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genevawren38 · 2 months

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Okay, I need to just say things about FitMC'S lore today cause my brain is whirling so this might not make complete sense.

First off; starting off with these two. I am assuming Madagio is hinting that he has let his guard down since forming relationships with people.

I am wondering what Madagio is insinuating with the whole showing Fit his friend's corpses than asking him if he is ready to do whatever is necessary.

I hate to manifest is but is he suggesting if the Federation is to fall he has to go through all his friends first?

As in kill them?

Is that truly worth it? Is Madagio using Fit for his own gain with destroying the Federation or is he forcing the Anarchist to do what he failed?

Earlier in the stream it was mentioned there was another island with cats [sounded like our Quesadilla Island's eggs] and I am wondering if something happened and Madagio merged with his cat friend leaving him powerless in a lot of senses. As a Federation Experiment is he like a code? Unable to fully rebel against those in charge but can manipulate those under him.

I just keep coming back to him showing the corpses and mentioning attachments, like is Madagio's intention to force him to kill Ramon? That's what fucking scares me. Especially after the cryptic message at the beginning of stream to the other parents online.

That is not FitMC at the wheel, at least not without influencing. He is one of the most protective parents of any and all eggs that come into his life.

He's only ever made these unhinged comments while he mentions being sleepy. I also wonder how much Madagio is going to mess with his mind *more* while left alone for two weeks.

In any case, absolute cinema, I have many more thoughts but I had to rant these out now. Please let me know if you have any more theories in the tags and replies, we have two weeks to connect the dots haha.

I could absolutely be wrong but the connections are lining up and I don't like the fact they are.

#qsmp #wrenrambles #qsmp fitmc #fitmc lore #fitmc of 2b2t #qsmp lore #dude i still have so many theories #but I had to at least get these out now #I'm scared I am manifesting things by saying this

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quensty · 5 months

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hello all. as u can see ur assassins failed to kill me last night so i'm back to clogging ur dash w a tag game.

i was tagged by @moondal514 (hi bestie <3) to answer 20 questions tailored for fic writers. moondal my love u will regret giving me this opportunity <3

🪿 how many works do you have on ao3?

36! i've been existing in the mid-30-ish range for a good while now. it's starting to piss me off. i post things and then get scared they suck and delete and the cycle repeats.

🪿 what's your total ao3 word count?

153,155 *pops champagne*

🪿 what fandoms do u write for?

am i supposed to list all of them? i'm not doing that 😑🤚 if ur interested ya'll can check out the list here

🪿 what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

men abort mission is definitely my most popular fic (10,856 kudos, it's deeply embarrassing). then it's your crown of thorns holds roses (5,153 kudos, slightly less embarrassing); right hand on his rifle (522 kudos, still embarrassing but at least it's much better writing); kiss me like a snapped guitar string (480 kudos); and love, war, and other exit wounds (468 kudos, which is fucking news to me. i had no idea the kudos had climbed that high)

🪿 do you respond to comments? why or why not?

i do! i like it :D i like ppl to see that i saw their comment and appreciated it. i also do it cos, like, fandom is entirely abt fan-to-fan interaction. fanfic is no different. the point is that i want to engage w other fans and TALK abt stuff. i think it's fun! i've met a lot of friends this way.

🪿 what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

100% would be altschmerz. i don't fix anything in that fic. in fact i probably make everything worse. logan still dies and he never has a proper relationship w laura and the world still sucks. and i sprinkle in some complicated relationships with latinidad while i'm at it. but i love it <3

🪿 what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

this is a difficult thing to judge cos most of my fics have happy or at least hopeful endings, but i think the fic that has the most rewarding happy ending is keep on keeping on, dean winchester. the first couple of chapters are meant to be absolute hell. but i offset that by ending the story with everyone happy and alive and together :)

🪿 do you get hate on fics?

no i am perfect <3

🪿 do you write smut? if so, what kind?

throughout all my time in fandom the answer to this has been no. but then i did this thing where i watched iwtv 2022, and my whole world shifted on its axis. so YES, i do, in fact, now write smut. occasionally. i have no idea how to respond to "what kind." it is gay sex.

🪿 do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

ok when i first answered this question i said lifeboat, a sense8 aftg fic in 2 (if u've read it ur eligible for financial compensation), but i change my mind. most unhinged thing i've ever written is 100% between the desire and the spasm, which, i kid you not, is an all the president's men fusion, which, in case u don't know, is a movie abt watergate. WATERGATE.

🪿 have you ever had a fic stolen?

i feel like the answer is yes, but this was in my quotev days, and that site was exactly what republicans imagine anarchists want for society: complete havoc. anyway! my point is that i think i did have a case of someone copying my work almost word for word during that era, but i was 13 and it was like 250 words worth of writing so i was like whatever.

🪿 have you ever had a fic translated?

YES, i'm very happy to say! many very kind people have translated my work. i'll list them below cos they always do a fantastic job and i'm always hoping they get more recognition for their hard work:

@ghostofair wrote a spanish translation of men abort mission!

@sadluna wrote a russian translation of men abort mission!

@bloodymelonteamua wrote a a ukrainian translation of men abort mission!

@kais_room has very kindly written a russian translation of your crown of thorns holds roses!

🪿 have you ever co-written a fic before!

yes! i actually co-wrote right hand on his rifle with my bff liv (@cabeswater). she gave me a lot of ideas while i was crafting it, so it's really just as much hers as it is mine. i'm very happy w it! i would love to write smthn properly w them someday bc they're a phenomenally good writer

🪿 what's your all-time favorite ship?

this is an evil question wtf. i don't know! amara/me.

🪿 what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

my sense8 au LMAO. i try so hard every few months to get back into the groove of it but it's a doomed enterprise i think. at this point i would have to rewrite it completely, but i don't have the same passion for it that i once did. sigh

🪿 what are your writing strengths?

i don't know. should i know that? maybe dialogue. i can't say whether i excel at it but i can say with certainty that i enjoy it

🪿 what are your writing weaknesses?

i always get impatient near the end of a long project and end up rushing the ending, which is such a shame cos i'm so talented :(

🪿 thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

in huge favor of it! i love doing that. i tend to do it when i write characters that speak spanish, and when it's done well by other writers? UGH. it makes me want to eat my phone

🪿 first fandom you wrote for?

pjo on quotev writing reader inserts ✌️ that is not a joke i'm dead serious rn

🪿 favorite fic you've written?

