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unbotheredalwyn · 22 days

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So obviously after the Joe breakup shit changed we had that ratty twatty and then suddenly travis. Like ratty twatty first of all made it seem like you know this person is like horrible yet you choose to be with him? Everyone called her (rightfully) out I feel like cause he is really a twat of a person and the whole ice spice collab to basically "save" Matty twattys image. I also felt like it was unfair of her fans to force her to break up with him I mean it's her life. And Joe during this time went through so much shit after the break up I remember he was papped and everyone made fun of how skinny he is and how horrible he looks (he had bags under his eyes on the photo) which is actually sad cause he lost his grandmother I think during that time and people were genuinely saying disgusting things and saying mother is looking so much better etc etc while Joe was having a downwards spiral. Again I understand no one knew his depression was that bad but fuck swifties can be more kind.

Exit ratty twatty enter travesty lord this man gives me the ick.

Swifties are blinded by their relationship but he is really not a good dude. I mean that video live of him pushing his coach and yelling? Videos online of him being openly racist, being a trump supporter (and also swifties are dumb they think bc he got vaccinated and bent the knee for black lives matter he is somehow Democrat?) honey trump is vaccinated as well. And just because he supported blm does not make him a good person. He was PAID to do all that performative shit.

I mean she has millions of fans, thousands of young girls thinking the blatant red flags of travesty is hot and shit. Tells me he can push her around too. (not to mention he supported his abusive friend that literally hit his wife.)

And it feels like she's forcing travesty tbh? Like girlie you wanted the art to be about you yet you let some man overshadow it. Because truly that's what's happening like swifties are more into him at this point and the relationship they made up in their head as Taylor.

This is where I got annoyed and took a step back. Each time they were seen Joe got thousands and thousands of hate just for what being introverted?

Then they attacked Emma (Joe's Co worker) for a cheating rumor THEY MADE UP and the shit they said were so genuinely disgusting she had to switch off her comments.

Then Ai audio dropped about Joe abusing Taylor and Ai videos circled making it seem like Joe is a cheater when he is NOT. fuck they even trended a sex scene with that Alison chick he worked with saying he said Alison (her real name) and not her character's name when he DID NOT. It was in the fucking series! This woman got slut shamed so bad she turned off comments too for literally WORKING with Joe. Swifties literally spread shit around that he cheated on Taylor with Emma and Alison when he didn't! And the fucking best of all Taylor was on the set while filming conversations with friends. She most likely saw it IN PERSON and they chose to say all this genuinely disgusting shit about Alison who I've learned is actually a pretty good person.

Here I got genuinely disgusted.

So okay again I understand that Taylor can't control all her fans but her silence while her cult mass harrases people?

Whats insane to me is Joe. Like the guy got so much hate because SHE CHOSE to lead fans on. When she announced ttpd everyone thought the title relates to Joe and Paul mescal

Joe got mass hate

Then the secret songs at eras being about cheating

Joe got death threats

ALL TO BE AN ALBUM ABOUT THE FUCKING SEWER RAT SHE CAN'T GET OVER?!

she literally took ALL the hate against Joe *knowing* she's releasing an album dissing her 6 weeks situationship is genuinely disgusting. I cannot fathom it.

And AND the only thing she could say about Joe is dude did not want to marry her bc he was severely depressed WHICH IS NOT HER PLACE TO TALK ABOUT HIS STRUGGLES?

like I am SORRY this man wants to d word next to her and she just didn't care and wanted to fuck Matty?

Her partner, that got her through her darkest times BTW, did not deserve this.

She let all this mass harrasment just happen to market ttpd. Like genuinely what the actual fuck. 2 innocent women Emma and Alison were attacked and called sluts for genuinely existing and breathing the same air as Joe. And the proof he did not cheat is in her OWN lyrics. (which swifties cannot seem to fucking read bc they'd rather attack Joe than admit this album is about a sewer nazi rat)

The hate Joe got made me cry. The disgusting things they said about him. Swifties literally threatening to bash his head in with a hammer or that he needs to hang himself and they'd enjoy seeing his body swinging from the roof.

Genuinely why would any person say this to anyone at any time?

And they made fun of depression like. What. The. Fuck. Just because Joe might not see it does not mean other people with crippling depression won't.

Oh and a side note she's still bringing up Kim on albums? Not just Kim Kim's CHILD?! leave the kid alone.

Genuinely feel like the most honest Taylor we got was during lover (a time which Joe helped her voice her political opinions and shit) and idk I just feel cheated on?

My whole life I've defended Taylor against everyone and I genuinely feel like she's showing her true colors now being with travesty and ratty and I cannot fathom how this is the same Taylor I'm seeing now as she was like a few years ago.

And it's not just Joe that got death threats BTW. When midnights came out and everyone gave honest reviews cause that evil Jack antonof little gay man ruined the production there were journalists literally getting so much death threats its insane.

Taylor gets (rightfully) called out and fans can't handle it.

She needs to address them ASAP. All these parasocial freaks. The people harrasing Joe. The people literally only seeing Taylor as a breeder for travestys children.

I can't genuinely I can't this is not how I want to feel about Taylor I mean I gave her my youth I looked up to her so much I feel so disappointed in the way she's acting yk?

Yes maybe she can't do jack shit about swifties but she can try.

And her staying quiet over Palestine? Her voice her one post about a ceasefire could change EVERYTHING.

idk at this point I can't stand to be around Taylor.

#anti taylor swift #free joe alwyn #joe alwyn #Swifties dni #anti travis kelce

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avatar-anna · 2 years

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Hi ☺️ you can write something where yn is also Harry's guitarist, and they have feelings for each other but are afraid to admit it. And the reader always thought she wasn't his type either.

i...had no idea where this was gonna go. it's not really what you asked for, but i'm sure these two will get there eventually. enjoy!!

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Harry was a nice enough guy, but he was driving you insane.

You were hired as a guitarist for Harry Styles' Love On Tour, and while you were picked out of a long list of guitarists for your talent and extensive resume, your boss seemed to think you couldn't fill the shoes left behind by the guy you replaced. Apparently he recently had a baby and he and his wife, the drummer, were both taking some time off to take care of the little guy.

You knew you were talented, you wouldn't have gotten this job if you weren't, but Mitch, the usual lead guitarist for Harry's band, must've been a god or something on the guitar because during rehearsals, Mitch was all Harry could talk about. "Mitch usually does this," he would say, or "Mitch doesn't play like that," or "Well, Mitch actually..."

Harry brought up Mitch while you tried to play—key word tried because Harry barely let you play any chords before he had a correction—that you began to dislike the man in question, and you'd never even met him! You'd never been so tense or annoyed while playing before, but Harry just couldn't seem to leave you alone, so much so that the other members of his band had taken notice.

"Don't take it too personally," Pauli said after a particularly excruciating rehearsal. "Mitch is Harry's best friend. I think he just feels weird having to perform without him and he's taking it out on you."

That was fine, you could understand missing someone who made you comfortable onstage, but Harry was making you uncomfortable, which caused you to underperform, which caused him to nitpick even more.

"I don't understand why he hired me if he doesn't like the way I play," you said into your phone. You were on your daily rant phone call to your mom before you left for rehearsals, something that was necessary so you wouldn't bite anyone's head off and get fired.

"It's nice that he cares so much, though," your mother said, always looking for the bright side. She'd been your number one supporter from the moment you'd set your sights on becoming a professional guitarist. And she was undeniably a Harry Styles fan.

"Maybe, but maybe he cares a little too much," you replied, running a hand through your hair. "I mean, no offense to this Mitch guy, but I could probably play circles around him."

"Very humble of you, Y/n," your mother deadpanned.

"But I'm not wrong."

You were classically trained on the Spanish guitar as well as a standard acoustic or electric guitar, having started out at a young age. Playing was your lifeblood, the thing that made you feel the most in tune with yourself. Mitch was more than likely a great guy, and probably a fantastic guitarist. You didn't mean to sound cocky, but you were so frustrated by Harry's inherent lack of belief in your talent that you almost had to say you were better out loud before you started to doubt yourself, something you'd never done before.

"Maybe. But show them that. Make him stop questioning you."

"That's probably unlikely," you muttered, but you kept her advice in your back pocket. Looking at your watch, you cursed. "Shit. I gotta go, Mom. I'll talk to you later."

"Kick some ass, sweetie!" she said, and with that, she was gone.

You sped over to the rehearsal space, not needing Harry to tell you that Mitch would never be late for rehearsal. Thankfully, you weren't the last person to show up, so you were in the clear. For now.

You walked over to Pauli and Paige, a new hire like you. Apparently dating co-workers was allowed in Harry Styles' world, not that you'd be doing that. Everyone was nice—including Harry when he wasn't breathing down your neck—but you weren't interested in a relationship while touring. If something were to go wrong, it would only make things awkward. But you took comfort in the fact that if you did, Harry couldn't say anything about it, because Mitch had done it, and anything Mitch said or did was gospel.

"Ready for another day of fun?" Paige asked sarcastically. She'd also been a recipient of Harry's nitpicking, but it wasn't as bad.

"Aw, come on you guys, H is just a perfectionist," Pauli reasoned.

You were careful to look around before saying anything that would possibly get you in trouble with the subject of your conversation. And even when you saw that the coast was clear, you kept your voice down. "So am I, but you don't see me telling anyone how to do their job."

Rehearsals started soon after, and things went surprisingly smooth. Harry only had a couple of corrections, all of which you took with a grain of salt, but he was pretty mellow today.

Until you got to 'She.'

"I don't know guys, it doesn't feel right to do it without Mitch," Harry said, playing with the guitar strap around his neck.

"Oh, but it's such a vibe, H!" Ny'Oh said. "The fans love that one."

You'd heard the song before. You'd listened to all of Harry's music before applying for this job. It was a good song, a great one even, with an awesome guitar solo, performed by the man, the myth, the legend Mitch Rowland himself. It was probably why Harry didn't want to perform it. Or better yet, he didn't want you to perform it.

"But Mitch always does the solo," he replied, still unsure.

You held back an eyeroll. Of course Mitch always performed it, he was the lead guitarist and recorded the guitar solo on the original track. But that didn't mean he was the only one who could do it.

"I can do it," you said. You normally kept quiet during rehearsal, but you wanted to prove yourself to Harry. You were sick of him underestimating you.

