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#am I being biased? sure but also it’s just true
nerdvi · 5 months
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In the wake of the whole james somerton fiasco and inspired by this post, I wanted to share a few of my um, soft signs, like, orange flags to detect when someone is bullshitting you.
First of all, I am on the spectrum which means 1) I tend to take what people say at face value and 2) I have a strong sense of justice which makes me prone to biases, all of which combined means I am at perpetual risk of swallowing the bullshit.
So, what to do about it? You turn on the critical thinking and pay attention.
As one of my favorite youtubers, Hannah Alonzo, likes to say: "consider the source, remember the motive". Who is talking to you?? What do you know about them?? What biases might they have?? How do they interact with your own biases?? Where are they talking from?? Is it anger?? happinness? boredom?? Also, why are they talking to you? Are they trying to sell you something?? Are they trying to convince you and why?? How do they go about the finantial motivation, if present? If you have, in this case, a white cis gay man talking to you as it he has it the worst of the worst in the world, there's probably some exaggeration and you should start to wonder. There's a good chance he's bullshitting you.
How they talk about women and POC No, no, stay with me. There's a rule I had back when I was dating men: Always beware of how they treat their mother. With the exception of extremes like mama's boys and cases of abuse, how a man treats the woman with whom they have that familial bond is a good indicator of how they are going to treat you. Do they berate her? speak ill of her? are aggressive or controlling? do they dismiss her opinions? Same with creators, and by god I tell you, specially cis male creators, queer or otherwise, always always beware of how they speak of women, how they treat women, how they treat POC. Somerton had a weird vendetta against straight women. It went mostly unnoticed. Then, he was dismissive towards lesbians and other queer women and it was once again overlooked. Then he went ahead and made sinophobic content about genres and cultures he knows NOTHING about. Again, it went unchecked. What I am telling you is IT'S NOT NORMAL. Contempt about women and non white-western cultures is not normal and if someone has them as them as an enemy or a scapegoat, they're probably bullshitting you. Take what they say and fact check it, see for yourself.
If at any point in a video or an essay you find yourself thinking "wait, really??" then it's time to fact check. Is it a bit suspicious?? is your logic telling you that's not quite how this works?? Then take to google, my friend, they might be bullshitting you. At worst, you dodge a fake fact, at best, you learn way too much about a topic you were already interested in.
Beware of the lack of nuance. I can not stress this enough. We all love monochrome, but life and societal issues are never black and white. It's just impossible, there's too many factors to consider. If you are being presented situations or anecdotes as absolute truths, you're probably being bullshitted. If it's too good to be true, it is. If it sounds waaay too convenient, it probably is. A good researcher, a serious investigator, will always have some nuance because they have done the work and checked the sources. If someone provides you 1) no nuance and 2) no sources, THEY'RE BULLSHITTING YOU.
These are the ones I can come up with just of the top of my head, I'm sure there's more and please, add them. Remember that naivité isn't a crime, I'm fairly naive and that's made me distrustful, and these are some of the techniques I've found that help me navigate through a world of information without losing myself.
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Have we as a society lost our sense of acceptable public behavior?
Picture it: me, a swanky bistro, and an elegant patio adorned by the warm glow of string lights. I'm having a nice dinner—just me and my current favorite menu—until a couple is seated near me. It didn't take me long to hear that they were celebrating a six month anniversary and—given their gradually escalating volume—it was a night out at my favorite restaurant that was not going to fix their obvious relationship problems. In the short time it took the fresh rosemary rolls and whipped butter to arrive at their table, their loud talking had become peaks of yelling quelled only briefly by an unsatisfactorily hushed "quit talking so loud" or an ironic "you're embarrassing me."
Do you hate them yet? Because I definitely did. Except unlike you, I can take care of this; after all, knowledge of my methods is becoming more widespread. All I have to do is wait the thirty seconds it will inevitably take for the volume to boil over yet again.
"I can't take you anywhere!"
There she is again. Time to work my magic—
"Same shit again! I can't fucking take you anywhere! Everywhere we go: "miss, could you quiet down", and "sir, could you tell your date to stop yelling.""
"I'm not the one screaming f-bombs in public places! You need to learn some manners!"
*Whoosh.*
"Babe, I just can't have a conversation with you if you always yell." Already he's speaking at a much quieter volume.
"I just never feel like you're listening to me."—and she's also followed suit. Maybe that was all I needed to do, now I got my peace and quiet... but I'm not one to stop once I've started, and I suppose I'd rather not disappoint you either—after all, this isn't very interesting yet, is it. She continues: "I told you to dress nice and all you can manage is a t-shirt and shorts."
"I love you babe, but you can't tell me that you showing that much skin in a place like this is appropriate either."
No one sees it, but a slight grin crosses my face. I wave my hand and...
*Whoosh.* A light breeze passes through and their outfits shift.
"I'm dressed showing skin?! You're not even wearing a shirt."
"Babe, you're basically just wearing a sports bra and shorts."
"I look good. You don't work out enough to pull off not wearing a shirt in public."
*Whoosh.* A light breeze again. He's sporting some nice light muscle: square pecs, a nice six-pack, and some toned arms.
"Babe, I know I'm nowhere near my bulking goals but I know I look good enough to pull off being shirtless. Look, if you're gonna be like this, maybe we reschedule and have this dinner when you're not on your period."
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...Look. What I did here may have been inappropriate... but would you expect anything less from me. I don't claim to be ethical, and I'm pretty sure you are well-aware of my biases by now... I'm not proud of what I did... I'm not... Okay maybe I am.
The ebb and flow of the conversation took a radical tone when one masculine voice was met for the first time by another. "Well then it's a good thing I'm not a girl."
"I guess that's true. Why would I even say that?"
"Because you're trying to avoid the subject again. Between you're time at the gym and your time at work, I never see you."
"I can't help it. At least I have a job."
*Whoosh.*
"Being an influencer is a job. I just wanna know how you can spend so much time working out when your job is being a personal trainer."
"My body is my sales pitch. I've build so much muscle now my co-workers are telling me I could enter a physique competition. Maybe if you worked out more, you'd actually get followers, and make money."
*Whoosh.*
"That's why I wanted to come here with you. Ever since I started working out with you, I have been gaining followers just as fast as I've been gaining muscle. I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you: I have 1 million followers."
"Babe, that's great news. I can't believe it!"
"Yeah, and there's more. The videos that gained the most traction online were the ones I shot with you. So I wanna go in a different direction with my page from now on."
"Wait, you've built it up by yourself. Why would you change it?"
"I wanna make it a couples page. Health, fitness, and gay pride."
"Most people dating for three years usually get proposals involving a ring."
"Do you wanna do this with me?"
"Yes, of course!"
A couple in my favorite bistro rise and embrace beside their patio table and share a passionate kiss. They seem happy, although I sit there and wonder if they'd be interested in a third for the night.
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Have we as a society lost our sense of acceptable public behavior?
No. Not in this case. It could absolutely be much worse.
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starseed-twenty · 2 years
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Mars signs and their energy 🔥
[I am being very biased here. 😂 I’ll probably write a more detailed/accurate one later.]
🦾 Aries Mars 🦿
So first things, Aries is in its planetary ruler here, so Aries feels very comfortable here, enough for a person to really see how Mars' natural traits can manifest. The aggression, the fire, the passion, the dominance. Ultimately, they make for great pioneers and initiators of something other people could still be scared or shy to do. With the good side though (their daring energy and ability to just be true to who they are), there’s also the bad side. They can be temperamental and pretty much apply pressure to those around them [to which I theorize that being based on them having pressure on themselves as well, so they just constantly live on pressure], but it’s never out of bad intentions really. They just like things hot, quick and straight to it. Additionally, one thing about Aries Mars... they know what they want. And they make sure to get it. You can never doubt that. So, pursuing you as a romantic partner is a challenge they don't mind taking on. They like it. Oh and they like their partners rather mature. It doesn’t have to be age-wise, but just how they act should be confident and seemingly experienced.
In the physical aspect of things, it's probably obvious then that they're likely to go hard in whatever physical activity they’re doing (but they’d have to be interested in it first, or else they’ll fight to not be the one to do it). More often than not though, working out, dancing, sex, yoga, playing sports, etc... These are all things they’re okay with putting their energy into, doing them vigorously.
🦾 Taurus Mars 🦿
Okay, maybe not all the time. But man I have to clap hands for their consistency. If they set their mind to what they put their energy into, they will put their real energy into that. And this is in all aspects; romantic, workplace, family, etc. They also like to seem flawless at doing the things they do, or at least look good. Yeah, they do care about their looks, even if they lie and say they don't. It's not even a bad thing. It makes them know how to have and put together aesthetics and beautiful visions. But you just have to trust them, cause they do it with ease and if time is on their side.
With physical movements, they move in a collected and prim & proper way. Whether it be walking, or working out, or dancing, it's all prim. And in sex, they’d like to believe they know what they’re doing, (which they actually do most of the time) but truthfully... they’re hoping you’ll lead the way. They also hope this way is a sensual one, a lustful and steamy one, nothing boring. But at the same time, they don’t want it to always be the case (steaminess on steroids), sometimes they really just want to relax and enjoy peace with you.
🦾 Gemini Mars 🦿
Can I just drag you guys first for a bit? Gemini Mars are masters of being passive-aggressive. One minute they want to just have fun, the next they want to be serious. One minute they want you to lead the way, the next they want to show you how to do it. Honestly, having to deal with them is like having to deal with a 9 year old. Okay, I’m done dragging. In terms of their vibe Gemini Mars are interesting creatures, and they like things spicy, they want something fun and thrilling. They just can’t stay long if it’s boring, they’re not about that life. This also means they can be very playful, both in a way where they can play jokes on you (so get away from them if you consider yourself sensitive) and also in a way where they’re not too serious and in-deep in the things they do. They just like doing things for the fun of it.
Physically, these people can actually do any activity all day long, especially if it’s interesting. They may even find a way to make working out interesting if they’re bored. More often than not though, they just like doing things if it keeps them busy (and then a plus if it’s enjoyable); training, dancing, sex, yoga, even walking.
🦾 Cancer Mars 🦿
The sensitive vibe? Yes, it's active. These people can be quite attentively caring, but at the very same time, they can be cold, bored or self-centered. Their moods are off the wall. But they mainly come from sensing their environment. If the vibe feels weird, they become weird. If it's good and feels like a caring one, they let out their caring side too. More than anything though, they can't go too long without being their nurturing self if you need comfort or emotional security (especially if you're their partner). Besides the whole attentive thing though, they are cardinal signs so these people can be great at starting things and making those things have an emotional effect on people (being ruled by the moon). However, they're fairly shy/relaxed, so their ways of initiating whatever they want to could probably more private than one would assume.
Physically, they're calm yet serious/alert with their movements. Whether it be working out, yoga, sex, dancing, playing sports, etc., they have humble and soft approach, that's also obedient and attentive to what's going on. They'll listen to the instructor if they're having yoga classes, or listen to their body and feel good about themselves when they're working out, and even feel out what you want as their partner when it comes to sex. They're just there, in the moment.
