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#this was enlightening to answer. thank you!!
deuxcherise · 2 days
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Cat Burglar
C/w: Unhealthy behavior, cat boy oc, yandere OC, yandere male, gender neutral reader, reader is a bit of a blank, fluff (?), mentions crime, mentions alcohol, includes cute cat pic for reference
A/n: So I had read that weasels are just like cats, especially when it comes to bringing back a hunt, and… I haven't written about a cat boy yet… That's like the first animal people usually write about… So now I did! And this is kind of a sequel to Weasel In. Enjoy~
Part 0, Part 1, Part 2 (you're here!)
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You have made peace with the fact that you will never live a normal, peaceful life ever again. Not with how Eris had somehow weaseled his way into your everyday.
It was just… easier, really, letting Eris do what he wanted so long as he didn't take things too far. With your 9-5 customer service job taking its daily heavy toll off of your social battery, having to pretend 8 hours a weekday of being this peppy, happy-go-lucky person you aren’t so you can pay your bills. The economy isn't so kind to the average person after all.
“I'm really serious, (Y/n)! You should let me install some cameras!” Eris insists.
“For the last time, no,” you answer. “Aren't you watching over my house now?”
A redness appears on Eris's cheeks and he begins poking the tips of his fingers together. “Y-yeah… about that…”
You raise an eyebrow.
“I… I got a job! A high-paying one too! Actually, you should quit your job now and just let me take care of you!”
The heck? What happened to being a stay-at-home maid for you–not that you wanted him to! This is completely the opposite of what he proposed to you about a few weeks ago!
“No. What's with the change of mind all of a sudden? What job?” you ask.
Eris bites his lip and looks away. “Just thought it would be better…”
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[Yesterday…]
“Really? And what did your ‘lover’ say?”
Eris slaps his buddy on the shoulder. “Quit it with the air quotes. (Y/n) loves me and I love (Y/n). I didn’t get rejected. It's only a matter of time before (Y/n) fully accepts me. I just need to… get rid of all those flies.”
“You mean customers?”
Eris slams his fists against the wood of the bar, shaking the iced alcohol in the cups next to them.
“Don’t you get it!? They're taking advantage of (Y/n)! I can't let them ruin (Y/n)’s life like this! Did you know (Y/n)’s losing weight nowadays? Not eating properly, not sleeping properly–I'm the worst! I need to speed things up or sooner or later… I'm going to…”
Eris covers his face and starts crying into his hands. His friend attempts to comfort Eris on the back, before an idea comes into his head. He says, “Why don't you get a job? If (Y/n)–”
Eris immediately pauses and raises his head to glare at him with vicious eyes.
“–Sorry, your lover. If you get a job, then your lover can see just how reliable you are, right? Some people are more into that.”
The light in Eris's eyes appears brightly, his face softening as he is enlightened. “That's–Oh, thank you, thank you, Ollie! I was right to come to you for help with my problems. You're the best!” he says, grabbing some dollar bills from his pocket and slamming his tip down for the bartender before leaving the club swiftly. “See you next time!”
The bartender swipes and pockets the money before resuming wiping the glass. She looks at her boss and raises an eyebrow. “You aren't going to stop him?”
Ollie smirks and takes a sip of his glass, raising a finger. A second later, Eris comes back in and sits back down next to Ollie with determination in his eyes. “Ollie–”
“Yeah. You can start tomorrow.”
“Really???”
“Yeah. Consider it a favor, as a trusted friend,” Ollie says, rolling the ice ball in his cup. “Now, what kind of job are you looking for?”
Eris thinks for a moment. “Need anything with security?”
Much to the bartender’s confusion, Ollie shrugs and says, “Alright. Bouncer it is. Dad was looking to retire anyway. 4pm on the dot. Shift ends at 10, when Lyn shows up to take over, 10:30 if you take a break.”
“Great! Anything else?”
“That's it for now. Your lover must be coming home soon, right?”
“Right! Okay! Thank you so much, Ollie. Owe you one! Bye! See you tomorrow!”
Ollie raises his glass as Eris once again exits the club. The bartender gives her boss an incredulous look. “Sir, with all due respect, Mr. Eris is…”
Ollie chuckles. “Ah. Well, you've only just met him. Back in the day, when it was just the two of us against the world, I was the brains and he was the brawn. Completely unstoppable…” he sighs, placing his cup down with a little more force than expected. “What kind of person do you think (Y/n) is to turn someone like him into such a pathetic simp?”
