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one-strugling-bean · 2 years
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Okay so I just got to Clingy Duo's big argument before Tommy is exiled and I gotta say, c!Tommy is pissing me off so much.... It's great, I love it
So, even though it's been way too long since this arc happened and I am merely throwing words at a wall, I need to write down my personal opinion on this whole mess
So uh, on the affirmations that Tommy was 1) not acting selfishly, and 2) the only one to have compromised something for L'Manburg up until now, and the affirmation that Tubbo is getting closer to becoming the tyrant Schlatt was... (i read so many comments on the videos i watched about their argument claiming this):
(just warning that bellow are my unfiltered, biased opinions on this whole thing, so if you're very fond of Tommy, you might not agree very much with what i wrote)
((also, no, I don't hate Tommy, he just really annoyed me during his fight with Tubbo))
(((also also, don't take this too seriously, I literally just needed to write these thoughts down somewhere)))
-> Tommy is being super freaking selfish and Tubbo is definitely in the right here
Everyone has sacrificed things for L'Manburg already. It's like viewers are so fixated on the idea that Tommy is "the hero", that he's Theseus like Techno predicted, they forget everyone else has been fighting this whole time too.
Just during Schlatt's reign:
-Fundy sacrificed his relationship with his father and friends to become a spy
-Quackity sacrificed his power as vice-president (and if we go back to those days, Quackity did appreciate his position a lot, he used to be pretty power hungry too)
-Willbur sacrificed his goddamn sanity and consequently, his life
-Tubbo sacrificed months of himself as a person, working as a double spy for Pogtopia, putting his safety on the line /every single day/ just so he could give Willbur and Tommy the aid and info they wanted
-Literally every single other L'Manburg citizen? Who fought in the wars, laying down their lives for the country
If sacrificing something for the greater good is what makes someone a hero, then every single one of these people are heroes. Tommy is just one of many
The only things that separate Tommy from the others is Dream's ridiculous obssession with him and Tommy's own childish, reckless, irresponsible attitude
Everyone else is still doing their best rebuilding L'Manburg and trying to protect it, continuing on devoting themselves to the land they've fought so hard to keep. But Tommy has completely shed his "hero" skin already, and is back to being a reckless kid who doesn't think before acting and is ready to throw himself into a fire, causing trouble for petty reasons and playing with forces that are far beyond his reach, uncaring if that means he'll drag his friends down with him too.
Everyone is compromising. Everyone is giving up personal things for the greater good of the country. Even Dream is, to some extent. But Tommy is arguing - claiming he deserves a chance to "put himself first for a change" - as if he were the one single hero, the only one who's had to put aside personal things.
So yeah I'm sorry but no, Tubbo is not becoming corrupted - he is maturing, and growing into the best leader we have seen on this server yet, someone who cares about his people and is able to be level headed when problems arise. And he's still as loyal as ever too! It would be much safer for L'Manburg to exile Tommy from the start. But he still fought for Tommy's freedom. Only when it became the only viable option, did Tubbo truly consider the exile option.
Meanwhile, Tommy is indeed acting selfish. He is only thinking of his own self-interest, ignoring everyone else's needs (heck, ignoring their lives, who are at stake because of him!), disrespecting Tubbo not only as a superior but as a friend and a fellow comrade in battle, acting as if he were the only one who had to give something up, who had to endure things he didn't want to, as if he fought all those goddamn battles alone!
Tommy handing Dream the disks in favor of L'Manburg's independence all those months ago was supposed to be the turning point for him, where Tommy realised that no ammount of material objects, as emotionally attached to them as one could be, could ever compare to a human life (and loved lives at that).
But apparently he hasn't learnt that lesson yet.
And let's be honest, how many times has Tommy even listened to those discs anyway?? They are nothing but pieces of plastic, easily replaceable by others exactly the same, that, ever since Tommy has gotten them, have been collecting dust in someone else's Ender Chest. Tommy has no freaking use for those things, as sentimental items as they might be. They are useless and yet have been the cause of dozens of deaths and are the root of Dream's power over Tommy.
Can Tommy sacrificing his comrades, his whole country, for a couple of dusty discs that he doesn't use really be called anything but pure, petty selfishness? Sorry, but for me the answer is an easy no.
