru spoke hesitantly. However, his words seemed to fall on deaf ears, as Suguru was too overwhelmed with embarrassment to fully comprehend what was unfolding before him. How could he have mistakenly smacked someone else’s butt? He should have instantly recognized that it wasn’t Satoru! Furthermore, who on earth was this person that is lying on the bed? With a flicker of terror in his gaze, Suguru’s eyes darted between Satoru and the sleeping figure.

Suguru’s face turned beet red, obsidian colored eyes widening in shock. If it wasn’t satoru, then who the hell is it?!

‘Is this why their butt didn’t seemed to be flat?!’ Suguru wailed internally.

•───癖好───•

The following day, Suguru received a phone call from Satoru. However, Suguru still felt incredibly embarrassed about the previous incident. He was relieved to find out that the person involved had not woken up when he did that, and he found himself contemplating whether he should apologize or simply keep it a secret and move on. Eventually, he decided to choose the latter option. During their conversation, Satoru invited Suguru to join him and someone else for breakfast.

Despite feeling ashamed, Suguru mustered up the courage to go on satoru’s dorm. He raised his hand and knocked on Satoru’s dormitory door. “Come in,” Satoru’s voice called out. Nervously, Suguru opened the door and entered, feeling self-conscious as he awkwardly kept his hands in his pockets. 

Upon stepping into the dormitory, Suguru caught sight of a woman with white hair sitting on the sofa. She was manspreading and had her arms tightly crossed over her chest. It was Taiyohime. Suguru’s face instantly turned red with embarrassment. Could it be that Taiyohime had been the person on the bed the previous day?  

So that means that it’s taiyohime’s butt he smacked then.

Is this why she seems so upset today? Because she felt it?

“Good morning, taiyohime senpai,” Suguru uttered, trying to sound composed as he settled down in the sofa beside taiyohime, purposely creating a physical distance between them.    

Taiyohime responded with a cold gaze. “There’s nothing good about mornings, Geto.” she replied in a deadpan tone, causing Suguru to release a tired sigh.

“I suppose so...”

Perhaps his presence was the cause of her gloomy mood today. (Or maybe she’s just always grumpy.)

“Not when that thing is taking care of her,” Taiyohime grumbled angrily, catching Suguru’s attention as he noticed the tightly wrapped bandages on her hand. Although he was puzzled by taiyohime’s statement, he chose to remain silent. Who was this person she was referring to? Suguru was aware that she held a strong resentment towards Satoru, though he wasn't entirely certain why.    But what confused him the most is the part where she said ‘her’.

“I see..” he responded, clearing his throat politely.    

“Senpai, Did... you feel something while you were asleep?” Suguru cautiously inquired, secretly hoping that taiyohime hadn’t experienced what he was alluding to.

“I mean.. Did you have any strange dreams last night?”

A faint blush colored his cheeks as he mentally scolded himself once again for mistaking ‘taiyohime’ for Satoru and smacking her butt in her slumber, all because he had mistaken her for someone else.    

“What.” Taiyohime raised an eyebrow, wearing a dumb expression that immediately eased Suguru’s apprehension.

“Nevermind,” he muttered, trying to shake off the awkwardness of the situation.

Taiyohime and Suguru were seated in a state of unease, enveloped by an oppressive silence that carried an unmistakable weight of tension and awkwardness, palpable to anyone present. Out of nowhere, the atmosphere was abruptly disrupted as the resonating voice of Satoru reverberated from the farthest corners of the kitchen.

“GUYSSS” they heard satoru call.

“SHUT UP!”

Taiyohime, filled with frustration, released a strong and audible harrumph, displaying her annoyance through her facial expression. In response, Suguru subtly adjusted his posture, showing signs of attentiveness. A little while afterwards, Satoru appeared from the kitchen, displaying an entirely altered look than his usual self.  he donned a  blue apron embellished with shark motifs that had stains of food. Filled with anticipation and enthusiasm, he proudly declared,

“It’s done!”

Confused and perplexed, Suguru muttered an incomprehensible “huh, what?” his eyebrows furrowing in bewilderment. His mind raced,  trying to understand what Satoru could possibly be alluding to. With a swift motion, Satoru swiftly adjusted his attitude and exaggeratedly widened his eyes, countering, 

“Obviously, the food.” he quipped, placing his hands on his hips sassily.

Upon hearing this, both Taiyohime and Suguru were visibly stunned, their faces turning a ghostly shade that could rival the moon on a foggy night.

The mere mention of Satoru’s cooking sent shivers down their spines, as if they had stumbled into a horror movie set in a kitchen. Unfortunately, they had firsthand experience of Satoru’s culinary “skills,” or lack thereof. Let’s just say that his cooking wasn’t merely bad—it was a fucking disaster.

In fact, Satoru had managed to botch things up so impressively that he was outright banned from entering the kitchen ever again. This decree came after he ended up setting the kitchen on fire, all in a noble attempt to impress with his culinary creations. The memory of those flames devouring the kitchen haunted both Taiyohime and Suguru to their core.

But the horror didn’t end with the inferno; it extended to the culinary monstrosities that Satoru unleashed upon them. Whenever he dared to cook, it was not just a matter of unappetizing appearances, but an outright assault on their taste buds. His dishes consistently met the same tragic fate—overcooked beyond recognition, as if they were being punished for his lack of cooking wizardry.

“Taiyohime senpai, you.. you let him in the kitchen..” Suguru said quietly, dumbfounded that taiyohime, of all people, allowed someone like satoru, who couldn’t cook, take over the kitchen. Suguru shot a terrified look at taiyohime, wondering what in the world had possessed her to make such a choice. Taiyohime, caught off guard by Suguru’s accusation, pointed at herself in bewilderment,

“Huh?! Me?!”

“Hell no!” Taiyohime vehemently denied, with a clenched jaw, because there was no way she would ever subject the kitchen to satoru’s culinary disasters.

“huh? What the hell are you two talking about?” Satoru asked, raising an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

“It's not me who cooked,” he grumbled, feeling annoyed that Taiyohime and Suguru looked as if he was capable of a very horrible cooking, which was unfortunately true.

Suguru and Taiyohime let out a loud sigh of relief, mentally thanking every deity in existence that Satoru hadn't cooked.

“My sister cooked it all, not me, I just helped her.”

•───癖好───•

EXHALING A SIGH OF relief, Taiyohime felt the tension lift up from her shoulders and her previous pallid and ashen complexion gradually bloomed with color upon realizing that it was not Satoru who had wielded the the fucking cooking utensils, but rather [Name], and it was like a soothing balm to her.

She couldn’t fathom enduring a single morsel of Satoru’s pathetic abomination excuse of a cooking and would sooner embrace oblivion rather than subject her taste buds to such culinary torment. And besides, [Name] possessed an adept hand at the culinary arts, and she has absolute trust in [Name]’s culinary prowess, because unlike that spoiled brat with the six eyes, his sister is far more matured. (Even though [Name] is technically the youngest and is a dumbass like her brother.)

“Thank the heavens,” she murmured, placing a trembling hand over her racing and accelerating heart that was still reeling from the mere thought of Satoru’s horrifying cooking skills.

Suguru, too, seemed to experience a wave of relief, yet a perplexed expression shadowed his features. “Good,” He murmured.

“And.. you have a sister...” he echoed, his gaze settling on Satoru with a befuddled intensity,  Suguru glanced at taiyohime before turning his attention to satoru. Are there additional Gojos attending jujutsu high? The sole gojo he was acquainted with were Satoru and Taiyohime, so it’s possible this person is studying elsewhere, maybe in Kyoto?

But still, satoru had never told him about it.

Satoru shrugged indifferently. “And?”

“You never mentioned it,” Suguru remarked, his eyes flickering away. Satoru had indeed kept this particular aspect of his life concealed, but Suguru couldn’t help feeling a pang of disappointment, sensing a lack of trust from Satoru.

 “I forgot ” Satoru breezily fibbed, but his facade was quickly dismantled by Suguru and Taiyohime’s discerning gaze.

“I see,” Suguru murmured softly, and satoru opened his mouth to speak to change the topic but unfortunately for him, taiyohime wasn’t going to let this slip easily.