🦾 Leo Mars 🦿
Something I see about Mars in Leo people is that they can be dramatic, but a modest dramatic. It may sound like an oxymoron, but they have a melodramatic vibe that only shows to people closest to them. So basically they can just exaggerate what’s going with them and their life. But in a public space, they can be self-conscious, so they play it very cool. Like very cool. Like they’re the coolest person in the room. But my, they’re actually just holding down what they really have going on inside. Inside is a passionate vibe, a fiery vibe, a vibe where they want to walk up to you and tell you what’s what [which if they’re confident enough, they will, but this depends on other placements]. 
In terms of the movement aspect of things (dancing, working out, sex, yoga, etc.), I’m telling you right now, they are confident beings. And no one can convince me otherwise. I see the way they move. They aren’t afraid to show you what’s up. In a public space they may be different, but in private? One to one? Boy, they have it going on. They just believe in themselves, and that’s what make it cool.
🦾 Virgo Mars 🦿
Virgo Mars energy is a very composed, calm and goddess-like one. Their approach to anything is one that's met with a good energy that's subtle and flawless (or so they act). They also like to plan, but they are pretty on and off with how they do things (being a mutable sign), so the results of things can a bit different than what they plan. They're either shy or coy about putting themselves out there, or they just have fun and become smooth & groovy. When they're very sure about something though, they're stubborn about doing it until it gets done (they're still an earth sign). Romantically, these people can be very analytical. They sense and scope like no one’s business, from the present in how you’re acting and what they think you’re feeling, to the future for you and your guys’ relationship. Virgo Mars will just be in there observing and trying to scope out what’s going on.
With physical activities, these people can be very confusing. What makes them confusing particularly is that they are both shy and confident beings in displaying their energy and aggression. Okay, working out isn’t a problem for them (though they may not do it often). But whenever they are *in* the act of doing that physical thing, they get shy but pretend so much to be confident that they actually pull it off until they themselves feel themselves being confident as well. In a general sense though, they are shy, reserved beings.
🦾 Libra Mars 🦿
Similar to Aries Mars, Libra Mars  know what they want (contrary to popular belief for fellow indecisive Libra). But with them, getting what they want take a bit of a different route. They don’t take the path of hot, quick and straight to it. But rather, they take things into consideration first before being anything is implemented (which can then lead to their indecision). In essence, they take their time. And I don't make it takes a long time. I mean they're basically careful and attentive to what's required for what they're about to put their energy into. They try make anything they put their energy into seem graceful, or at least cool and simple. With relationships and all, funny enough, I don’t see many of them being the type to prioritize romantic relationships. They actually like focusing on themselves and creating their lifestyle and building their image. However, if the opportunity presents itself and it seems like a good one, they are the most thoughtful and loving beings you could ever date. It’s just about you not taking them for granted.
In other, more literally physical activities, like dancing, sex, working out... they actually apply more pressure than one would think. They want to get the thing done. So being the cardinal sign they are, they’ll act on it and try to finish it [I think its because there’s not much to think about, all they have to do is just do. So things become easier for them, so they’re not slow, instead they get straight to it and try to do it all gracefully].
🦾 Scorpio Mars 🦿
This is where the devil comes to play. With a Scorpio Mars person. From romantic connections, to friends, to their professional life, things for a Scorpio Mars are just about looking at everything through a deep/occult lens. Doesn't necessarily actually devilish or dark or whatever, but just that it merely goes beyond what's simple. And what's fun is that they play it cool. But I'll tell you now - Be careful not to get trapped into the wicked ways of a Scorpio Mars, they're good at what they do. That is - their intuitive aura towards you if they see you in a romantic way, their sex, their calm yet powerful energy, and being quite possessive. These may all seem enticing to one who likes an attractive vibe like theirs. But... it can be toxic. And that's all I'll say.
Besides the romantic side of things, the way these people move is the most interesting way of all the zodiac signs. They seem like they're not trying to be seen, and that could be what they aim for, but something about them and the way they move tends to make people want to get drawn in to them. It doesn't have to be in a romantic/sexual way. But even just working, or physically training, or in family/friendly territory; their energy is subtle one, but touches people. It just happens. Don't ask how cause I don't know either.
🦾 Sagittarius Mars 🦿
"Ah man, so many ways I can use my energy. " They tell themselves daily. Suddenly, they're out having fun with friends lol. But only after them either procrastinating the things they need to do, or actually doing a number of things and feeling accomplished with themselves, so, of to the bar. Oh and these people a sly. They move in sneaky ways. And I don't mean doing wrong things behind your back or anything. I just mean you never actually know what they're up to or how they're really feeling or thinking about you.. they could care, or they could not give a single fuck [it's more often the latter though]. Either way, it's just one insane skill they naturally have. 
In terms of physical activities and stuff, they really want something interesting. So they often dibble-dabble on everything at least once (whether it be a workout routine, Pilates classes, dancing on Tiktok), and then attempt to commit to whatever one thing seems interesting and can have great results. Until they get bored, and then it's a new cycle all over again.
🦾 Capricorn Mars 🦿
The most respected and most respectful Mars sign of all zodiac signs. These people have an aura that is attractive in a masculine way (even if they are females). When I say masculine I mean they seem ‘in control’ and protective, over themselves and over other people, in a healthy way. They're also smart and know what to do and when to do it, and when they do it, it's serious and it involves self-control. These people are big on self-control, self-respect and self-care. That's what makes them pretty attractive. And that’s what they’d like in a partner as well, but can also balance their rather masculine energy (so someone who has a soft and angelic aura, but is also serious and has self-respect). The little downside is that because of how highly they view themselves, other people aren’t viewed as highly. Basically people just really have to earn a Capricorn Mars’ respect, rather than them giving it away easily.
In physical aspects, these individuals always have a particular plan in mind of what they’re physically working for. Whether it be working out, or whether it be a nice sex appeal, or whether it be a certain dance for whatever performance, they just have a vision and they don’t want to let it go until they see it. So essentially, this can make them hard workers, in order to achieve what they have in mind.
🦾 Aquarius Mars 🦿
Probably the most focused and intelligent Mars sign there is. And with their focused energy comes with confidence. Like, these individuals are confident. But the thing is, their confidence isn’t loud. It’s the type where only when you get close to them, you feel like they look like they’ve got their shit together (they may be crumbling inside though, but they’ll slice their arm off before they show that). It’s not necessarily a façade however, they actually believe in themselves and want to surround themselves with people who believe in themselves as well. Oh and Mars is a bit of a selfish planet, so Aquarius being here doesn’t actually mean they’re the humanitarians they’re always classed as. Rather, they use the energy they have in themselves to motivate you. So when it comes to sharing, it’s tit for tat. You pretty much have to show them that you’re caring enough so they can see where the standard is.
Physically? I’ve never seen these people being fitness fanatics much, so I don’t think they’re prone to working out. They just aren’t phased to look a certain way for other people. But they could do it for themselves and their health maybe. And for things that matter (money/work, family, their partner through sex, etc.), these are things they don’t mind going hard for.
🦾 Pisces Mars 🦿
Man I don't think there's a sign that seeks or creates comfort for themselves than this placement. They like and want peace. Life for them is moved through in a way where they feel like they have a lot of responsibilities and things that can be done, so they just want to relax and find a way to escape once in a while.  Funny thing is though, they do fulfill a lot for themselves and manage to work at doing what needs to be done if there's even a hint of deadline (visible).. (contrary to them being viewed as lazy). The only thing about Pisces Mars, is the clinginess. This sign can attach themselves if they care about you romantically. As much as Mars isn't the planet of love, it does still rule energy and that energy can be put anywhere. With Pisces here, they put their energy into the relationship if they really like you, and can end up just making themselves comfortable with you in a great manner.
Oh, and with how they move (working out, sex, dancing, etc) - they don't. These mfs are lazy. But they'll give sex a nice try. Preferably if you're the dominant one.
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I really want to see your post about how Katara is forcefully matured by the fandom, please!
Ok, while I wasn't ready to make that post in earnest, and frankly never might be, here's some of my cursory thoughts on the topic. I'd gladly talk about it in detail more but also ✨️fear✨️
So, let's get the obvious out of the way. Katara is a 14 year old. A child, barely a teen. In fact, the entirety of the gaang is made up of children.
Now, I haven't been fully active in the atla fandom in quite some time, mostly lurking on the peripheries, because the fandom is a shitshow. One of the reasons being the fact that most fans cannot, for the life of them handle the Gaang's inherent childishness.
This isn't just a Katara problem. Other than her, Aang suffers the most for the egregious crime of being a 12 year old survivor of a genocide. Suki is, of course, mainly ignored. The interpretations of Toph can vary wildly, from her being horrifically matured to being dissmissed as a chaotic, rude child. Zuko and Sokka's immature moments are looked at more permissively, being an angsty boi™️ and a goofy goober respectively.
I do find it odd that Aang doesn't get the "boys will be boys" pass, but ok, we'll blame it on him being... bald? a nice boy? not concerned with his own masculinity?
As for Katara, her maturity is treated like... a given. She's the mom of the group, the proverbial love interest, the feminist icon, the badass fighter, the trailblazer filled with feminine rage. The trophy wife to Aang, the (Lore Olympus style) Persephone to Zuko's Hades.
And true, she is, or at least can be, a lot of these things.
However she is, first and foremost, a child. This fact is presented to us on a silver platter in the first episode, when her and Aang are penguin sledding.
Katara : I haven't done this since I was a kid!
Aang: You still are a kid!
Katara is a child forced to mature. Her circumstances forced her to try to fill her mother's place and to fight for those who couldn't do so themselves. The fandom brands her as a mom friend. Sees her purely as an icon of empowerment. Or worse, degrades her character to being a love interest.
(im talking about both sides of the kataang/zutara debate. I have my biases, but I'm sure there are kataangers who treat her like this as well. I simply have encountered very few of them.)
Her story, while yes, has many themes of female empowerment is in huge part, a tragedy. The tragedy of a young girl forced to grow up much too soon.
Sadly, this is rarely spoken about. It's not spoken about directly and therefore a lot of the fandom doesn't see this. (Or simply doesn't want to see it)
This is not to say that Katara's more mature aspects should be dismissed or buried. She displays a lot of maturity for her age, to the point of being able to go toe to toe both intellectually and physically with the (admittedly usually incompetent) adults of the show. Additionally, she evolves as a character through the durtation of the show.
But a huge chunk of her maturity being forced and therefore unhealthy is a key aspect of her character.
I think what upsets me the most is that while the critiquing the idea of Katara being treated as the mom of the group in fanon is becoming more and more common, the treatment of her as something akin to a YA protagonist is on the rise.
Both these interpretations are so insulting to the character of Katara, what is wrong with you people?