“... Who knows?” the bartender answers.
“... Tch.”
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For the first time in a very long while, you went to bed by yourself.
…..
You had wished him good luck on his new job, which he took as immense praise. You were honestly pretty happy for him. Now he'll be too busy to commit crimes. Maybe he might even be too busy to bother you!
….. 
It wasn't like… you missed Eris, in fact this is better for the both of you! You aren't even lovers or anything like that!
…..
It's just that… you may have… accidentally… gotten used to the way Eris's head curled up under your chin, the ways his arms wrapped around your torso, the way his legs tangled with yours, and how he'd sometimes murmur stupid things like, “I love you” or “Marry me” in his sleep.
…..
Whatever! You roll and face to the other side of your bed that strangely feels a lot bigger than you remember. You squeeze your eyes tightly, trying to will yourself to sleep.
Creeeaaaak.
You quickly sit up straight, expecting to see Eris when instead you face some stranger, glaring down at you with illuminated eyes.
Next thing you know, the stranger has you back down on your bed with an iron grip wrapped around your throat. Tight enough to be uncomfortable but not enough to cut off your air supply.
“Huh… I don't understand what he sees in you.”
“W-who?” you croak, grabbing at their arm.
The intruder narrows his cat-like eyes at you, pupils moving erratically as they scrutinize you. “I could so easily kill you right now…” he spits, before letting go of your neck, “but I won't. Only because Eris is my friend.”
The moment he lets go, grab your neck and massage the forming bruise, inhaling all of the air you can get as you absorb the situation.
Eris?? Oh great! He's not here to snugg–be your hugging pillow as per usual, and now a friend of his came all the here who knows where to threaten you? For being associated with him? Great. You're glad at least this one isn't strangely fascinated by you. It's a nice change of pace from the usual…
Ollie is somehow strangely fascinated by you. You're more quiet and lackluster than Eris had described you to be, like right now probably lost in your thoughts. Are you really Eris’s type? Eris, the type of person who just chases and strikes whenever and whoever he pleases? You don't look afraid of him at all, and it pisses him off. What's with that blank face of yours, huh??
The intruder looks pissed off for some reason, with how narrow his eyes are and the way he hisses under his breath. You try to think of words to say to the intruder, only for your stomach to make its announcement with a grumble.
“You want something to eat?” you ask, nonchalantly.
“.....”
You don't wait for him to answer as you flip off the blanket and head out of the bedroom.
“Oi! Wait a second! How dare you walk away from me!”
You pay him no mind and open up the fridge, revealing a few plastic-covered dishes made by Eris for you to eat over a span of several days. You ignore the pang in your chest as you grab one of them out that had rice in it to reheat a portion of it in a bowl in the microwave.
Ollie stands a distance from you, brows furrowed at how ridiculous this situation is. A stranger just broke into your home, without a key, and you're here just offering to feed him? What the fuck…
As you wait for the microwave to finish, you suddenly feel nostalgic about how you met Eris.
It was a few months ago, when he broke into your apartment the first time. You had been very afraid when you discovered him at that time, shrieking at him and threatening to call the police, before your rumbling tummy decided to add some unneeded humor to the situation. Too tired and famished, you had no choice but to let Eris feed you some food he had been making.
Ding!
You sigh, taking out the bowl of Eris's home cooking and settling down on the couch with a pair of chopsticks before munching on it.
The audacity. Didn't you offer him a bite earlier? Wasn’t that bowl meant for him? Why are you eating it by yourself!? Ollie heads over to the couch and hisses at you before he snatches the bowl from your hands.
“Excuse me??” you snap.
“Hmph!” He takes the chopsticks and starts shoveling down the rice and toppings, much to your horror. Once he's licked it completely clean, he throws it onto the ground without much concern.
You stand up. “Hey! What the heck are you doing? Don't just throw stuff on the ground! No manners, tch.”
You were less angry about the bowl and more about the fact that he ate Eris's homecooking before you go to today. How dare he??
Ollie flinches, having not expected your voice to reach as loud as it did. He watches you walk past him, crouch down, and pick up the unbroken bowl and pair of chopsticks to put in the sink. Your face is visibly angry, different from your blank face and nonchalant attitude earlier.
Ba-dump. Ba-dump.
