#and i fucking hate it here (the modern internet)

[uncanny-tranny]

This might seem like an "old man yells at cloud" situation, but it's just wild growing up and being told how dangerous distracted driving is - how, at highway speeds, you can traverse the length of a football field (100 yards, 91 meters) in a matter of seconds - how one split second sending a text while driving could result in a potential fatal crash, and then getting on the road as a driver and being surrounded by billboards. Their entire purpose is to catch one's attention, so they're lining major roads, which tend to be highways. How is it that you're told how important it is to never be distracted while driving, but still being advertised to?

At best, this type of advertising is an eyesore to pedestrians and motorists and a general waste of electricity to light it, and at worst, it is an active danger considering they are there to advertise and therefore, must catch people's attention.

I'm not even against advertising in theory, but this particular mode bothers me so much and I hate how pervasive it is - especially in large cities or highways.

#politics #i don't know much about são paulo banning marketing billboards but on paper i want that here in the USA #as a motorist it at best just makes me more anxious driving in those larger cities because i want to FOCUS ON THE ROAD #and passing 5000 billboards per mile isn't helping actually! #i've gotten good at filtering that out of my FOV but it's still fucking exhausting lol #i especially hate those modern electric billboards. despise them actually #i am aware that advertising is a critical aspect to business management in some cases... #...but it shouldn't risk the safety of the populous for you to advertise to them and i see things like billboards as risking safety... #...i feel similarly about online advertising in that so much of it risks internet user's safety... #...such as flashing ads online which risk triggering epileptic seizures in light/photo-sensitive folks #distracted driving (texting): NO >:( || distracted driving (being advertised to): YAYYYY :D #i've been driving on my own for a few years now and i've been thinking about this for ENTIRELY too long

[tieflingbi]

literally every time i hear of something that is "happening on tiktok" it's the worst fucking trend imaginable where clearly nobody ever stopped to think critically about it for even just a second and my life would have always been better not hearing about it like. ever

#i fucking hate tiktok soooooooo much <3 #i used to like watching videos of funny youtubers make fun of those shitty trends #but i don't even have the patience and the energy for that #truly the worst kinds of people hang out there and just say and do whatever with no moderation on the site's behalf #fucking awful #sorry for the rant lmaooo but my partner told me about smth yesterday and i also just saw a different post #and i fucking hate it here (the modern internet)

[tonycries]

A Picture Lasts Long (But Not As Long As That D*ck)

Synopsis. Smile for the camera - as best you can when you’re being absolutely wrecked in all sorts of ways underneath them anyway!

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Choso x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Geto x Reader, Toji x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem! reader, exhibitionism (Toji’s), mutual másturbation, phone séx, créampie, oral (female + male receiving), vibrators, bóudoir, manhandling, marking, Gojo is a menace, fíngering, dp, face-sitting, some HEINOUS things, pet names, swearing.

Word count. 3.8k

A/N. Was gonna add Sukuna but I feel like he’d hate modern technology.

♡ TOJI FUSHIGURO - The internet sensation

“Whaddaya say, you horny fuckers? Think she deserves to cum?”

Now, Toji Fushiguro is always one for extra cash. Who wasn’t, really? So when you approached him with a devious idea, well, how could he ever say no to his pretty girl?

He just didn’t think he’d be here - your bare legs splayed out on his lap, dripping cunt spread so shamefully, buzzing vibrator deafening over your pretty moans - all in front of that blinking camera. And the hundreds of thousands behind it.

“T-Toji, wan’ cum. Wanna cum so bad, please.” you mewl. Big, fat tears dripping down your cheeks at the way he’s been teasing you for so long now. You can barely make out the rush of comments flashing across the screen.

The camera captures everything so sinfully well. The way your cunt is completely soaked, clenching desperately around nothing as Toji slides the vibrator along your swollen folds. Circling your needy hole, just grazing your swollen clit. Teasing them just as much as you. 

Pathetic fuckers, he thinks, but entertains their desperate comments anyway.

“Hmm, they’re saying I should let you cum, pretty.” he whispers in your ear, low and hoarse with need. “Saying I should be ‘nice.’” 

He brings the vibrator - now glistening with your slick - to his lips. Licking a long, languid stripe up it, collecting your sweet juices on his tongue. Turning it ever-so-slightly towards the camera to show off what the fuckers behind it will never get, he hums dangerously, “What do you think, my girl?”

You gasp out a sob, uselessly trying to buck your hips toward where you needed him the most. “Please, Toji. Wanna cum, I’ll do anything.” 

“Oh yeah?” he chuckles, spreading your legs open even further with a feral groan. 

In one, fluid motion, he buries the vibrator deep in your dripping cunt, relishing the surprised yelp that leaves your swollen lips. “Then show ‘em how much you like it, pretty. How much you love me not being ‘nice.’”

And that’s all that is said before he’s fucking you into you at an urgent, sinful pace. Pulling out all the way till the buzzing tip just circles your swollen folds, ramming into you with no care or concern for the burning stretch. Toji knew you liked it - besides, it was half the size of him anyway.

“C’mon, smile for the camera, pretty.” he grunts into your ear, “Tell ‘em how I make m’girl feel.” 

You can barely choke out, “Ah! Oh- shit. S’good. Hngh-”

Blood rushes straight to his cock at the way you were taking it like such a good girl. Head lolling against his muscled shoulder as Toji pushes the vibrator in and out in and out in and-

“Yeah? Who makes you feel this good?”

Angling it just right to expertly hit against that one spot he knew would have your eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

“Ngh- Ah! You!” you whine, thighs quivering at both the burn of being so spread open and the electricity coursing through your veins at Toji’s relentless pace. Mind spinning, vision blurring, you barely register the hand snaking its way down down down.