Not once had he complimented your work during rehearsals. You made corrections, you did things the way Harry preferred, and you played well, but anytime you did any of that, he couldn't just say, "Good job," or "Nice work." He just made suggestion after suggestion, and you wanted him to realize that while you weren't the almighty Mitch, you were just as good, if not better in your (humble) opinion.

"I'm sure you can, Y/n, it's just a really complicated solo, and I don't want to overwhelm you on your first tour with us. Mitch put a lot of passion into—"

"Can we just try?" you interrupted, trying not to sound as frustrated as you felt. If he didn't let you do this, you were seriously considering quitting. There was only so much of his condescension you could take.

Harry looked unsure, but he eventually agreed. And even then, it felt like he was just amusing you, like he'd already made up his mind.

You decided then and there that this would be the performance of your life. Not in front of tens of thousands of people, not in front of screaming fans and spectators, not even at an actual show. No, the defining moment of your career was about to be during a tour rehearsal for a man who didn't think you could live up to his expectations. What a surprise.

The song started, and you followed along. As you slowly approached the big solo, Pauli gave you a thumbs up, mouthing "You got this!" from his place behind his keyboard. And when your time to shine finally arrived, you were flawless.

You were better than flawless. Your fingers moved along the fretboard with ease and worked the strings masterfully. With each chord you played, you drifted further and further away from the rehearsal space. And you had to give credit where credit was due too. The guitar solo Mitch created helped to transport you to that other plane of existence. It was idyllic and gritty required a certain amount of focus, but you were more than up to the task. Playing this solo and forgetting about everything that had been bothering you reminded you why you took this job in the first place. To play music. To play good music. The rest almost seemed worth it if it meant you could play this solo every night.

By the time the song slowly trickled to an end, you were nearly out of breath from how intensely you played for the last few minutes. Your fingers ached despite your calluses and your cheeks were undoubtedly flushed, but you felt good. Satisfied with your performance of the song.

The rehearsal space was dead silent, and you couldn't tell whether it was good silence or bad silence. You'd changed up the solo just the tiniest bit, like an artist leaving a signature on a painting. If you were going to be doing this solo on tour, you had to do it your way. You weren't Mitch, no matter how much Harry wanted you to be. But it honestly wasn't a lot, hardly even noticeable, but you were sure Harry noticed.

Speaking of, you looked over at him to gauge his reaction, and dare you say he looked...impressed? His eyes were wide, like he was seeing you for the first time, his hands frozen on his guitar, fingers positioned on the last chord of 'She.'

"So...it was okay?" you asked, letting yourself smile a little. You knew it was better than okay, but it didn't matter what you thought, the only opinion that mattered was Harry's, and he'd yet to say anything. No one had.

He finally seemed to return to himself and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, um, Mitch normally walks around the stage a little more, but—"

"Oh my God," you muttered in disbelief. You slipped your guitar from around your shoulders and moved to put it in its case.

This was never going to end. No matter what you did, no matter how you played, you would never be good enough in his eyes, and you didn't need to go out of your way to prove yourself to someone who wasn't willing to change your mind. You knew you were good, and you knew you could find work elsewhere.

"I'm out. I'm sorry it's last minute, but I—I can't. I can't work like this," you said, making eye contact with everyone but Harry. Paige looked sad to see you go, but there was sympathy there too.

When Harry didn't try to stop you, you picked up your guitar case and walked towards the rehearsal space's exit. Harry's manager was there, and he tried to stop you, but you weren't willing to listen to anyone at the moment.

"You don't have to pay me or anything. It's fine. I just can't work with him. I'm sorry." And then you were walking out to your car.

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You were right, you did find work quickly.

It was to help record for an album and not touring across the United States, but hey, work was work, and the artist you were helping appreciated and recognized your talent. They even asked you for advice on how to improve.

You were at home after another day of recording, watching a nature documentary while you crocheted a sweater for your mom. If you timed it right, it would be done by Christmas. You were finishing a carrot nose on a snowman when there was a knock on your door. You didn't answer at first, figuring it was just a package delivery, but when there was another knock, you went to go see who it was.

"What do you want?" you asked, not even trying to hide the annoyance in your voice.

Harry had the decency to look sheepish. He scratched the back of his neck, his shirt lifting to reveal a sliver of skin. "I've come to apologize."

"Apology not accepted. Now if you'll excuse me I would rather be doing literally anything else than having this conversation," you said, trying to close the door, but Harry put a hand out to stop it from shutting in his face.

"Okay, I know I was...difficult, but can we please be civil?" he said, not appreciating your dry tone.

"Difficult?" you scoffed. "Passing kidney stones is difficult. Math is difficult. You...You're impossible!"

You never said anything to Harry because you didn't want to cause a scene in front of the rest of the band and you technically worked for him, but there was no one around, and you didn't work for him anymore.

"I realize that I set impossible standards and shouldn't have been comparing you to Mitch," he said, cheeks flushed from being labeled "impossible." "I shouldn't have done that, so I'm sorry. And...you really are an amazing guitarist. I'm sorry if it felt that I was harping too much. I've been having a hard time accepting that Mitch won't be on tour with me this time around, but it wasn't right to put that on you."

Well that was an understatement, but at least he realized he'd been asking you to do the impossible, which was basically to become someone else. Still, you wanted to get under his skin the way he'd gotten under yours these past few weeks.

"How long did it take you to prepare that?" you asked. You were the one being difficult now, and you had to admit, it felt very satisfying.

Harry frowned. "I didn't prepare anything."

You grinned, noticing the way he wouldn't meet your eyes. Crossing your arms, you said, "So you tracked me down all the way to my house by yourself to apologize? This has nothing to do with the fact that you're going on tour in less than two weeks and have yet to find a replacement?"

Paige had been texting you updates on rehearsals since you quit. Apparently Harry had been worse with all the new people his manager brought in to play with them.

Crossing his arms like you'd done, Harry looked at you, his height causing him to look down just a little. "You're not as charming as you think you are."

"Oh, I'm not trying to be charming. You couldn't handle my charm," you said before you could stop yourself. Where the hell did that come from?

A smile flickered at the corner of Harry's mouth. "I could handle you just fine."

You craned your neck to look at him. When did he get so close? And when did your breathing become shallow? Was this going where you thought it was?

Harry stepped over the threshold of your door, and you let him, mouth dry as the door fell shut. He rested his hand on the side of your face and held you there. Too busy loathing him, you didn't realize how piercing his stare could be, or how sharp his jaw was, or how pink his lips were. You were suddenly very hot.

Finding a semblance of composure, you swallowed and said, "I'm not so sure. I can be a very harsh critic too, you know."

Your eyes flicked down below his belted jeans pointedly. When your gaze returned to his face, Harry's expression grew hard, but you were pretty sure that wasn't the only thing that was hard.

"You're a real brat, you know that?"

You shrugged. "You gonna do something about it?"

You could not believe where this was heading. When you answered the door, you wanted to slam it in Harry's face, part of you still did. But you were under some kind of spell. It had to be his cologne, or his eyes, something. Something was making you act this way, despite the fact that you found him extremely irritating.

"I have a couple things in mind, but—What are you doing?"

You weren't really sure, but you were going with it. You'd sunk down to your knees and had begun to work his belt undone. Quickly, you met his eyes to make sure this was all okay, and when he nodded, you continued to undress him while he continued to speak.

"I—I've been told I have to—shit," he hissed. "I have to get you to come back and go on tour with us."

You'd finally gotten his jeans off completely, and the cool air surprised him. Sitting back on your heels, you looked back up at him innocently. "Okay."

Harry had been distracted by your hands, which had begun to explore. But when you caved easily, he peeked an eye open. "Okay? That's it?"

Shrugging, you said, "Sure, I just have to hear you say it."

"Say what?" he asked, but you had a feeling that he would do just about anything you said right about now.

"I'll come back and go on tour with you if you say, out loud, that I'm better than him."

He'd gone back to closing his eyes, enjoying the feeling of your hands, but you stopped to get his focus back. "Better than who?"

"Better than Mitch. If you tell me right now that I'm a better guitarist than him, I'll come back."

Harry glared at you, but you just shrugged again. "Up to you," you said simply.

He took his time, debating whether what he was feeling was worth saying what you wanted him to say. He'd unwittingly walked into a trap, though you only planned it when he stepped inside your home. He didn't even have to mean it, you just wanted to hear him say it.

Pulling your phone out, you began to scroll, letting him know you weren't particularly bothered by his current predicament, and that wasn't just referring to the tour.

Finally, horniness won out, and he muttered, "Fine."

He agreed, but he hadn't actually said anything. "I'm waiting."

"Fucking brat," he muttered under his breath. "You're a better guitarist than Mitch. There. Happy?"

"Very," you said. "Especially since I can listen to you say it over and over again."

You were scrolling on your phone, but only to find your voice recorder app. The second he said he would do it, you hit record. And just to rub salt in the wound, you hit the "play" button.

"You're a better guitarist than Mitch. There. Happy?"

Smiling, you shut your phone off and slid it in your back pocket. "I think I'm gonna make that my ringtone."

Done with your games, Harry reached down to hold your hair in his hand. "Are we doing this or not?"

You shrugged. "Sure. Why not."

Just like you predicted, he glared at you even more, but that didn't stop him from urging you on, guiding your head with the hand holding your hair. You were sure he hated that you couldn't be assed whether you hooked up with him or not. He seemed like the type that needed to be praised in bed, but you weren't about to give him any kind of satisfaction. Well, not any verbal satisfaction.

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun on this tour, you and I," he said through gritted teeth when you eventually gave in.

You hummed noncommitally, trying to appear like you didn't really care. But you did. Harry was an ass and had expressed some diva-like behavior, but it would be fun to push his buttons and see how far his limits actually went.

Maybe touring with him wouldn't be so bad after all.

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles oneshot #harry styles x you #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfic #harry styles x reader #harry styles blurb #harry styles writing #harry styles one shot

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centrally-unplanned · 1 month

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I am beginning the "Understanding Victoria 3" journey - I love Paradox and love Victoria 2, but I didn't vibe with 3 on release. but I didn't try too hard - after all its a Paradox game on release, they always kind of suck lol, you gotta wait for a few patches.

So I began a Japan file (weeb alert) and am taking it one step at a time. I think I have the economic fundamentals a bit down now with the "construction sector" gameplay loop - build up some construction buildings, look at sell/buy mismatches, drag peasants into the market economy, and then plan for multi-step supply chain moments and key production line switches building everything needed at once. I still get what is worth vs not worth, but that will come with time.

