#there’s probably a better way to phrase what I meant but you get the idea (I hope)

[crow-in-springtime]

Gals when characters die and are killed in a retelling of Hamlet:

#anyway I’m still reading tkois and Ben just shot Paul. I’m choosing to still be in denial that Ben and Lia will die though. because they #will not. they will LIVE and they will TALK and they will be HAPPY. #<- ok shit the denial is more extreme than I thought it would be. #anyway. I’m not a big fan of the “plot twist” and some aspects of this book are just like…ehhh. #but I’m compelled nonetheless and so we press on. #there’s probably a better way to phrase what I meant but you get the idea (I hope) #do I tag this as hamlet? it’s related to hamlet even if it’s not directly about hamlet. but it also kinda is directly about hamlet #eh whatever #hamlet #the king of infinite space #ben dane #paul brahms #<- no idea if those tags exist but they do now! #ky’s gallery

[grendel-menz]

What are your opinions on "cottage core"?

Hmmm… I dislike it. I do think most of the people interacting with the aesthetic don’t reflect or know how fantasies like that function and what they’re rooted in.

When you look at past settler colonial projects, the promise of beautiful land and a simple, free life were used to market (there’s probably a better way to phrase this, and better people who have) the project of it all. I feel its modern rendition still does in many ways.

There is no simple, easy, and pretty farm life of flowers and fields and bread unless there’s exploited labor, and I also don’t like the idea of people thinking about ‘untouched’ land as a thing that exists beyond white fantasy. Someone has to put in the hours of consistently pulling weeds and cleaning coups and the thousand other things those sort of lifestyles require, and it looks very very different from what cottagecore promises - unless there’s someone faceless and unspoken doing all that labor while those girls in their tea party dresses and sun hats frolic around day after day. In the woods and on the farm you get some beautiful moments, but they don’t look like that unless your simply visiting or distant from the dirt.

This also just might be personal bias from my experience of going from farm to college, but I do feel some of the people who lean heavily into the aesthetic have a deep distaste for the people actually living in the rural areas they want to homestead. If you want to live with the chickens you’ve named and the goats you’ve bottle babied you’ll eventually have to talk to someone broke with an accent. Rural poverty and how the people living in it are perceived, especially in the US, is a huge issue and something I could talk about for days tbh.

I’ve got to go to work but idk! If there’s other questions about this sort of thing I’m down to answer, I’m a talker at the end of the day. This also isn’t meant to rain on parades, just telling how it see it!

#asks

[ddarker-dreams]

Yan Chrollo x F Reader.

Companion piece to Idée Fixe.

(A journal entry that will never see the light of day, for it is meant to rot in darkness. Even the amoral owner is bound to agree with this).

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, Chrollo is creepy hooooly shit (he needs a hobby), and religious imagery. Word count: 1k.

I have become hopelessly smitten with a woman who is, for lack of a better word, strange. 

She tells me she’s “probably agnostic, because that word sounds cooler than atheist”, while often exemplifying the religious doctrine she grew up in. She condemns herself for qualities she’d pardon in others. She’ll get excited over the most mundane things, such as pigeons, or when her rewards add up enough to get her favorite drink for free. I’m allowed to steal a certain amount before she stares at me, not quite comfortable enough to express her dissatisfaction verbally, yet undoubtedly pondering the perfect string of words to avoid offending me. 

The extent of her consideration for others is perplexing. There is no advantage to be gained by placating strangers, though her insistence on the matter would almost convince you otherwise. She never says “you’re welcome”, it’s always “of course”, as if the act of going so far out of her way is expected of her. If not that phrase, she’ll say “it’s no problem”, on the off chance the individual may think they burdened her. 

She’s strange, yes, but we’re alike in many ways, so I wonder what that’d make me. 

I’ve taken on innumerable roles throughout the years. I know how to judge the weight of my every word. My motivation for doing so is self-serving in nature. People, to me, are locks that require the right combination to crack. From what I can tell, she’s come to realize this too. Instead of pursuing this advantage, she shies away from it. Originally, I thought it was nothing more than people-pleasing, but it goes beyond that. She loves humanity, the same humanity I deem worthless. It’d be easier for me to understand if there was an ulterior motive. Alas, that'd be doing her a major injustice.

My initial intrigue in her was nothing more than a passing fancy. I had time to pass, and she just happened to be in the vicinity, reading a book I’m partial to. I thought I’d give her a few minutes of my time and then be on my way. Presently, however, If I believed in fate, I’d go so far as to say our paths were destined to cross. She is every part of myself that has died a slow death. Optimism, empathy, passion… they mix together to form the essence of her being. 

I didn’t intend to give her so much of my time. She became indispensable to me before I realized what was happening. In retrospect, perhaps I knew deep down that this was the type of person I’d been looking for. Someone I’d struggle between wanting to ruin or preserve. I erred toward the former at first. If I didn’t wake her from her naïve reverie, another would inevitably come down the line and do it themselves. The mere concept was unforgivable. 

As time passed, it became clear she wasn’t living in a dreamlike state, but was perfectly aware of her surroundings and the people who inhabit them. This left me at an impasse. How do you destroy someone who has already annihilated and rebuilt themselves? There are ways, yes, yet no longer did the idea appeal to me. I wanted something new from her, though the specifics alluded me. What I did know, however, was that this strange woman would touch many lives for the better. 

This was a constant torment. I’d have to go about my business, knowing full well she’s making others smile, laugh, and otherwise brightening their day elsewhere. My chest would become impossibly tight whenever I fixated on this. She holds qualities people are inevitably drawn to. She is radiance incarnate, so easy to adore. A light like that is visible far and wide.

When I pressed back against her dearly held beliefs, instead of fading, she burned ever brighter.

I know she feels it too — this invisible rope that binds us. She’ll happily talk to me for hours, even when I forgo superficial charm and express slivers of my depravity. She sees it, acknowledges it, and seeks me out all the same. I find myself talking more than I meant to when she’s around. She challenges me, interestingly enough. Her arguments often have holes and aren’t by any means polished, but she cuts to the heart of things. 

She is my personal torment. I want every inch of her for myself. Her unique mind, heart, soul… would it be enough? Could I stop there? Or would I keep going, taking more and more, until we were essentially one flesh? 

It’s by her recommendation I’m writing any of this down. She said “I am in desperate need of intensive therapy” and sent some links to her recommendations. I’m inclined to give in to her requests since she asks for so little, but that might be the one I have to refuse. I cannot recall the last time I met someone this amusing, if ever. The inner workings of her pretty little head are a mystery I long to unravel.

Displeased as I am to admit it, a day will pass when she no longer looks at me the way she does now. My true identity can’t go unknown forever, the revelation is inevitable. Still, I won’t let her go. My grip will only grow tighter. If her ire is my penance for possessing her entirely, then I’ll accept the sentence and chip away at it over time. Emotions are transient. With the right encouragement, I can guide her back to my arms, even if she considers the embrace a scourge. 

When we first met, she said something that has taken permanent residence in my mind. 

“So long as I can say I helped one person, that’s good enough for me.” 

This was always bound to be my benediction and her condemnation. 

From that moment onward, her life was mine to do with as I please. There are many far more worthy of her than I, which is why I’ll never give them the chance. I’ll deprive the world of her vibrancy. It could become engulfed in eternal darkness, and still, I’d happily refuse to give her back. Let them lament, weep, and gnash their teeth.

In my youth, I set out to be the greatest villain. Never have I been more willing to carry out the actions befitting such a lofty title. 

This is the curse of a wicked man’s love, [First] [Last]. Revisit your religion and pray fervently. For only a god could save you from the future I’ve planned for us. 

#yes he probably wrote this with an ink and quill by an oil lamp #chrollo x reader #yandere chrollo x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #hxh x reader #yandere hxh x reader #my stuff

[sgiandubh]

So in other words, you agree, Sam and Cait are not very good actors as exemplified by the scene being them and not Beauchamp and Fraser. On that, agreed. She might be a C actor, he's definitely a D

Dear Beauchamp and Fraser Anon,

I suspect you might be a returning one, by the way, hoping to catch me unprepared with a very cheap sophism. Check this concept on Wikipedia if you wish, but I will give you my definition: manipulated or derailed logic, i.e. formally sustainable, but in reality just a fallacy; or, if you prefer, a bunch of crap, just for the sake of it. Also, it would be wise not to try these cheap tricks on someone trained to work with words and doing so every single day: you might find no satisfaction, ultimately.