A harsh thumb pressing down hard on your throbbing clit. “Wha- Toji hah-” you squeal as he starts drawing slow, tight little circles on it. Lazy and languid where he was fucking into you mercilessly like you were his lil’ toy right below. 

“Tha’s right, my girl. Say it for all those lonely little fuckers behind the camera to hear.” He doesn’t stop thrusting the vibrator into you, instead speeding up his movements impossibly at the lewd squelches filling the heady air.

“You. No one- else- hngh-” you moan softly hips bucking up in tandem with his hand. “M’gonna- Ah ngh- m’gonna-”

“Say my name, pretty.”

“T-Toji! Hah-” you squeal deliriously, cumming desperately around the buzzing vibrator. Walls clenching as he continues to fuck you through it. A smug little smirk on his face as he watches the way your eyes flutter closed, body bowing jerkily into his. 

Ah, you look so pretty like this. Those losers behind the screen were probably at the gates of heaven already. 

In the haze of your orgasm, you barely hear the low murmur from above you. “Now, you horny fuckers. Think her pretty hole can take my cock at the same time?”

♡ GETO SUGURU - The secret album

Geto Suguru doesn’t let anyone touch his phone - especially his photo gallery. Always turning off the screen from prying eyes, pocketing it safely before flashing an innocent grin. 

But why? That one time Shoko stole his phone while he was in the bathroom revealed only a few blurry, aesthetic shots of you, the sky, and you. So what did that man have to hide?

Well, what she didn’t know is had she scrolled down just a bit more - before Geto ripped the phone from her hands - she’d have come across the treasure trove named with a simple “Love.”

Not one, not even tens - but hundreds upon hundreds of videos of you all falling apart underneath him.

Most of them favorited, all of them sorted so meticulously according to his tastes in a way that showed he spent an obscene amount of time looking at all the ways he ruined you. But it wasn’t enough to capture your perfection. It never was. 

Which is probably why Geto had you sitting prettily on his face, juices spreading so lewdly across his mouth as he tonguefucked you into insanity. 

The video was shaky, focusing in and out of the way your bruised lips dropped into a soft oh! as he bullies past your swollen folds. 

It zooms in on the dazed expression on your face, eyes miles away. “Oh, Suguru. M-more” your broken moans crackle through the speaker. Just barely capturing the soft ah! ah! ah! escaping your lips each time Geto’s tongue dips into your sloppy hole. 

Oh, this video was definitely going in his favorites.

“Take the phone, love. Show the camera how good I make you feel.” he murmurs into your dripping cunt, words hoarse with desire. 

And Geto might love you on film - but this was your favorite part. When the camera flips and you see him in all his disheveled, sinful glory. “Ah- y’look so pretty under me, Sugu.”

Dark hair splayed out on the pillow, stray strands sticking to his forehead as he looks at you with hazy, pussy-drunk eyes. His ringed fingers holding your thighs apart in a bruising grip. Lips glossy and swollen as they continue their abuse on your ravaged pussy. 

Flattening his tongue along your swollen folds, sliding teasingly between them. Your slick glistens in the dim lighting, dripping down down down the lower half of his face. 

And Geto, well, looks like he’s absolutely in heaven. Eyes rolling to the back of his head as he licks at his girl’s pretty cunt, tipping his head back further just to let your sweet juices slide down his throat. 

You’re so focused on how pretty he looks that you almost miss the long fingers deftly snaking their way along your thigh. Spreading your swollen folds apart with his thumbs, he whispers raspily, “Shit. No video in the world can capture how pretty you look like this, love.”

The pure look of admiration has the camera shaking, and you sputtering out, “Wha- Suguru what nonsense-”

“Shhh, my girl. Lemme take care of it.”

And with that he’s sinking knuckle-deep into your pussy, while his ruby lips wrapping around your swollen clit. Zooming in desperately on the way he rolls his tongue harshly along it, sucking so sensually. Like a man starved. 

“Ah- hngh, Sugu. Feel s’good.” you gasp as he starts thrusting his fingers inside you. God, you don’t know how you don’t drop the phone at this point, white-hot jolts of pleasure running up your spine from where Geto was making out so sloppily with your cunt. 

Tears sting your eyes as he curls his fingers just right to brush against that one spot that has you bucking into his mouth for more more more- Hitting it over and over-

Fingers tangling in his silky hair, the video grainy with movement as you use it as leverage to grind deeper into Geto’s face. Chasing your high with an almost-embarrassing neediness. Close. So close. 

A muffled, “Cum f’me, love. Cum for the camera.”

And then you’re cumming. Stars behind your eyes, and Geto’s hungry gaze searing into your brain - and the video - as you chase peak after peak on his pretty face, grinding down desperately. Your vision is hazy, head spinning. 

But Geto’s is decidedly not as he quickly skims through the obscene video, lips still attached with yours. 

Ah, damn these cameras. No matter how high quality, he could never quite capture the delicate trail of drool decorating the corner of your lips. Or the exact pattern of the neat crescents that your nails leave on his chest. 

They could ever quite capture the perfection that was you.

But it’s fine. 

That’s what multiple takes are for, right?

♡ NANAMI KENTO - The photographer

Nanami Kento wasn’t into photography - which didn’t quite explain the tripod and hefty camera set sitting in the corner of his office. 

No, he was more into absolutely fucking ruining you in front of the camera just to capture a semblance of how heavenly you look for him. Which, well, explains the countless framed photographs decorating the walls of his often-locked office. Nothing extremely explicit - but enough to make a stray onlooker blush and look away.