I'm currently rewatching atla with a focus on Katara as a character (while also trying to give zutara a chance I am doing my best guys) and her childishness is an integral part of her. It's sad to see her treated as an adult by the fandom. And honestly unsettling, especially with how much of like a child she acts.
I wanna finish my rewatch before I give my full ramble on the topic. I also wanna look more into the many different opinions people in the atla fandom have on Katara's treatment by the show. Though even trying to skim the surfce was like injecting lemon juice directly into my tear ducts. Also I really, really don't wanna get sent death threats again.
I want to give the topic of Katara my full attention. However I don't think I'll ever make this post, actually. The atla fandom is a rabid horrid pack of creatures and I'm not sure if I wanna engage with all that.The post would probably bash a lot of things considered key arguments for Zutara, since, looking at Zutara through a child's doesn't exactly scream 'romance' and do I really want that on my blog?
Katara's role as a child isn't valued as much as her role as a woman and I just don't want to deal with people calling me mean names for talking about a little girl being traumatised.
I'd be glad to have a discussion but I made this blog mainly to have fun and enjoy a piece of media I like. I met some truly amazing people whom I can have really great discussions with, even if we don't agree. I don't want to jeopardise that by being a pretentious dick on a soapbox.
Call this and the last few posts I made on Katara me testing the waters.
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Hi there! Could we see a touch starved!reader x The Doctor? Whichever Doctor you would want, but I admit I am biased to 11 hehe.
I really enjoyed your fic ‘Keep blessing me’, as someone who is plus size, I rarely see myself represented in media positively.
I can imagine reader being the type of person who is overlooked often, never been desired romantically and feels like she has been forgotten by the universe. She yearns to be held and feel safe but she also feels unworthy. She definitely is majorly pining for The Doctor but doesn’t allow herself to dwell much on it. Maybe he feels the same way?
[TW: negative self-talk, referenced/implied depression]
"Stone walls" - 11th Doctor x touch starved!Reader
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Should you ask anyone who has taken part in some kind of competition at least once in their life, they will always say the same thing: the fourth place is the worst. Right under the podium, a hair's breadth away from being someone and yet they are nothing more than a mockery, the line separating memory and oblivion. Taking into account the series of unfortunate events you call your life, you were born in fourth place.
It was never anything explicit and perhaps that was the worst part. Had there been a groundbreaking revelation, a true calamity of heartache, you would have accepted it but it was that silence that sucked the life out of you. It wasn't that someone told you they hated you, it was that you were never chosen, drifting away on the waves of silence into the ocean of oblivion. Although you were born into this world, it never felt like you truly were part of it. Perhaps, all of existence was happening next to you or existence, to put it simply, refused to make you part of itself.
And then there was him - the Doctor, always scoring first place, always showered in gold medals and trophies because, truthfully, why wouldn't he? There was no way of telling how many catastrophes he had prevented, how many lives he had already saved. By his tireless service to the entire universe, it seemed as though he was born for this, to always be a winner. And the stories he told! How he had befriended so many species, how many hearts were offered to him that he had turned down. It was quite bittersweet, that you were so different and yet you were alive in the same universe.
Truthfully, you still didn't quite understand what ungodly whim made you his "partner in crime". The longer you were around him, the more you grow to understand just how not alike you were as if his brilliancy made you painfully aware of your mediocrity. Your place wasn't with him, quite obviously - he deserved someone better; someone you could never become. Maybe it would be better to leave soon, on your own, than have him grow impatient and simply throw you out. It wasn't the way you wanted to remember him, angry and annoyed, so you thought it best to relieve both of you of your underwhelming existence as soon as possible.
"You don't have to do this alone."
His voice caught you off guard. Has he been here this whole time? How long had he been staring at you, waiting for you to finally do something?
You turned around to look at him. The Doctor was leaning against the console, his arms crossed on his chest. By all accounts, it seemed that he had been standing there for quite a while, pondering whether he should speak up.
"I'm not sure what you mean," you answered with a slight shake of your head.
For a moment, he didn't say anything. His bright, green eyes stared into you as if he was waiting for something but you couldn't be sure what for exactly. After a while of silence, he left his spot to make his way towards you. His rhythmic footsteps echoed throughout the otherwise empty TARDIS.
"I'm not sure either," he spoke in a mild tone, "but I can tell something turned you sour. Whatever it is, you don't have to do this alone."
The Doctor gently wrapped his lanky arms around you, while you didn't quite know what to do. The moment he tightened his grip around you, something heavy inside your viscera pulled you towards the ground. You grabbed his tweed jacket with as much force as you could possibly muster. It felt as if the moment you let go of the coarse material, your whole body would simply fall apart. That gaping hole in your chest you tried your best to ignore suddenly felt deeper like a beast whose insatiable appetite only grows as it devours. This hunger or whatever it really was felt absolutely awful, so painful it coursed through your veins and filled your entire body with suffering. The Doctor gently shifted his body and your hands only tightened their grip on him as if there was no greater horror in this universe than him letting go of you.
"Just hold me," you whispered. "I'm lonely."
And he did just that.
Sometimes you thought about that one time you had asked the Doctor whether he slept. Truthfully, you never did see him sleep and somehow he was always full of energy. Did Time Lords not need rest? They were, after all, a very exceptional sort of aliens. In response, he only looked at you with a confused expression. "Why would I?" he asked, "It's eight more hours without you." You never did believe them but then, when the fourth place and the first place were equals for a moment, you thought that perhaps he did, in fact, mean them.
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I just want to say, that I agree with almost all of your Critical Role takes and you have 1000% better and more nuanced takes than all of Twitter and I greatly appreciate it! The takes over there regarding Liliana and the gods are just wild and you bring some much needed sanity to the content I see
Thanks! I hope you don't mind because I've been thinking about this re: the Twitter takes but the thing about Twitter and Liliana specifically that I've seen is that there's this really bizarre fetishization of like, the fact that she is a (white) southerner (this also weirdly happened for Birdie though to a much lesser extent, and the person who spearheaded that wasn't even American so I have to assume this is a specific corner of Twitter Culture At Large). And like, here's the thing. It's true that fantasy tends to be very British in its accents, and it's also true that accents in a fantasy world are used to convey the same things we'd assume in our world - RP British for educated, southern American for rural, Cockney for rougher types, etc.
It's also true that laying the exact socioeconomic parallels from our world onto, say, Liliana and Orym (who reads to me as non-regional but I, like Liam, am from the Northeast originally) is a recipe for disaster. Or rather, it's not, but it is going to reaffirm your own biases, some of which are dangerous to reaffirm.
There was a popular post on Tumblr a while back, probably not long after Trump was elected, of someone talking about how they were convincing a relative with the confederate flag towards socialism by appealing to the idea of "isn't in unfair how uneven wealth distribution is and how a small group has so much control" and a number of people were rightfully like "uh, maybe you should focus on the racism" or "hey OP ask your relative who they think that small group in control is because I'm getting a really bad feeling they're going to say it's The Jews." And I feel that a lot of the empathy for Liliana from those spaces feels like that OP. Or in other words: I get that you see your relatives in Liliana. Unfortunately, I cannot help but see me and mine in Orym.
You see someone trapped by circumstance and desperation in a dangerous ideology. I see the fact that I haven't gone to a synagogue in easily 6-7 years without there being a security guard present and usually, the doors locked with someone looking through the window to let you in, and then in the sanctuary there's been an installation so that you can quickly bar all the doors in case an alarm goes off or you hear shots in the lobby.
I think there's a great case for seeing yourself in Imogen, who is in a painful struggle with the fact that her mother does love her very much but is in dangerously deep and has done a number of incredibly terrible and harmful things. That latter point is important, incidentally; I get that cult members sometimes rise through the ranks but all but the leader are being manipulated. But the fact remains that a brainwashed person can still commit atrocities, and in this story, they have, many times over. It's especially true because like...sure, plenty of people are like "I lost my relative to a cult and I just want them back and I couldn't harm them," but also, as we've seen, this cult can and will harm Imogen! Plenty of people are also like "yeah I gotta cut them off, it hurts but unfortunately my horribly bigoted and violent relative, while a victim of brainwashing, is a threat to me too." It's not even the full picture of the Temult side of things, let alone the picture that includes the Vanguard's victims.
I also think the Southern gatekeeping is unhinged because it's like. guys there's QAnon members and other cults across the country; the Confederate flag example above was actually notable in that OP wasn't even Southern so you couldn't even write the flag off as deeply misguided heritage but rather was explicitly being used as a hate symbol. It's awfully presumptive to assume all southerners have the same experience (especially since the Temults are portrayed, physically and in accents, as white southerners, not that the experiences of white southerners aren't also incredibly varied). It's awfully presumptive to assume that people find Liliana threatening because they have no personal experience with people like her; often, it's because they have all too real experience with people like her, and it says something even worse about you if you can say "but you guys, I see me and my family in Liliana" when people are telling you that they see them and their families in Orym. I would not, personally, publicly admit that one's empathy extends to the people who remind you of your family but runs out before it reaches their victims. Nor would I publicly admit that I assume everyone who disagrees with me clearly has never had personal experience with this topic.
I should also note that, as I've noted a number of times before, that these are fictional characters and not real people. Twitter seems to be really fucking bad at grasping that. Like, yes, this is the other thing; I do not think that OP should kill their Confederate flag-toting relative, whereas if Imogen did so to Liliana I'd be like "hell yeah." The former is a real person who I do hope gets deprogrammed, just, you know, maybe adjust those priorities; the latter is a fictional character in a story.
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The Walk-in
Killer x gn!reader (amab edition) word count: 4.2k afab vers. a/n: i got this idea from a revelation i had about how im pretty sure every walk-in in every restaurant ever has been boned in at least once. my source to site is me bc ive been working in the food industry since i was, like, 12. also guapo means 'handsome' in spanish.
“Oh my god, y/n, have you seen the new cook?” Your best friend, Wire, spoke up from behind the bar. He was currently wiping it down, preparing for the rush that would be starting soon. 
You were bussing tables when he spoke up, you paused, walking over to him and tossing the rag over your shoulder. “I haven't. Isn't he a friend of the owner’s son or something?”
“Yeah. Met him in college.”
“Ah. Friend hire.” You made a face, causing Wire to laugh. He knows how much you weren't a fan of people being hired just because they knew someone who worked there - especially when it came to the owner. “They never last.” You shook your head. 
“Oh, c'mon. I heard his cooking is great.”
You raised an eyebrow as you went back to wiping down tables. “Biased opinions, probably. Of course they're gonna say his cooking is great. But good cooking isn’t everything in this line of work. You and I both know that.”
Wire had a thoughtful look on his face as he nodded. “That's true.” There'd been plenty of instances where a good cook was hired, but they couldn't deal with the rush or crazy customers. None of them would last through the night. “He seems like he'll hold well.”
You snorted, standing up and folding your arms across your chest. “That's what you said about the last guy.” You rolled your eyes with a grin. The poor sap didn't last half an hour. 
“I was being optimistic?” You snorted and shook your head. “Oh sure. Optimistic.”