I do like the core system here - the "peasant" stock is a clever workaround of a Vicky 2 problem. Tons of workers start out "outside" the market economy doing subsistence farming, which is ahistorical (1836 rural economies in almost all countries were heavily commercialized) but in Vicky 2 a lot of what you did to boost things like RGO production was just "wait" - wait for techs, wait for population to grow, because everyone started fully employed. Now you can plan your economy way more effectively as there is a deep labor pool to play with.

On the down sides the UI is extremely messy. No screen really gives you "the economy", in the way you want it. Where is labor, where is infrastructure bottlenecks, what goods do my factories need to go to next production level tech, etc. Its all scattered to the winds like an artificial difficulty increase, like if I put it all in one place it would make what decision to make too obvious. But I can still tell, so its annoying as opposed to challenging.

Additionally it seems like I do *not* have to educate new people for jobs. I can just draft peasants right into universities as staff and such. This seems like a big error to me? But maybe I don't get it yet.

I haven't really touched diplo yet so no thoughts. Politics I don't really understand yet. I get the "fundamentals", you form coalition governments and based on their ideology they support different laws. But how I, as the player, actually interact with it in a positive way I haven't grokked yet. I want to both initiate change, and also be hit with challenges that I have to grapple with, and I am not sure of how to do either yet. Will be my next focus.

(The game does seem very event-bare, but ofc when it came to Vicky II I was always playing mods. One step at a time)

#victoria 3

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vikkirosko · 1 year

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Since it's the holiday season, could I request Blitzø, Moxxie, Striker, and/or Husk being caught under the mistletoe with the reader?

Headcanons Mistletoe

🃏 Husk x Reader 🥃

For sinners, the end of the year meant that they would soon be in danger and they could easily lose their lives a second time. But Charlie didn't want the inhabitants of the hotel to get hung up on gloomy thoughts, so she decorated the hotel with Christmas decorations. Husk tried to ignore them, but even his bar was decorated. You often spent time there, but neither you nor he paid attention to these decorations

When you once again spent time together in a bar, you didn't pay attention to the flashing garlands and other decorations, but when Angel started making strange noises, you both realized that something was wrong. When you looked at him, you realized that he was imitating the sound of a kiss. Husk was annoyed by his actions and you tried to understand their reason. Only when you raised your head did you realize that the reason for this was the mistletoe that was hanging over you

Husk didn't notice your upward gaze, being annoyed, which made Angel laugh even more. Now you understood the reason for this and couldn't help but smile. When Husk just started to get indignant, you leaned forward a little and kissed him, then pointed him to the mistletoe, to the ringing Angel's laugh

Husk was surprised by what you did and wanted to be outraged, but you left before he could do it. He was displeased, but he blushed anyway. He didn't attach much importance to traditions and droned for a long time about the need to remove the mistletoe from his bar, but he never did it. He kept saying that he would do it a little later, but you knew perfectly well that this was not the case

😈 Blitzø x Reader 🐴

Blitzø was delighted with the upcoming holiday. He decorated the office, made the workers wear Christmas sweaters and put on a headband with a mistletoe wire on it. He wanted to make a festive mood for his subordinates, including you

Despite the fact that not all of his subordinates supported his Christmas mood, but he saw that you liked what he came up with. You hummed a Christmas song to yourself and continued to work while Blitzø was thinking how to approach you.He managed to get a kiss on the cheek from Millie. Moxxie and Loona refused to do it. However, he wanted you to be the one to kiss him

You saw him and his mistletoe perfectly. You couldn't help but smile at that. When he came up to you again, you bent down and kissed him. He was more than happy with it. He tried to come up with some more subtle plan, but he was also satisfied with your initiative

He was ready to wear a mistletoe headband until the end of the holidays and even longer. For him, it was an excuse to get your kisses at any time, even if it was in the middle of a work meeting. You found it cute and didn't refuse him kisses. Sometimes Blitzø even wanted mistletoe to be with you all year round

😈 Moxxie x Reader 🎶

You and Moxxie loved spending holidays together. That's why you decorated your apartment together for the upcoming Christmas. Mistletoe was one of the first ornaments you hung. Kissing under the mistletoe was a part of the holiday for you and there were a lot of them

You and Moxxie loved to turn on records with Christmas music and dance to them. Every time you found yourself under the mistletoe during the dance, you kissed, and then continued your dance with gentle smiles. It was one of your traditions that you have been observing for the past few years that you have been together

Your first kiss was also under the mistletoe. He only told you about his feelings then, but he didn't have the courage to kiss you then. It was the first time you celebrated Christmas together and he didn't notice the mistletoe you hung. That's why your kiss came as a surprise to him. However, he was not against it, ready to give you a huge number of tender kisses

Christmas was a special holiday for you. It was a day when you spent time together, giving each other warm hugs and tender kisses. It was one of those holidays whose atmosphere gave you warmth and peace that it was difficult for you to achieve in everyday life and mistletoe was a pleasant addition

🐍 Striker x Reader 👢

While Christmas was a holiday for many inhabitants of Hell, for Striker it was one of the busiest times of the year. He had more work to do and rarely found time for holidays. However, these holidays he finished earlier and came to you. You were always waiting for him, hoping that he would be able to finish his work earlier, and it was on this evening that he did it

You were glad to see him. You didn't prepare much for the upcoming holiday, but you still decorated your apartment and the mistletoe that you hung in the kitchen was one of your Christmas decorations. You and Striker were chatting in the kitchen where he was eating the salad you cooked. You managed to forget about the decoration, so when Striker kissed you, you were surprised. It was only when he pointed out the mistletoe to you that you realized why he suddenly kissed you so unexpectedly

Striker wasn't a fan of holidays, but he liked the mistletoe tradition. It was another reason for him to kiss you for no particular reason. Because of his work, you didn't see each other that often, so another reason for kissing was important to him

He did not regret that he did not take even more work and decided to spend time with you. You didn't have much time that you could spend together, which is why you valued every moment together. Striker didn't know how long he would be at home, so he was going to spend as much time with you as possible

#Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Hotel x Reader #Hazbin Hotel headcanons #Husk #Husk x Reader #Blitzø #Blitzø x Reader #Moxxie #Moxxie x Reader #Striker #Striker x Reader #helluva boss headcanons #helluva boss #helluva boss x reader

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jayblanc · 6 months

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The Strike is over, but the conditions continue.

Okay, so the Media Strikes are over* what now? Everything is fine right, and onwards we go.

Except... All the guys who worked their hardest to undermine the Unions are all still there. And let me assure you that even when they're not outright hostile, there's swathes of "Producers" who maintain wilful ignorance of what they need to do to be right by their workers.

Here's an example from the "wilful ignorance" end of that scale, and one that threatens to become too common an occurrence as we enter the age of the multi-million dollar 'crowdfunded' production.

Back in the middle of the Strike, the producers of the successful crowd funded 'Lackadaisy' Pilot announced a crowd funded series order. They quickly hit their target for a new episode, then a short-season production order, and raised more than enough that they declared they could complete a full season production order at two million dollars.

I contacted the producers to ask if they were going to do right by their returning SAG-AFTRA cast, and be careful to follow SAG-AFTRA terms and consider getting an appropriate waiver if they needed one.

I received almost immediate lash-back from the producers, who were incensed that I questioned them, and accused me of 'trying to tear them down to be a hero'. They then issued this public statement on their crowd funder, buried as a silent update to their FAQ...

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We are not members of the AMPTP (Alliance of Motion Picture and Television Producers). That is the body that SAG-AFTRA (The Screen Actors Guild – American Federation of Television and Radio Artists) and the WGA (Writers Guild of America) are on strike against. We are also not a theatrical production (which the strikes are explicitly targeting), and so are not subject to the strikes. We negotiate our contracts with our crew members directly, not through AMPTP. Those AMPTP contracts are what SAG-AFTRA and the WGA are objecting to, and we do not use those objectionable contracts. We wholeheartedly support the current labor actions, and hope labor is able to achieve every single one of their demands and more! There is no art without artists, and art is labor. SOLIDARITY FOREVER!

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Let's go over this statement...

"We are not members of the AMPTP" - No, you personally are not. And under the line producers are indeed annoyed at the AMPTP for making it appear they represent all production staffers when they do not. But... And this is important, all production *companies* are still employers, and SAG-AFTRA, WGA and IATSE are the collective bargaining units that hold them to account. And these unions have to operate from the assumption that your company might, for example, seek to do a deal with Netflix to get the series streamed there... And even if they're "Just going to put it on YouTube", well, it may come as a shock but YouTube is owned by a Big Media Company called Google. It is actually very hard to distribute media truly independently than you might think, and avoiding the AMPTP is difficult. Particularly since they don't make their member companies particularly easy to identify, and there's no published list of them... But even if you still do all that, this still means your production company is Management, and the unions have every right to look after your work force.

"We are also not a theatrical production" - This is either weasel wording, or wilful ignorance. No, they are not a "Theatrical Production". But having a budget over one million dollars means they are a "Television Production", even if independently streamed and distributed. And relevant expectations of following a collectively bargained agreement in the relevant category still exist.

"We negotiate our contracts with our crew members directly" - Nothing says you understand collective bargaining more than insisting on individual negotiations with your work force.

"Those AMPTP contracts are what SAG-AFTRA and the WGA are objecting to, and we do not use those objectionable contracts." - Again this is either wilful ignorance of weasel wording. The 'Minimum Agreements' were not set out by the AMPTP, they're the product of the unions pushing them into agreeing on them. And they are the minimums, not full contracts. The strikes were about renegotiating better minimums agreements. And the new minimum agreements won't be "AMPTP Contracts" either, but the bare minimum the unions will demand from you.

"There is no art without artists, and art is labor. SOLIDARITY FOREVER!" - I find it strange to end this statement on a declaration of solidarity, after spending the rest of it explaining how you don't think that solidarity applies to you.

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Now I want to make it clear, I am not making an assumption of malice on behalf of the Lackadaisy production. I wish them and those that will be working for them, all the best of luck.

But, at the end of the day, worker conditions are harmed just as much by wilful ignorance as direct malice. And sometimes, people who have assured themselves that they are good people can cause harm because they simply don't bother to examine their assumptions. And then cause further harm by doubling down on it when questioned, because they believe themselves to be good people, so anyone 'attacking them' must be a bad person.

And some times that means intervention to drag them into actually understanding their obligations. Be it reluctantly, be it kicking and screaming about being attacked, be it actively opposed. That's what unions are there for.

And that's what Solidarity actually means.