FUCK OFF. the real answer to this question is a fic i deleted. i loved it so much i deleted it off my ao3 so i could rework it into an original piece and turn it in for my fiction class this semester LOL. trust me though this piece was already, like, 90% my own writing and less "based" on the source material rather than it was "inspired" by it. if u compare me to those writers who made their harry styles fanfiction into published novels i will fight u. if i have to pick a fic that's still up, i think i'd pick either keep on keeping on, dean winchester or a ghost is a memory

i'm tagging @keepoffthetardis, @enterprisery, @weather-mood, and anyone else who wants to do this! if any of u actually read thru this whole thing i'm so sorry

#i should not have done this. i have 20 pages of a paper to write #TONIGHT.#quen writes #mentioned

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spacepiratenemo · 11 months

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Jackpot Space Pirate Crew - Venaros Zekka 舌禍

#charactersheet Venaros D. Zekka 🔥

Venaros comes from Latin “Venator” meaning “Hunter”. Since Zekka is a #onepieceoc the meaning of D is classified! 舌禍 Zekka = Careless Remark/Slip of Tongue// Also refers to Zekka from the GUNNM Universe. His alias is “the Starhunter” as he is a most legendary pirate in outer space, famous for his strength, bravery and recklessness.

😈 He is a committed anarchist, there is no god beside yourself, you yourself make the rules, do whatever, you only live once - so have some goddamn fun! Despite being a hero to many, he also is a menace to some. A hero that swears too much, uses slurs and slang, has a questionable morale and couldn’t be more celebrated for the most insanely impossible accomplishments.

🌠There are true stories and lies about this legendary alpha lunarian. He ventured to the Blue World, which is true. He met Gol D. Roger, which also is true. He allegedly beat the Pirateking in a fist fight, which is a total lie. Both got way too drunk to fight anything! A loss he openly admits is his loss against Whitebeard, a man Zekka deeply respected. Otherwise, Zekka also was responsible for the annihilation of the Tyranid-Swarmfleet, the destruction of the Ivstvaan-Plague, the end of the rule of Tau’vis, the conquering of the asteroid-belt and the creatotion of 223 craters on the surface of the moon.

☠ Zekka is loud, fiery, has a loose tongue and an even more loose temper. He is unhinged, full of joy, a completely gone mad nuthead. He is a loving adoptive father to his “children” in the Crew, a bad idol, but an idol with wonderful lessons to teach regardless. He is the hero that teaches you to fight, to do no harm but take no shit, to always bring a towel. The man was known to be too cool for this universe, and for some reason, this fact was true - A proletarian legend from the moon. A winged warrior who earned his bragging rights!

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DMX is Zekka's official voice claim 🪐

Weapon: His fists! "Feel the strongest fist in the f*cking universe!"

Fighting-Style: Typical Ruffian

Music: Thrash-Metal as well as Hip-Hop/Rap

Favourite Insult: "Fraggin' Space-Fergis!"

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Optimist or pessimist? Stupendously Optimistic

Introvert or extrovert? Over the top Uber-Extrovert

Daredevil or cautious? The biggest of all Daredevils across the multiverse XD

Logical or emotional? Too emotional, explosive temper, approach with caution. Bring beer! "I punch yo face, bisch!"

Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Messy AF

Prefers working or relaxing? Relaxing-Chillaxing, F*ck Work, F*ck Capitalism. Too cool for ya'll, m*therf*ckers!

Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Overly confident and way too much "I'm da best!" #proletarian #attitude-issues #hoe

Animal lover? Doesn't really care about animals. "He IS da hunter! M*therf*cker!"

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// This YT Vid be Zek's personality in a nutshell XDDD

The Alpha-Class // King-Class Lunarian: As we know from the Kaido-Ark (One Piece, latest Ark including the reveal of the Lunarians and King) Lunarians are like gods. They are huge, have black wings, darker skin shades, white hair and are known to be incredibly tough. This also is the case for Zekka. He can easily fight with people like Whitebeard on an even level. Those wings are so strong, that he can fly to space, breaking through the atmosphere with ease. Those flames are known to be incredibly hot and there doesn't seem to be any sort of weakness. However, as we have seen in the fight of King and Zoro, there is a trick and a little know-how on how to beat such a god-like Lunarian. Zoro did it and this Author is sure that others could do it too! It's just a matter of knowing how to hit them and how to break them. A difficult task! Lunarians are the only ones who can survive on the moon without any form of "device". These devices we have seen in the Enel Cover Story of One Piece. There are clock-like items on the Space Pirates Oda drew and a theory reckons that these devices are needed for humans to live on the moon. My personal theory would be, that these devices regenerate some sort of bubble-shield which allows humans to breathe and bear the insane temperatures and living without an atmosphere. Lunarians however, no matter which class, can survive without these tools. As we know from the Kaido Ark, Lunarians are insanely tough. For my story I used this newly won information. Lunarians do not have to breathe at all times and taking a breather from an oxygen-station is optional, granting them a boost as if they were having a cup of coffee. They do not burn, are fireproof, the vacuum of space doesn't harm them and if you're lucky to be an A- or B-Class Lunarian, you won't ever freeze either, as you can generate your own fire.

"A man standing as tall as a house, a stance radiating confidence and power alike, a grin forbearing to f*ck you up! That's when your face ends up on his fist, you'll be thrown into the orbit of the next planet and god knows where you could end up !?!

The Big Boss of the Jackpots was the bully other bullies feared. Those unwanted and lost found a home in his camp, some joined his famous crew and later these nutheads turned into the most badass people the moon had to offer. Those with no future, created a new one among this mountain of a man. He was a hero children looked up to. A legend who sacrificed his own life to save his children...".

When Zekka saw Nemo and Alliqui on the streets of the slums near Fairy Vearth, he wondered why those kiddos were all on their own and looked even more miserable than the moon-rats stealing trash from the bins. The boy recognised Zeks however, excitededly shouting: "It's you! It's really you! You're the Starhunter! Maaaan. Can you sign this paper for me, please?!".

This little boy of the age of 8 years would later become the first mate of the Jackpot Space Pirate Crew, whereas his little sister, Nemo, will become the best Mecha in existence.

These unwanted children would become the reason why the Jackpots grew to even more success. Truly, Zekka is and was the biggest influence in Nemo's and Alliqui's life.

"Thank you for saving us! We wouldn't have survived without you, Capt'n!".

- Zekka also ventured the Blue World when he was younger. He met the famous Pirate King, but eventually he dubbed that man a "lame idiot" after Gol D. Roger allegedly lost a drunken fist fight with the Jackpot-Boss. If this story is actually true and Zekka had his ass kicked or not is entirely debatable and questionable. However, his crew believes every story he tells!

He met Whitebeard as well and according to the Emperor of the Seas this encounter was the funniest and most enjoyable fist fight he ever had!