Fun fact: I don't agree with any single word you just wrote. Sam and Cait are very good and gifted actors. Both of them. They did wonders with a very inconsistent script and under barbaric public pressure. What dragged you in here, Anon? Mrs. Gabaldon's florid, even luxuriant prose? What kept you in here, Anon? Blood and sperm and rape galore? I should wish you were honest, at least for once in your life, and let your answer be 'not really'.

What I meant by that phrase was something very simple: the actors' life experience deeply informing and sublimating their performance. If you think real and creative lives are strictly separate affairs in any intellectual endeavor, then you are probably completely unfamiliar with anything remotely related to writing, singing, playing (an instrument), acting, composing or painting. All these are akin to magic and all of the above are a summoning of sorts: ask any 'content creator', you will probably get a very similar answer. In Cait and Sam's case, their real life story nurtures and elevates their acting, despite people like you.

I am not an actor myself, but a long time ago it was acting that liberated me and taught me to not be afraid of anything. I did not make a living out of it, but I will always have the tools making me able to access that very special energy, any time I should need it. So, I can only offer you an educated opinion of These Two:

C is a very, very good actress. She is classy, sophisticated and knows instinctively how to occupy a stage or a set. She worked and progressed a LOT since Season 1, when it took me a good while to warm up to her. Add to this what I think is arresting beauty. Not really a C-level, in my book.

S is a wonderfully gifted actor who, unlike C, does not have any idea of this potential and, to be honest, gives the impression to even not care about it. He singlehandedly dominated some of the most difficult moments of the series (that unwatchable Wentworth episode comes to mind). His mastery of the Stanislavski and Lecoq methods and techniques is excellent. He is likeable, personable and has an innate emotional intelligence, helping him navigate and compensate the weaknesses of (yes, I insist!) an often insufficient script. I have already written about it, with arguments, when I found some very interesting parallels between The Fiery Cross episode and Laurence Olivier's performance in Shakespeare's Henry V. I will say it again: this guy has been grossly miscast, spare for JAMMF.

Perhaps you are unfamiliar with the whole preparation and rehearsal process when producing a movie or a series or a theatre show. These people don't just learn their lines by heart and turn up for readings and rehearsals. They also read and watch a lot of things that could help them build better, more credible characters. But what makes the sometimes very subtle difference between a decent performance and a stellar one is the amount of themselves they allow inside their acting. And in this respect, I think Sam and Cait have been very lucky, in what is a very clear case of Art (instinctively) imitating Life.

I doubt this answered your question and to be honest, I don't care.

#anon #fandom #shitshow

[mysticheathenn]

How Are You Outgrowing Your Oldself?

Hi, Hexlings!

This pick-a-card reading is about who are you becoming by releasing your old self and the many blessings that come with releasing your old self. This is a Patreon Reading for all tiers.

Remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to seek professional help and is for entertainment purposes.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Who are you now? Tarot: 4 of Cups, Death, 8 of Swords, Queen of Wands (reversed), 5 of Wands, Ace of Swords (reversed)

This is my mental pile and when I mean mental I am not speaking crazy...unless you feel that way then carry on. When I say mental I mean you are constantly always in your head and not for the better. The phrase "I'm thinking" as someone says "That can't be good" may refer to you whenever you think because it's never a good thing. You're either dealing with imposter syndrome, self-doubt, low self-esteem, lack mentality, or just a doubt in your overall being as if you were placed on this earth to just exist and die. That's not true pile l. Some of you probably resist change because you fear success or failure. Some of this may have been residing in you since childhood/adolescence. While others of you this has been developing constantly over time as an adult just festering waiting to pop. Waiting for you to break. But then some of you are just comfortable in your little corner...Cinderella may have been your favorite movie or you probably resonate with her a lot, growing up in a "Be seen and not heard" household. The Song "In My Own Little Corner - Brandy (Cinderella) song is playing in my head Link to Song. The thing is I feel a lot of you have amazing dreams, ideas, and goals that you want to achieve but won't go after it because of what others or worse yourself have implanted in your head. You were meant for change,. You are not meant to be hidden in a corner because "No one puts baby in the corner" - Dirty Dancing (1987 Link to clip) If you haven't seen the original you are missing out. I feel the movie will speak to you, especially the main female character. Patreon Post Link

Pile ll:

Who are you now? Tarot: 10 of Pentacles, 9 of Pentacles, The Magician (reversed), Page of Cups, 4 of Wands, 5 of Cups (reversed)

Two different energies in this group...first one is "All About the Benjamins Baby" (Song Clip) is the phrase I heard in my head. Some of you possibly could have gone through a breakup or at least someone betrayed you whether it's your trust, or just hurt you in general that you closed yourself off to love and happiness and started chasing money instead. IF this isn't you then you are part of the very few who believe that they can't have it all. Similar to pile one but with different energy. Believing that the house with the picket fence dog and kids is not in your future, financial abundance is not in your future and etc. But overall I am getting the vibe that this pile is trying to get their money up. Fuck love and happiness, you can cry in a Ferrari or private jet later when you get your money up. I feel you pile ll I definitely feel you on that. Yea some of you something or someone betrayed you because the quote from Moulin Rouge movie "Betrayal. When love is for the highest bidder, there can be no trust. Without trust, there can be no love." just played in my head (Link to clip) (Sidenote: Amazing movie, be warned it is a musical and a tearjerker). Overall you don't know how and who to trust. Whichever side you are on if you are all about the benjamins you don't know how to trust others anymore and on your "demon time" , city girls, hot girl summer, era or those who agree more on not believing good things will happen for them you don't know how to trust yourself, god, the divine, universe, etc. You are operating in an energy that you truly don't believe or is who you are. Some of you probably listen to the music but don't fully resonate with the lyrics because you are a lover and giver at heart. Patreon Post Link

Pile lll:

Who are you now? Tarot: King of Swords, Ace of Swords, Page of Swords, 5 of Swords, 3 of Swords (reversed), Ace of Pentacles (reversed)

"It's all in my head. I think about it over and over again" - Over and Over by Nelly Ft Time McGraw (Song Link). Omg pile lll I hate being in your energy right now because I feel anxious, depressed, and just so many other mental things. You literally have nothing but swords in your deck and one pentacle. In case you aren't into tarot swords is all about the mental (beliefs, attitude, consciousness, etc). It's like you are constantly thinking a mile a minute. You never shut off your brain it's one thing or another. Either way, you are your own enemy. No one else. You remind me of another reading I did recently so this message may still be for some of you who didn't hear the first time this message came around. You are causing your depression, anxiety, etc. You are your own competition and nobody else is even though you believe that you have competition. You really don't you might be the type of person who hates going to public places like the gym or grocery shopping because you feel everyone is judging you or thinking about you when in reality they are thinking about what are they going to do later on or if they need to take a poop. Social anxiety is definitely here in this pile (remember I'm not a doctor so take head to any mental disorders or illness I mention). I See perfectionism as well. This may stem from parents growing up not accepting anything less than 100% on anything you did. Storytime: I had a friend who made a 95 on a test and his dad asked where is the other 5 points. You may have grown up in that kind of environment that led to this or this could have developed over time once you joined the workforce and had bosses and etc in your face constantly telling you horrible things, etc. I am going to say this to you pile lll. Do the thing. Do it scared. Do it unprepared. Do it with no experience. Do it. Do it. Do it. Nike that hoe. It will bring you abundance but you will never know because you are constantly overthinking everything and dealing with perfectionism. Patreon Post Link

I hope you enjoyed this reading. Thanks to everyone who likes, reblogs my posts, and joins my Patreon. I always appreciate you <3.

Until Next time stay blessed and be safe.

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[multi-level-shipper]

This shit was a fucking acid trip, like most of the game.

Anyway, something that poked my brain was the Infirmary. For all this game's insanity, there were actually some decent roots planted for worldbuilding/ character development.

It seems like the reason the cast ended up in Queen Bouncelia's domain is because they're treating the player as if they have 6 stars in GTA. Seline is no exception to this rule, and that seems to be her motivation for coming down to the lower floor, as she watched us leave in Chapter 3.

Toadster noted in his "Archives" that she was already hiding when brought in, and crying in her shell. She may have been antagonized by a bigger enemy- likely Kittysaurus or Tama/Chamataki (turtle chameleon thing), and she may have gone past the kingdom's walls for sanctuary. (That's just a loose theory, though.)

In any case, at some point she was frightened enough to shut down completely.