As you're washing the bowl and chopsticks to reuse and get some more of Eris's cooking, Ollie eyes a photo on the coffee table in front of the couch. It's a picture of a child version of you and two adults, presumably your parents.
He smirks.
When you had turned around to look at him, you found him missing with a window open. Oh, the guy has finally left. You quickly close the window, taking relief that the weird guy has finally left. As you make yourself comfortable on the couch again with a new reheated bowl of rice, you look towards your coffee table–
Oh heck no...
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I’m actually considering being either hearted with or identifying as a species of basal human! I’m not sure but I think It’s either australopithecus or paranthropus. Would you mind talking about your experiences being a neanderthal, and what it’s like emotionally and behaviorally? What are some “instincts” that come to mind? Basically anything about yourself and your identity I’m interested in! Thankyou for your time :)
This is tricky to answer, since I'm very unsure what parts of me came about because of my identity versus what parts of me caused my identity, but I'll write them out as best I can!
A list of things I associate with/attribute to my otherhumanism is, in no particular order:
Sleeping habits
Sleeping with furs in my bed (I have some sheepskins) makes me insanely euphoric. I have a fake fireplace as well that gives off the perfect light, and I often have nature ambiances playing on my computer. Even then I long for sharing my bed with someone - not in a romantic or sexual way, just to share space and warmth. Back-to-back or front-to-front or anything at all; I've always slept better with someone else near/present. Discord sleep calls have been my saviour so many times before!
Clothes and fashion
Neanderthals weren't big on decorating their clothes, and like many cultures throughout history we only have a few outfits - usually just for cold and hot weather, maybe an extra overcoat for traveling/hunting. I carry much of this over to today, wearing loose clothes and caring very little about what it looks like. Easy and plain is best for me, and bonus points if it's in natural colors like tan or ochre.
Despite not having an eye for details in clothes in that regard, the visually pleasing is still very important! I'm very sensitive to things like symmetry and geometric shapes, as well as high quality of tools.
Physical contact and touch
All my friends go through a "touching" phase. I go from zero to a hundred rather abruptly with people I get close to; with strangers and acquintances I'm very little touchy out of cultural conditioning. Then, the moment I'm more comfortable with someone, I'll start touching them - just little prods at their arms, touching moles or freckles, plucking at their hair, fiddling with their sleeves or fingers. They usually take this in stride, haha. This is very similar to how we act in our families-tribes-caves-clans! Grooming each other, casual closeness, etc.
Ease with the uneasy
Gremlin mode! I'm the wild child that never grew out of the phase; I'll get dirty and crawl on my hands through mud and wilderness, and it feels so much more natural to just live and exist this way. It's the 'gross' and 'weird' habits many modern societies cast aside.
Interest in pre-history
Ancient humans have always been one of my huge interests. Whether this is because of my otherhumanism, or my otherhumanism came about because of it, I have no idea. But it's there, and now it only serves to strengthen/be strengthened by our connection.
As the seasons go...
Every single aspect of me is affected by the seasons. With autumn I feel restless/the need to hunt, to gather, and prepare. With winter I'm lethargic, sleepy, almost dormant in a way. Spring and summer are similar to autumn, I feel the call of nature and the need to harvest, to gather. Weather has a direct effect on me that's more than just heat. This is also connected to my disability, but serves as yet another tie to neanderthals.
To love the wild
Nature is my soulmate more than anything else ever will be. I love the beauty of it, the rawness of it, that we all came from it. With the reverence that comes from living in it, it isn't surprising. It's more than aesthetics for me; it's life, too, and death. It's everything, it's home. Caves are comfort; fire is comfort. I live in the capital nowadays, and it's killing me in slow-motion. I need wild nature as much as I need air.
Living together
As with sleeping, living in the presence of someone else is... essential. This is more connected to all human nature than anything else I've spoken about; homo sapiens, as a rule, are pack animals. This is only heightened for those of us who yearn for a time/place where the same applies. Communal living is just ideal, really. I miss it.
The physical differences
There's less dysphoria related to otherhumanism than other forms of otherkinity, I've experienced, but it's very much still there. My body is too wrong: too tall, too slim, too weak, too straight. This, despite being short and stocky in build. It's been a point of shame for me before, having broad worker hands and un-attractive proportions, but now it's a source of comfort. It brings me closer to what I should look like.