"Zekka? Then - You are his daughter, aren't you? Tell me, how has he been? I miss that old jerk! He was a good man and thanks to him I had some of the most hilarious times! I hope he is well..." - Whitebeard, as he found out that Nemo is one of the children Zekka adopted, after he recognised the Jolly Roger of his Crew on the side of her broken down spaceship.

"If you could be anything, anywhere at any time - then make the best out of the few specks of time you'll get!" - Capt'n Zekka Starhunter

"Turn up the bass-booster, you little space-rats! It's time for a party loud and wild enough for the universe to hear us! Let them hear our voices! Our drums! Let them hear our laughter and let them feel the spit in their faces! Rock it! Jackpots! Tonight, we share all the joy we've raided!" - Zekka Starhunter, 48 hours before the catasthrophe of the moon happened.

We shall live forever or die trying! - Jackpot Life Rule

#original character #one piece #one piece oc #my art #original fiction #fanfiction #space pirates #one piece oc art #clip studio paint #space art #space fiction #pirate oc #own character #my ocs my beloved #Youtube

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naerwenia · 8 months

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So, our Star Wars campaign's 9th season ended with a bang (seasons are about 10-12 sessions/episodes and there's some themes weaved through it); Mustafar is in pieces as two Star Destroyers crashed there (not directly caused by our group but by the Rakata we fought), our jedis made their own lightsabers (boring swords, even when I gave them so many good suggestions like whips and lances and fans), our organization now has (almost) completed our ship and completed our first mission successfully. We have failed spectacularly, we have succeeded in what matters the most, and it has been fun!

My character, Eshka Kith'lya, of the bothan clan Alya, has been disowned by her family and clan, and her lovers have died, the Hutt she was basically raised by (her parents gave her away for political favours) wants her dead, but she learned Teräskäsi (Iron Hand, a martial art) by completing a mission given to her by a holocron and is a celebrity known for her role in organizing humanitarian aid and as an excellent doctor. She has a bounty on her head, has insulted the former separatist emperor and many other leading powers, and the latest victim of her words was the Rakata we fought.

Some fun things related to the Fantasy Flight Games system we use: there's both wounds and strain, physical and mental durability, and most monsters have defenses or soak to ignore some of the incoming damage that would target wounds. However, most don't have anything against strain damage, and doctors, if making damage, can use a ability to convert Wounds damage to Strain and add the ranks in Medicine and Intelligence to it. So in the end, Eshka punched a Darkghast down with just shock gloves.

While it may seems like Eshka is a menace to society and an absolutely unhinged individual, she has method to her madness. She is an anarchist, wanting communities to govern themselves and does not trust the New Republic, and insulting the politicians is a good way to get them be honest with her about their true goals (again, system gives the ability learn characters true goals, strenghts, and weaknesses, which Eshka is more than willing to use against them). I love playing her, she has grown so much during the years while I have gained confidence too. It's easier to play now, and like Eshka, I have friends now backing my off the wall ideas <3

#eshka kithlya #rpg character #rpg stuff #star wars roleplay #star wars rpg

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stridingseer · 11 months

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ELI YOU CANT JUST SAY YOU HAVE A PJO OC AND EXPECT ME TO NOT DEMAND MORE TIDBITS, SPILL pretty plssss

TECHNICALLY TECHNICALLY they weren't planned to be PJO OCs but I want Luke to have (2) older boyfriends so UH HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!

More below the cut:

Whiskey (Julius)

Ex-military operative (has lost one of his legs during combat, now he has a prosthetic and is retired (?)) and Asian (he refuses to say where his family is from)

Currently working in a tiny diner/cafe and takes the night shifts.

He has a knack for really dumb humour and will most likely take a single word from another person's mouth and spin it into a joke

Overall a seemingly nice/sweet person but at the same time he's an extremely proficient fighter. Has absolutely NO issues killing someone to achieve his goal. If they are in his way, they will go down. (what is his body count? probably in the triple digits)

Retired in the sense that he can get reactivated at any time because his contract sucks and so does the pension

Still uses his code name/alias of 'Whiskey' from back when he was still in service as a connection to his past. It is what people know him as.

Kill Them With Kindness aka free drinks and food (Luke has taken massive psychic damage)

Ironically despite being known as Whiskey, he doesn't drink. Really he's heard all of the jokes. Instead he's a decent cook, only for Chinese dishes though. Absolute snob over tea however, no sugar and no milk because he thinks it ruins the flavour.

His actual name is 'Julius [REDACTED]', last name is unknown and its heavily implied that he used to be married (to whom it is unknown). In fact he straight up doesn't talk about it. It's clearly a very sore spot.

actually left home once he turned 18 to join the force since there wasn't anything worth staying at home for (was it because he was queer or was it because he actually wanted to fight for something he believed in?)

Very Mortal, Incredibly So. Very aware of how fragile his life is, he just says he's lucky

Sees Viktor as Pain in my Ass (affectionate) and will roast the fuck out of him

Man is getting close to his 40s (he's actually 36 and he's not getting any younger; still a badass)

Viktor Shui

Technically also ex-military but he prefers 'ex-government', more likely to say that he didn't work under them as much as someone who was a tool for them. Technically he's gone rogue.

Mortal in a sense that you would call a robot technically mortal (I've said too much)

That being said, his alias during his service was simply 'Seven'. Was he the seventh member? The seventh version?

Beloved trans man who has absolutely NO fucks to give

Has NO records in any system and straight up feels like a guy who appeared from nowhere, disappeared and then came back. Very vague about his own background and history, certainly sounds like he never had a family which is... very iffy.

Casually unhinged, he will say the most batshit insane shit completely deadpan and you cannot tell if he's being serious. Like he hears that Luke tried to destroy New York and goes 'yeah buddy, me too.' Lays it on thick that he thinks Luke isn't as bad of a person as he thinks he is.

Jokingly starts calling Luke by 'boy scout' and it STICKS (goddammit old man)

Has a body count (only one case is known and he's killed a politician. Viktor feels bad about having to do it but also doesn't feel THAT bad about it)

"So you're a hitman?" "Anarchist actually."

Trying to reform the system if so someone help him for what he has gone through. No he will not talk about it willingly. Maybe do it when he's high on adrenaline or something.

Despite looking East Asian and knowing Mandarin... Viktor unfortunately cannot cook to save his life and lives off of coffee.

Exactly a decade over than Luke but younger than Whiskey by a few years. He only knows Whiskey because Whiskey makes coffee the way he likes it and he chills at the diner to get a degree of social interaction. Outside of the diner, he's just Awkward and Mean around people. It's very much his safe place to get away from his problems.

What's his relationship with Whiskey? Clearly, well, it seems that they're flirting to some degree. Or maybe they're already together, they don't even know themselves.