On another, less mad, note, daaaaamn everyone's acting was so good! Dream played off his part as the Big Bad Villain so goddamn well, I am amazed
And Tubbo too, his acting was phenomenal the whole stream! You could feel the hurt in his voice, the barely concealed anxiety over all that's happening, his anger at Tommy mixed with tons of worry for him, his fear of Dream, fear for L'Manburg, Tubbo forcing himself to stay strong and unbiased - like, jesus christ, it's so obvious this is the last thing he wants
Tommy was also great as usual but that I'm already used to - his face is really expressive too, it just adds even more emotion to each scene. He just knows how to entertain his audience
Anywayyy
In conclusion: this season has been super interesting so far and I can't wait to see how Timmy's exile will go, it will probably be chaotic as heck
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ganondoodle · 8 months
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i often really do feel like an .. unwanted part of the fandom, i dont draw beautiful landscapes, i have unpopular but strong opinions im constantly annoying about and rarely change, dont like/dont draw the pretty young popular twinks and hot gurls to fanboi over nor do i turn characters into one, the opposite moreso, draw only one ship no ones heard of really, got little energy to interact with the few people that are nice to me and send me asks so it probably looks like im ignoring everyone and unfortunately but still rarely get so stressed i get overwhelmed and emotional about pehaps seemingly minor things and spiral almost into a breakdown feeling super embarrassed about it afterwards but the damage is already done and i look like a freak or agressive weirdo
#ganondoodles talks#also probably sounds like self pity#but this feeling hits everytime i see a super popular artist be the popular cool artist#i am a little weird i know that and thats not somethign bad i think#but the internet never gets to see that much of me#i tend to write posts when i am at my worst bc it has to go somewhere#so the image it tells people is that im a weirdly strong opiniod freak that gets breakdowns over nothing#i also dont feel like im otherwise -cool tm- enough to balance that out#i dont think my art is as stylized or as inventive as others nor am i cool to interact with bc idk how to be cool to interact with#i feel double bad when i misstepped with someone i used to talk to bc of something stupid ... or just dont know what i did wrong#im guessing its especially when i am in that spiraling state of mind where i really am not myself tbh#it still feels very bad bc i feel like i can never make it up to anyone again#sorry i acted like a jerk my brain was exploding in emotions in a desperate attempt to deal with something idk how to deal with-#-and made me not act like myself but now i feel really dumb about it#doesnt sound like a good excuse#... i want to thank those that do stick with me#even if i acted strange sometimes- even if i disappointed sometimes- even when i couldnt keep a promise#there are little things that still make me angry at myself#like that one time i asked in the tags whod read as long as the end of them and if someone did shoudl send me an ask so id draw a lil thing#and i got two#and i kept trying to remeber oh shit i need to do that and forgetting again/not having energy for it in a loop#i still feel like a jerk about it but now its probably too late#i wish i could answer all asks i get but man my energy for that is always rock bottom#no matter how much i enjoy the ask#and i love getting asks!!!#im sorry :((
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kicktwine · 5 months
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Alphinaud and Alisaie is speedrunning breaking through every single layer ch'ari has, and the poor cat just wanna suffocate them in Every Fashion Possible
FASCINATING: weird feral cat starting to have feelings because some kids had one (1) feeling in his proximity
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You know, when I think about Arcane I can't help but think about the fact that I'm not a huge fan of how Vander handled things.
I mean his heart was definitely in the right place, he wanted to protect his children and his people, but to be honest there were moments where I felt like he was very confidently doing the wrong thing.
Specially in a child rearing sense. Now I just want to put it out there, that we the audience are shown a biased depiction of Vander.
Just about every scene he's in he's surrounded by his people who (mostly) look to him for protection, his children who adore him, or his enemies who are literal drug lord gang leader bad guys and corrupt policemen. Who are not humanized by the story until after his death.
For one there's Vi's pretty obvious eldest daughter syndrome, which Vander does nothing to try and curb. In fact I feel like in most of their scenes together Vander is treating this unhealthy dynamic as Vi being her sibling's leader and that she therefor needs to take more responsibility for them.
Even though I feel like Vander teaching Vi that way of thinking caused a lot of problems for all of the kids.
Sure it's great when your kids can work together, but there shouldn't be a pecking order among them, and if there is you shouldn't encourage it.