Instincts
The instincts of neanderthals and sapiens are not very different, and I can't exactly pinpoint them. Still, I can say that my hunter-gatherer instincts are stronger than they've ever been before. Most notably is perhaps the way I feel out-of-place among humans when in nature: I pay a different sort of attention to my surroundings. I change. I scan plants, listen for sounds, try to analyze all I hear and see and feel. A survival instinct wakes up: to be on guard, to look for food, to be watchful and aware. I've never known anyone IRL who reacts to nature that way: like a hunter, like someone hunted. It is out of my control and has made me feel very isolated at times.
Thank you for this ask <3 I really appreciate it! I hope this helped somewhat. Feel free to keep me updated on your journey; I'd love to hear from moder otherhumans!
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decaffeinatedcrack · 1 year
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Who's your favorite philosopher of the enlightenment? Locke? Voltaire? Rousseau? WRONG.
Diderot is the greatest philosopher of the enlightenment because he was the only one who did shit.
Voltaire was all bark no bite, Locke had his head so far up his optimistic ass that he couldn't have implemented any of his ideas if he tried, and Rousseau was Rousseau.
All of the enlightened philosophers believed in and advocated for equal education yet Diderot was the only person to actually provide it.
With his Encyclopedia he managed to distribute knowledge regardless of social class. It started out only for the rich but with modified versions, thinner paper and less pictures, he was able to make it cheaper and available to all. It became a household item that could teach people anything they needed to know.
Was it free schooling? No. But, as a commoner, it was both the most he could do and the biggest step towards indiscrimant education that any philosopher had ever taken.
Diderot is THE best philosopher of the enlightenment, period.
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berlingotesque · 4 months
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What are your ships for Batim? :D
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VERY GOOD QUESTION- I know my answer should be rather straightforward but I feel I have to put some context to my answers since they may seem contradictory/paradoxical otherwise, so bear with me-
Sammy x Norman : Well. I think that one was pretty obvious, anyone who's seen more than 3 of my posts knows that I'd die for these two. They're just so PERFECT for each other, from their complementary personalities to the fact that their relationship allows us to delve deeper into batim's historical and social context. Sammy and Norman have one of the few relationships that develop the most during the game's lore : Norman originally complains vehemently about Sammy's frenetic behavior, only to end up lamenting to Buddy and Dot how 'Sammy isn't the same anymore'. What's interesting about this statement is that he says it in relation to Sammy's strange behavior : clearly, the two men have grown close enough for Norman to differentiate Sammy's extravagant habits from his ink-influenced behavior.
Furthermore, Sammy is a very gray character morally, a perfectionist who is extremely socially maladjusted (surely due to the fact that he's coded on the spectrum and autism wasn't properly diagnosed at the time), naturally ostracizing him. For his part, Norman comes from a rural background (which surely earns him the animosity of the people at the studio, given the historical context and the fact that he could very well be poc) and also seems ill at ease socially : to me, it's fascinating to see two characters excluded from their peers because of differences they can't change (being autistic or poc and gay) getting closer to each other, to the point where Sammy, who is deeply misanthropic, naturally compliments Norman by describing him as very bright. To me, Norman is the perfect partner for Sammy : ready to apprehend him as he is, since he's completely free of social conventions, without taking any shits from him.
I think Sammy and Norman can really get the best out of each other, during a historical period when being different was strongly proscribed. I think I'd have trouble enjoying Batim as much without their dynamic at its heart (considering how narratively rich it is) : Norman is Henry's confidant, Sammy is Joey's, both remain morally gray deuteragonists fundamentally opposed to the ink machine, while remaining fascinated by its powers. And who wouldn't love a good old enemies to lovers ending tragically with the unwitting murder of one by the other ? After all, Norman's main flaw is that he's too curious for his own good, and it was Sammy who inevitably led him to his doom..
Allison x Tom : what more can I add. She's everything. He's just Tom. I've always been drawn to characters/ships with a vibe completely opposite to the vibe of the work they originally came from, and the 'turning poison into positivity' energy that Tom and Allison bring to Batim has always fascinated me. In a world as tragic as their own, I find it touching to see these two find beauty in all the ugliness and manage to ask themselves 'what if we were happy after all ?' It's really striking and brings a narrative richness to the work, since they directly mirror what failed with Sammy and Susie : Allison is perfect, but that was never what was at stake in Tom's eyes. Tom was looking for humanity, not perfection, and he managed to go beyond the image of the muse to discover a friend, unlike Sammy with Susie. They're literally Romeo and Juliet but, well... Not dead.