#HI FRIEND #alvita tag #oc tag #eli answers #yes I wrote out an entire 1.4K pre relationship fic for them #I love them your honor

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themusiichouse · 1 year

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The Girl and the Anarchist

Wilhelm von Blumenthal follows a form of fantastical anarchism known as Barashinan anarchism, the ideology of a highly controversial (though somewhat positively influential) historical figure known as Voloska Barashina. Voloska’s story was that he was driven mad by Seeing the Truth, internalizing the cosmic fact that Narseus’ evil had tainted all of creation beyond repair and the only way to fully restore the utopian pre-Narsean age of anarchism is to destroy and remake the world. While his purpose was undoubtedly destructive, it was also his anarchist writings that inspired the first successful mass uprisings--whether democratic or anarchistic--against authoritarian Narsean rulers in history. Barashinans disagree as to how much of that destruction is physical rather than metaphysical, though Voloska always maintained that there was no other way to reshape the world than to sacrifice millions in the process--and even went so far as to attempt suicide because in the modern era, many Barashinans want that destruction to be more metaphysical than he would like. Voloska’s views are perceived like how communism is perceived in the real world: while it has gained more acceptance in the modern day, it is also viewed with heavy suspicion by those who are not on the far left.

Wilhelm, for his part, was originally in Voloska’s camp, though time has made him more moderate. Still, though, one time he wrote a music drama that might as well have been called Voloska Did Nothing Wrong: The Opera. Basically it goes into the life of Voloska, going from a simple merchant with a passion for mythology to an unhinged radical who believed that all of creation was irrevocably tainted with evil and it could only be healed through destruction. It also details how a young woman named Noriko Yagami was chosen by Narseus to stop him. The thing is…Noriko at the time she was chosen by Narseus was 15. She was tricked into becoming a True Vessel of Narseus--an irreversible process--in order to have the power to defeat Voloska, who was a Chosen Vessel of Eternaflux, because she had been tempted with the promise of being remembered as a hero. After she successfully defeated him, though, Narseus punished Voloska’s people by trying to wipe them out in a genocide, to which she objected--and for which Narseus repaid his young champion by sentencing her to torture for ~400 years. W e l l. Wilhelm certainly made a statement by basically slandering Noriko, portraying her as a complete fool greedy for a hero’s glory who betrayed the true principles of anarchism and singlehandedly set back the tide of human progress for the 400 years she was tortured; he very much implied in the libretto and his music choices that she deserved what she got at Narseus’ hands.

Understandably, this upset quite a few people, but strangely, one person who wasn’t upset at this was Noriko’s most famous descendant, Hikari Yagami--at least at first. Hikari is just as flamingly radical as Voloska and Wilhelm were, so when the opera dropped and she saw it, she praised it for being the only narrative of Voloska and Noriko’s story that “tells it like it is,” and her already budding friendship with Wilhelm only deepened. However. That all changed when she was ferociously forced to come to a reckoning with her own shitty behavior (which deserves a post of its own), and when she actually met Noriko--who was finally released from Narseus’ torture as a dried husk of what she was before after he got bored of hearing her beg for mercy. She had actually learned to empathize with people who had done things that she disagreed with, and so she eventually started to see that Noriko was just as much a victim of Narseus as Voloska had been. With this new understanding, she approached Wilhelm to talk to him about his opera, which by then was no longer quite so new. You’d think he’d be understanding that his friend had this new perspective, right?

Wrong.

Wilhelm told her that she was an enemy of the people. Hikari insisted that due to her youth, her actions should be excused, or at the very least understood. Wilhelm fucking doubled down and said he didn’t care how young she was, she still set human society back by literally hundreds of years and so she should always be remembered as a villain. Hikari said that it’s never the abuse victim’s fault, and besides, wasn’t he tweeting some of his own parents’ fucked up views as a 13-year-old who just discovered Twitter? Wasn’t he also a vessel for the soul of a man who was idolized by fascists? Why was he so viciously attacking someone who had become so mentally unstable after 400 years of continuous psychological torture that she no longer had a voice to defend herself? To which Wilhelm insisted that at least he was trying to fix what Wagner did, whereas it was Noriko’s own fault that she had been tortured to the point that she could no longer be of use to a righteous cause. The two of them were screaming at each other the entire time, and then screamed about who needed to be made to leave the area first before both of them walked off in disgust.

That was almost the end of their friendship. But Hikari decided to take things one step further.

See, Hikari is half shinigami (Japanese death god). So the next day, she literally stole Wilhelm’s soul out of his body and dragged him to where she was caring for Noriko. She kicked off the conversation with “this is the man who wrote that shitty, shitty opera about you,” and if Noriko were her older self, she would have kicked his shit in, but given that her mind was basically destroyed by continuous mind-breaking, all she could do was cry for a whole twenty minutes. After this long pause, Wilhelm finally asked, “Well? What’s wrong with it?” And someone else of her intelligence would have gone through all of the historical, moral and philosophical reasons why his portrayal of her was harmful and wrong. But Noriko, having long lost the ability to be coherent in a great many circumstances, only managed to choke out one sentence through her tears:

“You’re hurting me. Please stop.”

It didn’t convince Wilhelm right off the bat, because he is a stubborn man. But after gently prodding her to elaborate on her side of the story, he realized that what Hikari said was true: her mind had been destroyed to the point that she was no longer capable of giving it. Hikari then turned on him and yelled, “You see? See why I’m fucking pissed?” and the suddenness of the shout made Noriko cry even more. More quietly this time, but just as strongly, she jabbed a finger in Wil’s face and said that he had better fucking fix what he broke, or every time just before the premiere of his operas that he conducted at, she’d yeet his soul from his body and only give it back once he was forced to cancel his performances.

Faced with both his conscience and her threat, Wilhelm agreed to her terms. He pulled the offending opera from his repertoire, apologized (with Hikari standing over his shoulder reading every word he wrote) for his misdeeds, and rewrote the opera in a way that made Noriko far more sympathetic. It actually vastly improved the opera, both its writing and its meaning, because it actually showed nuance to the situation instead of it being a one-sided attack on someone who couldn’t even fight back--and the nuance made it about 500000000x more tragic than it was in its original form....Just the way Wil likes things.