And well, how could you say no? Especially when he had you bent over his desk, leaking tip dragging teasingly along your swollen folds, camera aimed right at the way you lean into his cock. 

Cold tabletop digging into your skin, his fingers warm on your pulsing clit. Drawing tight, methodical little circles. So like him.  

“C’mon, darling. Arch your back more f’me like a good girl.” he murmurs lowly, breath hot against your ear.

As if on autopilot, you press further into his swollen cock. Sliding it deftly between your folds, just aching for any bit of friction. “K-Kento, please-.” you babble, delirious from him and his piercing gaze and him. 

“Mhm, spread your legs more f’me. Yeah, jus’ like that, darling.” he mutters, voice steady with the audacity of someone that wasn’t grinding his rock-hard cock into your dripping cunt. Hips moving in shallow, mindless little motions despite himself. Yet, holding back so agonizingly. 

So, you take matters into your own hands. 

Slowly, purposefully, you lift yourself higher, arching so desperately into Nanami’s throbbing cock. The soft little bump! bump! bump! of him pulsing against your walls a tempo that you were losing your sanity to. And if you were in any better state of mind, you’d be almost embarrassed by how needy you were acting. “Kento! Wan’ you to fuck me alre-”

You don’t get to finish the sentence, because Nanami only takes a second to snap back his hips before pressing into your dripping cunt. The stretch of your walls absolutely addictive.

Click!

Ah, there was the perfect shot. 

All the blood rushes to Nanami’s cock at what showed on the screen - the exact moment that he split you apart on his cock. Your eyes wide, mouth parted ever-so-slightly, such an obscene mixture of shock and ecstacy painted across your face. 

His girl was so beautiful. Especially when she was stuffed full of his cock.

“This is what you wanted, right?”

One hand steady on the camera, the other pulls you deeper onto his cock as Nanami begins to move inside you. Pulling out all the way till his leaking tip is just circling your sloppy entrance - only to ram his length into you mercilessly. 

“My girl wanted to be full of my cock?” he hums darkly, “S’full she can barely even speak?” Hungry eyes devour the way your pretty pussy was milking him so greedily, barely even letting him pull out to fuck back into you harder than before.

“Ah! Yes- hah-” you breathe out, “”Wanted hngh- s’bad-”

He maps every curve and dip of the way you grind down onto his cock, taking in the obscenely heavenly sight of his cock disappearing into your pretty pussy - and so does the camera. 

Click!

Another one - your eyes locked onto Nanami’s. Dripping cunt just barely in the frame as he continues ravaging you from behind. 

Back arched, such a sinful little expression on your face as you buck your hips wildly to meet his thrusts. As frantic as the hasty little movements of his thumb on your throbbing clit - not even circles anymore, just sloppy, sinful motions to get you off. 

“Hah- please Kento,”

Click! Click!

Oh, if Nanami had it his way these photos would decorate every hallway of this house. For everyone to see.

“Wanna- hngh- wanna cum, Kento.” you mewl, ass stinging from where Nanami’s toned pelvis smacked yours at a ceaseless, maddening cadence. Clit now ravaged from both his ruthless abuse and the heavy balls smacking against it with each thrust.

Click! Click! Click! 

“Then cum, darling.”

You see stars behind your eyes as you cum - or maybe that was the unforgiving camera. Capturing each and every detail of the way eyes, dazed and fucked-out, lock onto Nanami’s. Swollen lips dropping into such a pretty oh, Kento! Pushing yourself from the desk on shaky arms to arch so sinfully as Nanami goes over the edge as well. 

Camera shaky for the first time as he twitches inside you savagely, before pumping thick, hot ropes of cum into your quivering walls. Trickling down your legs so lewdly, pooling at the sterile floors below - a problem for later. 

Click!  Ah, another gem for his walls.

♡ CHOSO KAMO - The urgent calls

When Choso video calls you, you know never to answer in public. Why? Well… 

“Cho, what is- Oh.” Your words catch in your throat as you take in the absolutely sinful sight on your screen, cunt clenching in anticipation as you slowly bury deeper into your covers.

Legs spread on the bed, such a pretty blush dusting his face, throbbing erection leaking furiously on his toned abs - your boyfriend was an absolute vision. 

“Baby…” he whines, sending a jolt of pleasure right down to your cunt. “Was missin’ you today.”

Ah, you can’t help but tease him a bit. Raising a brow, “Oh really?” 

Despite his absolutely ravaged state, Choso finds it in himself to scoff, “M’serious. Jus’ thinking about that slutty pink bra you had on today. How much better it would look on my bedroom floor.” 

A large hand makes its way on screen, deftly snaking down his milky skin - down, down down all the way from his abs, resting just at the tufts of black hair at his toned pelvis. Waiting. Teasing. 

Now it was your turn to scoff, pussy twinging impatiently at the way he was so stubbornly waiting for you to break first. Well, two can play that game.

Unbuttoning your shirt slowly - so agonizingly slowly - revealing just a flash of that pink he wanted so bad. That rips a low groan out of Choso, precum smearing on his palm as he squeezes his swollen cock. Success. 

“C’mon now, baby, don’t tease. Be a good girl f’me.”

Batting your lashes mockingly, “You first.”

You always did know how to get what you want, huh? Because with an impatient little grunt, Choso spits a steady stream of saliva once, twice onto his furiously red cock. 

Your mouth waters as he grips the base tight, so achingly hard and flushed your favorite shade of pretty pink. Precum leaking down his glistening veins, pooling at the heavy balls that twitch at the mere sound of your voice as you mutter, “Oh. You really did miss me.”