“I'm sure he'll become overwhelmed and leave within the hour.” That was your bet. You didn't usually expect much from newcomers, especially friend hires. 
“Wow, not even giving me a real shot, huh?” A deep voice came up from behind you. A shiver ran down your spine - not from fear, but from the sheer attractiveness his voice had. Oh shit.
You turned around and the air left your lungs as the most beautiful and sexy man stood behind you. You blinked, trying to find words to say but your brain wasn't fully caught up with the situation. Holy shit, this was the finest man you'd ever seen in your life. 
“You must be the head server with the high expectations then.” You opened your mouth to say something - only for nothing to come out. You glared over at Wire who held his hands up in surrender with a shit eating grin on his face. He knew that this man was exactly your type and chose to retain that information. 
A sly grin spread across the cook's face. “Cat got your tongue? Where'd all that barking go?” 
Your eyes widened, one of them twitching. Oh, he had a mouth on him too. It was on. 
Finally, your brain caught up. It'd felt like eternity, but it was only a few seconds. You folded your arms across your chest, an unimpressed look crossing your features. “I believe I am giving you a chance, just don't have high hopes. Can’t in this line of work - takes a special breed.” 
You looked him up and down. Fuck, he was fine as hell. “Anyway. They say you're a good cook. The customers will be the judge of that. That's not all, however. Where most people fumble is service itself. Always ends up being too much for people - too busy.” 
Then your brain circled back to what he had said earlier. “And of course I have high expectations. I only want what's best for this place and I don't need people wasting mine or my coworkers time.” 
The man before you just had an amused look on his face as he watched you. That irritated the shit out of you for reasons you couldn’t specify at the moment. “Don't worry, I won't be wasting anyone's time. I assure you, I won't be going anywhere either. You better get used to me now,” he crooned, leaning in as he spoke.
Your eyes narrowed at him. You wanted to punch him in his smug little face. “I've had plenty like you, too. Big talk. Think they'll last. Usually, they're the quickest to leave. Honestly, I’m being generous with an hour.” 
He chuckled, straightening back out. “We'll see when I'm still here after rush then, huh? If I stick it out, which I will, what do I get for winning the bet?”
The sheer audacity of this man. You stared at him, but didn't hesitate in your answer. “A job, duh.” You rolled your eyes. “I don't have time for this. I have a floor to prep.”
The cook laughed. It was one of the most beautiful sounds you ever heard. Damn, you must just be horny. It had been a while since you've gotten laid, but you also had a rule of never sleeping with your coworkers. You didn't knock others for doing it, you just didn't personally. You felt it made things complicated - though you were also an overthinker. Too many what ifs. What if it didn’t work out? What if you hated working together? What if you spent too much time together? What if, what if, what if?
“I'll see you after dinner rush then.” He winked at you and your heart almost stopped. Jesus fuck, you were down bad for a man you wanted to strangle. He walked off, leaving you standing there with Wire. You watched him leave, admiring his fat ass as he left before you turned back to your best friend.
He burst into laughter and you narrowed your eyes. “You're the worst, you know that?” That caused him to laugh harder. “Oh my god. I was just waiting for the moment for the part where you both just tear off each other's clothes and start going at each other right there, holy shit.”
Your face immediately warmed up. “Shut up, Wire. No one asked you.” You folded your arms across your chest with a frown. “You could've fucking warned me he was hotter ‘n hell.” 
Wire laughed again. “And miss the look on your face? That was priceless. I've never seen you be so taken aback before. The great y/n rendered speechless by the new cook.”
“Don't call him the new cook. He's gotta prove himself first.”
Another chuckle came from your best friend and he shook his head. You sighed, looking in the direction said man had left.
“What are you thinking about now?”
“How it's a shame he's not a baker with all that cake he's got. And how I wouldn't mind him icing mine.” Wire burst into laughter again and you just shook your head, clicking your tongue. “Too bad he won't last.”
Your attention shifted to the customers that walked in and you headed over to greet them. 
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Rush was busier than usual. It was always insane, but it was even more so tonight. This was something you usually lived for, the chaos of the floor. It kept things interesting and helped time fly by. Slow nights drove you insane, which is why you were always scheduled the busiest nights too. Plus, you were insanely good at your job.
Being head server, your main job was just making sure that things were going out on time, keeping tabs on your servers, and taking care of any customer issues. You were technically a manager, yes, but you liked the title of head server better.
However, you could feel eyes on you all night. Yes, that's typically normal considering you're a server, but this was different. You also knew exactly who the culprit was. The new fucking cook. Every time you headed to the back or to the window, his eyes were on you. You'd glance at him, catching him red handed. 
Only, he didn't look away like most people. He kept his stare, only offering up a grin and the occasional wink as he cooked. Your body heated up every time, flustered that he was so casual.  Your mind was running wild with what you wanted him to do to you. You tried to keep yourself busy, but the growing heat across your whole body was making it hard. 
You tried to lie to yourself, saying it was because rush was busier than usual and you were running around even more. Every time you finally started calming down, he seemed to appear out of nowhere with his stupid smile, sending you into a spiral again. 
You could honestly punch him, that might just solve your problems. He was aggravating in every sense of the word. His cocky attitude was getting to you, making you even crabbier than you already had been. You were trying your best not to take it out on your fellow servers or the customers. It was fine for the most part. 
After rush, you asked another server to cover the one table you had left so you could take a minute. You immediately beelined it to the walk in. You flung the door open, unbuttoning your shirt a few times as you entered. You closed your eyes, listening to the hum of the fans keeping it cool, and taking a deep breath as you fanned yourself with your hand.
Then the door opened, revealing the new guy. Someone mentioned his name was Killer. Funny. You wonder how he ended up with a stupid nickname like that. 
You glared at him as the smug smile spread across his face. Unfortunately, you knew he didn't end up leaving. His eyes being glued to you all night constantly reminded you that he had proven you wrong. He actually had done pretty well and the customers seemed to enjoy his cooking. He'd be sticking around as long as he wanted now - the job was his. Which also meant you had to deal with the fact that you were going to have to see him almost every day. 
“Guess you're stuck with me now, huh?”
“What are you even here for? Just to bother me?” You were in a foul mood and it was all his fault. You weren’t in the mood for his cocky attitude or ‘I told you so’ right now.
“Well, I originally came back here to grab something but now I don't even remember what it was supposed to be now that you're in front of me looking like that.”
You looked down at yourself, confused. “What? Gonna make fun of me?” You were disheveled and hot, your skin flushed in some places. 
“No. You actually look really good like that.” A lazy smile appeared on his face as he folded his arms and leaned against the shelves. What the hell was he doing?
You could feel your body growing warmer despite the cooler air being blown at you. “The hell is your fucking angle? You've been staring all night and now you’re saying weird shit.” 
He blinked, raising his eyebrows. “And here I thought I was being obvious.” 
You stared at him for a moment as your head spun. What did- oh. Your eyes widened slightly and his grin grew. “Now you got it.”
Though, he didn't have much time to say anything else before you essentially pounced on him. You couldn't take it anymore, he'd been riling you up all night and you were at your wits end. And he was here, basically telling you to screw him. Actually, literally. 
You had walked over, grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and kissed him hard. He grinned into you, wrapping his arms around you. “Finally,” he mumbled. 
You shook your head. “Don't let your big mouth ruin it.” He just laughed before kissing you again, patting your ass. You took the hint, hopping up and wrapping your legs around him. He held you with ease, hands firmly on your ass as he pinned you to the shelves. He squeezed you hard, making a small whine escape your lips. 
Your own hands pressed against his chest before pausing. You felt something through his shirt. “Oh my god - are your nipples pierced?” You had never moved faster than you were right now as you undid his shirt. 
He blinked in confusion at your sudden shift of attention, disoriented and a little pouty that you pulled away like you did.
You opened his shirt and, lo and behold, piercings. Your eyebrow raised and a grin spread across your face. “Now, that's hot as hell,” you mused as you ran your hands across his broad chest and piercings, tugging at them a bit.  You heard his breathing sharply hitch and you looked at him with a grin.
You squirmed out of his arms, making him look at you with a confused expression. You placed a hand on his chest, gently pushing him backwards and guiding him essentially. He tripped, falling back into a few sacks of onions. He looked up at you as you slowly straddled him. “You’re gonna learn why I run the place tonight, guapo.” 
Before he could ask you what that meant, you kissed him. Your hands found their way to his chest again, groping and squeezing him. He let out a few grunts in response, clearly enjoying himself. His hands found their way to your ass, squeezing roughly. You groaned against him, your head spinning.
You felt his hands move from your ass to your thighs, squeezing there too before they found their way to your waistband. It wasn’t long before he had your pants undone and your cock out. Part of you was glad you wore your comfy pants, easier to move around. 
When the cold hair touched your cock, your breathing hitched as it twitched in his hand. “Fuck,” you mumbled. 
Your head dropped down to his shoulder as he began to stroke your cock. A shiver ran down your spine from finally being touched by him. You’d been imagining it all night and you honestly couldn’t wait to get to the actual railing part. You planned on riding him like no tomorrow.
He removed his hand from your cock, causing you to whine in protest. “Patience,” he crooned, earning a glare from you. He just smiled at you, kissing you so soft and in a way that caught you off guard. It gave him leeway to spin you around and bend you over, pressing you into the floor. You yelped at the sudden movement and him pulling your pants down just enough to expose your ass to him.
“You fuckin- fuck.” Whatever insult you were going to say completely derailed as you felt one of his thick fingers slide into you with ease. He must’ve used your own precum to slick up his own fingers. You didn’t even realize that’s what he had been doing.
You sank to your knees, ass in the air as he worked you. Fuck, you didn’t like not being the one in control. It was a whole different feeling. You’d need to regain control but-
Your thoughts were interrupted as he inserted another one. Damn, his fingers were thick and drove you inside as they moved about inside of you. He worked you as if he’d done it a million times before - as if stretching you was something he did every day. You hadn’t pegged him for a whore but maybe he was, you didn’t know. Nor did you care that much.
You bit your bottom lip, your eyes rolling back as you felt the third one make its way inside of you. He pumped his fingers in and out of you before you suddenly felt his other hand wrap around your cock. Your eyes widened at the sudden double sided attack you were facing. A loud moan erupted from you as pleasure began to make your body really buzz. You wouldn’t last long at this point.
And you didn’t. It wasn’t long after he started his assault that you came hard, making a mess on the floor below - gonna have to clean that up later. He removed his hands from you, making you shiver as you were suddenly left empty. Fuck, what the hell was that about?
You weren’t about to let him have the upperhand again. You pushed yourself off the ground despite still being a bit disoriented from your high. You looked behind you, another shiver running down your spine. He looked down at you like you were his last meal on death row. Or like an apex predator that hasn’t eaten in weeks and you were a juicy antelope or something. The wild look in his eye made your heart race with excitement.