(*IATSE, the associated media worker trade group is expected to go on strike when their collective contract is up for renegotiation early 2024)

#sag aftra #wga strike #iatse #support unions #union strong #solidarity #production #lackadaisy

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I’ve been thinking about it a bunch since purgatory ended and I think the main issue for me and maybe in general too was it was WAY too hyped and then turned out to just be pointless in the long run. Like qsmp was at its peak story wise for so many character (Cellbit murdering the workers, Slime with code flippa, Phil not knowing what was real after the birdhouse and being constantly followed by birds, Bagi and her dealing with her brothers actions and impacting how she saw him and herself, Baghera learning she was raised by the federation, BBH and his stuff with the soul vultures and Ron, Etoiles and Fit with the resistance stuff) and for others they were beginning/getting more into their personal lore (Pol, Antoine, Pierre, foolish, tubbo) and then this event was thrown at us as being this CRAZY, NOTHING WILL EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN, YOURE NOT READY FOR THIS BEST EVENT EVER and as everyone was very in “story mode” it meant as viewers we would assume that it would be linked to that but it just turned out to be a pvp grinding competition for two weeks that had no pay off and amounted to nothing except burning out most of the active players making them take extended breaks from the server and didn’t achieve the obvious goal of trying to incentivise ccs who don’t log in often because they’re not interested in lore to log in because nobody who doesn’t play semi regularly logged in after the first day anyway and it even discouraged people who play regularly from logging in (Antoine literally said he wasn’t going to play in the event after the first day because he doesn’t enjoy that style of event and gameplay) so it was like this massive hyped thing that amounted to literally nothing and in the process delayed/derailed peoples personal lore (which was what most people were watching for, their faves povs story) and made a bunch of their most active players take a break and I know for me personally and a bunch of others I’ve seen say similar things it honestly impacted peoples desire to watch as regularly

Purgatory is easily the worst arc that happened on the server. Like, I admire the admins effort and everything and I hope it works better for whatever they're planning with the new one they plan on doing with smaller CCs, but god I hated it so much. At some point I just stopped watching, I couldn't take it and I completely understand why some CCs just gave up.

Nothing paid off. I know some people can see a good thing they gained from it (Bolas and Soulfire found family maybe), but I don't think there was a good single thing for me. Nothing that was sacrificed to make this arc was worthy for me. And it also happened to make the fandom infinitely worse, created a big divide that is still not gone and made the annoying people even more annoying, and got them more support.

I wish I could just forget this arc exists and hopefully things get more consistently better in the next few months. I know some people want to see the consequences between the characters, but I'll be way happier if they just pretended it didn't exist.

#qsmp neg #not even a crit at this point because i just hated everything #ask

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Sometimes I really want to read a short summary of what to expect from a game… and thankfully people can also submit their summaries of games they played and help me (and others) find games that cater to their interests!

submitted by @lairofsentinel

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what to expect from ROAD 96: Mile 0

Story-driven game with little to play, and more about picking options.

This game is a prequel of Road 96. Here, we understand Zoe’s background in detail and the reason why she, as the daughter’s Petria’s oil minister, left the main city. Zoe is a character we met in the previous game I've talked about before.

You play with 2 teenagers: Kaito, the son of an exploited working class parents, and Zoe, the daughter of the country’s oil minister. There is no customization.

In this game, we are focused on the City of Petria, a fantasy mixture of north of Mexico and communist Russia, where the tyranny is led by an “elected president called” Tyrak. Mainstream media is completely bought and altered by his party. I have done a criticism about the first game and the real world countries that inspired it. Nowadays, ironically, everything that was done as a criticism of communism [for example, Orwell’s stories] applies perfectly well as a criticism for capitalism, so I’m torn about this game and where it’s aiming for, specially when you know it's a French production.

It’s needless to say that this game has a high content criticizing our current democracy systems. There is also some room for questioning fanatic behaviour in either side: fascist fanatics as well as revolutionary fanatics. One can agree or disagree with the content of this game, but I like how it stimulates your thoughts and your questions.

Its narrative is a lot simpler than in the first game.

We find and meet some of the characters we saw in the previous game too; like the only reporter of the city, Sonya; the kind policewoman Fany, the tired revolutionary John, or the genius kid who is on the road, Alex.

The game loosely presents the previous game’s 3 alignments: revolutionary, moderate, and mainstream. But they seem to be less tight than in the previous game.

This game has a lot of minigames that may end up being very annoying.

Among the minigames, and as transitions between big acts in the storytelling, we have something called “rides”, in which Kaito and Zoe do a race in high speed in skater or roll skates. Despite being a beautiful, artistic resources, in which we are delighted with amazing music, fast-pace movement, colour and aesthetics according to the part of the story we are exploring [therefore, it has deep meaning and symbolism], they tend to be performed a bit off. There are a lot of camera changes you don’t control that make these rides a bit more challenging that they should be. For a nice compilation of all these rides, check this video [tons of spoilers, though]. I personally love this ride in particular, when the same tyrant politician who developed a police state a la Big Brother and controls and exploits the worker class to death in oil towns is elected again for 10 years more.

The game has decent graphics without asking you to have a NASA computer.

Game fully voiced.

Several different endings, I can count around 9, depending on the last scene choices, which are available depending on how much reputation as revolutionary, moderate, questioning or mainstream you were along the game.

Short game, around 5 hours of gameplay.

——- Plot? ——-

You play as Zoe or Kaito, living in the city of White Sands, where the president, the oil minister, and the flashy reporter Sonya live. The main plot revolves about the friendship between Zoe and Kaito, and how the class difference and reality affects their perspectives and relationship so deeply.

——- Gameplay? ——-

You interact with the NPCs and the environment in a way that increase or decrease your moderation, mainstream support, or revolutionary views. Sometimes there are boring, annoying mini games as the story progresses.

——- Characters? ——-

Mainly Kaito and Zoe.

——- LGBT? ——-

Nothing, so far I perceived.

——- Sadness level? ——-

Low, but keeps you thinking.

——- Happy ending? Deaths? ——-

There may be deaths depending on your choices. The endings are always bittersweet or bad. Zoe always leaves the city since she is found in the previous game on the road.

#lairofsentinel #what to expect #road 96 mile 0

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Update:

it's been a little over 3 weeks and... I had to quit the clinic/leave early. which obviously derails the plans I've had completely. which is annoying and very frustrating and elicited feelings & thoughts I hate to have. but it was the right decision. this clinic was horrible for me and only made me more unstable with every day that I was there (didn't think that was possible, lol).

(details and a bit of a rant under the cut)

while, usually, it makes sense for things to get a little worse first before it gets better, this was not the case here. I didn't feel comfortable with the staff. the doctors and therapists seemed very dismissive and hectic to me. the organisation and communication were crap. (like... how the fuck do I have five doctors/therapists in a room with me, discussing what meds to give me, only for them to not have a single clue about that a week later (after not giving me the meds because they Forgot...) and not believe me when I repeated what THEY told me. only for the meds to have lactose in them (I'm lactose intolerant) and so of course I reacted (they KNEW I had an issue with lactose and still gave them to me. I wouldn't even have known what was in them if I hadn't looked up the package insert online...) like what the actual fucking fuck). I've been to 2 clinics before and it was far better there, which is great and I'm glad I had something to compare my experience there to because sometimes I thought I might be overreacting, but I explained it to both of my social workers independently and they both agreed that it was Not Good. I already felt that way on my very first day there, but decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and just wait and see for two weeks at least. but alas, it only got worse for me. I also sat down with one of the doctors and one of the therapists and my social worker last week to talk my issues and my fears through with them; but again, they just didn't even try to help. (basically, what that talk came down to was that "[they] can't do more than what [they're] doing already (virtually Nothing) and it's solely on me to make the best of it or quit otherwise". obviously, I know that myself. I was looking for some guidance and help. some sort of advice. maybe a recommendation for someplace else. just... something. i explicitly asked for it, too. and I would have gotten that at those two other clinics I went to before because they actually cared about helping me. just for comparison's sake. instead, I was busy explaining my issues (more than I listed here, and I didn't exactly say that I had issues with the staff because duh but y'know, there were enough other issues that came up anyway) three times to make them somewhat 'understand' and have my social worker reiterate how badly I've been doing and how much help I need and that I'm feeling very helpless and alone; even while I'm there.)

for anyone that ever considers going to a mental health clinic: you should feel like you can actually talk to somebody if needed. you should feel safe. you should feel like you'll be caught when falling. you should never feel like you have to manage on your own completely. mental hospitals are for support and management. the staff should be a shoulder to lean on, a listening ear, a guiding hand, a safe haven that you can practice in/with. if that is not what you encounter at the hospital, you should look for a different one (if possible).

anyway. I've been debating with myself for over a week whether or not I should actually quit and I couldn't really decide until this Tuesday. that was the first day I was back at the clinic after five whole days off (because of the holidays), and it was like Hell on earth. it only showed me that if I had to do this every day for 3 to 5 more weeks, I'd break down completely and can go to a closed psychiatry right after, which is exactly what I've been trying to prevent with this clinic, of course. that's how bad it'd been for me there.

something that's been frustrating me most about this clinic and the dismissiveness of the staff I encountered, though, is that they were very clearly not equipped for a patient like me (somebody with severe symptoms, several different disorders, unprocessed traumas, etc.), and that they should have felt responsible enough to tell me that when I came in for a first talk in December to be put on the waiting list for a spot at the clinic. the whole point of this first talk is to assess whether or not this clinic is the right space for me, if they are equipped for somebody like me. instead they just waved me through and now I was forced to have that realisation on my own and become increasingly angry toward the staff because it's very irresponsible of them. most other patients I encountered there had depression, anxiety, and/or burn-out and were already on their way to getting better. and this clinic helped them gain back control, learn to manage better, etc. and for a lot of them it helped them. that's great and I'm happy for them! but it's very clear that that is what this clinic is truly for. not for someone like me. and they know that, in my opinion, they should know that, at least. and they should have told me to look for a different clinic instead because this wasn't the one for me. (but from what I've been told by other patients they really just let anyone in there...)

my social workers and I are working on making sure I can find something else (not a clinic for now tho). hopefully, I can get stabilised with the different approach we've been looking into, so I can do the second clinic stay (at the one I've been to before) I've mentioned in my original post.

anyway... that's the update. I wish it was a happier/more optimistic one. but alas, maybe next time!

take care! <3

#i never quit anything unless i absolutely have to because it'd kill me otherwise (not exaggerating) lol i hate it hereee #again this is mostly for myself to look back on because sometimes i do treat my blog like a journal lol #but in case somebody was actually curious about how it's been going... dhhskfdhkjhsk sorry about the rant in that case lmfao #also if anyone is reading this and wondering why i make the staff responsible for not telling me to look for sth else immediately:#i've been turned away from several clinics & therapists before for the same reasons (that they weren't equipped for me)#it IS their responsibility to assess that and tell you that upfront. at least in my experiences of the past 5 years it was...#because if they actually care about helping people they'll know their part in possibly making things worse for someone-#-if they were to be without the right care. that's the whole point after all #jesse.talks

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you're asian. you should understand. do some research into what a tool of imperialism and colonialization and war, what a tool of racial fetishization """sex work"""" is.