“Mhm, your turn.” he gets out through a low hiss, desperation bleeding through your speakers and into the heady air. Starting to pull on his cock in shallow, mindless little tugs - just the way you do it.

Finally relenting, you slip off your top, reaching for the clasp behind your when-

“Keep it on. Now spread your pretty legs for me, baby.”

Choso’s greedy eyes are locked on the screen as you flip the camera, showing off your already-soaked panties. Oh, you little minx. 

“Shit. You don’ know what you do to me, baby.” he groans, movements getting jerkier. Fist flying up and down his cock - just wishing his hands were yours. Ah, how yours would be softer, prettier, straining to cup his thick cock. “C’mon now, my girl. Show me you wan’ me just as much.”

God, Choso thinks he could cum right on the spot as you hastily remove your wet panties, delicate trails of slick connecting them to your pretty cunt as you slide it down your legs. Yet, he manages to find it in himself to grit out a low, “Touch yourself the way I would, baby.”

And, well, you don’t need to be told twice. 

Bullying your fingers through your swollen folds, thumb just grazing your throbbing clit. Purposefully teasing yourself - purposefully not giving in to what you craved so bad. No, you were too entranced with what was onscreen. 

With the way Choso was fucking his fist so desperately. Like he was trying to fuck something delicious out. Harder on the base, featherlight on his flushed head. Thumb teasing under the slit just the way you would.

“Shit- Oh, baby,” Choso groans, his hips bucking wildly as if he could somehow close the distance between you. His grip on his cock almost painful as he pounds into his hand. Ah, how you wish that was your hand instead.

Your fingers dip lower, rubbing your entrance. A thrill running through you at the way Choso’s eyes widen as you slide a finger inside yourself with a whine of his name. 

“Need you here with me, need to feel you around me,” you pant, rubbing against your clit in time with his fist, eyes locked on the way his throbbing cock twitches in his hands at the mere sound of your voice. Palm running up and down up and-

“Choso, just come here an’ fuck me already.”

You catch a glimpse of his eyes flickering closed, breath slowing, a satisfied smile curling his lips and then- thick spurts of cum covering his toned abs. Glistening so deliciously in the dim lighting as Choso strokes himself through his high. 

You on the other hand…

“Cho~ Can’t cum without you here.”  you hum coyly, slightly whiny yet not desperate - not yet.

“Get ready, baby. M’gonna be there in five.” Ah, how you loved when Choso video calls you.

♡ GOJO SATORU - The wallpaper fiend

Gojo Satoru loved to show off his wallpaper, babbling about his “beautiful girlfriend” as he flashed the picture to any and everyone he came across. 

It wasn’t anything strange, really - just a slightly blurry photo of the upper half of your head, eyes slightly scrunched like you were in the depths of laughter. It’s only when someone stares too hard, finger pressing just a bit too long that Gojo snatches back his phone with an unreadable little smirk. 

Because if they had they’d notice it was a live wallpaper. 

One that - despite being so proudly the great Gojo Satoru’s wallpaper - was for only his eyes to see. One where the camera shifts ever-so-slightly downwards to show you splayed out deliciously on your mattress, pale, sculpted thighs straddling your face - zooming in on the way your swollen lips bulge wraps so lewdly around his throbbing cock. 

“Oh, sweetheart, jus’ look at you.” his voice rumbles from above, voice hoarse with desire. “Taking my cock so well, huh?”

All he gets are muffled groans, tears glistening in your eyes as Gojo shoves his length deeper down your throat. He chuckles lightly, fucking into your hot mouth in small grinds of his hips, “Oh yeah, forgot you can’t speak sweetheart.”

Ah, what a smug bastard. And despite the dick lodged in your throat, you find it in yourself to stare up defiantly into his greedy gaze, moaning sinfully around him. That makes that confident facade crumble a little, the camera is shaky as Gojo lets out a broken little, “Sh-shit. You’re really asking for it.”

And maybe you were a mastermind - maybe you were an idiot. Because Gojo pulls his hips back till his leaking tip is just kissing your kiss-bitten lips. Smearing his precum around your glossy mouths. Only to slam back into you mercilessly, forcing you to relax your throat - because Gojo’s had enough of playing game

His searing grip on your scalp just out of the frame as he fucks into your mouth like his personal toy. Not stopping till your nose is pressed into the snowy white tufts of hair at his pelvis. 

Camera scrambling to capture the way your throat bulges so obscenely as he fills you up, starting to fuck into you in shallow, mindless little thrusts. “Mmm, ngh. Fuck, sweetheart. Can feel me inside you right…” A large, veiny hand makes its way into the video as it wraps around your throat, squeezing. Tight. “...here.” Gojo rasps over your choked-up moans. 

Tears were streaming down your face now, nails digging desperately into the hand wrapped around your throat. But it seems Gojo had no care in the world for them. Because he coos mockingly, “Awww, don’ cry, sweetheart. Jus’ look at that slutty mouth of yours, sucking the fucking soul out of me.”

And as the screen grows grainier, the camerawork more shaky - Gojo’s hips grow more frantic. 

Cock hitting the back of your throat at a maddening cadence in a way he wishes the camera could pick up. Hand tightening around your throat as he fucks into you faster and deeper. Hip chasing the feeling of your tongue wrapped so deliciously around his throbbing cock. Delicately tracing the veins along the side, flicking his sensitive slit just the way you know he likes. Over and over-

The screen flashes white - or maybe that was just Gojo’s cum. Shooting thick, endless spurts of his seed that paint your pretty face white. And oh, this was his favorite part, how you take it so well. 