“Have you really?” Taiyohime narrowed her black colored eyes at Satoru, a subtle glint of suspicion shining through her gaze. She then turned her attention to Suguru, she assumed that he must have been privy to the knowledge of Satoru's sister, considering that satoru had 100% of trust in him. However, it appeared that this was not the case.

Satoru never told him.

“Senpai, it’s fine, i respect his privacy anyways,” Suguru said, sending taiyohime a knowing look that says ‘I know that you’re just trying to make a reason to get on satoru’s nerves’.

“Do you take me for a liar?” Satoru snapped as his words cut through the air, sharp and challenging, as he locked eyes with Taiyohime, who let out a dismissive shrug, unbothered by his silent threat.

“Do I?” Her midnight-black eyes narrowed, a smoldering intensity emanating from her gaze, and Satoru felt a faint twitch in his eye, a sure sign of his frustration bubbling to the surface,   He silently cursed himself for leaving the kitchen knife, on the kitchen when [Name] instructed him to call taiyohime because the meal had already been prepared and was ready to be served. 

Satoru though, remains utterly perplexed as to the reason taiyohime has made an appearance, moreover, come in his fucking dorm. and in every possible perspective, he is far from content, he hates it. He loathes it.

He seriously wished that the kitchen knife was still in his grasp, fantasizing about using it to stab taiyohime or cut her fucking tongue of so she will stop spitting bullshit.

“Such a vague answer, ‘Hime nee-san. Be straightforward.” Satoru drawled, his voice laced with venom and Suguru prepared himself for an argument that’s about to come.

“I think you already know the answer to that,” Taiyohime’s voice held a hint of exasperation, laced with a tinge of disdain.

“But i doubt that you’ll be able to understand what i’m saying” Taiyohime shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips before she continued,

“You’re a human functioning without a brain after all, a pretty unique creature, if i must say,”

“Senpai, don’t. ‘ts not worth it,” Suguru interjected, shaking his head in bafflement at the ongoing feud between Satoru and Taiyohime, unable to fathom why this stupid Gojo cousins seemed to be locked in an endless cycle of animosity. Despite being cousins, their relationship was far from amicable. Instead of bonding, they seemed to revel in antagonizing each other, each trying to get under the skin of other’s.

From the jibes of Taiyohime to Satoru’s relentless needling and verbal bullying, from the all-too-familiar bickering that punctuated their interactions, was nothing new to the special grade that has jet black hair. Because—It got so bad and it would always happen almost every single fucking day that Suguru had grown accustomed to the unceasing tension that defined their relationship.

The two were just basically bullying each other for some petty reasons that suguru didn’t know, not that he cared though, but still, It was a discordant melody that he wished to shoo away.

Satoru’s loathing for taiyohime got so bad to the point that satoru began to hate on people that has ‘Hime’ on their names, thus, he would pick on Utahime too—their senior, who was a classmate of Taiyohime.

Speaking of academics, Taiyohime was nearing the completion of her studies, just a step away from graduating, and Suguru harbored a hidden wish, wishing that Taiyohime’s approaching graduation would finally make satoru shut up and stop being a brat, cause technically, Taiyohime is the one who’s always triggering satoru to the point that the dude may have or may have not became a bipolar.

Suguru did not harbor any negative feelings towards Taiyohime though, but it was her actions that gets on his nerves, because she’s always so mean to satoru and would technically bully the latter, who’s basically a child on a grown man’s body.

However, he did agree that someone needed to teach Satoru a lesson in humility and humble him. Nonetheless, deep inside, suguru wanted some semblance of peace that would probably only happen once Taiyohime is away.

Meanwhile, Taiyohime’s dissatisfaction simmered beneath the surface, her shoulders tensing as she fought the urge to lash out. A fleeting impulse flickered within her, a barely-contained desire to wipe the smug grin off Satoru’s face—as if he was mocking her that he didn’t get scolded, but his smug gaze was seen by Suguru too, so technically, he wasn’t safe from the scolding.

“And you, satoru.” Suguru stated.

“Calm down,” Suguru chided, shooting him a reproachful look, making satoru reminiscent of how [Name] would scold him, and he ended up letting out a derisive snort.

“Sorry,” Satoru spoke reluctantly, shooting a glare at Taiyohime’s direction.

Suguru, nonplussed but still carrying a trace of disappointment, simply shrugged.

“It doesn’t matter, because it holds no real significance now, does it?” He queried, an inquisitive eyebrow arched and satoru stared at him dumbly.

An awkward silence filled the room, replacing the tension earlier, making suguru wonder if he had said something wrong.

“..did i say something wrong?”

“Why are you speaking formally?” Taiyohime and Satoru quizzically queried Suguru, their eyes reflecting a bewildered perplexity.

Suguru blinked, confused.

“Why not?”

“You speaking formally makes my skin crawl.” Satoru interjected, squinting his cerulean eyes at the unusual formality. Taiyohime, concurring, jabbed her finger on suguru’s direction.

“It does suit him though,” she commented with a nod of approval, as Suguru cocked his head in mild bemusement.  

“Really?” he inquired, the hint of a smile gracing his lips as he realized that the argument was finally over. Taiyohime nodded affirmatively.

“Yeah, you're a gentleman and soft spoken, unlike some people here,” she pointedly remarked, rolling her eyes at Satoru, insinuating a subtle implication.

Of fucking course. Someone has to ruin the peace.

Satoru's eye flickered with annoyance, searching for a suitable rejoinder.

Satoru folded his arms petulantly and, with a childish gesture he stuck out his tongue and raised his middle finger in Taiyohime’s direction, seemingly at a loss for a witty rejoinder.

“Keep that tongue stuck out and I'll pull it and cut it off.”

Taiyohime muttered a threat under her breath, feeling affronted, and retaliated by extending both middle fingers, each supported by an opposing hand.

“I’d like to see you try” Satoru shot back, interlocking his hands and presenting three raised ‘Fuck you’ sign in his cousin’s direction, his expression annoyed.

Suguru’s exasperation bubbled to the surface as the ongoing bickering between Taiyohime and Satoru grated on his nerves. With a weary sigh, he rose from his seat, kneading the tense muscles in the back of his neck. 

Yet, amidst the chaotic clamor of their dispute, Suguru found a strange sense of relief. It was a welcome distraction from the mortification of his earlier blunder. Cause the memory of smacking ‘taiyohime’s’  ass still made him cringe.

“I need a break,” he muttered under his breath, hoping to quell the rising frustration. he seriously just wished that he had denied satoru’s request to join them for breakfast, but he didn’t, and now he only has himself to blame for it.

However, his attempt at escape was swiftly thwarted by the absurd spectacle unfolding before him; Taiyohime and Satoru each grabbed a hold of pieces of furniture, their expressions contorted with anger, making Suguru gawk at them.

Taiyohime lifted up the sofa and hurled the sofa at Satoru, but before it could make contact, it was halted by Satoru’s Limitless. Not to be outdone, Satoru seized a chair and flung it at Taiyohime, who deftly dodged it, making it crash on the wall behind her, creating a huge crater. Taiyohime’s jaw clenched as she grabbed a nearby coffee table and threw it on satoru’s direction.

The unmistakable crash of furniture meeting its untimely demise echoed through the house, competing with the splintering of walls and the shattering of delicate decor. Taiyohime and Satoru’s stupid and petty arguments had somehow escalated into a whirlwind of chaos, with each of them flinging anything within arm’s reach at the other, transforming the once-peaceful abode into a war zone of flying projectiles and broken remnants.

This scene, unfortunately, was not a rarity; It always happen a lot. (That’s the reason why they didn’t let taiyohime get near satoru or satoru get near taiyohime)

Yaga, the unfortunate soul responsible for the dormitories’ maintenance, had become well-acquainted with the arduous task of repairing the collateral damage caused by these fucking arguments that had no significance at all.

Seriously, why those two can’t just get along?

Suguru let out a scoff and departed from the scene. He closed his eyes, trying to block out everything and continued walking, seemingly unaware of his surroundings and as he did so, he absentmindedly rubbed the tense muscles on the back of his neck. 

Meanwhile, The warm morning light trickled in through the delicate paper sliding doors, casting a soft, golden glow upon the  dining table. The air carried the rich aroma of freshly brewed sencha and  scents of simmering dashi broth, paired with the gentle sizzle of tamagoyaki.