Ah. And there it is.

You had quite a different tune just three asks ago:

youre 16. women which have been trafficked their entire childhoods, which have been sex slaves, which have been "sex workers" have more a right to speak than you, im sorry but you quite literally dont understand. i am nonwestern. i was poor.

stop with the fucking sex work shit because you think anything else is offensive. its privileged. its privileged western bullshit which is offensive as fuck and speaks over those of us who are Actually impacted by this god damn narrative.

Make up your mind. Am I evil privileged white-adjacent imperialist oppressor or poor fellow victim oppressed uwu femme of color? Ignorant invading outsider or alike comrade who’d understand your struggles? Person Deserving Of A Voice here or person who should shut up about this?

Do you think someone like me with my particular marginalizations and experiences would see your offer as kind generous benevolent helpful education, or as yet another example of the misogynistic and adultist (and racist) paternalism I have been subjected to throughout my life?

Do you think someone like me with my particular marginalizations and experiences am the type to buy into moral panic, to leave behind rigorous examination the moment the buzzwords come out, to cave to sex negativity the moment I am pressured with think of the poor women and think of the children? I’m a freak and a deviant and a degenerate, along with “(C )SA survivor” and “feminist of color.” I feel no loyalty to you and your crowd. I have nothing for the people who wished to tokenize me and then call for my murder the moment I stepped out of the Acceptable sj circle and I have no interest in repetitions of the same argument that has been used trying to justify my and my communities’ extermination (“if you say/do that you are literally offending/harming every single rape survivor”--“rape apologist/enabler” weaponized as a marker of an Immoral person to level violence and abuse against, and not just to indicate someone with specific sets of beliefs that actually enable/support rape)

“You’re Asian. You should understand.”

And then, not one sentence later:

“do some research into what a tool of imperialism and colonialization and war, what a tool of racial fetishization """sex work"""" is.”

Gotta pick one, anon. Asian, so should understand? Or privileged bourgeois white-adjacent westerner, so doesn’t understand, and should do their research?

All of the above which ties fairly well into one of the things I answered to your first ask: SWERFs’ habit of tokenizing the marginalized, treating us all as monoliths, then silencing us if we disagree or don’t fit the narrative, or immediately jumping to a “poor deluded brainwashed lost little lambs” narrative (which they of course are immune to, and can “save” us from), but also going back to tokenization and agreement if they find us useful. “Privileged” and “oppressed,” “imperialist” and “colonized” becoming idpol buzzwords instead of meaningful material class indicators.

I usually do slightly different discourses here; sw crim vs legalization vs decrim hasn’t really been one of my major topics of interest compared to others. I’ve only properly posted about it with my own commentary very few times over the past year, so I’m not exactly sure where this is coming from, but I have several guesses:

- yesterday on fedi I live-tweeted my reactions to a sex-negative TIRF piece I was reading and felt annoyed about. the portions I screenshotted might’ve mentioned sw a few times, though it wasn’t the focus of my critique, but maybe one of you people with a vendetta regarding my discoursing decided to follow me here? wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened

- yesterday, on my alt, I reblogged a post calling out a “transfeminist” for citing Esperanza Fonseca’s SWERF piece to a transfeminist reading list, and calling out her paternalistic sentiments in attempting to speak for Asians and the third world as a westerner (I put in some snarky tags but I didn’t think it would catch much notice)

- several months ago I posted a few quotes from Kate Zen Joy’s pro-decrim Medium essay responding to Esperanza’s, and reblogged it with a long personal rant about some unpleasant dynamics I have observed in swerf discourse and attempts by westerners and sympathizers at discussing Asian/Third World communism (the thing only received one note, a reblog from a friend who has since been suspended)

- on this blog I’ve also reblogged some other callouts of Esperanza and AF3IRM for their carceral proposals regarding prostitution and covert racist transmisogyny, and I reblogged one a few weeks ago with some snarky tag commentary (but no one has put any notes on that one either yet)

- two days ago some radfem decided to spread trafficking conspiracy theories in the notes of a leftist post. I responded, they doubled down and were rude to me, I checked their blog and saw several rightwing posts. I blocked them and posted the interaction to my blog. my post was not tagged with any swerf/radfem tags.

- a few months ago my mutual was arguing with some terfs about sw, and I decided to add my take to a few of the reblogs, and blocked everyone, and shortly after someone decided to traumadump in my inbox in graphic detail complete with adultist insults and other patronizing language, but no one else harassed me beyond that

- earlier this year some terf tagged me to accuse me of hating third-world cis WOC by derailing a post about femicide (I didn’t; it was someone else who’d had this URL before they deleted and I took it), and a lot of terfs reblogged the OG to dunk on the previous aronarchy, but no one else apart from her complained at me directly (apart from another vague anon a few months later)

I’m not even really active in arguing with people on Tumblr at all (anymore). Apart from that I’ve retweeted and posted a few things on Twitter but none of this is much at all compared to the people who devote their entire days and life’s work to defending decrim and arguing with swerfs, many of whom are (T)WOC and/or sex trafficking survivors, I’m really not sure what could’ve warranted or provoked four separate anonymous asks sent to me almost completely out of the blue to harass me. Callout post I haven’t noticed yet? Or just plain stalking? I don’t know.

Again, I challenge you to simply replace “sex work” with “____ work,” “____” for literally anything else, any other occupation, any other form of labor, any other form of labor which involves coercion or exploitation. I ask you to differentiate between “has been used as a tool of,” “has involved,” and “inherently equals/involves/requires.” Keep your rude condescension to yourself. Keep your bold fucking assumptions about my supposed lack of knowledge to yourself. Shut up about my privileged and marginalized demographic traits until you have an accurate map of which is which, and stop treating one like the other.

I would say “do your own research,” but I’m not really sure which recommended readings I would start with--my stance is based off several years of listening to various sex workers’ experiences and opinions here and there, and reading swerf/authcom pieces and interrogating them for their internal inconsistencies and spending time thinking about their arguments and other arguments (I only started actually writing them down very recently). And some things some discoursers/activists I admire have written, but I don’t have many of those saved, and some have been wiped from the internet. Mainly building off a larger theory base of materialism/anti-essentialism, several years of unpleasant experiences regarding radfem spaces and following the flow of their/your arguments to their roots, and a great deal of lived experience regarding christian fundamentalism and purity culture (and things from/for the perspective of someone like me don’t seem to be written down in longform very much at this point in time).

Like--I’m a very tired, very traumatized person, I stopped trying to hold puritan hands a long time ago, I don’t have the time or the spoons to entertain your bullshit and try to talk you through all of our disagreements all while you hurl insults at me, I’m really not interested and I’ve already wasted a lot of time I needed to do other things on writing out surface-level responses to all these today, I would really appreciate if you just fucked off from my blog forever and left me the fuck alone, and all your swerf friends with you.

Get out.

#ask #anon #anon hate #racism cw #swerfs #ageism cw

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nightlyponder · 11 months

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even as a meat eater the arguments that are pro-meat eating that happen On Here are not the strong arguments people be tryna make them out to be. even without seeing the counterarguments from the vegans/vegetarians i follow, which i dont follow many, the pro meat arguments dont stand on their own.

there are extremists in the anti meat camp for sure but it annoys me to know they are a minority in that camp and i actually dont hear from them as often as i hear people complain bout them.

what irritates me most though is that i saw a post come across my dash that was a criticism of veg* folk where the tone was very much in line with how capitalists talk about capitalism + anti communist rhetoric. its the lack of imagination in envisioning a world beyond what currently is. the post was very much 'how can the world exist without animal agriculture, its impossible'. maybe it is with that attitude. and the fact that it was reblogged by a solarpunk person too grinds my gears. like arent we here for supporting new technologies that reduce harm and that is efficient? there are beasts of burden that folk rely on because they dont have other technology to use but isnt that something we could work toward?

(also meat eaters also eat non meat products, aint nobody out here eating nothing but meat and if they are, their body isnt doing well i can promise you that so those arguments bout people's veggies/fruits bein picked by exploited workers, girl do you think your veggies/fruits are comin from somewhere different?? but i digress)

and i dont even wanna get into the posts that say "nature is unfair" as a defense to eating meat because theres a lot that goes on in nonhuman animal lives that we as beings with morals and complex understandings that we don't do because we understand its wrong (talking about sexual assault and murder, like come on sis. male lions naturally kill a lioness' cubs before mating with her to take over the pride, what does that have to do with how humans govern themselves.)

im okay with saying i eat meat because i like it and its easier for me to find food options without worrying about animal products and that eating animals has ties to cultural practices, rather than using a 'these are our animalistic urges therefore we're right to do it' defensive. thats too close to arguments that justify misogynist bullshit too ('men are animals, they cant help their urges that why he assaulted her' like hello? do you see the dots connected the bullshit to the other bullshit).

these are the goal posts im talking within. not gonna go into dietary restrictions based on (dis)abilities because thats a different argument than the arguments im annoyed at, as stated above. but also every vegan i follow makes it abundantly clear its about reducing as much harm as possible so you do the best you can and theres no one who can do it 100% but the whole point is to try, and that veganism isn't a diet, its an ideology that includes addressing how we eat because it can't be separated from the ideology.

i just want more good faith arguments from my fellow meat eaters. cuz if there's anyone who has been successful in pushing me toward a more vegan lifestyle its the weak but strangely strongly supported arguments of other meat eaters.

#im not interested in poking the bear on the conversation of veganism but i have thoughts #so this is not rebloggable and its goin under a read more #jericho.txt #it wasnt supposed to be this long

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sp00kysk3lly · 10 months

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First therapy session today with the psychiatrist today…

Feelings: Anxious. Scared. Worried. Wanting to make myself ill so I don’t have to go….