Vander fully expects Vi to take responsibility for Powder(which makes some level of sense considering she's 4-ish years younger than Vi), but also Mylo and Claggor, who are both the same age as her.
Meaning that if Vander trusts Vi to look after herself (and Powder) I feel like he should be able to trust Mylo and Claggor to look after themselves.
Vi should not be saddled with the responsibility of being in charge of her siblings, who are literally the same age as her.
If Vander is going to be reprimanding Vi for getting into trouble, he should be getting on to Mylo and Claggor just as much.
Sure Mylo and Claggor mention that Vander is going to be upset, but it's very obvious that the majority of the responsibility rests on Vi's shoulders.
Which, sure they look up to Vi and listen to what she has to say and what she thinks they should be doing.
But if it's to the point where Vander thinks it's gotten to the point that they will literally blindly follow Vi into dangerous situations because she said so. Then I feel like it's time for Vander to have a sit down with the rest of his kids and have the very important "Thinking for yourself" talk.
It's- You can't raise your children to just blindly follow their oldest sibling their entire life, and raise the oldest child to be the caretaker of the rest of their siblings their entire life.
Yeah, Vi needs to think things through a bit more, because the other kids look up to her a lot, and will go along with whatever her plans are, because they think she knows what she's doing and they trust her.
But also the other kids need to know how to assess things for themselves, rather than just blindly follow whatever it is Vi says, no matter how much they look up to her.
Like this man fully thinks that his 15 year old daughter, who clearly has problems with her temper and being impulsive herself, should also be responsible for her two adoptive brothers who are functionally the same age as her [one with a pretty obvious superiority/inferiority complex], alongside her younger sister who already has problems of some kind of anxiety.
Mylo and Claggor are just fully not held to the same standard as Vi in spite of being the same age, and literally getting into the exact same trouble. Their choice to go along with what Vi planned, is put onto Vi's shoulders when it shouldn't be, because if Vi is old enough to know better in Vander's mind, so are Mylo and Claggor.
If it was just Powder I could somewhat understand. She's younger, more impressionable, she idolizes Vi, she's not as strong or fast as the other three and if Vi forgot that at some point Powder could have gotten left behind or hurt.
You know the general "You need to be a good role model for your younger sibling because they look to you for guidance" stuff.
Like the fact that Vi feels the need to fight Piltover in order to secure a better life for Powder in Act 1 tells me so much just how parentified Vi is when it comes to Powder's care.
Which I do think originated from before Vander adopted the girls, to be fair to Vander. Vi gives off the vibe of looking after Powder having always been her responsibility.
To be unfair to Vander, I don't think he did anything to try and undo Vi's over responsible and over protective mindset when it came to Powder after adopting them.
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scratching92 · 8 months
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My favorite part of GMing is inserting dumb jokes into throwaway details.
In a Lancer game I'm running today the players will have the opportunity to peruse a marketplace aboard a space station that includes such products as "Silent Period Nestorian Pottery", "Ethically-sourced Hearthian Jewellery", and a full box set of the Karrakin historical-military drama "Shattered Dreams: A Tale of the Glass Brigade".
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rainbow--skies · 2 months
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Fandom culture on other sites is mindboggling to me because I just saw an Insta post complaining about people’s redesigns and reimaginings of characters, and it was already an annoying ass post that people were making more annoying, but the craziest part to me is people in the comments were genuinely trying to call queer headcanons that get added on sometimes fetishization 😭
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tails-boogie-board · 1 year
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It's my 100th post! It means nothing but I'm sentimental so have some baby!Tails. This one is a bit older, it takes place before the other Chaotix one with Charmy. It also explains why he and Sonic were there in the first place
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"Nope." Vector said, casually throwing out Sonic's only real lead. "We aren't investigating anything this weird and last we saw him, he was normal. No idea what happened to him."
With a huff, Sonic dropped the orange box on Vector's desk anyway and rolled his shoulder. It was some machine, with Tails' logo in the corner and more importantly, a sticky note with 'vector chaotix tomorow. grab tweezers' still stuck to it.
"Which was?" Sonic asked.
"About 2 days ago." Vector said, and the timeline matched up, "Tails was helping us out. The car got... uh"
"The cops took it!" Charmy announced from the floor, not looking up from his crayons.
"It wasn't the cops." Espio said, sharpening a kunai.