On the lacquered table, an assortment of meticulously arranged delicacies. The platter had slices of sashimi, Alongside it, a medley of vibrant sushi adorned the table, and many more.

[Name] found herself growing increasingly perplexed by the prolonged absence of Taiyohime and Satoru and she assumed that they were engaged in yet another disagreement, and so, she decided to take matters into her own hands. Carrying the tray she had just prepared, she made her way towards the living room, intending to deliver it to Taiyohime and Satoru. 

Notably, there were other dishes that she had cooked with satoru. Though, the only contribution the latter had is chopping the ingredients, because she doesn’t trust him to cook..

[Name]  held the tray of hot sencha, and as she securely held onto the tray, she became aware of the sounds of shattering and destruction emanating from a distance. A tinge of confusion crossed her face as she tried to comprehend what was happening. In addition to the disturbing noises, faint echoes of shouting filled the air, providing undeniable evidence that an argument was indeed taking place.

The combination of these unsettling sounds caused a slight tightness in her chest and a lump to form in her throat. This feeling was amplified by the fact that she had just engaged in a heated argument with Satoru just after she has woken up before.

The memory of his words still lingered in her mind, and the way she had hurt him haunts her, and even though they had made up already, she still feels guilty for lashing out at him.

He just wanted to help her, and yet she’s so ungrateful.

“You promised me, didn’t you? You promised me that you would stay with me forever, and now you’re breaking it?”

Satoru’s words rang in her ears like a haunting and unpleasant melody.

[Name]’s anxiety levels escalated as she made a conscious effort to push away the pessimistic thoughts lingering in her mind.    

Unaware of her surroundings, she failed to notice the patch of oil on the ground, accidentally spilled by Satoru in his attempt to help her cook. Engrossed in her fast-paced walk, she lost her footing and slipped on the slick surface. 

In a state of panic, she emitted a high-pitched shriek, desperately trying to regain her balance. In the midst of her distress, her eyes widened as they caught sight of a man—Suguru to be specific, leisurely strolling towards her, oblivious to his surroundings, and with his eyes tightly shut.

“Watch out! AHH!” [Name] exclaimed, her voice quivering as she clutched the tray tightly. However, her warning came too late, and she inadvertently crashed with him.

Suguru’s eyes abruptly flew open, and a small, hushed gasp escaped his lips as the unexpected collision jolted him. The force of the impact sent both him and [Name] tumbling down to the ground, eliciting a startled squeak from [Name].

Simultaneously, his back collided with the solid wall behind him, intensifying the unpleasant sensation coursing through his body. The involuntary jerk his body made was a direct response to the searing heat that seemed to infiltrate his skin, resembling the scorching sensation caused by boiling water viciously splashing onto him.

“Shit... that hurts..” The curse left his mouth.

The burning and stinging only grew more pronounced as he inadvertently listened to the shattering of glass fragments upon contact with the hard surface below. Raising his gaze, he felt a slight hitch in his breath and a sharp sting coursing through his body.

His eyes met with the sight of a girl, her [H/c] hair falling on her face and the strands grazing at suguru’s chest as she was on top of him. Their eyes locked, his chocolate brown eyes widening in surprise as her [E/c] colored eyes stared back at him, her lips parted slightly in disbelief.

A mixture of shock and discomfort spread across suguru’s face, for their position was undeniably awkward as the [H/c] haired girl was on top of him. 

The pressure of her knee pressing against his groin sent a jolt of discomfort through him, and he fought to stifle a grunt, feeling his Adam’s apple bob and his throat constrict and in that instant, he instantly recognized this girl.

“[Name]?” her first name slipped from his mouth, his gaze fixed upon her as she appeared to be flustered and in pain.

“Huh? How did you—”

[Name] started to say something but was interrupted by a gasp that escaped her lips as soon as she recognized suguru.

“Geto-san!” she gasped, her eyes widening with recognition and her face turning a vibrant shade of red.

In a state of panic, she stammered with apologies, her voice filled with remorse.    

“ah..‘t's fine,” he responded hoarsely, trying to reassure her as he gave her a strained smile.

Concerned for his well-being, she glanced at him, searching for any signs of injuries. Her heart sank when she noticed a blistered skin on his wrist, presumably caused when she had fallen and spilled hot tea on both of them. Although she herself was in pain, her innate instinct as a people pleaser prevented her from allowing another person to suffer.

“Oh no, your skin... gosh, i’m so sorry!” she uttered, her jaw tightening and her fingers trembling as she looked at him, completely oblivious to their current position.

“I’m really sorry! ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry,”  [Name] chanted like a mantra while clutching Suguru’s wrist tightly, scrutinizing it intently, unintentionally leaning into his body, as he gently brushed her fingertips against his flesh. Suguru’s eyebrows furrowed as he suppressed a shudder creeping down his back.

His throat tightened, and a pulsating vein in his neck revealed his increased heart rate as [Name] unintentionally pressed against him.

He struggled to suppress the groan that threatened to escape his lips, his dilated pupils fixated on her figure as she examined his injuries. His gaze then descended, fixating on the specific spot where her knee made contact with him. The pain of the hot water making contact with his skin was bearable, but what bothered him more was the exact position of her knee. 

As [Name] rambled incoherent apologies, panic evident in her eyes, Suguru observed her carefully. She appeared entirely different from when he had previously encountered her. Dark circles marred her eyes, indicating sleepless nights, and there were visible wounds and injuries on her body. Notably, her hand displayed exposed red flesh, a clear sign of injury. 

Recalling Satoru’s mention of his sister, Suguru connected the dots. It suddenly became clear that [Name] was Gojo’s sister. So that was why she looked a lot like satoru then.

It was quite ironic how he had decided to walk away from the argument between the two Gojo cousins, seeking some peace of mind, and yet he ended up bumping into another gojo, quite literally bumping and getting injured in the process.

Despite experiencing pain from the blistered skin, he decided to keep quiet about it because the pressure of her knee on his groin troubled him greatly. He feared that this continued contact might lead to an unintentional erection, which would further escalate the already awkward and uncomfortable situation—And he definitely doesn’t need an erection right now.

As the seconds ticked by, he could sense his breathing becoming increasingly labored, while she continued to apologize and due to how close she was, he could feel her warm breath brushing against his skin, making him shiver slightly.

“Haaah...Gojo, your knee...” he breathed out throatily, a faint blush tinting his cheeks as he stared at her with a hint of fluster, shifting a bit.

•───癖好───•

EXTRA:

—Taiyohime and Satoru were still arguing

—[Name]’s hands got cut by the glass

—Suguru now has more reasons to be embarrassed

—Suguru still doesn’t know that it’s [Name] who was in the bed that time.

—Taiyohime and Satoru destroyed the whole living room with their petty arguments

—It was in the middle of the night when satoru took [Name] (or more like kidnapped) and brought her to tokyo.

—[Name] has heavenly restriction

—Every one who tasted satoru’s cooking got a stage 4 diarrhea.

—Suguru didn’t slept that night because he was way too busy thinking about what happened.



 



AUTHORS NOTE:

Sheesh, exams are finally finished, and guess what? I fucking failed math<3, but idfc since the periodical test is only 15% of my grades, and yeah, math sucks as hell, all of my periodical tests are either perfect or with a high score, but math ruined it all. Also, this story will get darker when it reaches chapter 10, and as it progresses, it's gonna go insane BWHAHAA, also, I'll do what happened on the conversation between taiyohime and satoru, then what happened in the morning between them and what happened when [Name] woke up. (I still don't know how it went from all tension and anger to a goofy ass chapter) Another long chapter, i guess. Lmao, I just proofread this once and i got a second hand embarrassment 💀💀 also, it's an hc for young! Satoru, that he cannot cook. Also, fuck Making a new clan, I'll go for naoya zenin🔥🔥🔥

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[bonefall]

I love the concept of MoleJay toxic yaoi so much. More weirdass chaotic romantic entanglement between the Bracken Four and The Three! The childhood crush of the teen who died young broke the rules of reality to save. His sister! A priest and a member of the heavenly body he's supposed to worship, except the priest has the power and the both of them keep pissing each other off. I named myself after the time I beat your ass in a fight, but that still means my name invokes our connection every time it is spoken. I tried to bring some meaning to my tragic death and afterlife by assigning myself this role of keeping you in line, and what I am outside of you? Just another tragedy? Better to be the man that stands in your way, better to be seen by you as a warden and source of irritation than just the guy who died of sickness and didn't get to walk out of heaven with you.