I don’t know what to think about it. I’m scared they’ll be like all the others that I had at that place, (I’ll call it CC).

At CC I’ve had a psychiatrist tell me to go online and see which mental health problem fits me best…. (It’s not a fucking clothes shop mate!)

I’ve also had a CBT therapist spend 50 minutes EACH session, sit and talk about diabetes and testing me on my diabetes knowledge. Every. Single. Session. The only thing I did for CBT was a story of how I’d kill my friends. That’s it. Nothing else.

Then I’ve had 2 people don’t really know what they were to be honest (I doubt they had any medical degree, they didn’t seem to know a lot). They fobbed me off on some “support worker” who turned out to be weird. Kept wanting to come to my house even after I told him I wasn’t comfortable with it and I’d gladly meet him somewhere else. I don’t know if it’s because he was a man or if I just had red flags thrown into my face, but I was certainly 100 percent uncomfortable.

They always tell my doctors or whoever referred me that I was “reluctant” when I simply just left because I wasn’t getting the right help or support. Why should I stay somewhere when I’m not being helped?

I don’t think talking about my diabetes for 50 minutes each week was helping me with my thoughts, was it?

Hopefully these people are better. I’ve looked up the psychiatrist I’ll be seeing, and she seems qualified enough. But I still don’t understand why they’d have a occupational therapist in the appointment??? It doesn’t make sense as I’m there for PTSD and Pure O OCD??

And I’m also not very good with new people so I hope they can understand that. Sometimes these mental health professionals, they think people are going to go in there and be all talkative.

Considering that I’m also angry at my current therapist for ending my sessions early. I was suppose to have 8 sessions, not 4!!! Making me comfortable and then make me leave and go somewhere new with new people that I don’t know?? How am I suppose to feel? Happy?

What annoys me most is the fact that on the 28th, in my session with the current therapist, I slightly made eye contact, something that I don’t really do much and haven’t done since HJ was in my life.

Wish me luck I guess!

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vlvtrkii · 1 year

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It's currently 2:53 am and i just watched the first two episodes of season 1 os succession and tbh it at first looked ike i might not understand as half the things were quite flowing above my head

but then i think i quite got the grip on the ongoing situation and tbh if i try to sum it al up it's really infa t just a shitshow and i really don't want to see a show of bunch of lustful greedy fail trying to take over while lsi being coward at the same time and tryna play safe but terribly failing since none of them actually has anyone's back yk they all just a bunch of backstabbers ready to bite you anytime and take all the profit.... It's just how evryone in the screen is there for the money except some two or three characters i guess

All of logans kids remind me of those useless nepo kids of Hollywood tbh cuz i think Logan was right when he decided to still be the CEO since Kendall is really not mature enough and brave to be a CEO or step up and same goes with the other kids

They all are so emotionally sensitive and want a safe place but also has got the greed and lust from their father

They want to top each other but also don't want to hurt the else feeling or be straightforward with their motives to the others

Funny hw every side character slash spouse of them are gold diggers and just their for money like God damn babes

I think shiv is also quite emotional and vulnerable to stupid people but she has got that bossy instincts and roman do lack maturity to a whole other level

Kendall is just a emotional attached boy with skills but the fact he is not strong for the Bulls game like he can't even convince his siblings, he lack that bossy nature, he is too emotional and sensitive and tbh weak for a job that runs the whole fucking company and i do believe Logan was right when he said he might need a more time to get all that strictness, and he wasn't firing him tbh he is the most appropriate our of all four,,, but the fact Logan decided to do the Marcy thing in the game kinda screwed it up since i think evrybody knows she is a gold digger it was obvious and still Logan did such a stupid thing was maybe just becuz idk it's his third wife and i beleive he has more moments with her and also obvi the NSFW thing,, maybe that's why he is actually attached but i also of beleive that maybe he was just fucking it all up to scre them even harder cuz ain't no way a man running a company and so heartless would be this dumb

And conner was the person i felt quite the best in characters but ohh when he showed up with willa,,,, like why do rich PPL are so nasty and yucky bro

And don't get me started on how big of a loser is Greg i mean yeah maybe he's just a filler or sm shit but it's so annoying and he is not being relatable, he is just purely an ass tbh like how did he not grow up at all and till dream high to play this game when he literally discussed abt shoes with her mom

He is the iconic manchild but with more hairs and leaning on soft side of his way of body language and all which don't make it so annoying but rather tumblrworthy

And Tim is just a dick and i hate how he's technically using shiv to be somewhere in that game like what the fuck

logan has all the CEO qualities except maybe he is too harsh and egoistic and don't suck ppl's dick to get his things done which is impressive atleast he ain't a bitch but he also lacks how to be loyal and yk the man of words cuz of what he did to Frank and the debt thing makes it a lil more clear that he really don't have some business mides strategies and hasn't read books like Kendall has,,,, but yeah a man of words won't fire a loyal co worker of 30 years for a shitty son so maybe he too lacked there in order to support his sons but i think he did it in order to keep the business in the hands of his family after he steps down idk

I just don't want to watch a show where evryone is a shitty person in general but idk i might not continue it altho its just been two fucking episodes but in alr tired for this long ass commitment

#Succession #succession s1 #Succession season 1 #Kendall roy #roy siblings #logan roy #shiv roy #connor roy #greg succession #Tom and Greg #tom succession #roman roy

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Heaven and Earth / Creation of Heaven and Earth - 7

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[After school that same day, in the ES reception room.]

Keito: Now, I’ll summarize the issue at hand for Anzu, who probably doesn’t understand what is happening very well.

Keito: We, AKATSUKI, have been asked to host a long-running show ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’, that any history buff worth their salt knows about.

Kuro: By the way, little miss Anzu, have ya ever heard of ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’? Ya haven’t, right?

Keito: Quit trying to increase the number of your brethren in ignorance.

Souma: Fufu. You say you have yet to properly sit down and watch it, but you know of its name? Well, it does appear understandably difficult and complex to become invested in.

Souma: I too have beckoned for my younger brother to “come and watch” with me, but he does not spare a glance.

Kuro: Haha, wouldn’t it be more fun for a growin’ boy to move his body?

Keito: Back to what I was saying earlier. We’ve been entrusted with this major role, but a problem has cropped up.

Kuro: The issue is that I’m an idiot.

Keito: I’ve come up with a workaround for that bit, so it’s no longer an issue.

Souma: Hasumi-dono is far too strict in his refusal to retort with the simpler, “You aren’t an idiot,” phrase. ~♪

Keito: You’re being annoying. Also, Kiryu isn’t an idiot, generally speaking, he just can’t study. There’s a difference.

Keito: The problem I was referring to, of course, is the ‘Three Sages.’

Keito: These ‘Three Sages’ are authorities in the field for the countless historians that have supported ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ throughout the years. Without their cooperation, this show just wouldn’t work.

Souma: Umu. We are not academics, but ‘aidoru’, for which reason we so desperately require the assistance of such experts.

Keito: Exactly. However, for better or worse, these exalted scholars were quite unique—

Keito: They had their own set of conditions for us to follow. Though it seemed like they’d be cooperative if we fulfilled them,

Keito: All of these conditions are ill-matched, and in theory, it seems impossible to fulfill all of them.

Keito: Now, we need to figure out what to do. Do you understand now, Anzu?

Kuro: No really, what’re we supposed t’do…? Both Hideyoshi-sensei and Nobunaga-sensei said the same thing, come to think of it. Turns out ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ is a total landmine of a job after all.

Kuro: We’re just dumbasses that jumped for joy, and fell right into a trap.

Souma: Now Kiryu-dono, let us try and think of this the other way around. I believe that it may be precisely because we are without a proven record of accomplishments unlike the ‘beterans’ of our agency, that the responsibility of handling such a precarious case has been entrusted to us young people.

Keito: I agree with Kanzaki’s view on this.

Kuro: Why’re you two just freakishly in sync these days!? You ‘good at studyin’’ folks are conspirin’ together, aren’tcha? Little miss, you’re on my side though, right? Won’t ya come to the ‘can’t study for shit’ side…?

Keito: Don’t act like a baby to gain Anzu’s sympathy, Kiryu… But seriously, what side would you take, Anzu? I’ve always thought that you were sincere, and a hard worker, so your grades must be good, right?

Souma: Hmm. Anzu-dono is currently enrolled in the ‘purodyuusu’ course, so I cannot say for certain, however, the year prior, her grades were of a generally average nature. They were neither good nor bad.

Kuro: If ya studied super hard and still got an average grade, that must mean you must’ve been a pretty terrible student in the past.

Keito: Don’t try to recruit fellow bad students. Quit trying to run from reality, Kiryu. It’d be best if you tried to be reborn as a wiser version of yourself.

Kuro: Easy for you to say, but y’know… I can’t change that fast. I mean, I worked real hard to finally be reborn at the level I am right now.

Keito: Yes. I acknowledge your hard work.

Keito: Effort will never betray a person. People are only ever betrayed by people.

Souma: Those are meaningful words. Unfailingly, problems can be attributed to people.

Keito: That applies to our current predicament as well. What should we do, Anzu?

Keito: I would like to hear your opinion.

Kuro: Careful now, little miss. If ya answer with somethin’ strange, Hasumi’s gonna blow his lid.

Keito: Stop fooling around. If Anzu had been even a little less self-assertive of a person, she would’ve shriveled up by now.

Keito: —Hm, I see. Decide on what our priorities are, huh?

Keito: It’s better to be selective, and decide on what you want to accomplish, rather than try to accomplish everything and risk ending up with nothing.

Keito: That sounds fair. Nothing good comes from being greedy.

Kuro: As an idol, ya should’ve answered with somethin’ more like “the smiles of our fans.”

Keito: And naturally, what’s most important to us is the progress of AKATSUKI.

Keito: If we’re very successful and sparkle brightly, our fans will be pleased and smile anyways, right?

Keito: We would like to bolster our reputation by hosting ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth.’ However, in order for the show to be a success, we need the cooperation of the ‘Three Sages.’

Keito: However, in order to get them to cooperate with us, we have to meet their conditions—

Keito: …I’m just repeating myself. What I’m trying to say is that the order of priorities is (1) AKATSUKI’s progression, (2) Getting ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ approved, and (3) the feelings of the ‘Three Sages.

Keito: In the most extreme case, even if we are unable to achieve (2) or (3), accomplishing just (1) would be fine.

Keito: … Hm? What is it, Anzu?