“Pull your dick out,” you instructed. He blinked at your sudden demand, but he didn’t hesitate. Your eyes widened as you saw the sheer size of him, but you also knew you could take it. You had plenty of toys that size - you just weren't expecting someone to actually have that size of cock. 
“Too big for you? Wouldn’t be the first time.” That smug smile spread across his face and you had half the mind to just walk off, leaving him to his own devices. You were too horny for that though. You needed his dick in you right now.
“What did I say about your mouth,” you mumbled, rolling your eyes.
You moved, pressing yourself against the thick head. You bit the inside of your cheek as you slowly lowered yourself onto him. As he made his way inside of you, you began panting as he stretched your insides to the max. He was throbbing inside of you and you were throbbing around him. You could already feel your legs numbing with pleasure. Fuck, you were going to feel this tomorrow - and it was your double day. Awesome. You really were great at thinking ahead.
You were thinking about a head alright. 
All your stupid thoughts went out the window as you felt Killer bottom out. He was completely inside of you now and you felt utterly full. You were panting heavily, as was he. Even being in the cooler, both of you were also sweating a considerable deal.
After a few moments of catching your breath, you began to move - slow at first, trying to find a good rhythm. You heard him grumbling about wanting to go faster. “If you wanted it your way, you shouldn’t have acted like a smartass,” you said. You were in control now and you were going to remind him of that.
Oh, how very wrong you were.
“Punish a smartass? I can do that.” 
Before you could even process what he said, you felt him place his hands on the bottoms of your thighs before pulling your legs up and locking his hands behind your head. Was he really going to full nelson you right here in the fucking walk-in? 
If someone opened the door right now, you’d be on display for everyone to see. Oh dear sweet Jesus, that somehow made everything hotter.
“I-” You weren’t even able to form a single word before he was absolutely using you. He pistoned his hips, slamming in and out of you - your own dick bouncing around. His cock dragged along your insides, hitting all the right spots in the process. Your head was spinning and your moans were loud despite your best attempts to quiet them. You just hoped the cooler was loud enough to muffle the noise enough. Walk-ins canceled out a lot of noise but they weren't completely soundproof. 
Then you heard it. The click that signaled someone was opening the door. You scrambled quickly, but felt yourself being hoisted up inside as Killer stood up. He moved, heading to the part where the shelving stopped and the wall dipped in a little. It was the perfect little nook for hooking up. Why you didn’t start there, you weren’t sure.
He moved quickly, pressing you against the wall before pressing as close to you as he could to hide himself from view as well. Only when he did that, he shoved himself so deep inside of you so suddenly, you felt him slam into that sweet spot that made your vision go white for a moment and ecstasy flooded your body as you climaxed, making a mess of the wall before you. You inhaled but before you could make too much noise, his hand covered your mouth, muffling your noises right as the person walked in. 
Your head was spinning and you were struggling to keep it together. “Find them?” you heard someone call. The door must’ve still been open. 
“No! I could’ve sworn I saw Killer come back here.”
“Same. I thought I saw y/n.” A sigh could be heard.
“I wonder where they went.”
“Wherever it is, they’re probably shagging.”
“Probably not. Y/n is very against sleeping with their coworkers. We all know this.”
“Wire thinks otherwise and no one knows them better. Not to mention the insane sexual tension from dinner. It was painful to watch.” 
If you weren’t about to explode at the moment, you would’ve been offended - maybe even said something. The only thing you wanted right now was them to leave so that Killer could fucking finish fucking you. You could deal with everything later. You didn’t care about what was being said.
Finally, the two of them left. Killer let out a sigh of relief. “I didn’t think they’d ever leave,” he said before slowly removing his hand from your mouth. You fell into a small coughing fit.
“Are you-”
“I swear to fuck, if you don’t finish what you started, I’m going to lose my marbles.”
Killer looked surprised for a moment before that stupid, smug smile was back. “Yes, boss.” You rolled your eyes but the attitude didn’t last very long as his hands gripped your hips and he started going to town once again.
Your nails dug into the metal walls of the cooler, your body both hot and cold. You were moaning and whining, not even caring if you were heard at this point. Your entire body was buzzing with pleasure. The fact that you’d already came twice and was more than likely going to a third time? You might just pass out from the euphoria of it all. 
The line cook’s movements grew more desperate and erratic. You knew he wasn’t going to be lasting much longer and neither were you. Both of you were making enough noise and with the skin slapping on top of it, there was no way the cooler was masking all of it.
He slammed inside of you one final time, sending both of you over the edge. You came all over the wall again, knowing you were probably going to have to scrub the damn place at this point. You shivered as he filled you up to the brim and then some, feeling it trickle down your leg.
The two of you stayed like that for a moment, panting heavily as you recovered. After some time, Killer straightened up, slowly pulling out of you. With how oversensitive you were right now, it almost riled you up again. When he pulled out, another shiver racked your body as you were suddenly left empty. 
You heard him shuffle himself around before moving to help you. You turned around, looking at him.  “Are you alright?”
At this point, you weren’t sure - still on cloud nine. “I think I’ll be fine.” You stretched a bit, wincing slightly. “Tomorrow’s gonna suck though.” 
“I can cover for you.”
You looked at him for a moment before bursting into laughter. “No offense, but I think you’d be a shit server. Completely different vibe from cooking.” 
He frowned. “And here I thought shagging you would take the attitude out of you.” 
You raised a brow, putting your hands on your hips. “Is that what you thought? Sorry, this isn’t something that comes from needing to be laid. I’m just always a bitch - personality trait.” You shrugged, retying your apron. You fixed yourself up before looking over at Killer. You snorted, buttoning his shirt back up.
“Looks like I’ll just have to try again.” A smug smile appeared on his face and you looked at him, a smile tugging on the corners of your own. “You can try as many times as you want, loverboy. It ain’t happening.” 
“I’ll ice that cake anytime.” Your eyes widened at his words and he laughed. “Yeah, I heard your little baker comment earlier. So you like my ass?” He winked, making your face turn red. “Fix your hair,” you mumbled. “Make it look less obvious we just boned.”
“Yes, boss.”
You rolled your eyes, flinging the walk-in door open to reveal several of your coworkers standing there. Wire grinned widely, a smug look on his face. “Everyone owes me twenty bucks.” There were collective groans. “No one knows our head server better than me, you should’ve known better than to bet against me.” He shook his head, holding his hand out as everyone forked over money. 
“But they literally never sleep with anyone that works here ever,” someone protested, pouting.
“Wait - does that mean they were in there boning when we…?”
You knew right then and there - you were never going to hear the end of this.
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kytsuine-blog · 4 days
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Ok so I'm going to do a better, Tumblr-focused writeup soon and also track down those blogs to talk about them more specifically, but I fell for a misinformation scheme today and want to talk about how and why. Here's an email I sent my little cousin about it.
This morning, I encountered a Tumblr post talking about the TikTok ban and the government's attempt to severely curtail digital privacy rights as part of it.
I had heard that the TikTok ban was currently up for debate in the Senate, after passing the House with strong bipartisan support. I was not surprised by the information in the screenshots; it matched with things I knew the government had tried to do often in the past, and often under similar circumstances. I looked up the bill linked to verify, and yeah, it was an active bill that had been introduced in the Senate. (I should have realized then that there was an issue with what I was reading, but in my defense it was about 6:00 AM, and I was just glancing over things in the parking lot before going in to work.)
Concerned for the digital privacy and security of my family, and especially the ones I can't just drive to, I drafted the following message to you:
"I haven't had time to read all the way through the RESTRICT act that the Senate proposed, but summaries I've seen indicate that as written it's a massive overreach. It's better known as the TikTok ban; the news has been focusing on that part as it passes through Congress so far.
I always sign my emails to you with my public key. Both of you should look up how to use PGP to send me encrypted emails with that. It may become even more important soon to normalize secure encryption in Internet communications, and there may also be things that we wish to discuss that state or federal laws may frown on in the future.
I planned to introduce topics related to computer and information security more gradually, but making sure that talking about those is possible at all is an important part of that.
Congress.gov page on the bill
Tweet thread"
(As an aside, I do still think that normalizing encryption is a very worthwhile thing to do; it makes the web a safer place for activists and informants needing a way to communicate without surveillance, without being singled out as enemies of the surveillance state.)
I then checked through the notes of the Tumblr post to see if there was more context I wanted to share, and noticed people who called out a detail that I missed. That post was first posted in March of 2023, a little over a year ago. It refers to an entirely different bill than the TikTok ban which is currently going through the Senate, one which activists successfully stalled (and likely killed) last year. This year's bill is much more targeted (though, as implemented, I still have issues with it); its text can be found here.
This is a classic example of how misinformation spreads. I did not have bad intent when I went to share that commentary on last year's bill with you, and I did not find it from someone with bad intent (in fact, she subsequently shared a commentary I posted on the actual bill, in reply to her original incorrect post.) From what I can tell, on March 14, a number of mostly inactive politically-focused blogs all shared that post directly from the original poster (not from someone who had it in their feed, like a normal Tumblr interaction). Each of these was tagged with fairly popular political tags. None of these blogs has posted since, keeping it at the top of their page to get more eyes on it.
Misinformation is spread deliberately, and it takes caution and checking of your biases to combat it. I almost fell for this one because I expected it to be true. I should have checked on it before sharing anything at all. Looking at it now, I ask: who benefits from this?
Most directly, proponents of the current TikTok ban benefit from activist efforts being directed towards a functionally dead bill. This, apparently, includes the strong majority of the House, on both sides of the aisle; it may be assumed that it also includes the government's surveillance agencies (as it is easier to compel data from American companies than from foreign ones, particularly Chinese ones). It could also include other social media sites, especially those like YouTube and Instagram that compete directly with TikTok in the realm of algorithmically driven short videos.
More abstractly, though, this misinformation benefits the status quo, and conservatism as a whole. By causing people who are invested in the TikTok ban (mostly left-leaning people) to engage with more stringent and concerning bills, stress is increased on activists and burnout becomes more likely. Targeting the mental health of left-leaning activists is a tactic we've seen multiple times recently in misinformation campaigns; another example is the "the Guardian is doing a story on DIY HRT" hoax that recently circulated among my trans friends. This type of stressful lie misinformation serves the dual purpose of causing activists to burn out and decreasing trust among communities that share it.
This is a new specific strategy to me, but the solution is the same as ever. Check your sources when you speak publicly, check how your biases affect what ideas seem "clearly correct", and aim for your statements to maximize quality, rather than quantity. That's a discipline I still need to refine, but it's not hard. Just requires a bit of diligence.