I think it's especially cool and funny when taking into account how you said that Moleflight's role as a character is "reflecting StarClan's general consensus and feelings towards Jay," because toxic yaoi really does reflect StarClan as a whole's weird love-hate feelings towards Jay. Like damn, this bitch is intimidating and frustrating and every time I talk to him he pisses me off. But. He is kinda cute tho.

Another aspect that crosses my mind a lot is that, when cats die young, StarClan quickly becomes more real than the brief life they had on the mortal plane. For most angels, death feels like a constant, lucid dream... but "cherubs" like Moleflight who received their full names in death didn't live enough life to differentiate it.

So if you think about it, Jayfeather IS his tie to the mortal plane.

Most cherubs quickly throw themselves into cosmic tasks that adult spirits feel strange about, very disconnected from mortality. Attending the founders, maintaining StarClan itself, lathering and polishing the stars that they may shine brighter. And yet, here is Moleflight, clinging to the life he could have known through being Jayfeather's obsessive guardian angel.

Like he doesn't want to move on. Like he wants to have something to miss.

Or maybe it is a bit of jealousy. Molepaw was the first to die in that outbreak and Poppypaw would have been the last. He watched from beyond the veil as Jaypaw pleaded for his sister to please, please come home. He didn't come for him. And without Poppy here with him, Moleflight was alone.

Inescapable. There is no separating them. Jayfeather's very name invokes Moleflight; and Moleflight has made it his mission to serve as a liasion between the stars and Jayfeather. Life and death divides them, and yet, they've never been apart. We are soulmates because we tangle our teeth and claws in each other's souls and refuse to let go.

#Molejay #Better bones au #BB!Moleflight

[11queensupreme11]

I have an idea of ​​what Percy and Loki's relationship might be/start 💚💀💚

just imagine that Loki is, even in his mythology, considered a cruel and unreliable God, he is certainly not very loved by the other gods, people fear or despise him for his humor and cruel pranks (Thor and Odin don't count)

nothing Interesting has happened for a long time and so he is the first to meet Poseidon's newly created daughter, she is a beautiful, adorable and CHAOTIC little girl

naturally he wants to build a non-consensual friendship with her to enjoy and watch all the confusion and chaos she accidentally causes just by breathing

but during this friendship he falls in love, how could he not when he has an adorable little girl looking at him with such admiration? little Percy laughs at his pranks, she is interested and enjoys hearing about his stories and adventures when was the last time someone looked at him with so much affection?When was the last time someone was so genuinely happy to see him?

We know he is loved by his uncle (Odin) and cousin/brother (Thor) but they are so stoic and serious that I doubt Loki feels fully included in the family dynamic

So when he finds someone he loves as intensely and genuinely as Percy does he can't help but feel drawn like a moth hovering around a flame, a delicate flame that can be snuffed out at any moment, whether by the mortality of aging or by some another threat

he wants to protect her, he wants to keep that fragile butterfly safe trapped between his fingers to protect her tie her to him to prevent her fragile heart from being hurt by the world to prevent her from loving another, avoid her looking away from him

gods love intensely obsessively, he is only worried since she is so naive manipulation, so delicate so weak, any careless touch can stain her tanned skin with purple and black bruises, any touch can tear those small, colorful wings with ease

gods don't love like humans they don't know how to differentiate love and obsession when you live so long the lines of what is good and evil get blurred feeling alone the desire to protect imprison the loved one is normal

The love of the gods tends to end in horrible tragedies sadness, Percy is just a beauty who doesn't know how the world works the horrible things the gods do in the name of love he's just protecting her all he wants in return is her love all he wants in return is her love her tears, moans, sweat, blood and sighs

he can't wait to have her in his arms holding her so tightly that their bodies will merge to the point where no one will be able to know where Percy begins and where Loki ends.

sorry for such a long comment, this ended up turning into a monologue, I just got carried away since I love your fanfic so much 😅🥰😅

this was so beautifully written bro omg 🤩🤩🤩🤩

I WANT TO RESPOND PROPERLY SOOOO BAD, TO TELL YOU IF YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT THEIR DYNAMIC OR NOT, BUT I CAN'T CUZ OF SPOILERS!!!

all i can say is that i absolutely cannot wait until you read more about percy and loki's interactions 🤩

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues #i love everything about it #SO BEAUTIFUL!!! #you should be a darkfic writer

[manu-jpeg]

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sometimes i think abt how in the hyrule historia, in the preface to the timeline it says this:

so it literally says that some Links are actually named Link, and some aren’t, they’re just referred to as that by historians as just a collective name for the heroes.

the sentence, “The Links of certain eras may also have been named after the legendary hero”, while probably just saying that they’re named “Link” after the hero, it makes it sound like the legendary hero from “The Legend of The Goddess Hylia And The Hero” wasn’t necessarily named Link either. or at least that’s how it sounds to me

the second to last sentence also seems to imply not all princesses that are reincarnations of the goddess Hylia are named Zelda.

and i think this is really interesting and cool! but i think it’s weird that the Hyrule Historia has been out since like 2011 and i haven’t seen anyone really talk abt this

so i’m really curious if other ppl have headcanons for the names of the different heroes and princesses, which ones are actually named link and zelda and which aren’t! cause like ik zelda fans just differentiate the Links by giving them titles/nicknames based off their epithet (e.g. hero of time, hero of winds, etc.), occupation, or game title (e.g. Wind for ww Link, Rancher for tp Link, Four for fsa Link), but like what about actual people names? same goes for Zelda, cause for some reason it’s not as popular to give the Zeldas any kind of name/identifier…

ik there won’t be as much of a general fandom-wide consensus on this as much as the nicknames are, but it’s still super interesting to think about!

#manuthoughts.txt #the legend of zelda #tloz #legend of zelda #loz #zelda #tloz link #loz link #hyrule historia

[maaarine]

Rape Cases Seize Italy’s Attention and Expose Cultural Rifts (Gaia Pianigiani, The New York Times, Sep 03 2023)

"Ms. Veltri was referring to the sensation created by another recent case of gang rape in Palermo, which is still under investigation.

This summer, seven young men met a 19-year-old woman at a downtown club.

According to the police, they persuaded the bartender to pour her several drinks, encouraged her to smoke marijuana and then took her to an isolated warehouse, where they raped her, beat her and filmed the abuse.

A frame from security video that appeared in the news media showed them carrying her through the streets, as she could barely walk.

Another shot showed them leaving her on the ground as they headed to a nearby deli.

Italian newspapers published leaked excerpts alleged to be from the men’s WhatsApp messages and conversations.

In one, the night was described as “100 cats on top of a bitch.” In a tapped conversation, one of the rapists reportedly said it was disgusting because it was “too many” on her, but he justified it by saying “flesh is flesh.”

Eventually the names and addresses of those accused in the case became public, and their social media accounts were filled with insults.

But the same was true of the woman’s Instagram account. In an interview in an Italian newspaper, she spoke of having suicidal thoughts. The authorities eventually took her to a shelter.

Hundreds of celebrities as well as regular Italians expressed support for the woman with the hashtag “I am not flesh.” (…)

According to a recent report from the national statistics agency ISTAT, there is still a pervasive view in Italy that women who are abused were somehow at fault, courting the aggression.

That attitude was echoed this week by Andrea Giambruno, an anchorman on a national commercial television channel, who is also Ms. Meloni’s partner and the father of her daughter.

Everyone had a right to enjoy themselves and even get drunk, he said, but if women avoided getting drunk, they might avoid “getting found by the wolf.”

The remark caused an uproar among leftist politicians and activists. Mr. Giambruno, expressing disgust for his critics, defended himself by reminding them that, in the same broadcast, he had called the rapists “beasts” and their acts “abominable.”

Ms. Meloni has not publicly addressed his remarks.

The idea that women’s actions or clothing can trigger violence permeates even the courts in Italy, where sexuality and sexual violence are still not always differentiated.

This year, a court in Florence acquitted two 19-year-olds who were accused of raping an 18-year-old at a party, finding that there had been a “mistaken perception of consensus,” since she had slept with one of them in the past.

