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coxinhadoce47-art · 2 months
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Cuddle pile <3
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silima · 1 year
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ur the only person i know of who cares abt the red lotus. im wondering if you’ve ever drawn xai bau? or if you have thoughts on him in general?
this is embarrassing cuz i have tried to draw him but i absolutely can't find the drawing lol rip. i've never been able to come up with a design that i'm totally satisfied with, though, mostly because whenever i try to imagine him my brain just pulls up, like, long-haired zaheer with a slightly cooler beard. i think xai bau is a really COOL character but one that's pretty hard for me to come up w/ headcanons for 🤔 like he founded this very cool and dangerous bad guy squad (obviously my favorite characters) and he’s got an location in the spirit world named after him (which is super cool altho i have to wonder if anyone outside of the red lotus actually calls it that lol) but there’s so little to go on as to what he was actually like.
i've seen basically two different interpretations of xai bau--one that he, like, actively helped form the red lotus organization, stuck around long enough to meet zaheer &co, and was to some extent a mentor figure to them (especially towards zaheer), and the other is your idea that they never actually met and it was his writings that inspired the red lotus from a distance. it's a cool idea that i never considered before and it makes sense—i like the idea that he and Zaheer might’ve had a mentor-mentee relationship at some point, because it’s fun, but the way zaheer talks about him and guru laghima is pretty similar, as if they’re both "historical" figures that he never actually met in person. (also i just think it's super super funny if xai bau dated katara.) i do like the idea that he had enough direct involvement in the red lotus's formation to properly be considered its founder though, even if it was maybe toward the end of his life or something. like maybe he never met zaheer but did meet other, older members as the organization was forming—probably other frustrated WL members and possibly some new recruits as well. but he’s got so little info in canon that you can take him all sorts of directions and still come up with something fun
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rosafloera · 5 months
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Bad Actor: ComradeKatara (aka Othelo aka Grendelsmilf Aka Noelleakopian)
Previously part of Lesbians4Sokka.
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That should already ring some alarm bells, Lesbians4Sokka was a page notorious in the community for some of the most brutal cyberbullying. Think RAPE THREATS! Before I start showing supporting evidence, a disclaimer:
*Let's not add to the situation, do what we can to ignore her and move on. She is a troll that doesn't deserve our attention, nothing will change her mind. There are bigger world problems requiring our focus.
Fun fact: the L4S page IS now ComradeKatara, hovering over the old tag shows
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TLDR: ComradeKatara headcanons Katara as a homophobe, constantly mocking/cyberbullying her and anyone who disagrees. In the same breath she is a devout Sokka x Zuko shipper, which is laughable and contradictory.
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All ‘evidence’ they have ever provided consists of misinterpretations of canon so illogical it’s pointless to reply to.
Also I’m sure CK doesn’t publicise their Toph and Azula hate and homophobic headcanons that much because Toph and Azula stans are passionate and would rip them apart in a second. Get behind me, Katara. I love you 🥹❤️
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CK's FAQ.
She hates Zutara because it's 'racist'. Which is hilarious when we see her ship Zukka. Even the explanation as to why she headcanons Katara as a homophobe, (which she so graciously replaced the entire word with 'straight') beating around the bush and actually explaining nothing at all.
Saying 2 contradictory things in 1 sentence is quite the talent and exposes that she is in constant agony over which side to pander to more. *She is nothing without pandering!* Poor CK doesn't love Katara at all.
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In her own words....
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'i think CK’s writing proves inconsistent with both the characters and the themes of the show, to an offensive degree. pretty much the only character treated with any sort of respect is momo, and that’s probably because he can’t talk.'
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Leave poor Momo alone.
Don't be shy CK. Let it be known you were Lesbians4Sokka.
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Lesbians who only hate on women, unsurprisingly have very queerphobic takes. Dear god, do they EVEN like women???
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CK reblogged this btw.
At least they're aware?
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If only they would leave these characters' names out their mouth, the whole of ATLA actually.
Oh, really. You had no idea when you mercilessly cyberbullied people with your cliques, I assume.
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Nor of your lesbians4sokka past, huh?
Peace out.