Your tongue darting out to catch the stream of cum that gushes out of him, pooling it on your tongue before letting it slide to the back of your throat. Eyes gazing up so eagerly into his as you stick your tongue out to show, well, nothing. Taking him up so greedily. 

And if Gojo was any less of a man, he’d be showing this off to everyone he knew. And in the end, before the wallpaper goes back to that seemingly innocent picture of your face - if he turned up the volume real high - Gojo could hear his voice in the background, breathing out through ragged gasps. “C’mon, sweetheart, I wanna make a few more wallpapers.”

A/N. LMAO this came to me when I thought about how Gojo is the type to have a polaroid of your tits behind his phone case. 

Plagiarism not authorized.

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[misskirisame]

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#it's a really bad night for missing my source material #i hoped a year ago id be feeling better. now we're here and im really not #am i ever going to get rid of this ache. it hurts so fucking much. i just want to see my friends again #it's days like this i want to just uninstall everything social media wise and cut everyone off and then never come back to the internet #like i swear so much of my misery spawns from the people i meet online and how my life is in general #i want a simple life again so badly. back in my home in the woods not really worrying about shit too much #i mean yeah i had issues but god it wasnt like this. it wasnt anything like this. #moments like this also make me hate being a system kinda. not really but also idk i want my own life again. but also idm at the same time #bro idk #we'd all happily live my life from before tbf LOL if i did just go ahead and try to shape things different to make myself happier.. hm yk #idk. idk idk idk. im just unhappy. horribly unhappy. even the fucking modernity of street lights and shit bothers me now. #i hate trying to sleep and hearing loudass cars outside and i hate the artificial lighting CONSTANTLY #it makes me appreciate that we lived in the countryside previously that much more. ya bitch actually had a natural sleep cycle to rely on #and it was like that back home too... #i feel like a fucking 'born in the wrong generation' kid for saying that lmao but yeah take me back to the weird 1800s fantasy world #i hate it here #i vent a lot on this blog i apologise

[beescake]

i am in love with your sollux i think

sollux love party :]

if you’re interested heres some of my personal fondness thoughts on him.. big warning for the mega long read ahead aye

as we alr know sollux's rejection of participation somewhat mirrors dave's rejection of heroism, but even without getting cooked to completion i still find sollux's character v compelling beyond the fourth wall

as someone who doesnt get a pinch of that Protagonist Sparkle to begin with, he can openly say he wants to leave anytime…. and unlike dave, he actually Can leave the scene anytime. but he can never be truly Free from the story via permanent character death like the other trolls.

his irrelevancy is indeed relevant - he’s there so u can point him out.

while his image is intended to be a relic of past internet subculture, his role is not only about hehehaha being a Chad or a 2000s cyberforum 2²chan haxxor ragequit gamebro.

his continued existence also happens to add a Bit to the overarching themes of homestuck! a Bit that gives him longer-lasting thematic relevance compared to the trolls who could’ve had more character potential but didnt get to survive beyond the main story.

the Bit in question:

his defiance contributes to the illusion of agency (treating characters = people with autonomy). he’s “aware” of it, and that recognition is worth noting enough to forcibly keep him alive as both reward and punishment.

considering how his personality & classpect is designed its definitely a very haha thing for hussie to do LOL. he’s made to be op asf so he's resigned to doing dirty work, gradually deteriorating along the way but never truly dying. as fans have mentioned before, him openly rejecting involvement after a while of grim tolerance is like if the sim u were controlling suddenly stopped, looked up and gave u the finger while u were step six into the walkthrough for Every Possible Sim Death Animation.

but since he’s just a sim… the more he hates it, the more you keep him around. if ur sim started complaining abt your whimsical household storyline you’d definitely keep that little fuck.

but yeah i like that sollux is just idling. the significance of his presence being that one dude who's always reliably Somewhere, root core Unchanged, no individual ambitions (possibly due to fear of consequence?), and design-wise: a staple representative product of his time.

compared to dirk's character, who has aged phenomenally well into the present (themes of control + AR + artificial intelligence, clearer exploration around navigating relationships/sexuality, infinite possibilities of self-splinterhood and trait inheritance), sollux's potential is really... contained. bitter. defeatist. limiting and frustrating in the way old tech is.

the world continues moving on to shinier, brighter, more advanced automated things - minimalist and metaverse or whatever but sollux is still here 🧍‍♂️ going woohoo redblue 3d. (tho personally i imagine his vibe similar to what the kids call cassette futurism on pinterest mixed w more grimy grunge insectoid influences eheh)

conceptually-speaking,

at the foundation of it all, the rapid pace of modern development was built off the understanding of ppl like sollux in the past, who were There actively at work while the dough was still beginning to rise

thats one of the cool things abt the idea of trolls preceding humans! the idea that trolls like sollux excelled back when lots of basic shit still needed to be discovered, building structures like networks and codes from scratch, and humans will eventually inherit and reinvent that knowledge in ways that become so optimized it makes the old manual effort seem archaic, slow, and labour-intensive.

but despite information/resources/shortcuts being more accessible now, much of the new highly-anticipated stuff released on trend still end up unfinished, inefficient, or expiring quickly due to cutting corners under severe capitalistic pressures

meanwhile, some of the old stuff frm past generations of thorough, exploratory and perfectionistic development still remains working, complete, and ever so sturdy.

those things continue to exist, just outside our periphery with either:

zero purpose left for modern needs (outdated/obsolete)

or

far too important to replace or destroy, bcs of its surprisingly essential and circumstantial usefulness in one niche specific area.

which are honestly? both points that sum up sollux pree well.

dramatic ending sorry. anw are u still on the fence or are u Sick abt him like me </3