The European Court of Human Rights and U.N. authorities have often condemned Italy’s courts for decisions in rape cases that used offensive language: One acquitted the accused and said he had been “passionate,” and another victim was called “uninhibited.”

Such treatment discourages women from coming forward, said Ilaria Boiano, a lawyer for the Differenza Donna women’s association, which runs the national emergency number for women who are victims of violence.

“The latest cases are just the tip of the iceberg, unfortunately,” she said. “Many women don’t even report it.”"

#article #weaker sex #tw rape

[incomprehensiblelentils]

i need recommendations for some lesbian movies. My wife wants to watching something gay, but is tired of gay men's movies

oh gosh I am so sorry I'm just now getting to this - I was out of town the whole weekend and got back yesterday evening, when my brain was melting out my ears from the heat. without further ado!

I have categorized this list into a few sections:

Well-Made/"Good" Movies I Can Vouch For

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019): you have probably heard of this, but in case you haven't, it's a French historical drama about a painter who is commissioned to do a wedding portrait for a reluctant bride-to-be. It's lush, emotional, bittersweet, and breathtakingly shot. Content warnings: mention of a minor character's suicide, brief abortion scene featuring a secondary character, one scene of the leads doing drugs together.

Saving Face (2004): This is a lovely film about a young Chinese surgeon who is juggling her secret relationship with the drama her mother causes. Content warnings: intergenerational trauma.

Carol (2014): Again, you've probably heard of this one - it's another historical drama, this one based on Patricia Highsmith's novel The Price of Salt. A young aspiring photographer is captivated by a mysterious woman named Carol. After Portrait came out I find myself not as enamored of this one (I think Rooney Mara is not very good in it lmao), but it's a lovely film worth a watch. Content warnings: period-typical homophobia, Carol's shitty husband.

The Half of It (2020): From the director of Saving Face, this is a high-school coming of age movie inspired by Cyrano de Bergerac, in which a second-generation Chinese girl ends up volunteering to write love letters to her crush, "from" the jock who is also in love with said crush. Some really beautiful stuff about immigrant Chinese families in here, and I was really touched by the friendship between the two leads. Content warnings: racism, homophobia, bullying, intergenerational trauma.

Professor Marston and the Wonder Women (2017): This is based on the life of William Marston, creator of Wonder Woman, and his partners Elizabeth and Olive. I am given to understand that the relationship between the two women was probably not romantic IRL, but I really love the way the movie treats both the triad and the women as a couple. I also think the BDSM stuff is cute. Content warnings: age gap/power differential romance (two professors and their TA), homophobia including a brief violent attack, brief cancer subplot towards the end of the film.

Summerland (2020): A WWII movie about the bond between a reclusive writer and the young boy she is reluctantly forced to care for due to the London evacuations. I will spoil this for you because it gave me severe anxiety: the lesbians both live to the end, and they get to raise their son together! My main complaint is not enough Gugu Mbatha-Raw. Content warnings: WWII imagery/setting, parent death (offscreen but significant part of the plot), brief child peril.

The Favourite (2018): This is a weird little black comedy about two cousins who are vying to be the favored paramour of Queen Anne in 18th century Britain. It's some fun fucked-up drama. Content warnings: animal abuse/death (toward the end of the film), manipulation, non-consensual drugging.

I Can't Think Straight (2008): I haven't seen this one since college but I remember liking it - it's about two women, one Palestinian and one Indian, who meet and fall in love despite unlikely circumstances. Content warnings: cheating (one character is engaged to a man).

V For Vendetta (2005) - in case you forgot, this has lesbians! Content warnings: torture, attempted sexual assault, hanging, child death, panic attack, homophobia/dead lesbians

Birds of Prey (2020) - Harley Quinn is canonically bisexual! Also I love this movie. Content warnings: cartoonish violence, graphic torture including of a child, child death (implied/heard), implied sexual assault by the villain (of a minor character).

Booksmart (2019): High school comedy about two best friends who decide they're sick of being dweebs and want to go to a cool party before they graduate. I think it's largely delightful and I love the lesbian character's story. However, the subplot with the teacher who has sex with her (19yo) student is BAD and I won't defend it, nor will I judge anyone for wanting to skip based on that. Content warnings: extended non-con drugged sequence (played for laughs/nothing bad happens to them), aforementioned age gap/power differential romance (secondary characters).

But I'm a Cheerleader (1999): Clea Duvall and Natasha Lyonne star in a satire of conversion therapy camps, also featuring young Dante Basco. Personally I think it keeps things light and silly enough not to trigger me with the religious rhetoric. Content warnings: conversion camp setting and corresponding conservative Christian rhetoric, general homophobia, uh, RuPaul is here at one point?

In the Heights (2021): This movie is very much not perfect, chiefly for the colorism in the casting choices. BUT I like that Daniela and Carmen are gay now. Content warnings: racism, prejudice against undocumented individuals, grandparent death.

Movies I Think You Should Watch Maybe - Are They Good? I Couldn't Say!

D.E.B.S. (2004): This is a deeply silly movie about an all-girls' spy school in which the star pupil falls in love with international supercriminal Lucy Diamond, directed by queer icon Angela Robinson and featuring lesbian grandma Holland Taylor as the headmaster. Content warnings: cartoonish (PG-13) gun violence.

Imagine Me & You (2005): This was baby's first f/f movie for me, and so it has a very special place in my heart even though it is Problematic because it's about a lady cheating on her husband with Lena Headey, and also nobody remembered bisexuality exists so they say "lesbian" pretty exclusively and that sucks. Lena Headey and Piper Perabo are so good together though, and I genuinely like everyone in this movie. Content warnings: cheating (one character is married to a man).

Happiest Season (2020): Do not @ me this is MY movie!!! Kristen and Mackenzie are PERFECT. Content warnings: homophobia, manipulative behavior, one weirdly intense interrogation scene with mall cops that frankly should've been cut, mentioned fish death.

A Simple Favor (2018): This movie...it is batshit. If you like trashy drama, you will probably like this movie! Linda Cardellini plays a lesbian artist and I love her so much. Content warnings: manipulation, murder, incest (adult half-siblings not raised together), intense discussion of murder-suicide, gun violence

The Falling (2014): This movie is also batshit and not good, but I need more people to watch it, because I've seen it four times and I have no idea what it's trying to say. It features Maisie Williams and Florence Pugh as British boarding school teens who have an intense "friendship" and then suddenly everyone in the school starts having collective fainting spells. Please, I just need to find the person out there who gets what this movie is doing so they can explain it to me. Content warnings: unexplained medical issues (fainting), seizures, incest (consensual? sex scene), attempted suicide, grief, discussion of sexual assault and trauma therein (secondary character)

A New York Christmas Wedding (2020): This movie is ALSO batshit in a completely different way than the other two, and again, I need someone to explain it to me. It's, uh, sort of It's a Wonderful Life but with a bisexual heroine, and some batshittery along the way? Content warnings: suicide (secondary character), teen pregnancy, weird pro-life vibes, parent death, way too much church, homophobia, Chris Noth

Movies I Haven't Yet Seen Which Have Been Recc'd To Me

Crush (2022)

Pariah (2011)

Ma Rainey's Black Bottom (2020)

Fear Street Trilogy (2021)

The Handmaiden (2016)

#mrdistracted #sometimes I watch movies

[hazbinbossbrainrot]

You know you’re obsessed Hazbin Hotel when…

• You’re not just listening to the soundtrack 24/7 but also you know majority of the lyrics (honestly, for me it’s Loser, Baby)

• You know Angel Dust’s real name is Anthony (you can also differentiate between the two personalities)

• You know without a doubt that both Posion and Addict are SA (sexual assault) related songs

<> Seriously… this a pet peeve for me because other people joke about it with other characters — like Charlie, Lucifer, Alastor and even Husk to name a few — when they haven’t been SA’d.