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More proof:
#l4s #lesbians4sokka
https://www.tumblr.com/comradekatara/search/homophobic
Wayback machine just in case lol:
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Reply To Othelo aka Comradekatara aka Grendelsmilf Aka Noelleakopian
Since the creature seems allergic to anyone replying to his/her/'it's complicated's trollings:
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A paragraph where is typical of your claimed metrics?
In a student essay perhaps, where you googled your half-arsed answer facts from, but in the case of social media, brevity and concision is key.
Which is where the 'sympathy for your audience' bit comes in. Penny beginning to drop yet, bumnugget?
It would help, also, if you knew the purpose of a paragraph, which is to place distinct ideas separate from each other in order to aid clarity.
Your piece was five sentences - two of them over forty words each, for plumbob's sake - of meandering word salad.
You couldn't even capitalise the start of your sentences, which is jarring for most normal readers (ie. people who aren't still licking their dessert plate past the age of ten).
Just saying ...
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Oh, by the way folks, Othelo = Comradekatara aka Grendelsmilf Aka Noelleakopian.
Funny how there's those on Dumblr with more accounts than actual working braincells ...
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lilyjigglypuff · 2 years
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- William Shakespeare. Othelo
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psikonauti · 2 years
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Othelo Gervacio
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cybersoldier82 · 9 months
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Imma keep it 100 im probably gonna retcon Othelo out of existence, her species will still be present she just wont be anymore.
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oldmisery · 2 years
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gt-pina · 2 years
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A drawing for my dear friend @titan-god-420
I draw their lovely oc Othelo (the giant alien) and his persona (tiny lad :) )
(TW because his blog is sfw vore)
(also art suggestions and request are always open !)
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imageticthings · 1 year
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Art detail by Othelo Gervacio
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coxinhadoce47-art · 1 year
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I fucking love this meme
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inveterade · 7 months
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Festival do Rio 2023: Othelo, o Grande e a Resistência Negra na Cinelândia
No mesmo dia vi dois filmes que traçam retratos históricos extremamente importantes. De um lado, um resistente cultural, um sobrevivente de tempos ainda mais preconceituosos que os atuais: Grande Othelo. Por outro lado, uma série nova, quente, puro fogo nos racistas: “Resistência Negra”, da Globoplay. Tudo aconteceu na última sexta-feira (13). A princípio, no fim da tarde, ocorreu a estreia…
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fatedefyd · 2 years
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   shhhshshsshhshsh you didn’t see these
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femmefatalegoth · 6 months
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Comfort {Sebastian Michaelis}
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A/n: So obviously I didn't write this now, it's actually part of one of my ✨️unfinished✨️books and it has nothing to do with Sebastian. But in honour of black butler season 4 announcement I thought I should post a little something. Obviously I know we know nothing about his past. Keep in mind that this takes place while Sebastian was still human. Anyways Enjoy
Pairings: Sebastian Michaelis x fem!reader
Warnings: gossiping, bad mouthing, hurt/comfort
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“Good morning, my love.” Sebastian said and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. A kiss on his lips was what he received in return before diving in the breakfast you had so kindly prepared for him. “Have you eaten?” 
  “I ate on my way back here. I bought three croissants.”
  “I suppose you went to the bakery near your house?” You took a deep breath before answering. That was when Sebastian knew something was wrong. 
  “No, actually I went to the bakery near the church.” His eyes farrowed at the sound of that. 
  “The church is further from here than your house. Why?”
  When you didn’t meet his stare, he set the trait aside, at the black wooden nightstand and with his right hand, made you turn your head to face him. You still averted his gaze though. 
Sebastian could see the pain and anger in your eyes. He had to learn what had happened!
  “Love?” you didn’t respond. “(y/n) look at me.” He took your hand, gently pulling you close so that your face was at the same level with his. Still, you hesitated.
Sebastian let his eyes travel to Othelo, your cat, who was now trying to reach the food trait. 
  “People are scared of us, Sebastian.” You whispered when he wasn’t looking. 
  His heart sank at the words. He knew that it would get to this point someday, but hearing it from your own lips was still painful. 