This could be some kind of anxiety attack, though there's no way to "diagnose" Seline at this point. Also interesting that Seline felt too afraid to even continue moving around on the lower floors. I think this is meant to speak to just how dangerous the lower floors are- if the giant ass snail is afraid, you should be, too.

Next, Jumbo Josh. Toadster categorizes him as a "Green Gorilla", which in hindsight, weirdly makes a lot of sense.

Firstly, an adult silverback gorilla can bench up to 4,000 lbs (or at least, that's what google told me.) Not that we needed an explanation of why he was able to throw Stinger Flynn, but I can only assume that if we adjusted that number for his size...it probably checks out.

Second, the fact that he walks like a chiropractor's worst nightmare. It took me a second, but I FINALLY realized that his posture is meant to IMITATE A GORILLA. Like, look at this:

DEFINITELY EXPLAINS WHY HE WALKS LIKE A HORSE IN GARRY'S MOD.

And thirdly, Josh's love for vegetables is also a gorilla trait. 85% of a gorilla's diet is leafy greens, with the remaining percentage basically amounting to termites and larvae.

Not too much to say about the Fucked Up Birds, but still! Nice to see them finally displaying a flamingo behavior (AKA their sleeping posture) because they seemed to lean more heavily on ostrich behaviors in previous chapters.

Toadster mentions in his archive for "The Teacher" that she keeps repeating the phrase "I can't be late" over and over to herself after being subdued.

He also notes that the bowling pins "calmed her down," which may not entirely be the case. In Chapter 3, in Banbaleena's "Classroom", each object had an assigned role like Cool Kid and Popular Kid. The bowling pins were meant to be the Bullies.

So Banbaleena is likely stuck in a prison of her own self-doubts right about now, which is doubly sad when considering her insistence in Chapter 3 that she was actually trying to be a good teacher. Either someone placed this idea in her head that she needs to strictly adhere to all these rules, or it's a stress she placed upon herself trying to fulfill her identity as a teacher.

Stinger Flynn gets better as the story progresses. He seems to have an ego to the point where he sees himself as a savior that can't see the faults in his own plans. His initial "safest procedures" plan seemed so obvious to him, but it seems as if he measures success by efficiency rather than the cost of human lives. While he's smart, he's not immune to being wrong, though he has yet to learn this.

He also seems to suffer from some form of depression, or at least intense sadness, and we see this as he talks to Banban in the latest hallucination sequence. Makes sense- his intelligence would make him much more privy to all the horrible things happening around him. It seems as if his high intelligence comes at a high price.

Last note- This might just be a case of recycling animations/rigs, but I think it's cute that Banban shares nearly the same emo pose as Banbaleena.

#garten of banban 4 #garten of banban #slow seline #jumbo josh #opila bird #tarta bird #banbaleena #stinger flynn #banban #uthman

[dottores]

okay well, i logged back in, obviously, because there are clearly some things that need to be addressed and have been taken out of context. just because i’m leaving doesn’t mean i should sit here and let my name be smeared. 

to preface this, anantaru and i had a discussion where we came to a congenial understanding of what happened, there's been an acknowledgment on both sides of misunderstanding and believing distorted rumors and people that we probably should not have, but i’m still going to give a full explanation as to the background of everything so you all can understand and come to your own opinions. plus, if there's going to be a call-out post directed majorly at me made, i want an official address of it.

please do NOT send any hate their way, we have ended this discussion on good terms and have worked out what exactly was stirring this discourse between us. (spoiler alert: there was a third-party shit-stirrer that we both considered a decent friend at the time!)

i don’t really need a reason to block someone, and i shouldn’t have to explain it, but i did and i will again but more explicitly this time: @/anantaru made a post that i did not like. it’s as simple as that. it was a post about genshin characters and sex icks and one of the lines were “venti: too drunk.” i’m not anti-dc, but there are topics that i am sensitive about because i was sa’d in my freshman year of college—that is something i have talked about on this blog before, many of you who've been around since my tr era are aware of it. i acknowledged, and tee acknowledged, that this was probably a joke and was not meant to be taken the way i took it, but the aloof/casual way it was mentioned without any TW of implied dubcon, and without acknowledging that it was at least dubcon and could border on noncon in certain interpretations made me uncomfortable. i don’t mind seeing it as long as i’m warned. if it was tagged properly, i would have moved on without much care, but it wasn’t, so i was scrolling through the post snorting and was hit with that and i was made uncomfortable because i didn't like how it was just being passed off as an ick, and i blocked. there was no reason for it to go beyond what it did, yet we are here. anantaru mentioned that if you frequent their blog, you would know that they often write about venti and reader being drunk—i don’t frequent their blog, in fact this was my first encounter with them being reblogged onto my dash by shared mutuals, so it rubbed me wrong. thats the end of it. 

i’m not sure the exact timing, but i believe it was two(?) weeks after this, when i reblogged an unpopular opinion’s post with an opinion that i thought was fairly harmless. sure, looking back on it i could have phrased it better, i’m not going to deny that, but pinpointing my one opinion out of the hundreds of others that were objectively far more controversial than mine and crucifying me for it is uncalled for. you guys know very well that i do not have the time or energy to sift through random people’s blogs to look for minors. every once in a while i glance at the notes of shit posts that happen to be on my dash and i’d be a bit startled at finding a minor in them because i still do think you should at least try to catch minors who interact with shit posts because that’s the easiest way to find them. but i was working at a medium sized firm for a year and a half at the time of the post and i am currently in law school, i do not have the time to be psychotic about people’s likes and interaction, and even if i did have the time?? i’ve always gotten incredible interaction from y’all lmfao, imposing the idea that i’m jealous is entirely inane. i do still stand by the fact that my words were twisted, i was made out, more than once and by more than one person after the next bullet point's events, to have been some psycho that stalks peoples’ posts for excuses as to why they get interaction when that is simply not the case. 

regardless, after this incident, anantaru made a vague post that was almost directly quoting my tags from the reblog and was thus sent to me because many shared mutuals put together that it was about my tags. this was upsetting for multiple reasons 1) i had blocked anantaru by this point so i felt a bit violated that i was being vagued for something by someone that i blocked. 2) i started getting hate anons en masse after it, some of which were very unnecessarily explicit. needless to say, i was very upset and made a subpost on my main account after noticing i’ve been blocked on ao3 because 1) i was already upset and i didn’t even know why anantaru seemed to have it out for me much less go to the point of blocking on ao3 which leads into my next point and 2) i thought it was a bit ridiculous because the only thing blocking on ao3 stops is people from commenting on posts and i clearly was not going to comment on a post of someone who i was not on good terms with. reasoning aside, anantaru can block who they want and i was out of line for making comments about that in particular. i’ll admit that, and apologize for it. 

a screenshot was taken from my personal—not a good moment for me, obviously, but anantaru claimed in their post that it was about them with no evidence. i dmed them about this in particular because i was genuinely confused, we spoke about it, i offered them proof that it was not them because i had a discussion about this post with a close friend at the time of posting it and they believed me. i will attach screenshots below (cropped because there's no reason to attach the whole conversation) because i feel as if this accusation was rather extreme and i wish it would’ve been removed because it was obviously not my best moment. an explanation for the post itself, i was upset over plagiarism accusations regarding something i put my heart and soul into and then seeing the same person that made them consistently on my dash just straight up triggered me, for lack of a better word lol, so i made a vent on my personal. how it got misconstrued as to be anything about anantaru is baffling to me but i suppose that's a question for the subject of our next bullet point. i don’t want to go into detail about the accusations in themselves because i don’t want people to send the actual person who it’s about hate. regardless, that post was not about anantaru, i have never called them a cunt nor have i ever called them a gatekeepy cunt, though i’m beginning to think i should probably remove the word from my vocabulary atp, i use it far too flippantly. anyway, i do not know them well enough to formulate any sort of opinion like that. aside from that, in our discussion we came to an understanding over it and i wish that would have been cleared on their blog as wel. so i'll attach here (i crossed some out because i don't want to breach any boundaries regarding what anantaru might be comfortable sharing but i do think it's fair for me to want this particular point fully cleared as it was a bold accusation remaining up):

5. in our discussion, we came to realize that we have/had a shared mutual who was fostering discourse between the two of us. many of you will recognize her as audri aka alucrds, who has supposedly left tumblr by this point—i suspected this and anantaru has confirmed it while we were talking. audri was sending anantaru my posts claiming that they were about anantaru, but i will stress that the only actual discussions i ever had with anyone about anantaru was with tee and eris about that initial joke because it had upset me at the time, it never extended beyond that and it certainly was never with audri. my only conversation with audri that mentioned anantaru at all was probably around a week or so after i made the post in point 3, when audri asked me about ao3 blocking in casual conversation and i offhandedly mentioned that anantaru had blocked me on there—audri was a close friend at that point and iirc, she had actually told me right after that that anantaru had her blocked on tumblr, i had no idea that they'd been mutuals at all but either way, it was an offhanded comment that led to nowhere (or so i thought LOL). looking back on it, it was clearly her baiting me into giving her information about the post i made a week or so prior because after talking with anantaru, they explained that they got an anonymous message claiming that i was shit talking them for blocking them on ao3 and the only person that could have put together that the vent post from point 3 was about anantaru was audri herself. audri continued to evidently cherry-pick random vent posts of mine to show anantaru and claim that they were about them. why? i wish i could tell you. i considered audri a decent enough friend, and though she had her fair share of issues with mutuals and other friends of mine, i never really thought she’d stoop to this with me. but i guess there’s really no explaining people who thrive in discourse.