Not to mention the “Ohhhs” and “ahhhs” of the lyrics were actually the sounds of pain/discomfort of being SA'd

• You realise that the Vees are just as bad as each other (there is no “oh that one is worse than the others”) and the fact that the other two indirectly participate in the ongoing sexual assault; for one Vox has cameras in Angel’ room (as key witness). For another, Velvette has created a love potion — along with Valentino— specifically for date rape purposes

• You noticed that Loser, Baby is basically not only Huskerdust’s love song (if you think about the visual aspects and the meaning behind it) but also the instrumentals played in 1x08

• You know that Angel Dust does actually have a venomous bite ~ which doesn’t kill anyone but makes them exceptionally ill and disoriented

• You know that Poison is basically a reprise of Addict (and you have the urge to tell people that they’re basically the same song and not to separate them)

• You can’t stop thinking about characters and their respective aesthetic (for example: rubber ducks for Lucifer, poker for Husk and the letters XXX for Angel)

• You realise that if Angel Dust hadn’t died in his 30s — in 1947 — he’d be around the same age as Husk (only 12 years younger so really there’s no “age gap” difference)

• You are a Huskerdust fan (subjective) since the pilot episode and absolutely get excited for episode 4+

• When it said “no balls” in Husk list of flaws in Loser, Baby you realise it was metaphorical

<> Which makes sense because in “Dad Beat Dad” he was terrified of Alastor when he had pissed him off

• You know that sinners are the only demons who are situated in the Pride and cannot go to the other rings

• You realise that Husk technically would be in love with Anthony not Angel Dust

• You know that Angel Dust — as a SA victim — it wouldn’t make sense for someone as overly-consensual as Husk to make the first move (so it’d have to be the former)

<> And no it even wouldn’t have mattered if Husk even asked permission if he could kiss him ~ I think he’s the type of guy to be “all in or nothing” if he wanted a partner (poker pun intended 🤭)

• You know that possibly (unless Viv changes things) that Angel was closer to his sister Molly than her was to his older brother and technically was a bully to Arackniss when they were younger

• There are certain words/names trigger you (ie husk, blitz, angel dust, Valentino ~ literally traumatises me now)

#better late then never i guess #it’s funny because it’s true #smallest details #constantly updating #mini theories #hotel hazbin #Spotify #SoundCloud #tw: sa

[sophieinwonderland]

Okay. Let's just deal with this.

There is something that I want to make perfectly, 100% clear. I have an ask box that's up to 90 asks. I'm not the fastest typer. I also am sharing this body with others, and we have a life outside of this blog.

You seem to be under the impression that you're entitled to my time and attention. That because you say something to me, I'm required to respond. This assumption would be mistaken. My existence doesn't revolve around you.

The reason I didn't respond to your earlier post is because continuing to deal with you further felt like a waste of my time.

I would simply be reiterating points I already made in another comment, as Cambrian pointed out.

In that comment, I gave multiple examples of cases where memory gaps outside of ordinary forgetting could be non-impairing, such as in consensual hypnosis or certain willful spiritual possession states. I think that we would both agree that somebody being hypnotized to temporarily forget their name or important details about their life for a few minutes every night isn't going to cause impairment in any relevant area of functioning, even though it technically meets the wording of criterion B of being a gap in memory not caused by "ordinary forgetting."

I also made it clear that this mostly applies to edge cases and won't be applicable most of the time, and that my real issue is applying this to Criterion A and OSDD-1B, since the symptoms of OSDD-1B (where amnesia isn't present*) are practically indistinguishable from those of almost every non-disordered system I know.

Criterion C is integral for clearly differentiating between disordered and non-disordered systems, as well as differentiating between pathological and non-pathological phenomena in disorders that use the criteria in general. And again, has been cited by a DID specialist, who actually would be experienced in diagnosing these disorders, as a differentiating factor.

I'm not interested in wasting more time on this, going around in circles, repeating the same arguments over and over again while nothing new or relevant is brought to the table.

I am not a circus monkey who is going to dance for your entertainment, and you are not owed my time.

*Before anyone says it, since this came up in that thread, what we call "emotional amnesia" isn't actually amnesia. Actual amnesia is forgetting. "Emotional amnesia" is a poorly-coined community term describing a disconnect from memories. I don't mind people using this term so long as they don't make the mistake of confusing it with literal amnesia.

#ask box #syscourse #endogenic #sophiecourse #(because I want this understood by any other anti-endos scrolling through that tag who also feel like they're entitled to my attention)

[greetings-inferiors]

Wait… do people think that spring bonnie is spring bonnie’s actual name?

Isn’t that just used to differentiate regular bonnie and the springlock suit bonnie?

The more I think about it the more I’m thinking it’s plausible, but still, if Fred bear was called Freddy instead, people would call him spring Freddy.

Someone Tell me if this is the consensus or not

#fnaf #five nights at Freddy’s #saw a fnaf game set in fredbear’s family diner #where they call him spring bonnie #it felt weird #text post

[angelsaxis]

Not sure I understand everything in here (ie "new 'new realist'") but the author raises some interesting points about liberals and the anti prison

After declining for three consecutive years, the US prison and jail population increased in 2013. The widely declared victory over mass incarceration was premature at best. Below I raise four areas of particular concern about the state of the anti-prison movement.

(1) A tendency to cozy up to the right wing, as though a superficial overlap in viewpoint meant a unified structural analysis for action.

article under cut:

After declining for three consecutive years, the US prison and jail population increased in 2013. The widely declared victory over mass incarceration was premature at best. Below I raise four areas of particular concern about the state of the anti-prison movement.

(1) A tendency to cozy up to the right wing, as though a superficial overlap in viewpoint meant a unified structural analysis for action.

Nearly 40 years ago, Tony Platt and Paul Takagi (1977) identified as “new realists” the law-and-order intellectuals who purveyed across all media and disciplines the necessity of being hard on the (especially Black) working class. Today’s new “new realists”—the correct name for the “emerging bipartisan consensus”—exude the same stench. However differently calibrated, the mainstream merger depends on shoddy analysis and historical amnesia—most notably the fact that bipartisan consensus built the prison-industrial complex (PIC). The PIC isn’t just the barred building, but the many ways in which un-freedom is enforced and continues to proliferate throughout urban and rural communities: injunction zones and intensive policing, felony jackets and outstanding warrants, as well as school expulsions and job exclusions. Racial justice and economic democracy demand different paths from the one the new “new realists” blazed. Their top-down technocratic tinkering with the system renovates and aggrandizes it for the next generation.

The left-liberal side of the bipartisan consensus co-opts vocabulary and rhetorical flourishes developed for different purposes by organizations engaged in bottom-up, antiracist struggle. Slogans such as “education, not incarceration” willfully obscure the vital distinctions between the new “new realists” and the grassroots organizations whose work they distort. Unfortunately, many who point out the cynical appropriation of tactical principles or highlight underlying strategic differences find themselves accused of obstructionism or worse.

Even before the eponymous book appeared, grassroots organizations knew that “the revolution will not be funded” (Incite 2007). That said, organizations rightly decided to take available money and run in order to popularize constructively radical remedies for fundamental social problems. Not surprisingly, the very few sources that once funded innovative work have abandoned it and they now wrap system-reinforcing work in phrases lifted from the thought and creativity of left and abolition grassroots struggle. Indeed, foundations cut loose the very organizations that came together in the 1998 Critical Resistance conference and consolidated the contemporary anti-prison movement. As a consequence, understanding and energy have taken a detour into reform for a few, while there is no change for the many.

Why the withdrawal of resources? From the perspective of the deep-pocket new “new realists,” the organizations that built the movement over the past two decades are profoundly unrealistic: their politics are too radical, their grassroots constituents too unprofessional or too uneducated or too young or too formerly incarcerated, and their goals are too opposed to the status quo.

What is the status quo? Put simply, capitalism requires inequality and racism enshrines it. Thus, criminalization and mass incarceration are class war, as Platt and Takagi explained in 1977. Therefore, the struggle against group-differentiated vulnerability to premature death is waged in every milieu—environmental degradation, public-goods withdrawal, attacks on wages and unions, divide-and-conquer tactics among precarious workers, war, etc. Police killings are the most dramatic events in a contemporary landscape thick with preventable, premature deaths.

Although it has become mildly mainstream to decry outrages against poor people of color, the new “new realists” achieve their dominance by defining the problem as narrowly as possible in order to produce solutions that on closer examination will change little.

(2) A tendency to aim substantial rhetorical and organizational resources at the tiny role of private prison firms in the prison-industrial complex, while minimizing the fact that 92 percent of the vast money-sloshing public system is central to how capitalism’s racial inequality works.

The long-standing campaign against private prisons is based on the fictitious claim that revenues raked in from outsourced contracts explain the origin and growth of mass incarceration. In any encounter about mass incarceration, live or on the Internet, print or video, sooner rather than later somebody will insist that to end racism in criminal justice the first step is to challenge the use of private prisons.