Joey x Henry/Henry x Linda : oh boy. These three... Let me get it straight right away : Henry and Linda are perfect for each other. She's exactly what he needs to be happy : she's present, patient. There's no denying that he loves her immensely. But Joey... oh Joey is undoubtedly Henry's soul mate. The subtlety is that Joey can't bring him the stable happiness Linda can : Joey tugs at him, pushes him over the edge. He knows exactly what to do to push him beyond his own limits. The love Joey offers Henry is an uncomfortable but unconditional one, one that would allow Henry to go beyond what he thinks he's capable of achieving because no one knows Henry better than Joey ! And let's be honest, Batim only exists because Joey refuses to move on, to live his dream without Henry in it. He's stuck in unrequited love and refuses to learn to live with it. And that's the tragedy of this trio : Henry sincerely loves Linda but is truly himself with Joey, which prevents him from hating OR loving him (And Joey exploits this information by remaining extremely toxic and convincing himself that he can wear him down lmao). Henry is stuck with this dilemma : Existing peacefully with Linda or living painfully with Joey. And that's why I love the dynamic of this love triangle : because there are no solutions that will satisfy everyone.
Joey x Sammy : okay, don’t get me wrong : these two are HORRIBLE for each other. Does Sammy periodically want to quit just to piss Joey off? Yes. Isn't Joey's fascination with Sammy intimately tied to his refusal to forget Henry, who was a genius like Sammy? Yes. Nevertheless, it's impossible for me to read The Illusion of Living without feeling embarrassed and like I'm reading Joey's diary : whether you ship them or not, Joey is practically canonically smitten with Sammy. I sincerely don't think Joey and Sammy can sustain a healthy relationship with each other, but oh boy, surely that won't stop me from exploiting their bizarre obsessive love-hate relationship, where it's hard to determine whether they're going to throw hands or make out.
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vivienna-vivid · 2 months
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Do you think brinicles are neat. I think they are cool as hell. Creepy underwater tornadoes
Had to look up pictures and videos of em first but GOD! WHAT!!! THEY'RE SO COOL???
The fact that thy just keep twisting and creating pretty twisty icicles??? And the SOUND they make as they twirl and refreeze??? BROOOOOOOOOO
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rawliverandgoronspice · 11 months
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So this might be either be an interesting ask, or super boring. Why does Rauru's arm give Link time powers? We are straight up told that Rauru's power is light, and Sonia's power is time. The way it's framed also seems to make it clear that the only way to pass on these powers is through genetics. Yet the power Link's arm has, has nothing to do with light, even though it's Rauru's arm; in fact, the arms power isn't just any old time power, it's the exact same type of time power Sonia is shown to utilise in the pavilion tea-drinking cutscene, where she rewinds the tea-cup. All of the powers of the arm are received from the 4 Zonai shrines in the beginning of the game, and the autobuild-function is unlocked a bit later, but still related to the Zonai structures. Zelda also isn't aware that Rauru is the arm we see in the beginning, so even if it was possible for Sonia to pass her power to Rauru, so Link could have it later, it was far too late for Zelda to make that connection by that point. Rewind is the odd one out, because it doesn't have any connection to the Zonai, and I'd say the fact that this is Rauru's arm does imply that at least the other 3-powers are inherent to the Zonai, or at least Rauru. But time, just like the other elemental powers, seems to be very specific to one person/bloodline. I know I'm rambling a bit, but I just finished the spirit temple, and had a "hold'up" moment, while rewinding a Korok from falling down a cliff on my bike.
Ohhh this ask is very interesting. And it is a really good question. Sorry I don't really know what to add, it's a really good point and I have no clean explanation!
Semi-related, but: the notion of Zelda having both Time + Light powers somehow, and still being a Sage, always struck me as weird. I know it's to make her out to be the descendant of Rauru and Sonia (despite them not having any clear children), but it feels... busy? Especially compared to before, where Sages just were The Most of something, represented one specific kind of energy that awakened in them
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moiraimyths · 1 year
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Idk what that anon meant either, but same. 🤷‍♀️
I've since learned it is a reference to a rare and magnificent bird, so I hope you get that gon Kea'd, anon!