6. my comment in my most recent post about being harassed on ao3 and in comments and in asks was not about them at all. i thought it was very clearly about heliotropes (my dottore series) and pressure to update from certain readers, but i'm clarifying that now.

7. i never intended on directly addressing this, which is why i did not directly name anantaru in my post, if i’d known at the time that tee was going to end up addressing all of this, i would’ve just been straight up with all of it.

anyway, i think that’s all, hopefully this will be the last post for real as i am tired mentally and now i am also physically sleep deprived. i've been up since three so forgive me for typos and grammar errors. this all has gone on for over a year. sorry for all the discourse on y'all's dash, wish i could have left with a bit more grace than this. rumors have been blown out of proportions and blindly believed, things have been taken out of context, such is life. i made my fair share of mistakes on my personal blog with my vents, others have admitted and owned up to their own mistakes, some will never admit to their mistakes. such is life. it moves on, always does. i know all of y'all are smart enough to come to your own opinions.

over and out, sorry again, and logged out (hopefully for real this time),

cat

#tw discourse

[chiakery]

There's new version of the intro so here's new translation (my screenshots are mostly shit so I can't make a lot out of them, if anyone manages to take better ones, please feel free to send them my way and I'll try my best to translate more!!):

A - We've got "Ilościowa" in bold (tr. quantitative) B - handwritten part is hard to decipher but i think the first word is "klosze" (tr. shade, as in lampshade), underneath it is "nazwa" (tr. name) and underneath that is "miejsce przechowania" (tr. storage point). C - this one's interesting. We've got "Przychód" on the left side (tr. revenue) and on the right we have "Rozchód" and "Zużycie" (tr. expenditure and wear, as in how much something was used) Additionally, a moment later than I took this screenshot, the down left corner of the card becomes visible and you can make out words "Rodzaj i numer dowodu". While you can translate "dowód" as evidence, the translation that makes the most sense here would be "The type and number of the ID".

Here's the second one (that's actually connected to the third one): A - for some reason it's funny as hell to me that they took care to barely show us any other text but here we are, with a perfectly visible word "Wałek" (tr. roller) lol I mean, they probably meant is as "arbour", the kind you'd use in a lathe, but still. B - "Decyzja kier. wydz." is short for "decyzja kierownika wydziału" (tr. head of department's decision) and "Orzeczenie DKT" (tr. DKT's opinion) but it's more like ruling than someone's view on something. No idea what DKT is supposed to stand for. C - written sideways and partially obscured "Karta" (tr. card) with the second word completely covered and underneath that once again "nazwa" (tr. name). But we get to see more details in the next shot that shows the same card from a different angle!!

A - now we can see that the full phrase is "Karta zwrotu" (tr. return card). How do we know it's the same one as previously? Simple, once again we've got "Orzeczenie DKT" in B.

Unfortunatelly I couldn't make any other words on this one or the next one - they were just too blurry.

Hope some of you found it interesting! Oh, and what the fuck is up with the change in the eyes when Aabria's name is shown? Why did they change them??

(Sidenote: for a moment when i heard about 12 symbols and what they were supposed to mean I thought it was "Idź do światła", but that would translate only to "Go towards the light")

#burrow's end spoilers #burrow's end #dimension 20

[tabithatwo]

i have kindve a rant abt jackie that id like your thoughts on. whenever people write fics where jackie is like. wholly a dumbass it really irks me. like the most we see of her is in the wilderness, of course shes useless?? shes a normal person, she wasnt trained in survival tactics. theres another rant in there abt how she very much could have adapted but she was depressed and suicidal and i think thats mostly why shes useless, but thats a conversation for another time! but yeah. when shes just ditzy and shit in fics it really rubs me the wrong way. like i follow the hc that shes autistic, and specifically the kind where shes very socially aware but still sometimes fucks up a little. like how usually when shes mean she has no idea that it came off that way. i feel like people took that and twisted it to mean that shes some useless moron thats constantly oblivious and needs to be babied. i hope that made some sense? idk, im just curious if thats something other people have noticed and have a problem w or if im too personally offended by it lmao

Here is part 2 that anon sent separately!

Honestly anon fucking preach lol, that’s my thoughts on it!! I don’t think you phrased anything mean, I get the passion behind it comes from an important place! I tend to really bristle at any women being portrayed as stupid, even when it’s done in a cutesy (read: patronizing lol) manner.

NOW I can get behind a one liner joke like “aww she’s so stupid” about any of the yjs bc they ALL have their dumb moments, usually around EMOTIONAL intelligence! But I know what you’re talking about and I’ve seen it too—portraying her or describing her as likable but fucking dumber than a rock is honestly more annoying to me than the evil genius mastermind take most of the time.

It isn’t supported by anything we have of her character. There’s even a BIG point made with Shauna’s hallucination of her, where Shauna recognizes this sort of unfair impulse to jump to diminishing Jackie’s intelligence. I think that shauna simply feels like she needs one thing that’s just hers, one thing that she’s better at, and in her mind intelligence is the only option. But even she recognizes that’s bullshit. I think that yes shauna is framed as more book-smart than Jackie (honestly shauna is framed as the most book-smart, probably tied with Taissa) but we actually know very little of Jackie’s academic achievement, so it’s sort of up in the air.

But as far as day to day intelligence, I don’t think we’re meant to think Jackie is stupid. If anything, I think the lack of woods participation (which, as you said, is fucking depression and suicidality and fear) can be interpreted negatively as laziness, if one is inclined to interpret it negatively, or a fear of failure, more so than stupidity.

To each their own, I don’t think sort of notably off characterization is malicious unless the person is being cruel about it, but yeah I get annoyed and tend to click away lol and I do think there’s a lot lot lot of misogyny that infiltrates some popular jackie takes.

#yellowjackets #jackie taylor #shauna shipman #asks answered #jackieshauna

[0alanasworld0]

Brownies and Macarons (Nayef Aguerd x reader)

Request: Hey luv , can we get a nayef fanfic when he's helping the reader in the kitchen? Thank you

Warnings: references to sex

“Why don’t you ever ask me to help you cook?” It’s a perfectly valid question, he thinks. And it should come with a simple answer yet the way you freeze… he’s confused.

You look up slowly from your laptop and at him; he’s on the floor, back leaned against the wall as he awaited your response.

“What?” you try to play dumb and buy yourself a little bit of time: you needed to construct a response. You weren’t sure of how to phrase it but Nayef was… excitable. Always full of the sweetest positive energy that made him so loveable. It was a big chunk of why you fell in love with him. It was a big reason why he was such an incredible defender.

There were so many positives to Nayef’s endless supply of energy but it also made other things a little difficult. Concentration was sometimes a struggle for him; his mind ran as fast as his legs did so that made time-intensive tasks an absolute nightmare. You were surprised that he didn’t see the glaring problem.

“You heard.” he narrows his eyes.

“Would you even be interested in that kind of thing?! I mean it's kind of time-consuming…” in all honesty, you just worried for the state of the kitchen in general. You didn’t have a good feeling about it.

“Of course! If you love it so much, I need to make an effort to take interest!” you smile at his explanation. He was always so incredibly thoughtful, kind, loving. When it came to aspects of your relationship, he always went all out for you. It made your heart flutter, you couldn’t ask for anything better yet he always found ways to outdo himself.

“That’s one of the cutest things you’ve ever said but you know… I don’t want you to give yourself a migraine trying to focus on cooking out flour!” Anything but directly telling him the problem but he seemed to understand and was rather offended by what you had insinuated.