#canon facts. || WILHELM VON BLUMENTHAL

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larrythefloridaman · 2 years

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i dont even like sprite and i agree that that mcdonalds shit hits different

#cpu kerfuffle #cpuk spriteman #love him. my thoughts are not complex i just think the soda plant mutant's neat #his obsession was exploited by a morally unhinged science woman and turned him into a mindless beast for #oh christ he was like that from cpuk 4 until cpuk 20. that is so fucking long.#it was short-lived bc they had to dip but red did an excellent job with him in orange #they gave him this like. unsteady determination? that was really charming and fit him well. nervous little punk man energy #trying real hard to be healthier and more in control of his life after being consumed by his obsession for so long and so completely #i can imagine adjusting to being a person that can think about things other than soda and violence again is rough #and intentional or not makes him being especially freaked out by being around crimbo. Known Agency Stealer. very fitting #j0hn has the funniest friend group. mad rat. soda freak. chess whiz. hes also got a Fan in cha cha slide #the man tiddy monday textbook pirate anarchist legend himself. they play jackbox sometimes apparently #i had more to say than i thought i did lmao

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chaoticgaygenius · 3 years

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unhinged YouTube channels to quench all your thirst for chaotic sciences stuff

TheBackyardScientist- pretty straight forward, a lot of ridiculous what if videos as in “what if we filled a pool with molten lava or dry-ice, electrifying sand etc. pretty chaotic, they destroy A LOT of fish-tanks in their processes

Styropyro- You like fire? you like LASERS? You like literal death-rays build from stuff you can buy from e-bay? Also sometimes there is completely unhinged science recipes (like making rocketfuel from sugar and stump remover) taking from late 19th-early 20th century DIY science books that make the anarchist cookbook look kind of lame

Michael Reeves- Fun weird robotics and coding, robots build from household items and whatever you can salvage anywhere, not as informative as the others mentioned but very fun and unhinged, also coding tutorials

JLservideos- cool gadgets and build inspired by pop-culture like Superhero movies, fairly in-depth explanations on the building process, still easily digestible, wall climbing shoes, taser gloves and human flying drones are just a few of the very cool projects

The Thought Emporium- The closets thing to a RL mad scientist YouTube has to offer, straight up bioengineering at some points, very bio focused in general, manipulating viruses, growing synthetic flesh and silk, and using human neurons to build a computer

Sexy Cyborg- Machine coding and 3d printing, hiding cool gadgets in everyday objects, building automated bartenders etc. self build anti-surveillance tech

#science #backjard science #fun #entertainment #YouTube #lasers #villaincore #mad science #diy #gadgets #building #tech

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spideymarvelws · 3 years

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ooo!! no pressure but- #9 in random with in-game!techno? (i hope ur day's been alright!!)

my day has been decent lmaoo but your request definitely made it better😊I hope you enjoy!

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Prompt : “I want to try something,” “Oh god, please no.”

Warnings : just cute floof, mentions of killing, the voices being pricks

Word Count : 1.6k

Flowers Coated In Colour

Technoblade x GN!Reader

Techno let out a small sigh as he saw his cottage come into view. It was a long day for the piglin, with the sudden betrayal of Tommy, doomsday happening tomorrow and the extensive preparations for whatever dream had in store, it was safe to say that he was burnt out for the day.

His backed weighed heavy with supplies and tools, along with all the voices who just repeated the same thing over and over in his head.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

He ended up killing a lot more animals and mobs that necessary in hopes that they might calm and decrease his aching head ache but nothing worked. They only grew more violent, frustrated with him that his sword met the body of a sheep and not the neck of a member of L'Manburg.

Which is why he rushed home, reaching the snowy biome earlier that anticipated. The sun was close to setting as he rode Carl into the stables, feeding him a little bit of hay and renewing his water before stepping back out and closing the fence shut.

He trudged to the front of the house, opening the door and slamming it shut, cursing that he might've woken you up. You often fell asleep in his arms and today was no exception. After returning home from the event at the community house (well, what was left of it), you both comforted each other by the fireplace, keeping each other close while whispering sweet and reassuring words.

It was one of the rare times the voices went silence, completely replaced by your presence. No wonder they were so rowdy now, pounding in the back of his head like splinters digging into his skin.

They must pay for there crimes

They have no chance against us

Manburg with fall

Dream seems sketchy

He might use you too

He will use you too

He fell back against the wooden doors, his rough hands slapping against his face, scratching at the scared skin. He wants to destroy L'Manburg, he wanted to watch as the country fell under his wrath, destroying the land it stood on.

The only thing keeping his back was you, was Phil, was all his pets and memories he held at his now joke of a secret home. Quackity and the rest of the butcher army had gotten to them once, used them against him and almost had him executed and you killed if it wasn't for Dream and Punz interfering. Phil had been put on house arrest and Carl stolen from his grasp.

Whose to say they wouldn't do it again? Whose to say that his efforts would lead to nothing but a stronger country that might end up a bigger threat to his cause.

Techno didn't have much weaknesses, some may argue that he had none at all. But he knew from the very beginning that his weakness was his relationships with a select few of people on the SMP and knowing that others were figuring that out as well, he was putting everyone he was close with at risk.

He felt unhinged, the small control he’s been holding on to for so long unraveling by the seems. He trying to keep it for tomorrow, but the voices only started to convince him more and more that he should walk into L’Manburg by himself and take out everyone in their sleep.

That wasn’t what his motives were. He wanted to take down the country, not the people.

But the voices demanded blood.

Suddenly, he felt the soft touch of hands on his, closing around them and prying them off his face, breaking him out of his internal conflict. He hesitantly opened his eyes, meeting your worried, glittering eyes.

And suddenly, everything went silent.

“Everything alright their Tech?” you asked, squeezing his hands for comfort.

He blinked, mustering a small smile for you, “Yeah, yeah everything’s... perfect.”

You nodded, letting go of his hands and moving them to his neck.

“Phil’s already asleep if that’s what you wondering,” you said softly, helping him take off his massive cape and resting it to the side.

He hummed in acknowledgment, carefully prying off his skull mask over his face and taking off his crown with a huff and setting both items down besides his red cape.

“Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” you smiled up at him, taking his face into the palms of your hands. He sighed at the warmth, melting into your touch. He engulfed your small hands in his, finding comfort in your soft skin.

“Long day?”

“You wouldn’t believe.”

You leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, sending a wave of pink up his face and his large ears to wiggle in delight. Usually, he would shake his head, move away from your affection. But in recent times he’s learnt to accept it and reciprocate it in the best way he could.

“Then come on then,” you cooed, taking his hand and pulling him to the carpet in front of the fireplace that had a mountain of pillows and blankets. You loved to snuggle into them, sometimes reading stories to Edward or just watching the flames slowly disappear.

You fell back against blankets, crossing your legs and placing a pillow in the middle. You raised your arms, gesturing for him to join you. He gave you a questioning look but gave in quickly, dragging his body and settling down on the floor, letting his back fall and his head bounce on the pillow in your lap. One of his legs were bent, the other laid out on the ground, his hands clasped together on his stomach.

“What are you doing?” he questioned, eye brows raised.