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mindfogs · 5 months
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I know most protestants see St Mary Magdalene as a prostitute but so far what the Bible say and we know from the catholic church just a very sinful woman who lived in the ways of the gentiles (the houses way) and later converts.
Mary Magdaline was not just a woman follower of Jesus but the one who found the empty Tomb and to whom Jesus says "Noli me tangere" literally "Don't touch me" but in a "do not cling to me and let me go" way.
this makes me feel stupid because i was raised catholic i have no idea what protestants even do that's different from catholics but for some reason i completely removed magdalen from the tomb thing. lik this was a fact i was taught but for somw reason i only remember her duality with mary uh
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Gaius's thoughts on Smodur? (@ratasum)
Gaius, for an extended period, rather idolized Smodur? This tapered off long before Icebrood Saga, but the most notable point for it during the run of the game is the early part of LW1, when the player is allowed to investigate/meet with the refugees in the Citadel, as well as dick around and see what the defense Quorum is up to before meeting with Rytlock. Apparently, the guards aren't supposed to let people through, but the commander's got special privileges, and you can talk to Smodur there--though I imagine the interaction is brief, as it is in-game, Gaius comes away from it all but preening.
Smodur, for all intents and purposes, was the epitome of what it meant to be Iron Legion, so Gaius had an inextricable desire to impress him. And then Gaius' viewpoint continues to grow and develop, on account of being the commander and most notably, while dead, he meets the ghost of a charr who died in a skirmish with Flame, and he suddenly recognizes how it all sucks.
IBS comes along and he's... not in a much happier spot. Smodur totes him around, and where just years ago he'd have reveled in it, he recognizes just how shitty it is. Then of course, killing Cinder.
Overall, his feelings towards Smodur are complicated--as someone who was also very much part of the War Machine of legion life, someone who lived and aspired to be part of the propaganda, he understands where Smodur is at, especially because not only is he a part of it, he is in charge--Smodur has very real responsibility, and in the face of that, it's hard to face change.
Gaius doesn't agree with most of the things of his relevance during IBS, or even political things we aren't necessarily privy too, but he also knows that Smodur was pretty progressive in a lot of ways, too, and appreciates that.
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footballandshit · 1 year
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also the content of the video doesn’t mention that barcelona only had a proximity with franco after their president was killed (for being a leftist and an enthusiast of the catalan independence) and he had trusted people appointed by a committee from madrid (city) to manage the club and prohibit any form of political dissidence, with other teams also suffering from the same politics. this was also the case in italy, germany and portugal.
they would only take part in competitions if the entire institution was under the control of fascists, and even their crest was altered so it wouldn’t show calatunya’s national colours but spain’s. small details that give a perspective of how these clubs became an instrument on franco’s hands.
madrid was co-opted but the amount of privilege that came from that allowed them to be the most successful team in europe for years, which is obviously still the case.
and i’d say that to this day, even though the discussion about franco wasn’t as common, both teams symbolize very political things. one is the superiority of a unified spain centred in madrid while the other is a powerhouse of separatism centred in barcelona
mmm got it! so, in short, the politicization of sports, specifically the clubs involved here, is pretty inherent - up to this day. the respective clubs still represent these political ideas/matters despite many people saying that sports should not be linked with politics. and i see why, in this case specifically, it is hard to seperate them and why we are unable to just completely ignore the history.
i was reading a couple of reports/news articles, and apparently some other clubs in la liga are also actually politically-driven/-affliated. similarly, other leagues, such as serie a and their lower divisions, for instance, also have clubs that are historically politically-driven. looks like there is so much more for me to learn on this topic - it's really vast!
this has been a very eye-opening learning experience for me, as i was unaware of such deep history of political influence in sports. so thank you, once again, anon! if you have any references/sources, do feel free to share them with me, i'd be happy to give them a read!