Let us look at the numbers. Private prisons hold about 8 percent of the prison population and a barely measurable number (5 percent) of those in jails. Overall, about 5 percent of the people locked up are doing time in private prisons. What kind of future will prison divestment campaigns produce if they pay no attention to the money that flows through and is extracted from the public prisons and jails, where 95 percent of inmates are held? Jurisdiction by jurisdiction, we can see that contracts come and go, without a corresponding change in the number or the demographic identity of people in custody. In addition, many contracts are not even held by private firms, but by rather municipalities to whom custody has been delegated by state corrections departments.

(3) A tendency to pretend that systematic criminalization will rust and crumble if some of those caught in its iron grip are extricated under the aegis of relative innocence.

One of the most troubling moves by the new “new realists” is to insist on foregrounding the relatively innocent: the third-striker in for stealing pizza or people in prison on drug possession convictions. The danger of this approach should be clear: by campaigning for the relatively innocent, advocates reinforce the assumption that others are relatively or absolutely guilty and do not deserve political or policy intervention. For example, most campaigns to decrease sentences for nonviolent convictions simultaneously decrease pressure to revise—indeed often explicitly promise never to change—sentences for serious, violent, or sexual felonies. Such advocacy adds to the legitimation of mass incarceration and ignores how police and district attorneys produce serious or violent felony charges, indictments, and convictions. It helps to obscure the fact that categories such as “serious” or “violent” felonies are not natural or self-evident, and more important, that their use is part of a racial apparatus for determining “dangerousness.”

For example, campaigners for California’s Proposition 47 placed a widely touted “bipartisan” op-ed in the Los Angeles Times, coauthored by Newt Gingrich and B. Wayne Hughes Jr., in which the authors argued that “California has been overusing incarceration. Prisons are for people we are afraid of, but we have been filling them with many folks we are just mad at.”

Note the use of the word “afraid.” The new “new realists,” with their top-down reforms, are trying to determine who constitutes “we”; worse, they also reinforce a criminal justice system, ideology, and image bank that justified Darren Wilson’s grand jury testimony—just as it justified Bernard Goetz’s actions three decades ago. #BlackLivesMatter is an absolute statement, watered down to #sometimes by the opportunistic relativism of the new “new realists.”

(4) A tendency to virulently oppose critique from the Left, as though the work of thinking hard about how and what we do interferes with the work of reform.

Opportunists beguile audiences and divert attention and resources from people and organizations that have been fighting for decades to change the foundations on which mass incarceration has been built: structural racism, structural poverty, and capitalism devouring the planet. And they succeed in part because it has become unhip to subject the decisions, rhetoric, and goals of reform campaigns to any kind of thoughtful scrutiny. At stake is not only how we fight to win, but also how prepared we are for victories. Prepare to win means be ready for the morning after. If, for example, Proposition 47 actually releases savings that can be spent by school districts, who can ensure that the money goes to real educational programs, and not to school cops, school discipline, and school exclusion programs?

Fight to win.

References Platt, Tony and Paul Takagi. 1977. “Intellectuals for Law and Order: A Critique of the New ‘Realists.’” Crime and Social Justice 8: 1–16. Reprinted in Social Justice 40(1–2): 192–215. Incite, eds. 2007. The Revolution Will Not Be Funded. Cambridge, MA: South End Press.

* Ruth Wilson Gilmore is Director of the Center for Place, Culture, and Politics, and Professor of Earth and Environmental Sciences at the Graduate Center, CUNY. She is a cofounder of many social justice organizations, including California Prison Moratorium Project, Critical Resistance, and the Central California Environmental Justice Network.

#angel posts #angel reads #prison abolition #i thought i recognized the name from somewhere #then i remebered she wrote golden gulag #a book I almost read for my thesis AKSJDHFLAKJSDF

[crowties]

dumb q soz. why does the red seele get called Veilonia? all the stuff i can find just has her being called Seele by Bronya n the blue Seele

ooh you’ve done it… you’ve unleashed the veliona nerd in me… prepare… for seele trivia!!!!

so to clarify: veliona is not “seele”’s canon name. she’s only called that by english speakers (mainly the western fandom of hi3) to differentiate her from seele in discussions out of the game. (fun fact, the chinese fandom calls veliona 黑希儿 (dark seele) and seele 白希儿 (light seele). isnt that cute?)

veliona’s actual name is “seele,” or just seele, depending on the context and who’s speaking to her. but in any case, that’s her name, since while she’s a different side of seele, she still is, well, seele.

anyway, to answer your question, veliona’s name was coined because a multitude of blurry mistranslations, the main ones being descriptions for swallowtail phantasm and stygian nymph.

the first appearance of this name was in one of SP’s skill names: “veliona’s torrent,” which refers to her burst, which also happens to be when seele allows “seele” to take over in battle, as seen in the prominent red slashes she leaves behind in her burst mode.

the second occurence is what inspired the name’s popular use. in SN’s tutorial video, seele’s light/dark forms are respectively referred to as saule/veliona, but only in english. the chinese (and original version) only refer to these forms as 黑/白希儿 (dark/light seele). this was before the theatre of domination arc, which debunked the “veliona is the name of seele’s alter ego” consensus. so with this context in mind, you can imagine why people started to call “seele” “veliona.”

but it’s not like it’s a bad thing or anything; it’s actually pretty fitting, considering that the name veliona comes from the lithuanian goddess of death. seele and her herrscher of death stigmata, along with her heavy butterfly motifs (which in chinese culture are a symbol of death, the deceased, rebirth and reincarnation) all fit this theme. all this, plus the fact that it’s much easier to tell the difference between which seele everyone’s talking about in discussions.

so tldr “seele” is the canon name for veliona, “veliona” came from a few mistranslations, but was adopted by the fandom, plus it happened to fit her theme. yes, technically the ToD arc confirmed her name but it’s too late now, besides, it’s pretty endearing. also helps in tagging fics on ao3.

#i think its nice actually #and its cute how everyone sort of agreed on the name as well #had fun with this ask cause it the perfect excuse to unleash all the info i have about symbolism chinese culture and most importantly seele #hi3 #seele vollerei #veliona vollerei #asks

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#5

Just out of curiosity I decided to check the possible ship names that are floating around for La’gaan/Coral/Rodunn, and it’s resulted in:

Lacoro

Lacordunn

Polyamorsea

Trident

Ngl, I lean toward either Lacoro or Polyamorsea-- both because they each put all three on equal standing (Lacoro has the first two letters of each of their names and Polyamorsea doesn’t foreground any of the three of them ahead of the other two) and because they’re easily searchable and unlikely to be buried (unlike Trident).

Idk, I guess I’m just throwing this out there to see if we can reach any sort of fandom consensus over what their ship should be called.

62 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#4

Thought:

Now that La’gaan’s Aquaman that brings up the question of if he’d change his outfit at all.

HOWEVER

I RAISE YOU

La’gaan not changing anything about his outfit other than adding a clip-on Aquaman emblem to the waistline of his shorts because he gives no shits.

68 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

#3

Everyone who talked shit about La’gaan since 2016 owes me $50.

I freaking called it on the fact that

He’s queer.

He’s somewhere under the bi umbrella.

He’s great with kids.

He’s got a lot of love to give.

He’s a good character with a lot of complexity and depth to him.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnddd by the way--

His name is La’gaan. L A ‘ G A A N.

(If you tag his name as anything else it’s not going to show up where it should.)

Oh, and uh, final note?

MY FISHY SON IS MF AQUAMAN BITCHES!!!!

84 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

#2

“La’gaan’s improving.”

“La’gaan’s getting better.”

“Maybe now La’gaan will apologize.”

“La’gaan’s getting a redemption arc.”

LA’GAAN NEVER HAD ANYTHING TO APOLOGIZE FOR. HE NEVER HAD ANYTHING HE NEEDED TO BE REDEEMED FROM. FFS.

170 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay, I’ve been meaning to do this for a while but kept getting derailed. Thankfully I’m fully caught up on Rise (though it took me forever) and I was able to mostly sort out the in-universe order for the episodes.