Keito: If you have something to add, don’t be afraid to say it. That is why I called you here, after all.

Keito: I see… That sounds drastic, but I guess it’s technically possible.

Keito: It’s not like we’d be punished for trying. Oi Kiryu, Kanzaki—

Keito: Let’s prepare whatever documents and materials we’ll need by tomorrow.

Keito: As per Anzu’s suggestion, we’ll make a trial version of ‘Rumbling Heaven and Earth’ on our own.

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When worlds Flourish

Where it all started

Arc 1 Chapter 1

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Living in a world where half the population has special abilities is nothing new. However if you were to ask Zen, he’d tell you it’s annoying. Xavier Zen Lucero is among the population that has a special ability, he is able to teleport anything and anyone he wants. His family also has special abilities. His father has speed, his older sister is a special case because she has both support which allows her to enhance other people’s abilities and heal others which is very rare. His twin brother is able to crest objects he’s either touched or knows how to make, and his younger brother can create electricity which he loves to prank everyone with by shocking them.

How people decide to use the abilities they are given is up to them. There are organizations made to help protect the people from those who choose to use their abilities for selfish and violent purposes. These organizations stay secret and work in ways that don’t alert others of their existence. Even though the workers are trained professionals, it doesn't always mean they are good at their job. Their number one rule is to make sure no other human finds out about their existence, that rule gets broken the night two brothers find themselve looking after a friend's family owned business late at night.

Atop the roof of an old museum lies Zen and Kaden Lucero, why are they there you might be wondering. Well one of their friends asked them to see if they could catch these trespassers that have been breaking into the museum for the past three days.

“Tell me again why we couldn’t bring the others?” Kaden asked, looking slightly annoyed.

Zen looks up towards him, “You know why, Angelica would have talked us out of it or make us sit through another one of her speeches about playing hero,” Zen lifted his hand to make air quotes for “hero,” “and Erasmus would’ve been too distracted by anything and everything, which would somehow lead to him getting hurt and all of us going home not having solved anything.” After rushing through his little speech Zen goes back to looking through the glass ceiling to see if anyone’s broken in yet.

Kaden looks at Zen for a minute before taking a breath, “Wow. Are you sure you don’t need to talk about any…well I don’t know, stress maybe?”

“Nope! Cause everything’s fine,” Kaden gives him a knowing look, “Okay maybe I’m a little stressed about something but it’s nothing unusual.” Zen turns toward his twin sitting criss cross with his hand placed inside his lap.

Kaden looks slightly nervous picking up his phone to distract him, “I’m going to guess it has something to do about our upcoming initiation as Angela and dad put it.”

The so-called initiation is what the family calls, coming of age, when a Lucero family member reaches the age of 18 they are given full access to their power and being able to summon their family symbol. Their father had told them all stories about what a big deal it was, claiming they’ll understand what their purpose is once the initiation is over.

They had asked Angelica what had happened during her initiation since no one but their dad and sister were allowed in the room when it happened. Something about it being a private ceremony that very few are to take part in. Angelica had told them she wasn’t allowed to say anything as per their father’s request.

Zen looks down at his hands, “Okay yeah maybe I’m overthinking things-”

“Like usual” Kaden sighs.

Ignoring his brother Zen continues on, “but I mean you can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it too.”

Kaden hums thinking for a bit.

“THERE YOU TWO ARE!” A voice yelled from across the roof.

Zen and Kaden both wip their heads towards the voice to see their older sister Angelica, walking towards them with her arms crossed and their younger brother Erasmus, waving to them from behind her.

Both brothers scramble up, standing to face their angry approaching sister, Zen raises his hands up smiling tightly, “Angelica! Hey.”

Once she reaches them she jabs her finger on the twins chest, “Don’t you “Angelica, hey” me.” She folds her arms back shifting her stance looking like a mother yelling at her kids. “You lied to me. And before you try to come up with some dumb excuse, know that I already contacted Alex and he told me exactly where to find you both.”

“So why exactly did you bring Erasmus?” Kaden questioned, specifically raising his eyebrow and folding his arms to mirror Angelica. Zen glances at Kaden and folds his arms as well, pouting slightly.

Angelica turns towards Erasmus dropping her hands to her waist. Erasmus answers Kadens question for her, “For one I didn’t feel like being home alone, and two it's always fun watching Angie yell at you two!” He exclaims with a smug look on his face.

The three older siblings all look at him and each other, Zen sighs, “Whatever, back on topic.” Zen looks at Angelica keeping his arms folded and face serious, “Alex asked us to see if we could stop these criminals, and I’m not going back home until this problem is solved.”

Angelica opens her mouth to speak when the generators buzz out, and they all turn to see the power has gone out inside the museum. Kaden then logs into the security system and shows Zen that they are now offline. Zen uses his binoculars to look inside only to see nothing.

He pulls back, lowering the binoculars and turns to his siblings, “Uh, false alarm?” He put his arms up in a questioning manner. When a bright light appears somewhere inside the building.

The four siblings all lean up to the window to get a better look, what they find is a bright red portal being opened and four people stepping out. Three of them are all wearing similar outfits, two boys and one girl. The last person is wearing a different outfit with similar colors as the other three, blood red and black, but she was also wearing a long cloak with her hood up. The only thing they have in common with their outfits is the fact that they all are wearing face masks that cover their nose and mouth. The one wearing a cloak points in multiple directions to each of the other people. They all start moving things around as if searching for something.

“Zen,” hearing his name startled him a little, he looked over to see Kaden staring at him questionably. They then both turn to look at Angelica. Her and Erasmus both are looking at the intruders. They all have the same question in their minds, ‘What do we do?’

Their problem gets solved when the window they were all leaning on creeks open and they all start falling. Zen quickly grabs Angelica and Kaden’s hand hoping Angelica has a hold of Erasmus and teleports them to the ground. However he miscalculates and teleports them on top of empty boxes that immediately break upon their landing creating a loud crash.

Zen sits up and groans rubbing the back of his head, “Well that could have gone down differently.” When he looks up he sees the intruders all staring at them with swords drawn in a fighting stance, all except the girl wearing a cloak. She's standing closest to them with no weapon or fighting form, but a murderous look in her eyes.

The other three siblings all slowly sit up to see the trouble they are now caught in the middle of. Kaden stands up looking slightly worried but also annoyed, “Uhh, hi. I’m pretty sure this museum is closed so I don’t think you’re supposed to be here.” He finished with a strained smile and shrugged shoulders, while Zen, Angelica, and Erasmus stand up.

“If that's true then you all shouldn’t be here either.” The other female intruder comes forward with a smug tone. Stopping to lean on her sword standing next to the cloak girl who still has a murderous look, “Besides unlike you all, we used the door instead of crashing through the roof.”

Erasmus puts his hands on Angelica's right arm peeking out from around her to address the intruders, “Hey, we didn’t crash through the roof. The roof's window opened and we fell.” The other siblings turned back and gave him a look.

Kaden turns back to the intruders with a stern look on his face, “Who are you and what are you doing here?”

The female intruder speaks again, straightening her stance, “We are members of the Orpheus clan, and we are on a very important mission.” She grabs her sword and points it at the Lucero kids, “And don’t you dare get in our way or you WILL become an enemy of the Orpheus clan.”

All four Lusero kids stand there in confusion, Zen blinks before yelling in confusion, “The what clan?”

The girl lowers her sword, sagging her shoulders, eyebrows furrowed, she turns to look at the cloak girl next to her who stops glaring at the Luceros and instead looks bored and possibly annoyed. Cloak girl then turns her back and gestures towards the Luceros with her palm up as if telling the other girl to do what she wants. Little do the Luceros know that that hand gesture is a command to kill them.

The girl holds her sword up with a sinister look in her eyes, as she chargers toward the four siblings. They all try to get out of the way while Kaden makes a wooden staff to block the girl's attack. What he didn’t realize was how strong this girl was, even though she's significantly smaller then him she was still able to push him a good two feet back.

“Kaden!” Zen yells frantically, running to him, but everything slows down as Zen watches Kaden try to block the new blows the girl is throwing at him. In the corner of his eye Zen sees something move in a flash to the right of him, as quickly as he could he moves to duck under the sword that was swung at him. Heart pounding in his chest Zen continues to run towards his brother, “Kaden! Weapons!” He yells, raising his right hand in the air.

In response Kaden manages to kick the girl in the stomach, hearing the girl grunt from the impact. Buying him enough time to make multiple wooden staffs and passing them to Zen, Angelica, and Erasmus, who Zen notices are also dealing with another one of the intruders.

Zen catches the staff and swings it behind him to hit the clan member, not paying attention to where exactly he's aiming. The clan member was able to block Zen’s attack with his sword, “You never really did answer our question.” Zen huffs out a breath, moving the staff to block the hits being thrown his way. “Who exactly are you people? And why are you here?”

The clan member strikes at Zen one last time before jumping back and landing steadily on his feet to gain some distance between himself and Zen. Speaking with a cold tone, “Who we are exactly is no concern of yours, because you will soon be dead.” He swings his sword around with a determined look in his eyes before he goes to charge towards Zen again.

Zen gets pushed back enough to be back to back with Kaden, “Man these guys are persistence!” Kadens voice is laced with annoyance.

“Hey Kaden.” When Kaden turns to look at him, Zen continues, “What do you say we take these guys down,” He holds up his hand forming it into a fist, “Twin stye!” He smirks looking at his twin with confidence and trust.

Kaden looks back at him for a moment before holding up his hand and fist bumping Zen turning back towards the two intruders chuckling lightly to himself, “That is still a terrible name for our attack, or any attack really.”

They both charge at the two clan members, Zen now going after the girl and Kaden with the guy. Zen blocks the three strikes the girl thrusts at him, aiming up with his staff only for the girl to block his attack and goes down swinging her sword under his legs. As quickly as he could he jumps up striking down on the girl, she rolls across the ground aiming her next hit upwards to which Zen blocks putting more pressure down on the staff to overpower the girl.

They have the same grimacing look on their faces, both breathing hard when the girl's eye widens for a split second before going back to a glare. She grabs ahold of the end of her sword and rotates it causing Zen to lose grip of his staff. The girl is able to get out from under Zen moving to be a few steps away from him. Zen charges back towards her striking her once then switching hands to strike lower, the girl uses her sword to get under his staff to pull it up and takes a hold of it.