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thefuturewithoutus · 1 year
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hilson playlist anon here <3
okayyy so
leave a tender moment alone (bc.. canon)
euthanasia (ohh my god i found it through youtube last month and i cried watching the music video and then i was thinking about housdmd late at night and it popped up on my shuffleplay and i was like oh my go d it fits- i would have rec'ed it if you didn't already have it on there!)
tropic of cancer (this one wasnt an original conclusion, i got it from the music video that was going around houseblr.. anyway i love the song. im a ballet dancer also and like not to geek but that harp progression is from a pas de deux of the sugarplum fairy. gutpunch choice. to get into nutcracker lore: tchaikovsky was especially close to his sister and she died while he was composing the nutcracker (which prior to that point he didn't have much inspiration for) and it became kind of dedicated to his dead sister. most modern productions do it with a more settling ending with clara/marie/masha going back home but iirc in the original she stays in the land of the sweets. which.. an irreversible transition someone goes through. its been hypothesized that the sugarplum fairy represents womanhood (and clara cannot go back from that) OR the afterlife (which clara also cannot go back from, and tchaikovsky lost his own sister to). and also i have a kind of pavlovian response to nutcracker music at this point so i kept anticipating the descending violins after the harp progession that there is in the nutcracker music. but it's just looping. stuck in the limbo before the end. 'you can't come back / you won't come back'... and to tie it back to hilson. that amv was insane i cant even analyze it. also the fact it was written about grieving someone lost to cancer.. and the lines (got to like what kills / it kills just to know what kills).. wilson the oncologist and house not being able to do anything but accept that it's cancer and he can't swoop in and diagnose and save wilson. that was long huh)
take care (i love the sort of echoey feel to it. and 'i'll take care of you take care of you that's true'... need i say more. also beach house my beloved)
john my beloved (the whole song is so..raw. stumbling words at the bar / beauty blue eyes, my order of fries. CAN THIS BE MORE CANON. i am a man with a heart that offends / with its lonely and greedy demands. icarus point at the sun. so can we be friends sweetly before the mystery ends)
tell me you love me (my love, i've lost my faith in everything / tell me you love me anyway. canon dialogue from that car scene)
francis forever (another one on my "late night hilson brainrot + shuffle play. this gives hardcore early season 5 when house is trying to get wilson to come back)
me and my husband (but me and my husband / we are doing better / it's always been just him and me / together / so i bet all i have on that / furrowed brow / and at least in this lifetime / we're sticking together / me and my husband / we're sticking together. literally what could be more hilson. theyre so codependent and in love)
and just for fun i'll make a hilson song recomendation! turtles all the way down by sammy copley. it's one of my favorite songs regardless but in the context of housemd it specifically makes me think of the whole amber-wilson-house dynamic.
anyway yeah! hopefully when i get my tumblr blog set up (long and complicated process due to my specific circumstances) i'll let you know and we can talk about house md :-)
YAY okay thank you for this response 🫶 going to do my best to respond to everything however i did just get out of class help. euthanasia literallt saddest post s8 hilson song of all time seriously 😭 ALSO? DID SOMEONE ELSE MAKE A HILSON YROPIC OF CANCER AMV? we need to link up. AND WOW... i never knew that about the harp instrumental in that song and I've been listening to it for years?? and with that context too that makes it make so much sense and even more sad ty for telling me that i'm going to be thinking about it forever probably. You get it though Tropic of Cancer destroys me actually it's one of my favorite songs ever.
no literally francis forever. have to admit my favorite type of hilson song is the one where it's pov house is pining. i gotta be real i see their relationship as wilson being the primarily giving one for a large part of it until amber then it flips. I've talked about this before but it was a huge shift for house i think it's that whole wilson fell first house fell harder like you get it.
i listened to turtles all the way down and you're so right.... so awesome i love it when house is miserable bc wilson is in a relationship helpp it's going on the playlist 🫶
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it truly brings me joy that at least one person blorbos john bly in the year of our lord 2023 <3
And you in return have brought me joy that there are more potc brisco people on this here website B)
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@rebelcliche asked: 2, 5, 7, 34
WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS (accepting !!)
[2] . How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
I think that the word itself is something that he doesn't necessarily use *loosely*, but it's not always used as it's intended. Sometimes he uses it sarcastically to people he's clearly not friendly with.
That said, he does take the concept of friends very seriously. Like, people who become part of his inner circle are like family to him. Especially because he doesn't have much in the way of family. He's a very loyal guy, so people who he considers friends are people who he'll care about for the rest of his life.
[5] . Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
Absolutely not. Like, I feel like as much as he might think otherwise at times, Eddie has a very honest face. I also think he doesn't like crying in general, much less making himself cry. If you ever see him cry, it's 100% real tears.
Like, he can play up being sad in like a camp-y way when he'd running his D&D campaigns for NPCs. But that's about it lol.