#ask #anon #sollux captor #homestuck #hs2 spoilers #2023 #vioart #hs2 sollux explaining girls and bitches to john: 🗣️🗣️🗣️ #mr foods‚ setting up the visuals: LMAO ok pause. cool story bro theyre all gone its just u n ur sandwich bro. #now that i think abt it sol's kind of a toaster? awkwardly takes up countertop space #lacks the versatility and sociability of an air fryer/pressure cooker. unwashed and littered w crumbs! #but sometimes the clear‚ frank simplicity of the toaster is a temporary lifesaver for ppl who struggle w low appetite / decision fatigue #or ppl who just have a habit of eating toast for breakfast LOL #and eh ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ even if u dont feel like toasting today thats ok he's still gonna be sitting there 👍👍 #a funnyman..... i curse him in my pan but root for him in my biscuit 🫶

[ja-khajay]

hiii! In regards to the "Guillermo del Toro Says “We Have to Rescue” Studio Animation From “Emoji-Style Behavior”" article/statement, do u have examples of animation that specifically is & is not this type of expression/animation? Bc it's rly hard for me to actually picture this and like I need examples ahaha

Disclaimer - I was not at this specific talk, so I don't have the full context and I know from reliable sources - friends of mine that DID attend it - that it's not all he said there, so that article is pretty much only relying spicy chosen bits. That being said, I will focus on this paragraph.

Getting more specific, he went on to detail what he despises about certain lazy proclivities in commercial animation, notably how characters and emotions are “codified into a sort of teenage rom-com, almost emoji-style behavior.” He added, “[If] I see a character raising his fucking eyebrow, or crossing his arms, having a sassy pose — oh, I hate that shit. [Why] does everything act as if they’re in a sitcom? I think it is emotional pornography. All the families are happy and sassy and quick, everyone has a one-liner. Well, my dad was boring. I was boring. Everybody in my family was boring. We had no one-liners. We’re all fucked up. That’s what I want to see animated. I would love to see real life in animation. I actually think it’s urgent. think it’s urgent to see real life in animation.”

What he talks about here is something I find omnipresent in modern American animation, or from studios that are funded by and/or trying to sell to americans (ex: Illumination McGuff). Here del Toro specifically mentions characters and emotions and how they are codified, which would include how characters are written, how animated their emotions and body language are, how they interact... He also mentions studio animation, an important distinction - this does not include indie animators!

A few things, adding * to those he's specifically calling out here, and more of my own that are not stated but I feel match the style

*one liners

*the "dreamworks face"

*sassy attitude

*quick banter

*taking poses

looking into the camera

overtly smooth, cartoony body language

characters explaining their emotions, plot resolutions around this

I will now get to examples, starting by a comparison between two animated films. Both of these films are contemporary, family-audience, french animated films. They share similarities in setting, being medieval fantasy fairytales about female heroes. One of these films was made with an american audience in mind (Pil), and the other caters to a french audience (Dragon Princess). You can compare how the characters act in both trailers:

Try and only focus on dialog, body language and expressions, barring art style and story!

Feature films that, in my opinion, also fit that "emoji style behaviour" (* for those I have not fully watched) any why:

Turning Red: the sass, the one liners, body language, camera looking, quick banter, plot resolution with characters explaining their emotions. The whole film fits

Puss in Boots: The last wish: sass, one liners, body language, banter, characters explaining their emotions. Scenes like Puss meeting his past lives and the dog's dialog are strong offenders

The emperor's new groove: sass, one liners, posing, banter

Encanto: sass, posing, banter; the explaining their emotions to drive the plot is ridiculously present to the point where I'd say del Toro was vagueing that one with the family example

Klaus: posing, banter, body language, explaining their emotions

*Nimona: sass, posing, banter, expressions...I only watched the trailer so can't say much but it leans HARD into the rapid fire quip territory with emotional resolution

*Trolls: sass, posing, banter, body language, camera looking...

Regarding films that do not do this, the quick answer would be...watch foreign (=not american) and/or older films. Nowadays with internet a massive catalogue is available, although the USA has such a monopoly on animation via its advertising budget other countries don't have that those films can be harder to find especially if you only use english-speaking internet.

As most studio animation is for a young or family audience and my entire example list above is, I will give some recommendations of films that are also for such an audience, but with older and worldwide picks. Some of these films are fully available on YouTube (although not in english always), so I'll be linking that when possible!

Mom is pouring rain (France, 2020s) (trailer): A shorter film about a little girl sent to live with her grandmother while her mom heals from depression. Has emotions front and center but expressed and animated in a way typical of modern french animation, with cartoony designs but subtler, more "boring" acting

The little prince and the eight headed dragon (Japan, 1960s): Beautifully animated in a style distinct from anime, this is a simple folktale adaptation. Fully on YouTube, albeit in its original english dub who's quality is frankly not great.

Next! (UK, 1990s): Stop motion short by an animator who specifically explores subtler, harder to animate expressions, as well as the art of theater, represented here by a Shakespear puppet playing out his works as a one-man show.

Ramayana (India, 1990s): Animated version of the legend of the same name, coupling a Ghibli art style with your ancient legend's large scale battles and polite heroes.

Ne Zha (China, 2010s)(trailer): that trailer is dead serious, it's actually a pretty damn silly movie! Including this one because as a big CGI animated film it's interesting to compare to what Pixar/Dreamworks/etc is doing.

...I'm realizing that I included a whole lot of animated folk tales so for modern chinese animation I'll also name Legend of Hei (2020s)(trailer), an original fantasy film with indie origins and a whole lot of over the top action.