"I want to try something," you mumbled, passing your hand through his hair.

"Oh god, please no." he grumbled, but his tone contrasted to his movements. His eyes closed with his head tilted backwards, snorting in appreciation at your touch.

You rolled your eyes, tugging harshly at his hair changing his happy noises to a playful growl, "It's nothing bad Techno,"

"Well knowing you, that statement means nothing."

You scoffed, "Glad to know you think so highly of me,”

He whined when your hands felt his hair, glaring up at you. You looked down at him with a playful smile, squeezing his cheeks and making him pout, “Who knew the blood god was such a softie,”

His nose flared while you giggled at his reaction, reaching behind you and grabbing something he couldn't see.

“Now relax... I won’t be doing anything bad I promise.”

He was about to protest until he felt your fingers entangle themselves in. his hair once again, lulling back into a meditative state. You hummed as you worked on his hair, sometimes he would feel something thin and sharp poke at his scalp but he payed no mind to it.

As much as he loved anarchy and chaos, he would give up anything to stay like like with you forever. It was hard for him to trust people but when he did, he took advantage of the love and you gave him and held everything you did together to his heart, valuing it more than money or strong tools and gear.

After a while, he started to doze off on your lap, eyes fluttering shut while you continued to work on his hair. After a few minutes, you finally finished.

“Done.” you whispered, shaking him out of his light slumber.

“I’m scared.” he mumbled, snuggling further into your lap.

“Hey, hey, don’t move.” you stilled his head with your hands, “You’re going to knock them out.”

“Knock what out?” he questioned, only to have you wave a mirror in front of his face.

He bit his lip at the sight, grumbling under his breath. In his hair held various flowers, shades of blue, purple and pink standing out against his light pink locks. You gently tucked a rose pricked of its thorns behind his ear, leaning down to quickly peck his forehead.

“Now that you have short hair, I wanted to see if I could still decorate your hair without braiding it in,” you said shyly, “It’s not the most secure but I made it work..”

Techno chuckled, “You really miss the long hair don’t you?”

You nodded, twirling a loose piece of pink between your fingers, “More that you imagine... but- I think it’s growing on me.”

“That’s great,” he yawned, “Yeah, that’s great.”

You laughed, caressing the side of his face lightly, “Get some rest Techno, you got a big day tomorrow,”

He hummed, letting his eyes flutter shut, “Yeah... I do don’t I?”

You nodded, “Blowing up a country does call for rest,”

“Why yes-” he yawned once more, “Yes it does,”

With that he started to doze off, his cheek pressed against the cushion beneath him as his head lolled to the side. He wasn’t expecting to get any sleep tonight, he was ready to stay up all night, doing mindless tasks to distract him from the voices that never shut up in his head.

But while your touch faded from his mind, his breath lengthening into an even pattern, he knew everything would be alright.

As long as he had you...

Everything would be alright.

BONUS :

“Hey, what’s that in your hair techno?” dream asked as he sat comfortably on the obsidian grid, pointing to behind the anarchists head.

“Heh?” he sounded, his hand shooting to his hair and pulling out a small purple flower, slightly withered and blood coating the edges of the petals.

He smiled softly, letting his thumb pass on the delicate flower. Pocketing the plant, he kept his head high, adjusting his hold on his sword. He knew that it would further deteriorate in the small enclosure but he wanted proof to take home to you to say that your new methods of decorating his hair was more effective than you thought.

“Nothing Dream...” he finally mumbled, biting the inside of his lip to hide the smile forming on his face, “nothing at all...”

...

I like to think that techno lets out piglin noises when he’s happy🥰

Permanent Taglist (Dream SMP) : @ossinsworld @lunarinnit @chaosofsmarty

Technoblade Taglist : @hyumiid @whenpugzfly @sammyxn

#technoblade x reader #technoblade x you #technoblade x y/n #mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader

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wasflypaw · 3 years

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My brain genuinely refuses to let me see the characters as the same ppl as the content creator

I see DSMP Tommy in my head as how the fanartists draw him but the second I try to imagine him as IRL Tommy my brain is like "no?????"

Wilbur just acts unhinged whether he's playing a character or not

C!Techno just feels like a completely fictional character to me like he's an anarchist pig man who kills ppl and blows up nations. My brain refuses to think of IRL Techno as even remotely connected even though he plays the character

Philza?? You mean that dude from Bleach?? I can only imagine c!Philza as his skin until the scene gets more lighthearted and less RP based and it's just cc!Philza messing around or building stuff

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unsafepin · 3 years

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Succession And The Humanity Of The Rich

The metaphor we use for a sight we’re unable to look away from yet we feel we shouldn’t continue looking is a car crash. It is fitting - the sight is brutal, unfit for sensitive and unfamiliar eyes. But I feel like this comparison doesn’t really resonate with Succesion’s brand of borderline unwatchable, yet completely addictive appeal. No, the metaphor I’m going to use, in line with the show’s crude sense of humor, is your dog shitting on your carpet. This would, I suppose, be a scolding critique in anyone else’s book, but Succession is actually a solid five out of five for me, so you’ll just have to roll with my punches here. First, let’s jog our memory on the basic plot summary for those absent-minded and unfamiliar.

Succession’s core is Logan Roy, an ultra-wealthy media magnate/patriarch, whose poor health and age are clearly signaling the time to retire. As the title suggests, he has to pick a successor, the most likely choices being his three children - Kendall, Roman and Siobhan. There’s also Connor Roy, Logan’s firstborn, but for the non-initiated he’s just doing his own thing and isn’t interested in the empire, let’s call it that. Drama ensues. All of them, including various side characters (notable ones for this essay being cousin-turned-pawn Greg Hirsch, pawn-turned-husband Tom Wambsgans, and run-of-the-mill-but-actually-gets-really-weird general counsel Gerri Kellman) are fucking weird. Which is really the main drive of the show - positively Shakespearian power intrigue and the absolutely unhinged personalities of the characters. Got that? Great. Because actually this essay is about capitalism. Yay.

I really don’t watch anything even in the remote genre of Succession, I haven’t seen House of Cards, not Mad Men, I’ve barely watched a few out of context episodes of Breaking Bad. Power struggles and topics of business and politics are really not what I look for in TV. What drove me to watch it is seeing notably quotable scenes giffed on Tumblr (I know, shut up) and the utter disconnect between those off-beat dialogue lines and the seemingly cold-hearted business machination premise. So I watched it. In a few sittings, really, as most of us consume TV these days. And it was painful: watching the screen get filled up scene by scene by all the luxuries only the top 1% can afford makes me consider getting a copy of The Anarchist Cookbook each damn time, I mostly don’t understand what’s going on in the business-focused plots (you can clearly see I’m a humanities person), the comic relief goes from mildly off-beat to disgusting and/or so secondhand-cringe-inducing you can’t even look at the screen straight, and all of the characters are morally detestable people, making you unable to root for basically anyone. All of this to explain, I still haven’t reconciled the fact that all the singular aspects of this show must make me hate and disavow it, but the whole of it made me passionately recommend it to every person I speak to.