[7] . What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
I'd probably yell something like "Dio isn't even that great a singer! He's so overrated!" or something to that effect. To which he'd object, of course.
A partner or friend would probably just need to call his name three times like bettlejuice, lol. Jk. But legit just hearing their voice calling for him would be enough to catch his attention. His ears are tuned to the voice of his loved ones.
[34] . How do they greet someone they like / love?
I imagine he's for *sure* that guy who likes to sneak up on his partner and/or surprise them. Probably gets love tapped occasionally for it lol. He's got that mischievous streak, ya know?
Friends aren't safe from it either on occasion.
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singsweetmelodies · 1 year
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Live Protest at Redbull’s headquarters in Milton Keynes over business in Russia. https://twitter.com/SolidarityUKR/status/1598248245926711298
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thank you so much for bringing this to my attention, anon... this is genius actually. what a way to protest
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9, 21, 22, and 41 for the writing ask! :D
hi!! thank you so much for these! 💜
9. Current WIP
😳 so, so many. I've been dreaming of going through all my folders old and new to sort out everything and see what stays and what goes. hopefully soon when I get a break from work and college. then I'm working on the sequel to my Resident Evil fanfic that I somehow completed last year.
cheaty answer but to be quite honest the biggest WIP is working on my confidence to start posting things. I've always had trouble with the 'putting myself out there' part and it has limited me greatly over the years. lots of things I didn't write, lots of thing I gave up on because I was too scared to post and thus lost motivation. it's a slow process but we're making progress!
21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write?
this one is really difficult! I usually get attached to a character I find intriguing for a while, but it changes over time. my favorite part of writing any character is going deep in their emotions and motives though, and making them suffer tbh, so I tend to enjoy writing characters that are considered 'villainous', and characters that lack clear character development in canon. think Cullen and his bullshit 'redemption arc' in Inquisition. because of this I tend to enjoy writing original characters the most, seeing as there's so much to develop and it's so fun to do.
lately I've noticed that my thing is more improving what already exists rather than building something from the ground up, so I latch onto characters who need some extra love.
I used to feel like I needed to be very close to canon for my writing to be worthy, or at least very well explained, which is why I shied away from most Bethesda characters. a little too tabula rasa for me to improve upon, which means I've spent the last 10 years playing these games but never even tried to write much about the characters in them. another WIP haha
22. Who is/are your favourite pairing(s) to write?
listen I know we're starting to see a pattern here but I promise we're working on everything 🙃 up until very recently I never dared to write the pairings I enjoy the most out of fear I'd spoil it or not do it justice. which means I've neglected my favorite characters for years because of the feeling of not worthy, if I write it it's going to suck. which is absolute bullshit, I know.
I love, love, love writing OC x OC stuff, though. I love getting the fictional people together. or not, actually, because I much prefer writing pre-relationship shenanigans to established ones. give me slow burn or give me death.
41. Any advice for new/beginning/young writers?
I legit could write entire essays on this probably, and have been known to ramble, so bear with me for this one. I love talking about writing.
in practical terms, I'd say never forget that writing is a skill and it's not usually something we're encouraged to work upon. we usually write because we're obligated to and it becomes a chore more than anything. then when you finally do it for you, the first few times it's probably not what you expected, which can make you feel like you're just not suited for this. which is a lie.
which leads me to: writing is a great way to explore your own feelings, challenge your own perceptions, and ultimately learn about yourself. how you see the world, what brings you joy, things you'd rather avoid. it's also an observational skill, so it can help you understand others better - and empathy is always great to exercise. not to get too deep into discourse territory, but fiction, be it reading or writing, is a great, safe way to explore.
and for the last bit, my favorite writing advice actually came from Varric, in Dragon Age 2: "A good story you don't really write. It was always there. You just uncover it." so get out there and get to digging, learn what you can and record what you see the weird fictional people doing. they'll tell you.
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Ship ask meme:
Fantine/punching Tholomyes in the face or Jiang Yanli/punching Jin Zixun in the face?
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This is so hard. I'm going to say Fantine/punching tholomyes, because even though I think punching Jin zixun is generally a good and appropriate thing to do, I don't particularly need Jiang yanli to be the one doing the punching (she should punch stuff, to be clear, just not necessarily Jin Zixun). I do, however, need Tholomyes to get a punch from Fantine specifically. A good serious punch throwing her weight into it
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