"Uh, yea they were. They had badges 'n everything."
"That didn't make them the police."
"But when we pretended to be cops, we had badges."
Vector sighed, looking up from his desk as the two argued behind him and gestured to the lump of technology.
"It got impounded when we were helping out with Eggman. Tails was givin' us a hand getting it back."
At his name, Tails flew up to the desk to hover next to Sonic. He was holding his drawing close to his chest, but eyed the machine hungrily.
"They always take stuff!"
Vector scooched to the side to give the kid room to land, but Tails just circled curiously.
"He was supposed to stop by yesterday, but we figured something was up." Behind him, Charmy was slowly rising to be taller than Espio.
"That doesn't always mean they're cops, Charmy!"
Tails looked between Sonic and the table and then down at his paper. He dropped to the ground and walked over and Sonic dropped to a crouch instantly.
"What's up, buddy?"
Tails' big eyes got even bigger and he stared up at his brother in awe and Sonic smirked. Rocking on his feet, the kit used his paper to hide his smile before he shook himself down to the tips of his tails.
"Here."
He pushed his drawing at Sonic, not looking away and Sonic inspected the back of the paper for a second longer than he wanted to admit before he took it.
"Hey! Remember what I said, if you throw crayons, he can throw kunai."
And Sonic had seen enough blueprints in his life not to recognize it, even if this one was in crayon. It was for some kinda plane and Sonic's grin softened, Tails never really changed. There was arrows pointing to potential improvements, probably.
His own name grabbed his attention, and on top of the plane was him, with Tails in the cockpit. They were both smiling and he was pretty sure that it was Angel Island in the background, and the Master Emerald wasn't the large red dot on it.
He looked up from the paper and Tails bashfully ducked behind a Tail. Sonic pulled him into a one arm hug and after a second, mused his fur, it was still kit soft. Tails squirmed to get away and Sonic leaned into him, holding him down with his weight, the drawing safely in the air.
The kit dropped to the floor and Sonic followed, hitting his quills on the desk.
Tails. baby. shorter. Right.
"No! No one throws anything, capache?"
He groaned and there was a victorious giggle above him. Sonic rolled over onto his back, picture clutched to his chest. Tails was hovering above him and shot him a thumbs up before he finally fell to temptation and landed on the desk. Taking a moment to collect himself, Sonic looked at the picture again and at the one star in the clouds.
Rolling to his feet, Tails bare twitched an ear. He was busy messing with the thing -though it was technically his so Sonic figured it was fine.
Vector had Charmy under one arm and Espio's wrist in another and they were both arguing. Vector's headphones slipped and bass filled the air and Charmy yelled louder in response.
The desk beeped and all noise stopped.
Sonic's shoulders hiked and he was a step away from grabbing Tails and bolting before he caught up to himself. Tails looked surprised too and pulled away from the machine. A green light was on, but otherwise it looked the same.
"It's doing some weird stuff." Charmy said, floating closer.
Tails pressed the button again and the light turned off.
Espio leaned in close and looked at the machine, Tails pressed the button again and the light flickered on.
"I assume it is some sort of an EMP or it causes some equal disturbance."
Charmy laughed, "Bet it would take off the boot, no problem."
Vector pushed Charmy away and nodded at Tails who cheerfully turned the machine off.
"Hey Sonic, up for some fun?"
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snowyfrostshadows · 1 year
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It's all fun and games until it isn't
#dumb doodles#master m au#1) i think it'd be neat if he tagged along with the other minions sometimes not to help but to follow around the hero(s) to make them laugh#the princess and the green guy are doing this hero thing all WRONG#they should be happy and smile because that's what heros are supposed to DO#the turtle gets it; he seems thrilled as heck during all this#plus....there's just something extra annoying about greenie not enjoying being the main hero and being so /miserable/ looking....#2) ....does. anyone else think mario might... subconsciously internalize his image as a hero?#like; don't get me wrong; he loves helping others and is by default; a happy lil guy#but...it probably is a lot of pressure to be that constant rock and source of comfort#he's probably mostly okay with it and it probably doesn't cross his mind to be resentful or bitter about always being the hero#there's just this small small; easily ignorable part of him that's tired of it#that the mister m persona brings to the forfont in a kinda ugly way if you crack that mask hard enough#in other words; if he drops the smile; then i think his more bitter thoughts and feelings he hides both as mario and master m#are a bit more...obvious if that makes sense#ANYWAYS THOSE BOYS ARE GONNA NEED SOME THERAPY AFTER THIS#3) i. honestly forgot if the mimi fight was before or after the first mr. l one lmao#i just wanted to do some silly puns before the sucker punch#anyways; it's an au; luigi probably isn't collecting hearts in the proper order chaotic lil man he is#super mario#mario#luigi
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hollowsart · 1 year
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Scenario.