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I love the SPN fandom but honestly it’s so stressful sometimes 😭
For example earlier today I googled “Misha Collins girlfriend” because I heard a rumor that he has a girlfriend, I couldn’t find much besides stuff talking about Vicky so I scrolled down and saw a tumblr post saying something about Misha being attracted to men (which I don’t necessarily disagree with, but I don’t want to tell another person what they are) and women so I clicked on it and it was a huge post (like, a couple paragraphs) talking about some strange things. I don’t remember exactly but at one point the user brought up the “fact” that Misha makes jokes about women and sex?? As in making jokes at the expense of women… and I was like… are we talking about the same Misha here? He DOES make jokes about sex but I don’t recall him ever making jokes at the expense of women. Only thing I can think of is that one story about one of his earlier acting jobs and he didn’t know the “no tongue rule” but that was mostly at the expense of himself. Then I scrolled and found another post that was pretty disturbing…
Someone had screenshotted a regular instagram caption that Jensen posted just talking about how he just got done traveling, he wanted to take a nap, something like that—nothing sexual about the post at all or anything that would suggest that—and someone captioned it with something talking about him and Misha rubbing their [babymakers] together??? I audibly laughed out loud because wtf 😭😭
I don’t want to shame Jenmish shippers (I say Jenmish because Cockles is just a… very interesting name), even though I think it’s the slightest bit strange to be shipping real people… but again I never want to put anyone down for anything because I myself have said some stuff about Jensen and Misha that might suggest something between them.
Another thing is just the amount of hate for various cast members. Mostly the hate I see is for Jared and Misha; J2 fans who hate Misha, Jenmish fans who hate Jared, etc. There’s a lot of love in this fandom but ohmygOD there’s so much hate too. I guess that’s true for any fandom, but it’s so tiring sometimes.
Also, in this fandom, you’ll get hounded for any opinion you have. If you don’t like destiel, you’re homophobic. If you do like destiel, you’re also homophobic for some reason because queer bating or whatever… for the record i’d like to state that I am a proud destiel shipper just fyi. But I see so many people take it to the extreme, make little things into big things or something along those lines. Same thing with cockles shippers I was talking about earlier. I feel like I have a pretty neutral viewpoint on stuff regarding destiel; I see most things how they are, and I make my assumptions based on CANON things. I don’t say “Dean and Cas are definitely fucking”, I say “Dean and Cas love eachother but they cant express it, because Cas wasn’t even sure what love was and Dean’s highest ideal of love is family, which is why he says Cas is like a brother to him”. Now, if you don’t agree with me, guess what… that’s okay! If you don’t think destiel exists, that’s a valid point, and i’m not gonna dox you just because you have a different opinion than me. Because that’s just it, it’s an OPINION.
I could get into Sam haters and Dean haters and stuff… but I’m tired. Actually, you know what, screw it. I WILL GET INTO IT!!!
I’ve had a few experiences with Dean haters especially, and most of the time they just ADORE Sam and thinks he’s done nothing wrong. Let me clarify that I don’t hate Sam- like- at all. Then again, Dean haters who happen to be Sam stans have warped my view on Sam a little, but I won’t let that get in my way of honest judgment.
Sam. has. done. bad. stuff. DEAN. has. done. bad. stuff. Please don’t compare their trauma, they both have their own issues, one isn’t better than the other.
I might be biased because I relate to Dean so much (like a crazy amount it’s not even funny…), but for the millionth time in a row I DO NOT HATE SAM. I saw someone saying how Dean was the cause of almost every single world-ending event that happened in SPN… like honey no. Another person replied to their comment listing all of the world-ending events… and guess what… Sam was the cause of most of them!! Does that make him a hate-worthy character? No!!
I don’t know what point i’m trying to make here. I just think there’s so much in-fighting within the SPN fandom and as much as I love being in the fandom sometimes you just gotta have a break from all the drama. If you made it this far… go outside or something don’t pay attention to me i’m chronically online.
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idk if people are deep analysis people, especially for characters, but i am so here's my unsolicited thoughts about independent!reader x rafe cameron in PLAY FAKE.
reader is someone who takes everything rafe says to her at face-value. they're adults, she's going to make sure his words have merit to them. so, this means it will bite him in the ass.
him calling her a pogue and her throwing it back in his face whenever they're in an argument, especially whenever she acts in way that confirms his bias. this would be especially potent when they're arguing and he's claiming that he wants her but she doesn't believe him because he keeps calling her pogue—someone with lower status and therefore not worthy of him?
additionally, him calling her "barely friends" in part four, only for her to throw it back at him when he says he cares about her. how do you care about someone you don't even see as a friend? this is going to frustrate him so bad because he can't even argue back that it's not true because he did say it.
rafe propositioned her that he wants a fake relationship and nothing more and her accepting that, despite the fact that she knows she'll be in love with him after it ends but refusing to bite the bullet and tell him because she's taking his conditions at face value. this makes him actually be considerate of his words to reader because she's not going to play around and assume—she's going to treat him like an adult, one who had real-world consequences to whatever he says and does. he wants no-strings-attached and that's exactly what she gives him. until he doesn't want that anymore?
reader being so independent and giving as the eldest child taking care of her siblings that she is always giving and giving, never expecting (or knowing) that she can asks for things in return. she gives rafe her "relationship," she gives him her heart, and she doesn't expect anything back. in honesty, this makes her the perfect candidate for his fake-dating relationship partner—because she doesn't want anything more—only for him to fall in love for her and him wanting something more?
she's never going to ask for it. she is so defeatist, that she accepts it. unintentionally or intentionally, rafe is going to have to put in WORK to prove to her that everything he said either changed or isn't true anymore. that he wants her. that he needs her.
and i don't even know if i'm just hella biased because it's MY story, but like reader x rafe is such a compatible couple? he's the type of person who needs someone who calls him out on his bullshit and straighten him up, while also providing him the emotional support he never had in his life. the one who keeps him in check but also pulls him close. the one who never expects anything else from him—he wants to prove. and rafe is perfect for reader because she's so independent, so used to taking care of herself and it takes a toll, but she refuses to let someone in but because rafe is so stubborn, so forceful, so relentless, he pushes his way into her life and settles in. he takes care of her, wants her, and does everything he can to prove that he can be there for her because he needs to feel like a "man" and take care of others and she's so used to not being taken care of.
anyways, end of my little analysis, sorry if it's boring but i've been thinking about them thematically.
SONGS THAT REMINDS ME OF THEM lıllılı October by Alessia Cara lıllılı This Love by Maroon 5
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Hi!🤍
Can I request a scenario with Draco? Draco and the reader are together, (the reader is friends with the golden trio) the scene when Draco insulted Hermione for being a muggle-born and the reader (also muggle-born) heard it and was offended because she thinks Draco doesn't really love her and that his family would never accept her.
Hope you kinda understand what I meant- also, an happy ending? (Just please make sure Draco isn't forgiven so easily)
The rest is up to you, thanks if you'll do it
ofc! I hope you like it 💗
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Warnings: mentions of bullying (like calling names and stuff), lmk if there are more
Draco and I had been together for a while, we were practically inseparable despite the challenges we faced. I, a muggle-born witch, was friends with the Golden Trio. While he was … Draco.
One day, while walking through the Hogwarts corridors, I overheard Draco insulting Hermione for being a muggle-born. The words stung, and I couldn't help but feel personally attacked. Doubts crept into my mind, wondering if Draco's love for me was genuine or if he was just pretending, given his family's history.
Feeling hurt and confused, I needed space from Draco to sort out my feelings. I turned to my friends, the Golden Trio, for comfort and reassurance. They reminded me that I was valuable and deserving of love, and they also said that true love should never require sacrificing who I am and my self-respect.
Draco became aware of the seriousness of his words and the pain he had caused. Overwhelmed by guilt and regret, he realised that his actions had put our relationship in jeopardy. Draco realised the need to face his own biases and show me the he can change. He sought advice from surprising sources, such as Professor McGonagall and even Hermione, who, despite her own pain, helped him.
As time went on, I witnessed Draco's genuine efforts to change. I saw him apologize not only to Hermione but to other muggle-born witches and wizards he had previously insulted. Draco's actions spoke louder than words, and his commitment to changing for the better became evident.
I slowly let Draco back into my life, but I made it clear that forgiveness wasn't instant or guaranteed. I openly shared my concerns, fears, and the need for reassurance. Draco, fully aware of the impact of his actions, showed patience, understanding, and a willingness to regain my trust. And over time, he eventually regained my trust and was forgiven.
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Summary: MC wakes one night to a familiar problem. Someone else is also awake at that hour and he comes to comfort them. A short drabble about MC getting their period for the first time since regaining their human form in the Devildom
Beelzebub x afab!MC
CW: MC has a vagina and menstruates. Period content. Blood Mentions.
A/N: Everyone's favorite glutton, Beelzebub is up next! I love him with my entire being. Maybe i'm biased, but this one turned out so cute. I hope you all enjoy as well! By the way, the fact about the dark chocolate is true. It's rich in magnesium so it helps to ease aches and relax the muscles! Next will be Belphie, and i can hardly wait to write our sleepy cow boy.
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Only Human
The light of your D.D.D faintly lit up your bedroom as you played one of the new app games that Levi had begged you to download. You were trying to distract yourself from the cramping in your abdomen that had been keeping you up for most of the night. You sighed as you glanced at the time in the upper corner of the screen. It read 1:45am. Groaning, you shoved your blankets aside and crawled out of bed to head towards your bathroom.
You had been putting it off all night because you knew that you had no pain relief available to take or even the hygiene products you were in desperate need of. However, staring into the empty cabinets would make the thought you had been dreading a reality. You wobbled into the bathroom, and yanked open the cabinet door above the sink. Just as you expected, it was completely barren. Shit. Of course, this was to be expected from the 7 male demons that you resided with as they weren’t quite used to a human living with them. The time you spent as a sheep early on in your stay had thrown them all off guard and even yourself had forgotten about a few specific things when you returned to your human form.
You ran your fingers through your hair, as you tried to think of what to do next. Should I wake someone? No. That would be rude. It’s not like I'm dying. You thought, stubbornly as a wave of cramps hit you. Okay I take that back. Maybe I am dying. Slowly, you made your way back into your bedroom and pulled on a pair of pajama pants. You sat down on the edge of your bed, arms clutching your lower stomach. Suddenly, you had an idea. You had read that chocolate, specifically dark chocolate, serves as a natural pain relief when it comes to cramps. You perked up as you remembered that Beel had brought you home a chocolate dessert from Madam Scream’s earlier that day. You weren’t sure if it was dark chocolate, but it was worth a shot. Jumping up, you grabbed your D.D.D and headed for the kitchen. 
You walked quietly through the hallway, clutching your phone to your chest. The last thing you wanted was to wake everyone up and be alerted of your situation. After what felt like an eternity of walking, you reached the kitchen and pushed open the heavy swinging doors. They squeaked loudly as they opened, and you winced. You paused for a moment, listening carefully for any stirring in the house. After a few moments of silence, you decided the coast was clear and continued on into the kitchen to head for the fridge. You opened the fridge door, and began to scan the shelves inside for the box of dessert that Beel had bought for you. Surely he didn’t eat it, did he? He’d feel so bad for eating a dessert that he bought for me… You were too concentrated on locating the dessert that you didn’t hear your D.D.D go off from over on the kitchen counter. You finally found the box, and carried it over to the counter when you noticed your D.D.D lighting up. 