“Hey! I focus when it matters!” he attempts to defend himself and you scratch the back of your neck awkwardly.

“Yeah maybe on your slide tackles…” you laugh and he gasps.

“And on the love of my life! I could probably become the best goalkeeper of all time if it meant making you happy!” you hide your face in your hands as it heats up, as if he didn’t have you flustered with every word uttered towards you.

“Come on! Pleeeeeease! I’ll try super hard to stay concentrated, I promise!” the sight in front of you is a funny one. Him begging on your knees, eyes squeezed shut and hands pressed together, he was really going all out to convince you and you knew he wouldn’t let things go.

“Okay, fine!” you concede with a sigh and he jumps up from his position at the speed of light to hug you. It knocks the breath out of you and it also nearly knocks you out of your chair. He quickly lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist and spins you around. You squeak in surprise and he slowly lets you down and onto your feet. He can’t help but go for another hug and you can’t help but laugh at his excitement. You weren’t used to people taking this much interest in your hobbies and you perhaps deserved better but you had it now. He was right in front of you, literally buzzing with joy at the simple idea of being your sous-chef.

“Come on! No time to waste!” he’s already dragging you to the kitchen but you somehow manage to stop him.

“We literally only have the ingredients for brownies right now!”

“Then I’m going to help you make the best damn brownies the world has ever seen!” the shrugs nonchalantly. Oh this was going to be a fun few hours.

He decides that dragging you is fruitless and takes to carrying you in his arms to the kitchen instead so you’re in a fit of giggles by the time you reach.

Once he sets you down, you immediately get to grabbing all the ingredients with him trailing along almost helplessly. While most of the stuff is within reach, you notice that a couple of your favourite mixing bowls are placed perhaps a centimetre too far out of reach; in the very top compartment of your cupboard. You begin your normal routine of scaling the counter to reach it but Nayef isn’t particularly impressed. Before you even lift the first leg onto the counter, you feel his warmth behind you. Then his hand on your waist as he leans over and grabs it with ease.You’re sure he didn’t have to lean over like that and the feeling of his chest pressing against your back made you unreasonably flustered. And of course, he has to top it all off with a kiss to your temple.

“You’re a menace.” you shake your head as he gives you space to grab the milk from the fridge.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” he shrugs coolly but the smirk on his face suggests that he knew EXACTLY what you were talking about. Oh you were going to put him to work today, that was for sure.

“Okay so I’ll-”

“No wait! We need music!” he gasps, grabbing the speaker and his phone from the living room. You had to admit, you were getting tired of this particular song choice because you had been hearing it on loop since the world cup but you decided that you were going to cope because anything to help him focus, right?

“May I continue, ambassador?” you joke, flicking his ear and he whines.

“Hey, you should be appreciating my efforts! We need an atmosphere!” you shake your head in response and continue.

“Okay, I’ll measure out the butter and sugar and you’re gonna cream them together, easy.” 

“What on earth is that supposed to mean?” he looks horrified at the word and you can’t help but laugh as you measure the stuff out. He had so much to learn.

“Just mix them together.” you hand him the bowl and spoon and he enthusiastically gets started, snatching the things from your hands.

“They should really come up with another word for that.” he notes and you hum in agreement, trying your best not to laugh again at him. While he’s preoccupied with the butter and sugar, you take the time to chop up the baking chocolate. You had to admit, it was nice having someone to accompany you as you went about your interests. To have someone genuinely invested in something you loved for the sheer sake of making you happy. Even the addition of the music was a nice touch. 

You snap out of your thoughts as he shows you his work and thank goodness for his arms because what would have taken you 7 minutes and arm cramps took him 3. 

“It looks perfect, my love!” his excitement bubbles through and hugs your side, slightly lifting you into the air. Maybe this was a good idea all along.

“Okay, 2 eggs and one teaspoon of vanilla in the bowl next!” you’re in the middle of passing the egg box to him when you hesitate.

“Maybe vanilla would be easier…” he once again takes offence, placing his hands around the box and tugging gently.

“Angel…” he whines. Sure, he got a little bit over excited sometimes but eggs? He would surely manage. You eventually relent, letting go of the box and he places it on his side of the counter, taking out two of the eggs as you pour the teaspoon of vanilla into the mix. He’s about to crack the first one but you see the look in his eyes and you already know his mind has wandered elsewhere.

“Have you seen the thing where they crack eggs with their biceps?” he asks and you sigh out.

“A couple times, maybe.”  

“I bet I could- no wait, brownies.” he shakes his head and you can’t help but smile. You had to applaud him for how hard he must have been trying.

He gets back on task, cracking the eggs while you measure out the flour and cocoa powder. He’s a little confused when you bring out his espresso powder, however.

“Coffee brownies?” he innocently inquires and you can’t hold back a laugh this time. He pouts at your response.

“It’s only a little bit! It helps the chocolate taste more like chocolate!” you can tell he’s still a little confused but he brushes it off, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before cracking the second egg.

“You’re the expert I gue- oh nooooooooo…” he whines and huffs and you look over at his station.

“What’s wrong?” you place a comforting hand on his back while he sulks.

“The egg shell! I was being careful, I swear!” He defends and you rub his back soothingly.

“Oh don’t worry about that, it’s an easy fix, see!” you grab the larger egg shell from the counter to scoop the broken piece from the batter. He sighs out in relief but he looks panicked again and you look over, awaiting his next question.

“Don’t impurities ruin the texture? I saw a video about that with those weird french cookie sandwich things! The entire batch is ruined!” he panics and you double over in laughter.

“I just ruined our brownies and you’re laughing?!” he genuinely is baffled by the way you’re continuing to giggle. 

“Love, macarons and brownies… not the same…” you try to take some deep breaths to recover from your laughing fit and he gives a quiet “oh” and it almost sets you off again but you manage to hold back, wiping the tears from the corners of your eyes and you get back to measuring.

“Okay now mix all of that together, I’ll tell you when to stop.” He listens diligently, again putting those arms to work.

“This bit is important for the crackly top!” he gasps, eyes lit up from excitement.

“Oh the paper?”

“... sure, whatever you wanna call it.” his mind amazed you at times. He ups the intensity of his mixing while you take on the much easier job of mixing the flour and cocoa and melting the chocolate in the microwave. Once again, the job is done in no time as you take a look at the perfectly airy mixture.

“That's perfect, now add the espresso water and chocolate and start mixing again.” he nods.

“I’m basically a pro at this, we could so start a business together. Your brains and my greek statue muscles: we’d be unstoppable!” you smile at his enthusiasm. 

“Living the dream!” he nods excitedly.

“See! You’re warming up to my ideas now, right?” you shake your head at his silliness, no one made you laugh like he did. He really was special.

“Okay now just the flour and cocoa and your job is done!” he hums allowing you to dump the dry mixture in before getting to work again. There would be no arm cramps for you this time around. 

You get a second to look at him as he carefully mixes the batter. You felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have Nayef in your life. Someone so naturally optimistic and fun. Someone who never made you feel silly or irrational about your interests. Someone who was always introducing you to new things and finding ways to spend time with you. You had hit the jackpot. 

“Okay, I think that's done so just pour it into the tray and I’ll put it in the oven!” he nods excitedly, carefully pouring the mixture in and allowing you to handle the rest. He takes his well-earned reward of licking the spoon and bowl while you get everything in check and set the timer.

“You enjoying yourself there?” you laugh a little at his joyful state. He looked absolutely adorable and you couldn’t help but press a kiss to his cheek.

“Very much so, we’re literally the perfect team, see!” he points out, referring to your earlier doubts and you had to admit that he was right. It really was the perfect way to spend time together. A part of you felt healed by the way he was trying so hard to do everything perfectly. He didn’t see it as a joke, he genuinely was trying to appreciate one of your favourite past-times.

“I know one thing we could do to pass the time…” he raises his eyebrows suggestively, placing the bowl back on the counter and allowing his arms to find purchase around your waist. He goes for a kiss but you stop him, eyes narrowed.

“As if thirty minutes is ever enough for you! I’d rather not risk burning the house down over this”

“Hey, I can control myself!” he pleads but you’re having none of it. He may have proved you wrong with the baking but when it came to more intimate things, he was insatiable.

You insist that you get everything cleaned up before anything else and relents, although he is sulking the entire time. His mind seems to have drifted from his first idea when he hears the music coming up from the speaker.