Acedia is sitting in the bar where Quentin works, a boy begins to bother the poor friendly neighbor female sloth and Quentin came to the rescue her
-cracks knuckles-
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The back of the small restaurant in a simple modest booth is where Acedia liked to sit whenever she visited. It was quiet and out of the way, she liked the spot near the window. Sometimes she came with a friend, but most visits she came alone. Bringing only her phone and bag and nervously ordering the same thing.
She was quiet, shy, and didn't think too highly of her appearance.. so it came as a surprise when a stranger slid himself across the table into the booth with her. A drink in his hand and a smile, too. He tried to have a friendly tone, but there was a distinct lilt to it that said otherwise.. as did the tingle of her senses as she was jolted back to reality and out of her thoughts by his presence.
A stranger.. she didn't like this situation. Her anxiety was screaming to leave and nothing had even happened..
Yet.
The stranger greeted her, asked her questions of what her name was, what she was doing alone, questions that she didn't want to answer. Questions that only made her more uncomfortable. Had this been any other situation or location the questions and sudden appearance would have been normal, more so had she been someone else entirely.
She squirmed back away into the back of her seat, gripping the table. She opted to stay silent, but that seemed to spur the man on, making his ask again, but with a bit more frustration.
Acedia knew she could easily take the man on, but she was too scared and didn't want to make a scene.. but her nerves were on fire and she wanted to cry, feeling so useless and not knowing how else to handle the situation. To make this man leave her alone. She just wanted to have lunch in peace.. Just is her luck that life finds a way to deny her as simple a pleasure as this.
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The same patron came in again, sat in the same spot and ordered the same thing, too. She'd become a regular at this point, for how often enough she came. Without fail it was always when he was working there, Beck thought to himself as he cleaned up a table. Picking up plates, bowls, and cups and placing them on his tray to take back into the kitchen. He glanced back over his shoulder in the direction of the woman before making his way toward the kitchen to dispose of the dirty dishes.
It didn't appear she was waiting for someone, with her phone in hand and a calm look on her face. Beck thought about it, about going over and checking on her.. but why would he do that? It's not really like he liked.. err.. knew her. She was just a random customer, nothing more. Although.. he felt an air of familiarity with her. It made no sense to him, though, as he was sure he'd never met her before.
When he came back out to tend to more empty tables, it was like instinct to glance her way.. and he paused. There was someone else there in the booth with her. He'd never seen her with any man before.. Beck averted his gaze and got to work clearing the next table. He shook his head as he picked up a plate and cup and moved on to the next table over, his thoughts moving on as well.
Why did he feel concerned about who she was with? She was no more than a stranger to him as he was to her, surely.
As he moved on to his third table, closer to the back, he heard it. The one-sided conversation happening in the booth.
"Come on~ Can't a guy get a cute girl's number~? And a name? I've told you mine, I’m not a stranger anymore, am I? Hehe."
"..I.. What? J-just 'cause you told me your name doesn't mean I know you.. I'm not.. I'm not givin' you that information.. Please.. Leave me alone.."
Yeah.. To heck with it. If there was one thing Beck hated, it was this. He wasn't going to stand for this. He dropped the tray of dirty dishes and waltzed over to the booth with a well practiced customer service grin, and a bow for flair as he looked between the two.
"Hello, hello. I will be your server for this evening! Is everything alright over here? Sir? ..Madame?"
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Acedia noticed Beck coming over and sat straighter, on alert. Oh gosh, she wasn't alone now. She could ask for help. Her eyes darting toward him several times as her thoughts raced with what she needed to say. However, the stranger beat her to it just as soon as she opened her mouth and lifted a finger.