As for films from the US that do NOT match that style? As a country the US has a rich history of animation asides of Disney! I personally grew up on Tex Avery and Looney Tunes cartoons who (pre-90s) are great examples of this.

For more adult films, I'll link my list of mature animation recommendations!

My ask remains opens for any clarifications :) have a nice day!

#answered #animation

[tainbocuailnge]

like the thing with senator armstrong that makes him so iconic and dare i say realistic even though he only has like one scene and spends it throwing cars at a cyborg ninja is that he correctly identified the symptoms - modern media and consumerist culture is geared towards providing an endless stream of bullshit that doesn’t matter in order to distract the masses and keep them complacent - but because he never actually struggled a day in his life he’s completely wrong about what it’s a symptom of, and therefore, what the solution is. everyone is fucking sick of late stage capitalism! it’s not meant to actually benefit anything other than the line that shows the profits going up and even this guy at the top of the food chain thinks its a load of shit. armstrong and raiden actually agree on that part. but raiden is the saddest wettest most pathetic poor little meow meow who suffered every possible crime against humanity as well as being forced to perpetuate those crimes himself so he correctly identifies that the media spectacle is meant to distract from the blood of the weak that oils the machines while armstrong thinks it’s meant to distract the strong from the fact that they could totally kill people with their bare hands and only pussies rely on the machine to squeeze the blood out of the weak. which makes him fucking insane! and at the same time an incredibly real portrayal of the way upper class white men feel alienated by the system built from the ground up to benefit them and radicalise into being batshit insane precisely because the system has always benefited them but they’re still unsatisfied so instead of continuing to adhere to the rules of this alienating society they think the world should just be a complete free for all in which they’ll surely still come out on top. and even though he absolutely and undeniably is a villain, when he’s screaming “fuck the internet fuck the 24/7 stream of internet celebrity bullshit fuck all of this” you still wanna scream it with him because we all hate it here

#anyway i love cuchulainn #metapost #i tagged it that now cuz it picked up but this was NOT written with the expectation of it getting spread do not fucking discourse at me

[hg-aneh]

As an artist myself I have a relatively big account here and on ig and I sometimes get a few hate comments here and there but every single time I open this app some random post of yours replying anons pop up and honestly I'm concerned if you really received all this hate for no reason or you yourself send these asks to your blog so it looks like everyone hates you

fdkjfkdsj I don't blame you for thinking about it, modern internet culture has made it clear that some people are not past doing something that pathetic If I could show everyone the amounts of harassment i've gotten with actual, yknow, screenshots n shit without inciting a witch hunt or having the people who fucked with me like... realize i know they exist, I would, I totally fucking would, but I can't I don't have a way to properly prove that it's not me on tumblr because honestly How would i even do that (tell me how and i'd do it, no questions asked), but I do promise i keep receipts for everything outside of this particular hellscape and i'm willing to show them to distrustful people who ask privately (only if they promise not to be loud about it bc i honestly dont want more problems) This little hate campaign has been going on for a while, as I've said Hell I almost feel flattered that they put this level of interest on me fdhsd but uhhhh, yeah

#aneh wont shut up #aneh answers

[chrollohearttags]

𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

one year has passed since the rising star and influencer (y/n) (l/n) said ‘I do’ to industry veteran and artist galore, Eren Jaeger. Better known by his moniker, EJ the Don. With busy, conflicting schedules, press releases and new business ventures, the couple finds themselves dealing with the woes of married life in the spotlight. As well as more time apart than the pair would have hoped. Amid rumors of indefinitely and talks of early divorce circulating, the couple decide to treat themselves to a second honeymoon, where they reignite not only their love and passion for one another but learn new things about each other as well.

content warning: black fem reader, slight angst, tiny conflict (not much bc I hate seeing my babies fight) lots of fluff, passionate/sensual sex, alcohol use, praise kink, affirmations, eren speaking fluent Italian, eren and being a complete romantic, ice and food play, choking, fingering, nipple play, oral sex (f. receiving), breeding (slight pregnancy mentions), foot play, crying (not dacryphilia) this is a super long fic and it’s equal parts porn and plot, so you might be here a while!

“Till death do us part, right? Well they’d have to kill me to keep me from loving you, mi amor..even then, I’d still find my way back to you in a million lives over.”

📝: said I was going to sleep as soon as I got from work but y’all have rewired and altered my brain chemistry with this headcanon so please enjoy. I hope I have done it justice! Also, minors stay the FUCK off my page.

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the boisterous sounds of blazing jet engines roared through the pillowy clouds and clear skies of the Boeing 747’s spacious cabin. Delicacies scattered about across the table, courtesy of the flight attendants on board; consisting of champagne, hors d'oeuvres and a few desserts…just a few of the many amenities provided on the thirteen hour flight from your hometown of Miami. The destination? Well…that had been left a surprise, thanks to your husband! The only inkling of a clue was a bouquet of white lilies and a card with a red star tucked between them, left on the kitchen counter. All incredibly vague, and seemingly left as some sort of subliminal message by him but your mind was drawing nothing more than a blank. Now here you were jetsetting halfway across the world without the slightest idea where you’d be going. Your only instructions were to pack for a couple week’s stay and prepare for the best vacation of your life. Words that had been stuck within your mind all week as you made arrangements..postponing gigs and photo shoots, backing out of a club appearance on shorter notice than you’d ever hope for but expressing sincere remorse for having to do so. Telling any potential party goers via an Instagram live that something came up but you’d be making it up to them the second you touched back down.