“Hey I love this song, come on!” he moves on from the first topic pretty quickly, perking up almost immediately as the familiar melody plays. He pulls you with him, taking your hands in his. You can’t help but indulge in his goofy antics as you dance together to the music, albeit completely offbeat. You really didn’t get much alone time with him and you were so grateful you were spending it so wisely. And he was beyond relieved, getting to spend an afternoon doing one of your favourite things was the mind-boost he needed after such a gruelling season. It was undoubtedly an extremely successful one but he was exhausted nonetheless. And finally having the time to spend on you was worth every muscle cramp he had endured.

You don’t even realise that time has flown by so quickly and you’re both caught completely off guard when the timer goes off. You’re both pulled out of your little bubble and come back to reality. You somehow hadn’t picked up on it while you were ‘dancing’ but the kitchen smelt heavenly. You quickly put on your oven gloves and take the tray from the oven, placing it down on the counter and he’s already seated, eyes fixated on it.

“It’s gonna take like an hour to cool, my love.” you remind him and he sighs dramatically, head dropping onto the counter, eyes still focused on the brownies.

“You know there isn’t a risk of the house burning down anymore…” you trail off with a smirk, throwing off the oven gloves and sauntering over to the stairs. He’s up and off the counter immediately, hot on your heels as you walk up the stairs.

“Say no more!”

It may have been well over an hour by the time he was done with you. You weren’t entirely sure and the brownies were the last thing on your mind as you drifted in and out of sleep, the hand smoothing circles on your back only lulling you close your eyes.

It may have been the last thing on your mind but it was the first thing on his. You whine loudly as he lifts himself up and out of bed, gently removing your arms from around him and grabbing his boxers.

“Corners, sides or centre?”

“Hmmmph… corners…” you mumble, yawning and nuzzling into the sheets. He presses a quick kiss to your forehead before leaving to grab what you needed.

He’s back in almost no time but he can tell that you might as well have been fast asleep by that point although your eyes were fluttering.

“Sweetheart, you need to eat!” you hum in vague agreement although he has to help you sit up as you were still recovering from your previous antics. 

Both of you are blown away by the first bite. There was the ‘brownie paper’ that he loved so much and the gooey, fudge texture… perfection.

“You were so right about the coffee!” he leans his head on yours and you hum in agreement.

“Recipe never fails!” you shrug and he smiles.

“Thank you for letting me help” he wraps his arms around you to hug your side and you revel in the feeling of his skin against yours, the warmth radiating off his body.

“It was a pleasure, glad I could put those guns to use!” you joke and he laughs.

“Seriously though, I’m sorry I doubted you…” you had to feel a little guilty. You seriously were ready to shut down a chance at spending some time with the love of your life. At a chance to share something you really loved with him.

“Ah it’s nothing, I proved you wrong!” he pokes your arm and you nuzzle further into his warm hold.

He senses that you’re once again on the verge of falling asleep and with your stomachs full, he has no reason to wake you again. So he carefully manoeuvres you so that you’re laying on your side with him behind you, arms around your middle and his face in against your neck.  

“Good night, angel…” he yawns, smiling when he receives no response other than your hand barely squeezing his wrist and your attempts to back up even closer to him.

Soon enough, he’s fallen into a similar deep sleep, blissful with you in his arms.

Not exactly what the request was referring to but i just thought that it would be so on character for Nayef to bring up the idea in the first place. I hope u guys enjoy <3

#footballer fic #football fanfic #football fluff #footballer imagine #football imagines #football one shot #nayef aguerd #nayef x reader #nayef aguerd x reader #nayef aguerd imagine #football fanfics #footballer x you #footballer x reader #footballer fanfiction

[seeingteacupsindragons]

Commenting on Meta: Quick-Start Guide

Inspired by a convo with @hergan416, I realized that while meta writers (me, at least) do still like comments/feedback on their writing, a lot of people probably don’t know how to respond to it very well. Responding to fiction can be easier.

But here’s a cheat sheet for, “Things I Like to Hear About” on my meta writing. I can’t guarantee all meta writers will agree, but I think at least a fair amount of it also applies.

This is not meant to be an all-inclusive list, but to give you ideas of where to start if this is a thing you’d like to do more of this, and maybe some general guidance on how to approach it.

This is divided into three categories: General Comments, If You Agree With the Meta, and If You Disagree With the Meta.

General:

Meta writers typically use different writing techniques than fiction writers, but they do still use them. A lot of it will be in the persuasive or rhetorical category which people are less familiar with, but if you notice them: say it!

Any comments about writing style/voice. Personally, I mix a lot of creative techniques in mine, and there are jokes and asides in there. If they made you laugh: tell me, I wanna know! If a turn of phrase haunts you or really hit you well: let us know!

Things like tone: some meta writers are more clickbait-y or aggressive, some are more wishy-washy, some more authoritative, some more authoritarian—and all of that impacts how it’s received. They might be putting a lot of effort into it.

What is the meta writer’s general approach to meta/analysis/fiction—stuff about that!

Anything you notice that seems like it took a lot of time or effort. They will appreciate you noticed!

Agree:

"I never put those together!"

"I've never seen it that way before.”

“I've never been able to put my finger on this and now it makes sense"

“I’ve never been able to articulate it”

“This would be interesting to explore in fic.”

“I wonder if this could tie into XYZ, too…”

“I wonder where the series might go with this.”

"This also has XYZ implications, too!”

“This is a similar concept I saw somewhere else"

“I really like the way this part of the story was written because XYZ”

“This is well put together because…”

Disagree:

Not all meta writers are gonna want these comments, but personally, I’m okay with them…in some circumstances. If it feels like you’re writing your own meta post, then…a little weird. If you’re opposed to my approach in general, okay, that’s frustrating. But you know what I do like?

Questions about how I got there!

“I’ve always seen it as ABC because of XYZ.”

“How do you think XYZ factors into this?”

“Do you think XYZ changes this?”

“XYZ is what I made of that.”

Stuff like that. Usually I can comment back on that and have a discussion. It’s totally possible we both have valid and yet different takes and both readings are valid! There’s a conversation to be had here!

I'm totally happy to discuss other valid readings and talk about what different readings add and why we might prefer one or the other!

The Most Favorite Comments I get on writing meta tend to be:

Anything about how this changed how you read or write, or think about reading or think about writing/writers

Anything about taking the time to sit down with stuff I write—in this world of infinite scrolling and quick bites, knowing I can entice someone into stopping that for a few minutes is better than gold

Anything about how you got more excited about writing/reading

Anything about what it makes you think of me as a fiction author (I mean…hey, I’m a person and a writer, too)

Anything about how this made reading/writing different or more fun for you

Anything about sharing my meta to discuss with other people

Anything about it making you love the media more

In Conclusion:

There’s lots of ways to interact with your meta writers, and they probably want you to.

#writing #meta #fandom

[jemmo]

rambles on that last twilight ending

my thoughts on the last twilight ending are so??? im gonna need to sit on this one for a while, bc i loved this show so whole-heartedly that i don’t want to write it off bc of a ‘bad ending’, but it also means it’s hard to reconcile that the ending was… well, i don’t think it was bad. i think it deserves more thought than that, but i don’t think it did what it wanted to, nor did it keep with what the shows message was, or should have been. and we can say it’s as simple as day shouldn’t have got his sight back, but I don’t think that was the only thing. if he stayed blind, the ending still wouldn’t have hit right for me. none of it hit right from the end of ep 11 bc it’s like I could feel the intent of the writing, but it’s not what the writing actually was. and if it was given maybe 3ish more episodes and all these characters were given more time, i think an ending like this could’ve worked. but again, it all comes down to that damn ep 11 curse that I thought p’aof was better than, bc you can’t squeeze everything that needed to be reconciled after this breakup and everything they wanted to do into one ep, not with this show.

i didn’t hate the idea of a breakup. if you’re going with the narrative of mohk having a fear of being away from day bc of his trauma and so on then fine, that works. and so it works that they had to be away from each other to grow in that way, but I do think it was unkind to mohk to send him away on that note. some understanding, and day wanting him to go for his own good would’ve felt kinder, and even if they were his real intentions, they didn’t communicate that either. it just felt like day had no empathy for him. and yes he was probably hurting too feeling like no one was trusting him, but whatever, it could’ve been done better. and if they wanted to play on anything else, then hey there was that whole bit with the car and day thinking mohk was looking after him just for the money, why not use that and the fact the opportunities mohk got in his career were connections bc he was with day. day could’ve been like well that was the whole point, you don’t work for me forever, you can do whatever you want now, or even just played more on him feeling like he’s holding mohk back. idk, i just mean if this breakup was going to turn out to be 3 years, no contact at all, which it did, it should’ve felt bigger than a 5 second argument.