I hate looking at Succession. It’s like looking straight at the sun. Each new house, apartment, helicopter, car, yacht are simply set dressings to the arguments the painfully entitled characters have within them. The most gut-punch of a scene for me is when Greg, our supposed everyman character, who in the first few episodes lost his minimum-wage job and had twenty dollars on his name, reacts to a three-story yacht he’s invited to with a simple “Uh-huh” by the end of second season. This is, I believe, partially what lends itself to the Shakespearian atmosphere of the show - The Danish court is but a setting, the real attraction is Hamlet’s inner battle. The wealth is just the premise, an underlying, rarely addressed theme, the characters are the plot. Just say “Uh-huh” and move on. The concept of money seems to almost dissipate the longer you watch it, this comforting lull only being broken by these little (no doubt, intentional) scenes, and you almost feel like being shaken awake from a dream you didn’t know was a nightmare. Everytime a character discards a glass of 200$ champagne, waves a promise of provision under a poor child’s nose only to snatch it away, tosses a brand new phone overboard, you have to actively remind yourself: this is not normal. Succession seduces you into adopting the worldview of its characters, even if for a second, and it almost makes you feel violated. I’ve only felt an emotion parallel to this, akin to heat and cold reading as the same kind of perception to your neurons, by being exposed to extreme poverty in media. Because what it often boils down to is that both of these situations - ultra-wealth and poverty - are elaborate theater props in TV. Except these aren’t cardboard and fog machines, they exist, and all you’re left with is a feeling that you should be doing more.

The language in the show works in a similar way. It’s juggling quite specific business jargon and people unable to communicate by anything except awkwardly strung sentences, sarcasm and swearing. This and the purposefully unpolished way Succession is shot does a great job of making you feel like an outsider looking into a life that is absolutely not your own. You’re forced to learn the language of the characters and oftentimes you’re left on ice, unable to piece together what characters mean, not least because they often don’t understand themselves, at least emotionally. Everyone is always trying to be a step ahead, communicate less by talking more, like students chasing a good grade on a presentation they did no preparation on. This leaves the viewer, once again, an uncomfortable distance away from the world that fictional media usually strives to engage them as closely as it can with. You’re watching pieces move by themselves on an incredibly pricey chess board and each of them makes a pleading case for you to take them, only them, seriously and you’re always stuck halfway between entertaining the notion and scoffing at the request. Each of the characters is both unforgivably slimy and alluringly broken in their own unique way, exemplified by Kendall, who is both a literal criminal who only got away due to his status and the only person making meaningful attempts to upset a rotten system. It’s a show about a corporation and it’s a show about a family. And you cannot divorce the two. You feel kind of good watching the Roys get ahead, hoping it would bring them together as a unit, and you feel as delighted by the notion of seeing their empire burn and all of them in jail.

And the worst thing is, it’s not just this TV show raising these questions of universal dignity versus unjustifiable wealth, isn’t it? I felt good reading about Melinda Gates’ divorce, not even due to schadenfreude but simply because no one should stay in a relationship that’s bad for them. But even the thought that I’m awarding this multi-billionaire some kind of notion of past disenfranchisement makes me feel like the devil’s advocate. The rich today are so rich they by all accounts cannot be people, no one person should be able to yield this much power and wealth. It’s a Lovecraftian horror - staring into the abyss that’s staring back, trying to comprehend something you cannot apply any meaningful scale to. It feels ridiculous to even assume they have some kind of experiences we can share, even less accepting this idea.

That’s why I said Succession is like watching your dog shit on the carpet. It lacks the grandiosity, the terror, the way pain grounds us all on the same level that a car crash has. Your dog doing its’ business where it shouldn’t is mundane. It’s gross, but it happens like, what, every other week? That often you’re faced to look at a thing which ideally you wouldn’t like seeing in your home, which shouldn’t happen at all, maybe. Wow, I’m getting my metaphors mixed up. Your actual dog should actually have healthy bathroom breaks. Okay, I’m done talking about that now. What I’m saying is, it’s uncomfortable being faced with the reality you were never supposed to see. The rich are as wasteful, as weird, as dramatic and horrible as you imagine, but they’re also human in that gross kind of way. They’re even based on real people - the Murdoch clan, the lovely owners of Fox News and The Sun. You’re not supposed to look in the eyes of the people you’re going to guillotine. And Succession isn’t here to pose any kind of solution to this existential dread and I can’t solve the mess of Lovecraftian magnitude that is current economic distribution either. So maybe all we can do is look on in our gleefully morbid disbelief and try to affect economics and politics locally as much as we can, hoping the ripples will reach the Roys of our world.

So if you haven’t already, you should watch Succession. It’s good TV. It’s not escapism, by any means, if anything it’s both a magnifying glass and a distorted mirror of today’s issues. These essays are a bummer lately. So if Succession’s not for you, watch some local and independent news and Squid Game or whatever, I’m on the first episode. Surely there isn’t any social commentary there.

#ayo early access or whatever. not posting this on ig until tomorrow #literally just wrote this in a frenzy now. its 3am #whatever. who cares.#tried to keep it as spoiler free as possible for anyone who wants to check the show out!#succession #unsafe pin

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sakebytheriver · 3 years

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As someone who completely missed the Robert Pattinson thirst train during his mental breakdown Twilight phase let me tell you I was not expecting to fall in love with him several years later during his unhinged anarchist Batman phase

#ignore me #robert pattinson #twilight #batman

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ask-darling-xoxo · 3 years

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Sorry Pete, gotta go with Jeff here. May be more unhinged and- slightly a bit more ruder than what I’m used to but anyone who bill and tax evades is cool on my list

Down with the government 😎😎 [pls dont take his seriously im not an actual anarchist i swear-]

Plus it’s not like he stuck his dick in my coffee, least he has some decency

(Completely understandable dudette! I oftentimes forget too, too busy with a crap ton of online school work these days to remember to take care of myself now. But it helps me remember to take care of myself when I remind others, its a bit less annoying to myself in a sense that way)

(Ay yer welcome dude! Besides I kind of forget too, but it helps to r

“I’m sorry he stuck his fucking WHAT in your coffee?”

“....”