"Yeah, we're all good. Can you get me a refill? Thanks." His tone was annoyed as he jerked his empty cup of ice toward the waiter. Acedia shrunk back down with a quiet whine.. Embarrassed by the situation, the way this man was acting in front of the waiter whom she.. Well.. She couldn’t really say.
"...Certainly." Beck's smile dropped as did his jolly tone as he looked down and took the cup. Swiping it from the man's hand and, just before he turned to leave, he looked toward Acedia and winked when she looked back.
Acedia gripped the table harder and bit her lip, looking away and out the window beside her. There was so much happening, she didn't know what was going on or why, but her company had left and it was just her and this stranger once again. Why didn't this guy just leave? Her heart was dropping and racing, her throat tightening as her nerves fried.
The man was clearly more frustrated with her now, he didn't want to take no for an answer, no matter how polite she tried to be about it. He kept pushing for responses and she kept pushing down her intense desire to just cry. It was a silly response to this situation, but she was beginning to not care.
The man reached a hand out to try and take her own. She pulled away and moved back, pressing as far as she could go into the pleather plush seating. This only made him angry.
"Why are you playing hard to get? Stop running away from me! Women these days! Can't you see I'm interested--?!"
"Can't you see that she's not?"
The stranger was cut off by the refilled drink being dumped on him. Beck had returned (when did he do that? She hadn't noticed at all) much to Acedia's surprise and joy. Quickly she swiped her things and clambered out and away from the booth, shuffling behind Beck. Although she hated to make a scene, she'd run out of cares to give at this point, just relieved to get away from that man.
Beck carefully held a hand behind him as comfort of her. His full attention on the man, now fuming mad, still in the booth. Acedia looked down at it and thought a moment before gently taking hold.
"I am afraid I will have to ask you to leave. Causing trouble for our customers will not be tolerated. Should you choose to remain we will have no choice but to contact authorities."
The stranger didn't like that. He tried to play it cool, but quickly switched to playing the victim, pushing the blame off himself.
"I was just trying to have a nice conversation with this lovely little lady when you came along and ruined everything! You're just some busboy, but you can't even do your job right! I have half a mind to report you--"
Acedia held tighter, really wanting this guy to just leave.. or at least for her to get away from this mess. Beck noted this and simply turned to escort her to the door, ignoring the other man entirely as he proceeded to yell now.
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They stepped outside as the other staff came out to further diffuse the situation and take care of the unruly patron. He pulled her over out of the way of the entrance and looked at her, glancing down at their hands between them.
"I'm.. really sorry about that." Beck started, "Don't worry about payin' anything, I'll handle it. Are you.. alright?"
Acedia flinched, letting go of his hand and quickly darting her eyes away. She adjusted her glasses and he brought the now free hand up to rub at his neck as she responded.
"Ah, yeah! Y-Yes! Thank you.. Sorry about all that.."
"Nah, don't worry about it, I've dealt with worse." Out of a nervous habit he put on a voice and placed his hands on his hips in a way, “A guy like that ain’t nothin’ when you’ve worked in service long enough. nah, nah, with my experience I bet I could even take on that human rhino, too, no sweat!”
She couldn’t help the bubbly laughter, she cursed herself internally, but he just smiled at the sound, relieved. An odd silence fell between them, the only sounds now being the dying commotion inside and bustle of the city outside.
"Hey.. Uh," Acedia looked up as Beck broke the silence, "don't go anywhere, I'll, um, I'll be right back, okay? Okay." Curious.. she watched as he ducked back inside, confused by his odd actions.. She knew who he was. Who he really was, but he didn’t know.. didn’t recognize her without her mask. So his behavior was quite different from what she knew of him when he wore the cape and fishbowl helmet. It fascinated her. She’d be lying if she said it wasn’t the reason she kept coming back to this place.
He didn't know why he was doing this.. but there was something about her.. He couldn't just let her go without something. He just couldn’t let her leave on a bad note like that. Not her or any other customer for that matter.. he told himself in attempt to deny himself any civilian connections.. but he just couldn’t help himself.
It didn't take long before he returned, however, a to-go cup in hand. She perked up at this, slipping her phone quickly back into her pocket as she carefully took it. Before she could even ask about a straw he held up his empty hands, smiling knowingly as he waved and flicked his hands to make a straw appear from presumably nowhere at all.