I heard something in the kitchen just now. Was that you?
Are you getting a midnight snack? 
……
Can I join you?
Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the message from Beel himself. He must have heard the doors, you thought. Being a demon, his hearing is a lot more sensitive compared to a human’s. You were in the middle of typing out your response when you heard footsteps approaching the kitchen. Spinning around so your back was leaning against the counter, you met Beel’s gaze as he appeared through the doors. His orange hair was messy, and he wore a pair of maroon sweatpants and a black tank top which showed off his muscular arms. “Ah, so it was you.” he said, smiling. You offered him a weak smile back, unable to help yourself from staring. “Caught red handed, I guess.” you said, peeling your stare away from him and glancing at the dessert box on the counter. Beel chuckled, making his way over to you. “I’m the last person to judge you for midnight snacking, it’s okay MC.” You were about to respond when another intense wave of cramps took over, and you found yourself sliding down the side of the kitchen counter and onto the floor. “M-MC! Are you okay?” Beel said, rushing to your side. As he got closer, he noticed the strong scent of blood coming from your direction. “Y-You smell like blood…are you hurt?? I’m confused…” Your eyes squeezed shut as you focused on your breathing. What?! He can smell blood?! You covered your now burning face with your hands. “I-I’m fine…it’s really no big deal…” you mumbled, trying to conceal your internal panicking. Beel’s purple eyes darkened with concern. “You don’t have to lie to me, MC.” You opened your eyes again, slowly meeting his gaze. “Okay fine, I um…I got my period…and I read that chocolate helps with the cramps…so I came down to eat the dessert you had gotten me…” The 6th born’s eyes widened as he processed what you had said. “Oh, I see.” he glanced down at his feet as he rubbed the back of his head. “I only know of what Belphie has told me about humans, and this is something he’s mentioned before. Is there any way I can help?” You smiled softly. You could tell how much he was concerned about you. “Well… if you want to help me eat this dessert…?” you offered. Beel glanced back up at you, surprised. “What? Are you sure?” he asked. You nodded, “Of course, I want to share it with you.” Beel’s mouth turned up into the biggest smile you’ve seen yet as he helped you up to your feet. “Thank you, MC. I’ll get some plates and forks.” 
The two of you sat across from each other as you shared the delicious, chocolatey dessert. Beel held out his own fork, offering you the first bite. You took it, and practically moaned as you tasted the richness of the chocolate as it melted on your tongue. Beel chuckled, his face turning a light shade of pink. “I’m glad you are enjoying it.” You both sat in silence for a few moments as you continued to enjoy the pastry together. “Is there anything else you need, MC?” Beel asked, breaking the silence. As you finished up the last bite of cake, you glanced down at your lap. “I’m not sure if any of you would have any, but I really need some pads or tampons…and some painkillers.” Beel hummed as he thought for a moment. “I don’t think so, but I can go get you anything you need. Places are open all night here in the Devildom.” You smiled, nodding graciously. “Yes, please. Thank you Beel.” Beel stood up and placed their plates and forks into the sink. “Of course, just tell me what you need.” You notice your cramps have settled slightly, and you finally began to yawn. Beel glanced at you as he washed up the dishes. “Are you tired now?” he asked. You nodded, resting your chin on your hand. Beel finished up washing the dishes, and made his way over to your side. You felt strong arms wrap around you and all of a sudden you were being carried bridal style through the kitchen. “B-Beel!” you squeaked. “Shh, it’s okay. Let’s get you back to bed.” You accepted your fate and began to relax in his arms. The gentle swaying from him carrying you down the hall was almost enough to lull you right to sleep. You expected him to stop at your room, but was surprised when he continued down the hallway to head in the direction of his bedroom. “Uh, Beel. My room is back there.” You said, quietly. He squeezed you tighter to his chest. “I know, but Belphie is in the attic tonight and my bed is bigger and comfier.” You giggled, not expecting to be kidnapped by The Avatar of Gluttony tonight. As he entered his bedroom, he walked over and gently placed you down onto his bed and pulled his covers up to tuck you in. You instantly relaxed as you breathed in his scent from the blankets. He hesitated before placing a light kiss to your forehead. “You stay here, okay? I’m going to run into town for your things.” He said, softly. Your head was spinning from the kiss, but you nodded your head. “T-Thank you Beel…” You murmured, nestling into the covers. “I’ll be right back. Then we can cuddle all night long.”
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all those headcanons about Sirius being the favorite child, loved etc... It makes prongsfoot even more sharp and tragic?? Sirius gave up loving home bc their stand on pure blood,and bc he had James in his life too. Everything he had gave up for James, and yet Order believed he could betray him... Just man how... I will never understand
Hello anon ♡
To me, Sirius giving up his heirship status for new values and a better future is way deeper than James’ effect on him. Yes, James was a solid and effective presence in Sirius’ life but Sirius Black is not someone who changes his views just because of someone else, no matter how codependent. Sirius is open to discussions ( with that sarcastic tongue and sharp wit of his ) and is not biased. We saw it clearly in the flashbacks when James and him met each other in the Hogwarts Express for the first time. James was so fixed on Gryffindor without even considering any other house but Sirius was playful and open despite his family's long history of Slytherins and we saw his sharp wit and biting tongue with Snape, like he didn't miss a bit to put that sarcasm of his into motion. What I mean, here we can see the difference between him and James. Unlike Sirius, James doesn't have the power to wield his tongue like a wand to cut but he has the power of actions, negative or positive. 
So, I get that James’ actions ( positive ones cause he does nothing but positivity when it comes to Sirius ♡ ) probably had affected a big deal, but Sirius has a Slytherin mentality plus his Gryffindor values. A lot of people probably disagree with me but I think that's what makes Sirius so interesting. Personally I think that no matter how much the Blacks hated Sirius’ house in Hogwarts, they still had high hopes for Sirius because let us face it, a Slytherin mentality + Gryffindor values and bravery equals a terrifying force of nature in one person.
Speaking of the Blacks, like many others, I also HC that Sirius was an adored child and was treated way differently than Regulus. Of course, both of them had the best of everything and their homeschooling before Hogwarts was top notch but Sirius was the apple of Walburga's eye. The difference between them was subtle, like proud nods Walburga gave Sirius when he came up with witty comebacks or sublime smiles when he shined bright among the younger generation of the Black family. Personally, I think Sirius was way more similar to Walburga. I mean, true, it is mostly HC but I can imagine that Sirius was a male version of Walburga in every aspect perfectly and that is why they clashed. I think they perfectly understood each other's values but they didn't understand why the other was wasting their talent/status/skill with the said values. 
Although, being an adored child in the House of Black is different than other families. It was mentioned about James in the book that he had an aura of a well-cared and adored child but there was no such thing about Sirius despite him being an heir to one of the most important wizarding families. I think etiquette was very important in the Black family and showing love was subtle. Like I am sure Walburga would never squeeze Sirius in a bone-crushing hug like Euphemia probably would with James. 
So, I don't think he gave up a loving home ( I absolutely am against the HC of Sirius being abused carnally btw ), I think he gave up an accepting home if he remained on the same page with his family because despite that Slytherin mentality I mentioned, Gryffindor traits ( and friends *read James Potter* ) would not let Sirius’ passion to settle into a type of loving home that the House of Black offered.
I think that the Order was not fond of Sirius, both the first Order ( which was kinda better, I imagine, because there was their school generation and marauders gang) and the second one. I am not sure if it was because of his family or what, but in the first Order we see the tragedy of James’ death and how easily they believe it was Sirius without a trial and in the second we see the whole mental weight of being on the run and the members’ bitter sarcasm towards Sirius and ngl, I don't understand how they thought Sirius would betray James.
To me, Sirius Black and James Potter are a love story. A beautiful love story that could have had a happily ever after but sadly most true love stories are tragic tales. They died young and unfulfilled, without a chance to experience the joy of a life without war or even a simple stress-free moment. James had to go in hiding with all that Adrenaline in his veins and waste away and Sirius had to stay away and then lament on why he had changed the secret keeper plan. Prongsfoot is a heartbreaking tale of what could have beens. 🥺
Thank you for the ask and sorry for the long rant, anon. ♡
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thinking about that post about how the line between non-psychotic and psychotic is very thin and how it mentioned ocd and god that's something that we don't see talked about nearly enough
we are pyschotic and have ocd and i don't think people realize how close those two experiences are. honestly in our opinion its there isn't actually a line so much as a gradient between them where how you identify and how other people perceive you is often just as much about individual experiences and biases as what's happening in your brain
tw for vauge but possibly unsettling descriptions of ocd/psychosis from someone with both
you see visions of horrible things in detail and the only way to stop those things from happening and you seeing is a specific ritual. am i talking about hallucinations and delusions or intrusive thoughts and compulsions?
you brain constantly tells you over and over that everyone around you hates you and shows you how. paranoia or socially focussed intrusive thoughts?
if you ever step on a crack you know that someone you love will be hurt in a horrific way, so you carefully walk on the grass as much as you can and sometimes just won't leave your house because of the risk. delusions or intrusive thoughts leading to related compulsions?
actual answer for all of them, either or both because these aren't hard and fast categories and there can be a lot of overlap*
a large part of the reason we don't have a diagnosis for schizophrenia is because for years our delusions were thought to be part of our intrusive thoughts + compulsions, and the only reason we can say we have delusions for sure is because we have some that don't fit into the pattern seen with ocd**
and yet i don't think i have ever really seen anyone talk about that before. people talk about the similarities between adhd and autism but that was the first time i've seen anyone even mention the connection between ocd and psychosis.
this is already long enough, we'll say we hope that more people talk about this and that there's more talk about the similarities between psychosis and other experiences.
and we've chopped out a bunch of tangents that are now under the cut for the sake of people's dash
-smile/wren
*fun fact treatment for ocd often involves acceptance of the intrusive thoughts, for us our love of horror was actually encouraged because it helped act as exposure therapy for graphic intrusive thoughts by giving that type of content a positive association.
yes this means we read and watched adult horror books and movies as a preteen. it was actually encouraged and supported by our therapist and parents and it greatly helped in dealing with our ocd
this is also the same approach that can be taken to help manage psychotic symptoms. i (smile) identify as an endel because being able to have my somatic delusion(s) be part of our identity greatly reduced the distress it causes.
**we have somatic delusions which aren't seen with intrusive thoughts as well as delusions that could be intrusive thoughts but that don't have associated compulsions, and while not all intrusive thoughts have compulsions the specific way our brain works and other contextual stuff such as content: these are religious, all of our other intrusive thoughts are violence/gore/death in horrible ways stuff and pretty similar in the focus; and the fact that these are usually present tense (this is a thing that is true now) thing over future possibility thing (this will be true if you don't stop it) makes us sort these into delusions.