“Okay. I have to congratulate you. That sounds pretty fucking funny. How did I not think of that? I should do that to the proxies”

“Please leave. I used to be the only one they loved and now it’s a full house here”

“Sorry Peter. The people like to have ✨variety✨”

#fanfiction #your boyfriend visual novel #yb peter #your boyfriend fanart #your boyfriend game #your boyfriend oc #your boyfriend peter #your boyfriend visual game #y/n your boyfriend #yourboyfriendpeter #jeff the killer x you #jtk x reader #jtk #creepypasta jtk #jeff the killer

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comrade-meow · 3 years

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The male-centered progressive left has successfully made woman-hating trendy.

Today, yet another “Karen” video went viral online. This time, it seems a woman flipped off a male driver, one Karlos Dillard, who then followed her home and filmed her as she melted down into hysterics, posting the video online, which included her home address and license plate. Over eight million views later (sure to be more by the time you read this), and Dillard is selling t-shirts based on the incident.

It seems this is a hobby for Dillard, who has posted other similarly antagonistic videos, accusing women of “racism” (despite no evidence of racism) in an attempt turn Karen virality into profit. Other t-shirts for sale on his Instagram profile include one with the words, “Karen… Are you OK?” and another reading, “Keep that same energy, Karen.”

The Karen meme has been misogynist from the getgo, originating from an anonymous male Reddit user, Fuck_You_Karen, who was angry at his ex-wife, named Karen, for taking custody of his children. In 2017, his misogynist rants became a subreddit, r/FuckYouKaren.

Recently, the meaning of “Karen” was said to refer specifically to middle class, middle aged white women who are so entitled they ask to speak to the manager when perturbed, but has since morphed into a specifically racist white woman, who “weaponizes” white, female fragility against largely black men. This connects to sexist tropes that claim women use their emotions, vulnerability, and tears to manipulate men.

What began as a joke has become more than that, and has moved into explicitly misogynist (and, in my opinion, dangerous) territory.

“Becky,” which originated as a means to refer to basic white women — the Uggs-wearing, Starbucks-buying, pumpkin spice-loving kind — probably young, probably blonde, probably not working class. Like “Karen,” I never found this to be particularly offensive, as I had little desire to defend boring people who love Starbucks, but what was once a joke has become something much more egregious.Following someone to their home, doxxing, filming, and harassing them because they gave you the finger is unhinged. People are going to act like assholes in this world, and you need to learn to deal with that. Moreover, these viral videos, like the Amy Cooper/Christian Cooper bird watching/dog-off-the-leash incident, are always decontextualized. No one really knows what happened preceding the video, nor do they know why either party reacted as they did. We all know social media leaves little room for nuance, and far too many people enjoy a rage reaction over asking questions or considering they may not know the full story. The truth is that, today, people’s lives can be destroyed in an instant, via a viral post. And our culture is wielding that power with very little care.

While those participating in the mobs targeting the subjects of these currently popular Karen videos claim some form of racial justice, this is not an accurate representation.

This has little to do with race, and everything to do with a progressive left that has adopted woman-hating as political virtue signalling.

Last week, journalist and editor Jonathan Kay tweeted a “Wanted” poster he’d come across in Toronto, depicting a young, blonde, white woman. The text below her face mocked her as a “Basic Bitch” — privileged, entitled, and unwoke. The image and text presents “Becky” as dangerous — the new enemy. The A.C.A.B. (All Cops Are Bastards) logo on the poster implies it likely was produced and distributed by young anarchist men. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if they were white men, considering the face of groups (or non-groups, depending on who you ask) like Antifa.

The trend of presenting women as a threat extends beyond Becky and Karen. In recent years, Antifa, anarchists, trans activists, and leftists have targeted feminists who question the impact of gender identity ideology on women’s rights as dangerous — even more so than male predators. Rhetoric that claims “TERFs kill” intentionally erases the fact that it is men who are overwhelmingly responsible for violence against both women and men (including trans-identified males). As a result, reversing this claim to say “Kill TERFs” or to show up at events discussing gender identity with cardboard guillotines with the words “TERFs and SWERFs step right up” written on them has become an acceptable form of “activism.”

This has all happened within a left that has consistently ignored and even defended the misogyny, racism, and violence of prostitution and pornography, painting women who fight the sex trade as “whorephobic” and as causing harm to “sex workers.” Everyone knows who is responsible for the abuse that happens to women in porn and prostitution. We can see it on PornHub or we can read about it in the news. Yet the left consistently fails to hold those men accountable for the harm they cause. No, no. The real problem is women. Terms like “TERF” (which means “trans exclusionary radical feminist,” but, in practice, is used to smear anyone who questions gender identity legislation or ideology) and “SWERF” (which means “sex worker exclusionary radical feminist,” but is used to smear women — even women who have worked in the sex trade — who wish to stop the universal violence and exploitation inherent to prostitution) exist to misrepresent, vilify, and end conversation. One cannot defend a “TERF” or “SWERF” any more than one can defend a “Karen” or “Becky,” unless they would like to be pilloried as unwoke and bigoted themselves.

A few years ago, trans activists and their progressive allies adopted the term “cis” to refer to those whose “gender identity matches their sex.” Putting aside the fact that no one’s “gender identity” matches their sex, as whether or not a person is male or female has nothing to do with whether or not they identify with a list of sexist gender stereotypes, the term “cis” is said to denote “privilege.” This means that a woman who understands she is female is, as per trans ideology, “privileged” over a man who desires to be viewed as a woman or who does not feel connected to masculine stereotypes. This is ridiculous, of course, as women are impacted by sexism on account of being born female, and are vulnerable to male violence regardless of how they identify. Understanding one is female does not make a woman “privileged,” it makes her a sane human being. In other words, “cis” or “cisprivilege” completely erases the reality of sexism and male violence against women. Suddenly, we are to believe women pose a threat to males who identify as transgender. Just as we are now to believe “Becky” and “Karen” are so dangerous they deserve to be hated, harassed, and destroyed. Maybe punched. Maybe worse.

This is, I’m afraid, woman-hating. And it is dangerous. The popularity of the Karen meme has led people to seek out and invent Karens in order to gain followers and profit, as evidenced by Dillard’s racket. And rhetoric that positions feminists as dangerous, harmful “TERFs” has led to the acceptance of open violent threats against women, simply for speaking out in defence of women’s rights and spaces. Karen, Becky, SWERF, and TERF are nothing more than excuses to hate women. And I am tired of people participating and defending this misogyny simply because it is on trend, and because it results in applause from the male centred left.

Yes, women can be assholes. Yes, women can be racist. No, women are not all innocent victims. But this has become about much more than calling out annoying, racist, or entitled behaviour. And, in fact, I think it was always about more than that. Let’s stop this before someone gets (literally) hurt.

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