“It’s on the house.” He held it out to her and she smiled, taking it with her free hand, uttering a quiet 'thank you' as she did.
"Ah, wait, hold this please-!" She quickly handed the items back to him and began to dig in her bag for her wallet when he took them again. "H-here!"
Beck looked down at the small offering of cash then back up to her, "What's this for? You keep it, I can't--"
"No, I can't just leave without paying for something, a-at least let me pay you for this.. please?" She insisted, taking back her cup.
Beck hesitated, but sighed and took the cash with a smile nonetheless. Turning back toward the door as he handed off the straw.
"You're an odd one." She smiled at that, "I gotta get back inside now, you have a good day.. Miss.” Nodding his head as he opened the door to go back.
"You, too, and thanks. Sorry again, for the trouble."
He paused in the door to look at her a moment, smiling before he slipped back inside and letting her go on her way.
"No trouble at all."
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faevi · 5 months
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i can’t help but get so frustrated that i am constantly getting headaches when the weekend begins because it prevents me from writing, when i just wanna write 🤠
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stillresolved · 1 month
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the way i kinda want some angst (and maybe a few more partners/new dynamics) but then also feel kinda bad for wanting them 🥲
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shopcat · 3 months
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also i'm going to go ahead and say making a 2014 You Are Valid style post telling people they're good people 🥺 even if they don't boycott simple things that they 100% can live without or didn't participate in any striking or support zionist celebrities blindly or don't talk/share/try to learn about palestine at all is the most ridiculous chronically online behaviour ever and you should probably delete your account. and die. making a validation post to soothe people's worries doesn't count when the thing they're feeling is their FUCKING CONSCIENCE? insane
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yellowocaballero · 2 years
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i saw disney brand she hulk shampoo at walwart last week and my first thought after ugh capitalism was haha nice mens rea reference
I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT
I had completely forgotten that the She-Hulk show was coming out at all, mostly in self-defense, and when the trailer came out just as I was starting to post the story I was big :O. This does somewhat ruin the joke of having an obscure character like She-Hulk partnering up with the obscure character Moon Knight, since with Disney+ shows they are very much no longer obscure, but maybe it still works because it looks bad. And it's double hilarious that my jokes about She-Hulk's beauty line leaked into irl lmfao.
Although I do have to say - although it is TREMENDOUSLY WEAK and VERY COWARDLY and OBJECTIVELY DUMB how skinny they made her look, I disagree with people saying that she should just look like the Hulk with a ponytail. That's really not the point of She-Hulk. It's important that She-Hulk is very, very conventionally attractive. That she is tall and buff, yeah, but wears all the slinkiest dresses and the highest heels and is constantly having casual sex and sips martinis with the girls. I talked about this in the fic, but if the Hulk is all about Bruce's hidden undesirable authentic self, then She-Hulk is all about Jen's publicly desirable inauthentic self. The Hulk is who Bruce really is - angry and childish - while She-Hulk is who Jen wishes she could be. She's wish fulfillment for Jen, which means that she is hot and confident and a sex goddess and everything. Up for debate about how interesting this is, but it's very much the character.
I feel like Disney+ is gonna give some kind of "be yourself!" moral to this story, but the She-Hulk story deeply does not lend itself to a "be yourself!" moral. That is never the point and that's never the stage she reaches. It's more like she's always running from something, and she keeps on filling up that emptiness with superheroism and Law and Order and Avengerness. In the comics she did eventually learn that although She-Hulk does have a lot of really amazing value to her, Jen Walters can have value too. It's not that She-Hulk is bad, it's just that she's not all there is to Jen. Fun!! Cool Mens Rea reference!!