  His family, even though they were rich and bearing a very important title, didn’t have a good reputation in the village. Whispers and gossip didn’t mean anything to him. He had gotten used to them after having to deal with them throughout his entire childhood. Sometimes he even wondered why your family even let you play with him as kids. 
  Of course the main route of the problem was that damned cemetery. His grandfather had built their estate behind the cemetery for an unknown reason to him. That was the reason why most of the villagers called him and his late parents ‘The Haunted Family’. It had followed Sebastian and his family for as long as he could remember. Despite the wealth and power that his family held, they were always considered outsiders in the village. They lived in isolation, away from the rest of the community, and few people dared to cross the threshold of their grand estate. 
  But even though their neighbours kept their distance, they couldn't avoid the gossip and malicious rumours that circulated throughout the village. Some claimed that the estate was built on top of ancient burial grounds, and that the spirits of the deceased walked the halls at night. Others whispered that the family was cursed, and that any visitors who stayed too long would be haunted by the ghosts of past residents. 
Sebastian knew that none of it was true. He had lived there since he was a baby and nothing scary had happened. It was pure superstition. 
  Still, he couldn't help but wonder why his grandfather had chosen to build the estate so close to the cemetery. It was a strange decision, and one that had only brought trouble to their family. Sebastian knew that he couldn't change the past, but he could ensure that the future was different. He would never allow anyone to treat his future wife the same way his family had been treated for generations. He would break the cycle of fear and superstition that had plagued the ‘Haunted Family’ for too long.
    “They don't trust us. They think we're... dangerous.”
He drew you closer, holding you in his arms. “Don't listen to them,” he whispered. “We are happy together and that is all that matters.”
You nodded, resting your head against his chest. You felt safe and protected in his arms, and that was all that mattered. Sebastian would always be there to protect and support you, and together you could face anything.
  But no matter his warm embrace, the anger was still there. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t get the image of the ladies in the bakery whispering about you out of your mind. You would never forget the way this mother with her little son crossed the street the moment they saw you walking next to them. 
You had a vague idea of what this was about but the truth was that you didn’t care. You were simply angry and a small voice inside you screamed to let those people know that you were everything they whispered about. Just to see what would happen if you proved them right. 
  A witch. 
  The cursed wife. 
  Yet you said nothing. You just kept on walking with your back straightened and a cold expression on your face. And when it was time for you to open the cemetery gate, you turned around, raising a brow at the small group of women who followed you. 
  There was a pause, as if you were weighing the wisdom of speaking. “They say the screams of the ones who died due to the disease can be heard at night.” You didn’t know why you had said that, it wasn’t true, but a small smirk made its way on your face the moment you saw the terrified expressions on their faces.
  “(Y/n)?” Sebastian’s voice snapped you back to reality. “You look quite pale, love.” 
  “Hold me a little longer, Sebastian… please.” You responded right away, not wanting your beloved husband to get a better look at the angry look in your eyes. “Sebastian…” You finally whispered and raised your head to look at him. He gently rubbed your back as he held you close. “I'm sorry,” you whispered. “It's just... the things they say about me, about us, Sebastian. I can't let it get to me, but it feels like it's eating me up inside.” 
Sebastian didn't speak, he just continued to hold you close, offering a silent comfort that only he could give. But you didn’t mind. 
  “Don’t apologise, love. You are the kindest person I know. The most beautiful woman I have ever met and the smartest one. You are not what they say you are, you will never be.”
  You leaned your head against his shoulder, feeling a sense of calmness wash over you. You took a deep breath, inhaling his familiar scent, and then you finally allowed herself to relax in his arms. 
  For a moment, you forgot about the rumours and the whispers. Instead, you focused on the warmth of his embrace, on the steady beat of his heart, and the comfort of his love.
  The sound of his heartbeat was all that mattered to you at the moment. And it was all you could hear until Othello began meowing. You and Sebastian broke your hug and looked at the small kitten who was desperately trying to get between you. 
  “What does he want now?” Sebastian sighed, trying to hide the adoration for the small kitten. 
  You chuckled and leaned over to pick up the small kitten. “I think he wants attention.” You said, as Othello purred contentedly in your arms. 
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lilyjigglypuff · 2 years
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- William Shakespeare. Othelo
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