Even with her mask covering her mouth, Zen can clearly see that she is smirking. He lets out an angry huff before pulling his leg back and kicking as high as he can, hitting the girl somewhere in the face causing her to drop her sword. Zen moves quickly, catching the sword, and pulling back, leaving the girl with his staff. She takes a few steps back bringing her hand to wipe at her face.

Zen notices the girl looks slightly uncomfortable holding the staff, Zen however enjoys the feel of the sword in his hand, being trained more using a sword, he rushes forward striking the girl with a quick motion. With an unsteady hold on the staff the girl struggles to hold herself, Zen takes advantage of this by moving the sword in a way that causes the girl to lose grip on the staff, turning his body and kicking the girl in the stomach with a lot more force than he intended.

The girl goes flying past the cloaked girl who doesn’t even flinch when two other bodies get thrown towards her. Only then did Zen realize Kaden, Angelica and Erasmus were able to defeat the other clan members. They all get closer to each other looking over to the last remaining intruder who's looking at her allies.

Zen watches as she closes her eyes and lets out a sigh, but what surprises him is the look on her face. He expected to see fear but instead saw only annoyance as she slowly walked towards them.

“Heh,” the guy Angelica and Erasmus were dealing with sat up looking smug for someone who got their butt kicked. “You’re about to be in a world of pain, should’ve left when you had the chance,” he muttered, sounding weak from pain.

The other girl Zen kicked also sat up holding her stomach, “Yeah! You’re about to feel the wrath of the Orpheus clan's very own Command and upper rank number 2, Athena.”

Before any of them could ask any questions the cloaked girl, Athena, ran to them jumping up and kicking Zen straight in the face. She then goes to grab Kaden by his arm and swings him into Angelica causing both of them to fall to the floor both letting out a grunt in pain. Erasmus, in shock and fear, tries to run away from Athena but she grabs him kicking his feet to make him lose his balance and moves to pin him to the ground.

“AAHHHH” Erasmus' cry pushes Zen into action, immediately jumping to get Athena off his little brother. She moves out of the way causing him to run straight into a wall, he can vaguely see Angelica go to Erasmus side to check on him.

Zen watches as Athena picks up the sword he had dropped when she first kicked him and walks towards him holding it in her left hand staring down at him with angry squinted eyes. When she gets close enough she raises the sword over her head looking ready to swing down at him.

Zen's eyes widen realizing what will happen if he doesn't get up and move, but his body refuses to listen to his brain so all he can do is watch as Athena starts to swing the sword down.

“ZEN!” Multiple voices yell.

Having all his focus on the girl in front of him he notices when her eyes shift to the side before quickly jumping back several feet as a new figure lands in front of him.

Standing up taller the new person speaks in an enraged tone, “Don’t touch him.” The moment he hears that voice he realizes who is standing in front of him.

“Aunt Ray?” Zen whispers staring up at the woman in front of him. Rachel Philomena, their fathers best friend who's helped the kids for as long as they can remember, which is why she was given the title of their Aunt even though she is not related to them.

She turns her head back to look at him, then turns her head back to keep her eyes trained on Athena who's thrown the sword she was holding to the side, sliding across the floor in front of a glass case. “Are you kids alright?”

Kaden comes up next to Zen holding his hand out to help him stand. Angelica was still sitting on the floor next to Erasmus. “We’re okay. For now at least,” Angelica called out, voice slightly strained.

Rachel balls her hands into fists and starts to walk towards Athena speaking softly, “Kids, I want you to stay back.” After addressing the kids her tone shifts to one more threatening, “I should have known you would be here, after I heard about some break in,” She then pulls out a dagger that turns into a spear running to Athena with anger all over her face, “Athena!”

Zen can only watch as his Aunt starts fighting with Athena, his aunt using an interesting weapon but Athena fighting with only her bare hands dodging all of Rachel's attacks. To Zen it looks as if Athena is trying to mock Rachel, that or she's trying to buy time.

Athena ends up pinning Rachels weapon to the ground with her foot when another voice yells, “Commander! I’ve got it!” All eyes turn to the girl who is now holding up something glowing despite it being wrapped in a rag.

Athena then looks back at Rachel lowering her eyebrows and kicking Rachel in the chest, hard.

“Aunt Ray!” Zen yells as he watches his aunt fly past them hitting the wall.

A bright light appears in front of them watching as the intruders all go through a red portal, the girl holding the rag turns back, “Later losers!” walking backwards next to Athena before disappearing into the portal that closes after they've fully entered it.

“Are you okay?” Angelica looks at Rachel, hands hovering over her worriedly. The others are also surrounding Rachel looking at her with concern and confusion, not having processed half of what has happened.

Rachel looks around at each of the kids taking in their injuries which are not severe, it will probably only leave bruises. She holds onto her chest standing up as straight as she can, putting her hand on Angelica's shoulder with her free hand, “I’m alright, but you all need to get home and go to bed.”

Zen interjects, “But what about what just happened?” When Rachel looks at him he continues, “What was that about? You’ve obviously met those guys before. And what is the Orpheus clam?”

The other three siblings share a look towards Rachel hoping for answers to Zen's questions. However instead of receiving an answer Rachel looks away pulling something out of her pocket. Within her hand is a small orb that glows a soft purple. Before any of the kids can ask what it is Rachel tosses it in front of them and a purple portal opens up big enough for them to pass through.

Rachel guides them all through the portal leading to the front of the Lucero house. She clears her throat after all four kids make it through the portal. “I promise I will explain what happened tonight, just not right now. You all need to head inside and go to bed.” She turns to close the purple portal which turns back into a purple orb only for her to open a new portal most likely leading to her house. “I will see you all tomorrow morning, goodnight.” With that she steps through the portal leaving the kids to stand there in shock.

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Thanks for reading!! I know it was a lot.😅

If you have any questions or found any errors feel free to let me know. Corrective criticism is always welcome. 🤗

#studio766 isabella #when worlds flourish #first chapter #original story #original character #i finally did it #here it is in all it’s glory #Angelica Lucero #Xavier Zen Lucero #Kaden Lucero #Erasmus Lucero #Rachel Philomena #Athena Orpheus #The Orpheus clan

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DS9 4x15 Bar Association thoughts (I’m re-watching, so beware spoilers for future episodes!) [5 July ‘23]

So hype for episode. I love Rom to bits.

"Mister Worf, you're in love. With the Defiant." "You exaggerate, as usual." But he huffed in amusement and that was almost a smile, he doesn't do that with anyone else

Julian is so disgruntled about this outfit, aww :3

Leeta is awesome, advocating for Rom like that <3 I look forward to seeing more of her!

"It's all part of our generous employee compensation package. No sick days, no vacations, no paid overtime." Such sarcasm, Rom, I wasn't expecting that!

"I don't think Julian would approve." "We could ask him." ...I do actually like Rom, Leeta and Julian as a ship tbh

"Isn't this your tooth sharpener?" xD how proud was Worf of that purchase, that Jadzia knows what it is?

"They did not happen on the Enterprise." "Really?" Odo's grin - he's been waiting for an opportunity to reel off the Enterprise's biggest security breaches, right? XD

"We're going to form a... a..." Oh Rom, you're being super brave, I believe you can say it!

Miles perking up at the mention of Rom's union and being super supportive... And then telling Rom about how his ancestor died

It's always fun seeing iconic lines in action. "He was more than a hero, he was a union man."

"After that, it'll work like a charm." "Until the next time it breaks down." "That's the problem when you combine Cardassian, Bajoran and Federation technology." Love Miles being sarcastic at Worf, and Worf being so put out at the idea of things breaking down - poor guy, it's a good job he's not an engineer!

"It's a lot easier than working on the Enterprise." Worf's so confused by this XD

Quark's laughter before realising Rom actually means it

Hologram Quark!

Quark trying to call the cops on the strikers is so very him :/

And Odo agreeing! - never has he felt more police-like.

"But I have strict orders from Captain Sisko not to impinge on your employees' freedom of expression," he sighs, disdainfully. COP

"Wait a minute. I can't believe it! He's an enter." "Not for long!" I'm so here for O'Brien going after Worf

The three of them disgruntled in a holding cell is hilarious

Julian looks like a nervous school boy

"Captain? Can we leave now?" "I'll tell Constable Odo to let you go... in the morning." I love Sisko's "sense of humour".

Quark does not understand Rom's position at *all*, expecting an offer of private Latinum to sway him.

"Workers of the world, unite!" ❤❤

Oh Brunt's looking forward to this, isn't he? UGH

Love seeing the other ferengi getting involved and speaking up

"Spare me. I'm old, I'm fragile. I'll push the rest of them off myself." Classic.

"Don't let him intimidate you." ROM <3

The venom with which Brunt looks at Leeta, as he says "living on this station has... corrupted you."

"Standing tall like Sean O'Brien!" it's so cute how that story has inspired Rom

O'Brien's little thumbs up at Rom :3

"But you'll be living out there all by yourself!" "I know." Oh, Worf. smh

"What you were trying to do was make yourself feel important. Making me feel dumb made you feel smart. But I'm not dumb and you're not half as smart as you think you are." YES ROM

"If brunt gets rid of me, all your problems will be solved." This has really been the making of Rom

"You're here to help me, right?" "Wrong." Hah! Really, Quark?

"Let's see. Who else does Rom care about...?" Quark.

"If Odo hadn't come along when he did... "

"You have to dissolve the union... At least officially..." Yeah, an idea's coming

"Six months!" "It's the best I can do." "No, it's not. All you have to do is make up one of your fake business ledgers for the FCA. They'll never know the difference." "Shush! All right, you'll get your raises by the end of the week." End of the week?! Good negotiation, Rom, I love how well you know your brother - but also Quark was uncharacteristically generous with that haggling?

I'm sad the union couldn't last

"Better?" Hehe, Worf is so annoyed that even here, someone has found him to interrupt his peace XD At least it's Jadzia, am I right?

"Sooner or later, you're going to have to adapt." I guess he does when he moves in with Jadzia? I can't imagine she moves to the Defiant...

"You're quitting?" "Effective immediately." "I gave you everything you wanted." "I know. But if the strike taught me anything, it's that I do a lot better when you're not around." Quark is so nonplussed XD But I love this for Rom

"Think about it from my point of view. If I keep working for you, all I have to look forward to is waiting for you to die so I can inherit the bar." Yep, that's sure a take to have

"Now get me my snail juice! ...Brother." Aww, he's so pleased with himself - and well he should be!

#DS9 4x15 #DS9 Bar Association #andi watches ds9 #this episode is just so good though.#WSB

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