Because fun fact-- something I noticed way back in season 1-- is that the episodes weren’t released in in-universe order. This was true on cable, this has held true on netflix and hbo-max paramount+ (I goofed, oops), and while [turtlepedia] does have them listed in tv broadcast order and has the episode production codes listed, neither of those entirely match up with the various in-episode context clues for what order things happen in.

And believe me, some of those context clues, those in-episode “signposts” are subtle enough to be blink-and-you’ll-miss-it details (like the fact that the background video for Donnie and Mikey in Hypno! Part Deux! implies that it’s happening at the same time as Repomantis). Needless to say it’s taken a lot of work and a lot of paying attention. And thankfully season 2 wasn’t as all over the place (mainly due to more of the episodes not having any distinct signposts beyond things that made it obvious they took place after season 1).

(I’ve done my best to get it as nailed down as possible. Episodes that occur at the same time are listed on the same bulletpoint in recommended watching order.)

So good news if you’re like me and you’d like to watch the episodes in in-universe order, because this is that list!

Without further ado, I give you:

The In-Universe Rise Episode Timeline

Season 1:

Mystic Mayhem

Origami Tsunami

Donnie’s Gifts

Smart Lair

War And Pizza

Newsworthy

Repomantis & Hypno! Part Deux!

Down With The Sickness (Due to not really having any more than one possible signpost, this one could take place either before or after the previous point or The Purple Jacket. I don’t think it’s any later than that, but it’s debatable.)

The Purple Jacket

Minotaur Maze

The Longest Fight

The Fast And The Furriest

Stuck On You

Hot Soup: The Game

Mascot Melee

The Gumbus

Shell In A Cell

Pizza Pit

Bug Busters

Mrs. Cuddles (Like Down With The Sickness this one has very few signposts, only two that I spotted and one of those is debatable, but it does take place sometime after The Fast And The Furriest.)

Al Be Back

The Evil League of Mutants

See the full post

457 notes - Posted August 28, 2022

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Safewords & The Murky Messy Nuances of BDSM - Ep 194

In episode 194 of American Sex Podcast, Sunny Megatron continues her deep dive into the murky, messy, nuances of kink. She examines some of the most popular kink “rules” pertaining to consent & safewords and the grey areas that cause community friction:

“Never renegotiate during a scene”

“When there’s a problem someone will use their safeword”

“Never do heavy impact without a warm-up”

“Safewords can be abused”

“Safewords are for sex and BDSM”

This episode will help you diversify what’s in your consent toolbox, assess risks in intimate situations, evaluate exceptions to BDSM rules, differentiate personal preferences from useful & inclusive best practices, and more.

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Predictions

I suspect that when Werewolf: the Apocalypse, V5 comes out, they’ll either A.) retcon out the Native American Garou tribes and fera, or

B.) do a better job of differentiating ‘cultural appropriation’ from, ‘cultural adoption,’ in meta.

these are just some tabletop roleplay game thoughts. Feel free to ignore them. They are also my opinions, not the objective truth, so coming into my post to scream, “You’re wrong! EDUCATE yourself and agree with my opinion!” is worthless.

One could say that because the were-creatures are technically just  a spiritual sub-culture of wherever they set up shop, with individuals born as an extension of that magical culture, all the tribes of European Garou are just “appropriations” of existing human cultures, tribes and identities from which they derive their myths, traditions, beliefs and identity from, as well. Because were-creatures in W:tA are not, exactly, human.

In Werewolf: the Apocalypse, were-creatures are living, breathing cultural concepts that are themselves shaped as a tribe by how mankind relates to these beings and the history or assumed/presumed history and how the reality works. Werewolves in Ireland were more benevolent than werewolves in France, because living werewolves related to the people of the time and space differently, and that just became the consensus of the mortals perspective of them. Therefore, Celtic werewolves became more positively disposed to humans, while humans and then summarily the Garou were less friendly and more hostile across France and Germany.

They are sub-cultures and closet, hereditary family cultures that move among the existant human populations, living apart, beneath and out of the notice of mundane human beings. You’d never know a family of spirit-world entering, neopagan primitivists were living next door, but they do. They have their own parties, big family and tribe get-togethers and more.

And knowing how distance and human culture shapes the culture of the were-creatures, how can one possibly imagine when the were-wolves travel to North America, reproduce with the locals, join their societies generationally, subtly help shape their beliefs and are then thus shaped by them over dozens of generations and thousands of years, how can one even approach the subject of calling a Native American werewolf tribe, “cultural appropriation?”

In-universe and meta, it is literally not. No more than werewolves becoming a tribe in Ireland based on being Celtic. They just move to a new place, their tribe’s identity bubbles to the surface from the cauldron of human experience, they gain distinctness vs. other tribes and people, and then you have a regional and spiritually recognized distinct tribe.

This is how W:tA has always depicted its Native American tribes. It’s just unfortunate that sensitivities have been made such that terms and uses of Skinwalker and Wendigo cause bristling. Because that is unfortunately a thing. Of the three big Garou tribes in North America, Wendigo is the name and patron totem of one of them.

The Uktena tribe are also named for a Native American creature.

There was a middle brother of the three, but Croatan as a tribe effectively sacrificed themselves to seal away an absolutely uproariously powerful wyrm-spirit.. or, demon. The entire tribe that had the patron of World Turtle is gone, leaving only Uktena and Wendigo to protect North America.

So.. How does one resolve this? The very community that World of Darkness is trying to attract absolutely abhor instances of “white people”.. “appropriating” culture that is not theirs, but the entire basis of World of Darkness in the 90s was adopting the metaphysical and mythological diversity of eveything from Abrahamic faiths to all forms of neo-paganism and folk magic and validating they were all somehow true or misunderstandings of the truth.

If they tried to get Native Americans to write their own representations in the two remaining North American tribes, would they even still allow white people to roleplay or even observe making characters derived from these cultures? Would they effectively rename them and retcon them? I don’t know.

I suspect the way forwards they’ll at least try is to involve more Native writers and hire more culture counselors (jesus christ ‘diversity consultants’ do not cut it. overpaid pompous nonsense) to try and make the Native American derived tribes done in as hands-off a way as possible. Perhaps with more written distinctions between Native American culture and religion and Garou beliefs and a bigger cultural line between the lives, just so the Garou of North America aren’t using words like manitou.

But even then that doesn’t really work. If you take away the Native American cultural grounding for these tribes, you eliminate their aesthetic, flavor and history, and compromise the idea were-creature culture is sub-culture of human populations and culture itself.

There is no real way forwards with the Native American tribes written into the setting without some sort of rubber stamp validation counsel that approves of the way in which the Native American tribes are written or the use of their cultural and mythological terms. And even then, people will still complain because a “white gaming company” (not a Native owned company) is “profitting off Native labor and culture” at all.

So I guess it really depends on how heavy handed they get with wagging a finger at the 90s sensibilities. I’m hoping that they aren’t mean spirited about it, but I know more than a little Wokeness and that culture permeates WoD’s writing team.

But, credit where credit is due. “Gypsies” in WoD were always a painful, cringeworthy thing, and the Ravnos as a vampire clan were always just.... ugh. 20th Anniversary Edition and V5 have changed some things to where it’s less uncomfortable to play around them. How the company has handled its iconic clan pasts and established the meta and crunch of their story and mechanics has been a wonderful salvaging of something that honestly could’ve just been left a pile of ash after the Week of Nightmares, when the Ravnos clan went canonically insane.

The best possible scenario I can imagine for re-incorporating Native American tribes is, perhaps, some hard retconning that just establish, “We’re playing this as if this has always been true,” and rename the Wendigo. Probably Sasquatch, as that is canonically the tribe’s name and patron totem from before they became known as the Wendigo.

And, potentially, they may introduce a few more Garou tribes of North America. I could see a few different Native Nation people contributing ideas for more. Whether they be written in as flavor as extinct tribes, or not.

It does make sense that there’d be more activity of the Garou Nation across Europe, since canonically, it was a distinctly European culture that traveled out from Europe. Even the Native American were-wolf tribes only exist because Garou of Eurasian extraction traveled there through the spirit world and across the sea, and adapted with the locals to make their own subcultures.

So even despite North America’s landmass, only having enough time for three mighty werewolf tribes to dominate could make sense, just fine.

But there’s always room to add more, if the people approving of the depictions and adoptions of Native American tribes and culture give the say-so.

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