anyway, then the finale comes and again, if they’d given more reason for a breakup, i would’ve understand more why day keeps on denying mohk a second chance, which i already don’t like the phrasing of bc it makes out like he did something wrong and needs to earn a second chance which he doesn’t. the whole thing would’ve been more understandable if this was day realizing that they both grew and found happiness in what they’re doing and he didn’t want to ruin that when the breakup meant it could happen. or they could’ve completely 180-ed and shown that one of them wasn’t happy, or both, idk mohk had no one in the states and was incredibly hurt and lonely, day was struggling after losing mohk like he did and reinforcing the idea that he couldn’t be independent made him retreat again. just anything would’ve given more strength behind a need to push away, and would have made it more satisfying when love overcomes it all blah blah blah.

and as much as i liked the airport scene and the fact day did go after him, do you know what would’ve been more impactful? day, knowing his full ability, and going against his mom who still worries for his safety or going bc of his mom seeing that he’s not truly happy, bc both could’ve worked given different writing, getting on a plane by himself and going after mohk, seeing him be able to traverse it all. for once we watch day by himself and unlike at the start of the show, we’re not constantly scared he’s gonna get hurt, bc he’s confident and able now and we can just watch him go after mohk and be excited about it, like the end to any other romance story. and it would’ve meant mohk got this moment where, after looking after day so much and getting broken up with bc he cared too much, he gets to see day caring for him that much too.

and the sight thing. yes, with the time they had they shouldn’t have done it, it should’ve been that they manage to find their own happiness despite it all, then the whole show would’ve been about day accepting his situation and standing up for his own ability and his own right to independence and happiness, and it would’ve meant mohk could overcome his fear of loss and guilt over his sister and learn that he isn’t to blame for anything, bc now day can make his own decisions and is ok on his own. now if there was more time, i could’ve seen it working, but only with stronger writing. I would’ve loved to have seen a conversation over day getting his sight back, maybe him not wanting it bc he’s accepted the way he is much like how some deaf people don’t want implants, and the opposing argument of how not all people in his place can have the possibility of seeing again. we could’ve seen fear in the opposite direction now that he’s used to his life, and that damn first scene of part 4, we could’ve seen him then wanting to go out into the world and look after people like him, just like mohk did for him, bc mohk made him see the importance of having someone there for you that cares for you and sees you as a person, as normal, not as your disability. and funnily enough, do you know what made me cry at the end of it? then showing the pictures that were taken when day was blind. that’s the kind of thing i wanted to see, and wished i did if they had more time. day getting his sight back but still showing how connected he is to who he was at that time and while not being thankful for it happening, being thankful for the way he’s grown, and loving the person he sees in those pictures. to go from someone who hid himself and his blindness to someone who shares his story and helps and advocates vocally for those like him, despite not being blind anymore. that way you still get to give day his sight back as your happily ever after but manage to retain the message.

so yeah. they missed the ball. but i also want to remove this idea that an ending ruins a whole show. at the end of the day, it’s one ep, and when a show has done so much good in all its other eps, at least in my eyes, that’s the stuff I’d rather talk about and remember.

#for me this is a classic case of don’t just try to squeeze it all into one ep bc that’s all you’ve got left #you can’t just put it all in and rush through it doesn’t mean you convey the same message it all gets muddled #it might not be your original vision but you have to work with the time you’ve got #oh p’aof #this is me setting down a gauntlet to not separate your characters to different countries for years before a reunion #it only worked for bad buddy bc you played us #this? yeah. didn’t hit how it should #last twilight

[charcubed]

Roy Keeley Jamie thoughts:

Windmills, and finding something real you didn’t believe could exist.

I wanted to post this before the newest episode (10) dropped and I didn't quite make it. BUT I haven't watched 10 yet, so I'm saying it still counts.

I am probably connecting dots that are not meant to connect, but… I have some thoughts to string together.

1. Roy had never seen a real windmill or—in terms of the way his lines are phrased—didn’t believe they actually existed.

ROY: It just looks like a Disney version of an old city. It all looks so fucking fake.

JAMIE: It’s not fake.

ROY: Come on. Windmills? Fake.

JAMIE: I ain’t even from here and I’m offended. Windmills are real, man. What are you talkin’ about?

ROY: Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see it.

So Jamie took that as an opportunity and immediately decided to show Roy that windmills real. Not only that; Jamie also taught Roy the method for going to find them. He quite literally shows him the how, and then shows him the way!

2. Of course, “let’s go find a fucking windmill” is said in the bike scene, but when it’s repeated later is what really gets me:

ROY: I think Keeley’s got a girlfriend.

JAMIE: Hm. ….Let’s go find us some windmills, eh?

ROY: Yeah.

3. And lastly… Combine this with how, when Jamie talks to Keeley about her relationship with Roy, he says this:

JAMIE: I thought the only reason the two of you was going out was to make me jealous. But… Then I saw it was real.

Jamie refers to Keeley and Roy's relationship as "real." Just like–say it with me–the windmills.

So, here's what I'm saying: this all feels like it adds up into the sketch of a metaphor about them as a triad.

And while I know windmills have 4 blades... where the blades meet, what shape is created in the negative space?

Triangles.

Now, of course... In one sense, Roy basically looked at the fake windmills and scoffed at the idea of a Disney-fied fake veneer (a la fictionalized ideals of romance), and Jamie said that a real version of that does exist and showed Roy the way to it. So maybe that could mean that Jamie will be a catalyst for Roy and Keeley getting back together and believing they can make it work.

But more strongly, to me... This whole thing is very centered on Roy having never seen something like this before. He has no real life frame of reference for windmills. He's abstractly heard of real windmills, but he still says "I'll believe it when I see it." Not only that, but he's also never ridden a bike! Again: no frame of reference, no experience with it in the real life. And Jamie takes both of these things as a challenge but in the most supportive way possible simply because he wants to help and share in some joy. Through patience and honesty he essentially gives Roy the tools to pursue that very real thing anytime he likes, and he shows Roy the way to something realer than he ever expected.

So. Maybe that means that Roy and Keeley will get back together, but then they'll turn around and tell Jamie they fit better together with him.

Because without even realizing it, Jamie quite literally shows them both the way to something larger-than-life that they didn't previously believe was possible.

:) idk! I'm just ruminating!

In conclusion: I WOULD LIKE TO SEE THIS REACH ITS INEVITABLE CONCLUSION, PERSONALLY.

#ted lasso #roy keeley jamie #roykeeleyjamie #roy x keeley x jamie #royjamie #roy x jamie #WINDMILLS #now I must avoid spoilers and pray I get a lunch hour tomorrow so I can watch the new ep ASAP!! #char writes things

[starlitangels]

Good Boy Audios Incorrect Quotes (Part 4)

Yargwynn: *carrying all the groceries*

Paradise: *holds out hand to help*

Yargwynn: *shifts all the groceries to one arm to hold Paradise's hand*

•••

Albus: People say I have a unique way of lighting up a room!

Devlin: It's called arson and those people are witnesses

•••

Odin: What do you call a dictionary on drugs?

Pandora: If you say "addiction-ary" I will f*^&ing kick you back through the portal to Esselheim

Odin: I was going to say "high definition" but yours is better

•••

*air horn sound*

*air horn sound*

Yargwynn: ??? This isn't deodorant

•••

Tyr: Remember, the only difference between science and screwing around is writing things down.

•••

Makkaro: I could be wrong

Frank: Have you ever said that and actually meant it?

Makkaro: No

•••

Yargwynn: There are no bad ideas, only good ideas that go horribly wrong.

•••

Devlin: Let me see what I can do. Can you stay out of trouble for five minutes?

Albus: Let's find out!

•••

Yargwynn: I'm going on this mission alone. I ask that you rescue me or avenge me, as appropriate

•••

Faithful: Lord, give me patience

Albus: Isn't the phrase "give me strength"?

Faithful: If the Lord gave me strength, you'd be dead

•••

*Literally Anything Happens in the Space Pirate Saga*

Yargwynn: I was not expecting that

Yargwynn: But I was expecting not to expect something so it doesn't count

•••

Makkaro: In a game with no consequences, why are you still playing on the 'good' side?