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I just realized what the trick is. The GA knows that Mike looks like he reciprocates feelings. But they also know that we're in Will's POV a lot of the time. And they're equating the two. "Oh, Mike only looks like that because Will has false hope so they're making it look that way"...but both can be and are true. Yes, we are in Will's POV, good eye. But that also is objectively Mike's behavior.
They aren't as invested to think about it harder so I understand why you wouldn't think of it that way, but that's what it is. It isn't that they don't see it, it's that they dismiss it as being Will's biased point of view. Anything you noticed is because Will noticed it. If it seemed romantic, that's to demonstrate Will's wishful thinking. But it's not. It can be. both.
It's clever. To say "this is Will's POV, which is biased" and subvert the season theme of biased narrators to essentially use reverse psychology. "Here is a biased point of view of something that is actually happening to make you dismiss it as just his perspective," to make him dismiss it as just his perspective. Because his perspective is even larger than you think it is. You think it extends to just his wishful thinking but it goes beyond that, it includes him acknowledging it as wishful thinking. They place in his shoes only to set up still being in them at the time of his doubt and self deprecation. So that you, too, believe that Mike's destined for El and that he'll never reciprocate Will's feelings.
THAT'S the real unreliable narration. The unreliable narration is that Will's narration is unreliable, almost. Will thinks anything he sees is just wishful thinking and dismisses it. So so do you. You think the writers are trying to convince you and you're dismissing it, but they're not. They know you. They're convincing you to dismiss it.
They're convincing you to see it as unrequited while also putting it in plain sight. And when you do rewatch, you'll see that it was always there. And you knew it was the first time, too. You just got tricked into believing it wasn't real. But it was.
The false truth wasn't that Will believed Mike reciprocated. It was actually in volume 2, when he believed that he didn't.
You didn't break out of Will's POV by commenting on how you don't think Mike loves him back, you only immersed yourself further without even knowing it. His biased narration is of Mike's relationship with El, not Mike's relationship with him. But he thinks the opposite...and so so do you.
It's funny the organization and order of it all. Because your brain picks up patterns. You know there will be some falsehood to his story, like everyone else's, so you latch onto the first one you see, his hope, without noticing the little moments:
El and Mike are laughing and holding hands, but Mike says that he wasn't happy all day because he was focusing on Will.
Mike tells El he loves her and they're more in love than ever, but Mike tells Will they've hardly spoken in two days.
Mike tells El it was love at first sight, but Mike tells Will it was happenstance - even specifying that it "wasn't fate or destiny"
The direct contradictions are there, you just have to look. They don't look and that's fine. That's the definition of general audience. That's why I'm analyzing. That's the intention of the writers. And when you look surface level for a falsehood, the easy answer is that Will is wrong to believe Mike reciprocates, but not only am I personally not sure he even believed that, but if you look closer there's another right in front of you with direct contradictions with Mike telling you flat out that Will's perception of his relationship is incorrect.
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ctl-yuejie · 9 months
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only friends characters so far, yes they are ranked.
1. Mew
Okay, I have never watched a show with Force and Book and I am so delighted with Book's acting. He looks absolutely cute in this show and you just get why Top would try and jump on that. But what really got me was the steadying breath he took after that heavy make-out scene and pushing Top off. 
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Just really impeccable. 
Later, when he gets flustered and a bit mad at himself for Top being so smooth in the bookstore? So, so cute. He just nails the energy that is needed to understand Mew. Mew is confident in himself and his values and that is going to be an important focal point when the story unfolds. Yes, he takes this man home that Cheum wants him to get with and who he realizes is making a move on him. I believe he earnestly felt a bit frisky and after getting drunk on the atmosphere in the bar (I don't believe he actually had any alcohol) he was at a point of "I am hot. This guy wants me and supposedly is a good lay, so why not try it". His romantic bone got activated when things got too heated, but he was into it until then. 
Again: great choice of Mew responding to the first kiss a bit awkwardly and tentatively (he might have kissed before but not an expert like Top) and then getting eaten up by Top but also getting the hang of it quickly. Mew is the type of person who is very sexual, but the importance of the connection to the other person still outweighs that (just look at Book spreading his legs in the opening/ him emphasizing that the chemistry didn't work out in the past with other people).
And as a character, I am quite intrigued. There seems to be a tentative consensus that Mew is actually good at reading people and very much not naive, and that he will ruin Top later on. Some think that comes from a place of an "I can fix him attitude", others, that Mew plans on screwing with Top from the get-go.
I believe neither is true. If he were to screw with Top from the beginning, there is nothing coming out of that for him. Mew is genuinely a nice person with some tiny barbs (that jab at Boston in front of Top?). He can hold his own, but I don't think he would put in the energy to ruin a guy's life for the fun of it. I also don't believe he is naive to a degree when he sees Top's playboy nature and is convinced that getting with him will change that. Based on his bookish nature, I believe he has a very romantic view of things. Top getting with him won't change Top, but getting into a committed relationship with someone you have amazing chemistry with? I don't think in Mew's world there is a nice person who wouldn't want to stay with that person (and there is an important difference to "this relationship will fix him"). Based on the trailer, he might be actually right (the stability of someone staying with him might be important for Top to reckon with his drug addiction). I do think he errs in the degree to which Top is a nice guy. Mew knows that Top can pull people left and right - he got hit on immediately after running into him - and Top tried to fuck him on the first night they hung out with each other. But Top's ploy to show interest in Mew beyond sex and talk openly about admiring his attitude and his book reading paired with engaging in deeper conversations + he is a friend of a friend? Yes, Mew is less naive than I expected, but Top (while not coming out of it unscathed) will surprise him in a bad way. And at that point, it won't even be about Top being his first.
2. Boston
Finally, GMMTV gave Neo a main role and he is destroying every scene he is in. I am biased towards slutty characters, particularly when they have somewhat of a moral code but are missing a poker face. Every face Neo makes in episode 1 is such a journey. I am gleefully clapping my hands at everything he does. The way he smirks, his face when he judges someone? Such good "Sure Jan" energy.
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Boston is a bit egoistic and a dick, but he cares. And the man has no poker face to save himself. His mild confusion about Nick's gameplay? Him deciding to fuck him anyways, because while maybe not as suave as Boston likes them, he is still cute. How could he not look at Top in a pathetic way or look haughtily disgusted at Top's behaviour around Mew? He'd have taken the crown for side-eyes if it wasn't for Sand.
As for morals? He will hit on people who, on a surface-level, are not available, but he is also down for a threesome when it turns out a couple is only available as a package and I am down for that. He is clearly weirded out by finding Nick's selfie on his phone but he will roll with it if his dick is interested. Nothing but respect. He will sleep with Top while he is dating Mew, but I do believe he does feel love for his friends. He will just be a shitty person from time to time.
And I like that - unlike Ray and Top - he might not have any "deeper" issues. He's not a slut because of some trauma or because he needs sex as a tool for more self-worth etc. No. He just likes sex and I applaud him for acting on it (insert me shaking hands with him).
I cannot over-state how fond I feel of Neo for giving it his all. He plays a slut, so he will have top-notch chemistry with everyone in any scene. He's pissy with Top? You can sense that he wants that man despite himself and that they fucked each other silly before. And Neo is willing to make all the right noises (when Drake pulls down his pants?). I feel like my favourite of the week will change every time, but Boston might always be in the top 3. He promises to entertain every week.
3. Top
He is so good at acting as a player. 
Walking ahead of Mew in the bar, waiting until Mew looks at him from behind and then slowly turning around? Pulling himself up on the kitchen aisle to fully cover Mew with his body? Fantastic job.
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It helps that he has the fitting physicality (the whole cast is gorgeous but the way he looks, down to the type of underwear he wears, screams fuckboi), but the coldness in his eyes is getting to me. He can say despicable shit and still look attractive and he can make his eyes smile, so Mew will let his guard down while having a void behind that. It is good to know that he actually has some issues, because Top at the moment terrifies me. Yes, Mew turned out to be more self-assertive and steadfast when he might have thought, but a lesser predatory playboy would've given up in order to not look foolish trying to get into a relationship (even with hidden intentions) with a virgin, but Top doesn't care. Mew only sleeping with him once they are boyfriends is also a game and interesting to him. So far, I haven't detected any genuine romantic emotions towards Mew or anyone else. While he thinks Mew is interesting, the only time I detected honesty was when he was smug about Boston wanting him so much it made him look stupid.
4. Nick
Mark has a talent for playing babybois™️ and here he is getting down and dirty with privacy regulations and customers as Nick and still retains that energy. A mature version of it. I love Nick. I would already shed tears for him as Boston is going to ruin him if it wasn't for his blatant disregard of anything that is holy when handling customer's phones (not to distract,, but this actually happened to me and it was absolutely not sexy and I am still lowkey terrified that anything got shared with other people) so I am just cheering for him on the sidelines, curious whether he will manage to actually escalate things once he finds out what Boston is up to. Nick is such an interesting mixture between "I cannot believe this unbelievably hot guy just eyed me up like a piece of meat" and "Yes, obviously I have game because I will get down in the middle of the store with the door open". 
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I'm not even sure he usually has one-night stands, he enjoys being manhandled but also???? he is not afraid of transgressing moral rules. Very solid acting, Mark can make his eyes sparkle (see the point on babybois) and I need them to sparkle with revenge.
5. Sand
First things first (heh), I wish they had done something with his singing. First is wonderful, but he cannot sing and since his role is supposedly a singer, I just wish they had helped him out a bit more with that.
Otherwise: I love his line delivery and the eye-rolling this show lets him do. Going by the trailer, Ray might be the first guy he is interested in and I want to see how they tie that in with this kind of series. His and Khaotung's scenes were very slow in terms of character development, but I am excited. Him preventing Ray from drunk-driving has got me thanking him for all eternity.
6. Ray
Khaotung as always delivers a stellar performance. When he smiles so drunkenly with content when Mew mentions his name? I know that he has issues, but he is also very likeable deep down somewhere. Besides the jealousy, he is right to not trust Top and it will be delightful to have him watch navigate what is jealousy and what is warranted concern.
7. Cheum & P'Yo
Cheum's straightforward attitude really acts as a great bridge between the very dysfunctional site of their little group and Mew. Not sure whether the red wristband in the beginning means that she is indeed in a relationship (at these parties it can also just signify someone who doesn't want to get hit on - side-eying you, Boston) but I was a bit disappointed she didn't get more screen-time in episode 1. I am a bit mad at gmmtv for putting actresses in the official main cast and either side-lining them in the promotions or having their roles vanish in the show (or both). I like that in the little montage she witnesses all the "cute" things Top does for Mew so it is believable that she'd be in favor of him dating Mew after a week. Like her acting, incredible voice. More of her please.
"It's alright. You are hot." took me out. I love Jennie, I just hope that she also gets proper screen-time.
8. unnamed fling played by Drake
Last time I saw him was in "My Tee" which I got very confusing vibes from and by extension wasn't really sure whether I would feel any of the actors future performances. He commited and delivered a fantastic sex scene with Neo. I will never question P'Jojos choices.
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