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genekies · 4 months
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screaming in the club
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time for another vent in tags
#so i was joking and i thought it came through but im also dumb and autistic and my jokes dont always cross. sO#i was joking about one of my roomates not seeing Nightmare Before Christmas before bc i was showing 2 of them my picture vinyl of it and whe#n one of them said they never saw it i said “but you were a loser on tumblr in the 2010s wdym” and their fiance was just rude to me and i th#ought it was clearly a joke but ig not and they lowley attacked me for it? im just?? i tried to clarify that i was joking and they know im a#utistic. hell the one i was joking to is also autistic but idk so now i feel like utter shit especially after all i did today thst juet drai#ned me. ive been trying to fix our 2nd shower. i had a meeting. i had an extremely hard therapy session. and i showered today. its been hell#like i am trying to get thru relapsing on SH and my ED and ofc they dont know but that shit made it worse and i dont want to say anything bc#then ill feel like im guilt tripping? idk but im also super nervous about a HRT appmt i have coming up and i cant afford it and we have no#food in the house i can eat rn and no one has gone shopping. i cant go shopping either bc i cant drive/dont have a car. and its making it#harder to help get back on track with eating when theres nothing for me to eat? so everything is fucking amazing right now.#the only meals i could POSSIBLY have and all claimed by the one roommate i was joking with. it all takes up half our freezer too so thats#fucking awesome. all this food for one person and none that i can eat or the other vegan in the house can eat. i have been hungry for DAYS.#all there has been for me to eat is cup ramen and grilled cheese. AND SOMEONE WHO WASNT FUCKING VEGAN ATE ALL THE VEGAN CHEESE IM GENUINELY#SO PISSED OFF? like dude yall have your own cheese wtf#the thing is its already really hard for me to tell when i am actually hungry bc of years of ignoring it so when i actually feel it and ther#es nothing it really gets to me. im so tired and idek where my EBT card is to get myself something. its all just so much.#i just want to lay in my bed and sleep for days. but i cant. i have too much shit to do. like even just tomorrow i have to clean the#bathroom. mop the kitchen. do dishes. shovel snow. and just generally take.care of shit because since we have 2 roomates MIA right now and#no one else wanted to do shit i had to step up and i am STRUGGLING. i have been for a while. the thing is everyone that didnt sign up for sh#it didnt have much going on besides probable seasonal depression#i relapsed. have debilitating mental health. i can barely get out of bed before 4 pm. and i have to take care of myself and my cat.#im so close to snapping on them at this point#i need the one roommate i actually like to come back or i swear i will lose my shit. hes only been gone for 6 days but HOLY SHIT#everything has gone to shit#vent over ig im going to sleep soon. still hungry if i cant find something.
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emypony · 5 months
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#damn babygirl i wish people checked up on me more#this self conscious catgirl is so tired#sometimes i WISH people just came into my dms to ask me if im ok#i do it constantly to others because i hope theyre not as sad as i am feeling in that moment#genuinely afraid to have made someone feel bad and drive them away from me#and omg i feel nyself running thin again just bc im afraid to lose the interactions we have altogether because i cant process certain media#in a healthy way whatsoever and i get super hung up on thinfs that really dont matter that much in the end#YEAH IM RAMBLING IT'S 5:30 AM AND I COULD BE SLEEPING RIGHT NOW BUT INSTEAD IM JUST CRYING FOR A STUPID REASON!!#i think ive only had one person check up on me based off the vibes in chat i gave off alone in the past couple of months#which was baffling and surreal btw and i think it broke something within me#it came from someone i wouldve never expected to even notice because sometimes it feels like its such a vast difference between us#i sometimes even wonder how are we friends in the first place#like do i even deserve to call this person my friend do they feel like that? or are we just discord acquaintances?#anyway all this just made me sad and my dumb ass is crying and yearning to be loved by my online peers thats all lol. meows pathetically#idk i guess i just.want to hear / see it more rather than just teying to tell myself that over and over hoping im not deluding myself abt i#personal#sorry for the emotions dump idk whats wrong with me tonight actually#me having to come to terms with the reality that i actually have a following and this might get boticed by more than 2 ppl#bc not everyone follows 3k blogs like i am :skull emoji: yknow#im probably gonna delete later because im actually a super self conscious person to the point i get nauseatingly anxious about it holy shit#i dont vent often and im 120% keeping it in but when i do oh boy#the dam bursts and im left like a sopping wet dog on the floor looking like a sad blob#which i am feeling like right now!#vent#emy rambles#ALSO LIKE THIS ISNT TO SAY IM NOT GRATEFUL FOR MY FRIENDS OMG I AM#k really am#sometimes its still like. idk. unbelievable to me that people are genuinely interacting with me and the things i write or headcanon#and i shouldn't expect them to know whats wrong with me or if i feel bad if i dont say it or communicate that to them#but yknow one can yearn
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girlscience · 6 months
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I need to go to the gym. Maybe if I sweat enough it will make my brain shut up.
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