Zed: Because being mean makes me feel bad

•••

Pandora: You really shouldn't be using a straw

Odin: I know. Bad for the environment and all that, but this one is metal and reusable—

Pandora: No, it's just a really weird way to eat spaghetti

Odin: *drawn out slurp*

•••

Paradise: *walks into crew meeting late* Sorry I’m late. I was doing stuff.

Yargwynn: *walks in, noticeably disheveled* *smirking* I’m stuff

•••

Paradise: Sorry I’m late. I was doing stuff.

Mortallous: *walks in, noticeably disheveled* They pushed me down the F^&*ING stairs!

•••

Odin: Hey! What are you doing tomorrow?

Pandora: Having my day ruined by whatever you're about to ask me to do

•••

Albus: Apparently, ending every conversation with my brother with, "Yes, my liege," and a deep bow followed by respectful backwards shuffling while avoiding eye contact is considered sarcastic

•••

Yargwynn: Marry someone you want to annoy for the rest of your life!

Paradise: -_-

•••

Albus: I asked Faithful to share her queen-sized blanket, to which she replied that she was a queen and therefore the blanket was already at max capacity

•••

Ulysses: You're mad

Odin: Thank goodness for that because if I wasn't this would probably never work

•••

Makkaro: I assume you realize I won't tolerate this kind of idiocy

Frank: Is there another kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?

•••

Lyr: We need to have a talk about your professionalism.

Yargwynn, standing on a table: Those are some mighty brave words coming from a guy standing in lava.

•••

Pandora: We need to talk about—

Odin: The building was already on fire when I got there

Pandora: What?

Odin: What?

•••

Kalamos: We need to get help from adults!

Paradise: We are—

Kalamos: Real adults!

Paradise: Understood.

•••

Tyr: You're smiling, did something good happen?

Odin: Can't I just smile because I feel like it?

Pandora: Ulysses fell down the stairs

#Good Boy Audios #GoodBoyAudios #GBA Bastard Warrior #GBA MotH #GBA Fourseen #Space Pirates Saga #GBA Pandora #GBA Ulysses #GBA Tyr #GBA Odin #GBA Albus #GBA Faithful #GBA Devlin #GBA Yargwynn #GBA Paradise #GBA Kalamos #GBA Makkaro #GBA Zed #GBA Frank

[bluegekk0]

If the others knew exactly what transpired during Ghost's fated duel with the Absolute Radiance, what would they think of it? The whole "Reunited the void into a shape that once almost destroyed the world" thing. I had a much more interesting way to phrase it that would've probably provoked more thought but unfortunately a sudden illness stole that thought away so that's all that's left unfortunately, sorry >>

i think there would be a lot of fear involved. i'm mainly thinking about dirtmouth here and i'm assuming that's what you meant, but most of those who live there likely don't even know about the abyss and the void. they already feel quite uneasy around grimm, who doesn't even look that different from them and has already made it clear that he has no bad intentions towards them. i think the idea of a giant void entity potentially roaming hallownest would terrify them, regardless of whether or not ghost is in control of it, and knowing that said entity killed a god would only reinforce that fear

i think fpk especially would feel very anxious about it. in the au, i went with the idea that the blackwyrm he once defeated was actually the previous shade lord, weakened and sealed away in the abyss by the radiance and grimm's father. so not only does he know how strong the void can get, but on top of that, the shades united under the new shade lord belong to the vessels, and he assumes that most of them hate him for what he's done. sure, one of them was in control of the entity, but what if said vessel wanted revenge? he would be powerless, and worst of all, would endanger everyone around him. of course, ghost had no intentions of going after anyone and chose to allow themselves and their siblings to move on in peace, but how would fpk and the others know that? i don't think any of them would be brave enough to actually climb down into the abyss and check hahaha

so even with the infection gone, they would still live in constant fear, and this time they would have no idea what to expect. not fun. so i think it's for the better that no one really knows what happened

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as a side note, i think it would be interesting if ghost's decision to "destroy" the shade lord was driven not just by the desire to find peace, but also out of fear that they would lose control of the being. void is unpredictable and unstable by nature, so they couldn't allow for the possibility of it going rogue and endangering hallownest. i imagine the shade lord forming in the first place is quite uncommon and only happens in under very specific conditions. for the previous shade lord (which could have actually been the first one, i like to think it existed for many years before fpk and his knights defeated it) it was the ancient conflict between the void and the light, aggravated by the radiance and grimm's father. similarly, ghost's shade lord was formed in order to defeat the radiance and stop the infection. so both of these were very specific scenarios, and unless something happens that disturbs the void once again, it's unlikely that it will happen again

there are still things i haven't quite pieced together about the void in the au, mainly the part about the ancient civilization that worshipped it. although i think it would be interesting if said civilization was actually destroyed by the first shade lord, being a good example of just how unpredictable void can get and why it needed to be sealed away in the abyss. i'm not sure, i'm kind of thinking out loud right now. i imagine a lot of what i said doesn't really make sense or add up, but that's cause, well, i'm kind of making it up as i go. i do have a rough vision for everything god related within the au, i just need to slowly figure out the details and find a good balance between staying somewhat true to canon and having fun with it

also i'm really tired right now and i already lost my train of thought at least three times. so take everything i said with a pinch of salt. maybe a spoonful. this is all kind of work in progress, after all

#ask stuff #feral pk au

[calunalilly]

Questions for Writers

Haven't done one of these ever so... here we go :D Thanks for the tag @riversofmars

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

128

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

1,815,281

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Last Tango in Halifax

Doctor Who

Happy Valley

Collateral

As long as we have Nicola Walker and/or Sarah Lancashire I'm there!

Some of the others include:

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

These Are The Days Of Our Lives - a series of Last Tango in Halifax fics based on prompts from Tumblr, these were meant to be one shots but found myself weaving it all together int oa bigger story!

The Story - my canon companion to Last Tango - weaving things around the canon with no divergence to make it a love story - this was bloody hard!!!

More Time, More Life, More Feeling - another Last Tango, and probably one of my favourites - I still read this fairly often like a little comfort blanket haha.

The Big L.  - my very first outing with Last Tango. I still love this story even though I look back at it and cringe a little giving it was the first thing I ever wrote, but it means a lot to me.

Fall On Me  - a collab that I did with @question-of-perception that explores things from a different perspective for Last Tango!

I've actually written far more for DW than LTIH but you wouldn't know it!

5. Do you respond to comments?

Of course! Each and every one, it's so lovely when I get them and I get so excited!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm definitely a happy endings girl and I can't stand it when things don't work out, so this is hard... Maybe

Between the Eyes  because it wasn't an immediate resolution?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hahah all of them have happy endings! I would probably have to say

New Day Coming  for DW, perhaps, although love the one for What Christmas Means To Me  as well. In terms of Last Tango in Halifax, probably The Big L.  because I was so determined to give them their happy ending, its fluffy mcfluff.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully no, I would definitely cry hahah.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Um. Yes. Probably too much, but its a public service, right? RIGHT?!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes, all the time! My maddest one is probably Call It Dreaming which is a crossover between DW/Last Tango/Happy Valley/Collateral and also has some Stranger Things elements... That was madness, haha.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of! Hope it stays that way...

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I feel like I'm some kind of co-writing slut, hahaha. Yes. With @riversofmars, @question-of-perception, @mrskeeleyhawes, @meluisart, @pocketofpencils and also with some of the folks over at the Hebden Bridge Discord Server. I really enjoy it!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

It's a close toss up between Caroline Mckenzie Dawson/Gillian Greenwood and Liv Chenka/Helen Sinclair <3

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Hmm... I've got a lot of ideas for different things that I make notes on and a few WIPS, but I'm sure I will come back to them eventually!!

16. What are your writing strengths?

Maybe dialogue? To be honest I don't really know, I just go for it and hope for the best hahaha.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I feel that sometimes I fall back on the same language/phrasing for things and I annoy myself, and always think it's super noticeable in my writing!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I have the odd bit where there is a point but otherwise CBA. I don't speak any other languages haha.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Last Tango in Halifax.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Whyyyyy do I have to choose just one?! I love More Time, More Life, More Feeling for Last Tango, Interstellar for DW (the middle section is probably, in my head, one of the better bits of writing I've done), Danger Zone because Top Gun AU makes me die, and also Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost  with @riversofmars because Lord of the Rings was the first fic that I ever read way back when I was an angsty teen fangirl. Hah.

Tagging some people I think might be interested but anyone who sees this and fancies it, please fell free! @katiedingo @meluisart @ultramassivecollectorcupcakeblr @pocketofpencils @darkbloomiana

#questions #fic writers #fic writing