truthfully, as professional as you were..nothing took precedence over your relationship and as things stood between the two of you, it was best to accept this offer of his. (Y/N) (L/N) and Eren Jaeger, a union that shocked the world and damn near collapsed the internet when it was first announced over two years ago. Blogs and fan pages seemingly appearing every five seconds to document the events of your dating journey as they unfolded in the public eye. To the candids of you sitting pretty in the passenger seat of his McLaren as it was spotted on a strip of South Beach, to a rare appearance of him showing up on the award show carpet, clutching your hand to the wedding that shook the world; a beautiful ceremony rivaled by that of fairy tales. That had you front and center on The Shade Room, Hollywood Unlocked and a plethora of other publications, being dubbed as a ‘modern day Cinderella’. As the girl from humble beginnings who used to hang out at the corner stores and was raised in the hood to marrying your musical prodigy sweetheart; helping reform his image of the bad boy loner to beloved husband. But as with anything in the media, after a while, the narratives begin to change. The same people singing your praises were now putting out false headlines, claiming that there was a trouble afoot in your newly formed matrimony. And granted, your trust, love and bond were as strong as ever..they were just being tested beyond their limits right now! Especially since he had been away on tour with his crew overseas not too long ago and you had been jetsetting to various islands for a music video and two big photo shoots with major magazines. Although exciting, it was pulling you away from the one you loved..and you hated it. Hated that people were praying and wishing that you’d break up because they felt you’d been married too soon and would fall pregnant, ruining the ‘hot girl’ imagery they’d concocted or that you were only with him for the clout and his namesake. Which was insane because you guys were certainly the most tame and in love when it came to a lot of new age celebrity couples. Only making money, making love and having fun. It was all baseless accusations he was hoping to put an end to with this impromptu trip. Not for their sake, but yours.

he could see how heavily all of it was weighing on you and needless to say, the mental anguish was putting a strain on the once perfect partnership you two had. Resisting the urge to address it all at his request and it wasn’t exactly easy when your livelihood quite literally depended on keeping your followers in the know of every aspect of your life. Or so they thought!

“You know, you’d feel a lot better if you put that phone down. You don’t owe those assholes anything..not even your time.”

this most recent scandal in particular came as rumors began to circulate that EJ was sleeping with his ex when the two performed an older song they did while together out in Sweden. The dedicated fan girls of the former pair began bashing you and saying awful things of how you had ‘ruined their ship’. That you’d never be her. Sad part was, you were starting to believe it yourself. Which in turn, caused an all out war between your fanbase; defending your honor and his devout followers, who felt you weren’t good enough. Of course, he wasn’t worried at all! He never was. Not when he had all he wanted right here and he wasn’t going to let a bunch of weird, obsessed bitches ruin the best thing that had ever happened to him.

“Yeah..” the dry response leaving your pouty lips as you took another sip of the chilled bubbly in your glass. “I know..” Eyes averted out of the window before you felt yourself being spun around by his gentle hand cupping your chin. Placing a gentle peck on your forehead and a few on your palm. Scooting closer to you on the leather couch, Eren kept a soft grasp on your hand, fixating his gaze on you. “Listen..I get it. Having people talk shit about you when they don’t know the first thing about your life is irritating and it’ll piss you off. Everybody’s got an opinion on something, everyone thinks they have some profound fucking insight into our relationship, into who you are as a person and annoying as it is…who cares? We know it’s not true so why even trip like that? As much as you don’t wanna hear it, it’s something you’ll have to get used to. They’ve been doing this shit to me since my first mixtape came out and it’s not going away anytime soon.” “So I’m just supposed to be fine with people calling me out of my name and making shit up? That’s not fair, Eren. They’re taking this too far and I’m tired. I just wanna say some—“

it wasn’t long before tears began to well in your eyes and he wasn’t going to stand for it, quite frankly. Reaching over into your lap, he’d grab your phone swiftly before you could even react and press the power button, turning the device off. You were everything he could’ve ever prayed for in a wife but damnit, if you weren’t the most stubborn ass woman he had ever met! “Hey! Why’d you?—“ “Because if you sit around addressing every bullshit ass rumor these people make about you, you’d be here all day.” The frustration visible all over his face, as well as the disappointment. “I..I just want you to be happy, (y/n). You’ve barely even smiled since I came back from tour and all of this started. I love you and I don’t know what else to do to prove that. Does all that shit really matter more to you than what I say? Do these people online really mean more to you than me? I get it’s your job and all, and I told you I’m cool with whatever you have to do but..I don’t like what it’s doing to you..what it's doing to us.” You’d never seen or heard him look so sad and instantly, you felt regret for bringing these stupid issues on what was supposed to be a dream getaway. An escape from it all and you were ruining everything! Pulling him close, you’d begin to giggle as you placed a kiss to his cheek, letting a few of your stray tears fall.

“Of course not, baby. God, I’m so sorry..I’ve been really selfish about all of this..I was too busy being upset that I didn’t even realize what I was doing. You know what? You’re right. It doesn’t even matter..let’s just enjoy ourselves and have a good time, okay? No more distractions or work..or any of this shit.” “You promise?” Questioning while wiping away your tears. “I promise..” That seemed to be all that he was looking to hear. The sheer joy creeping across his face the moment he saw you he saw you genuinely smile. The only thing that would make this all the more worth it in his opinion. “That’s more like it…” holding his hand up, signaling for you guys to do your little signature handshake, the same one that had become a staple in his pre-performance ritual and now you were using it to seal your declaration. Intertwining your fingers with your wedding bands in the process. Kissing you right afterwards with tiny pecks..not wanting to let go but at least he had garnered a happier reaction. Mumbling sweet ‘I love you’s’ against one another’s muffled lips. How could you possibly be concerned with anything else when you had this amazing man sitting in front of you?!

“Now…are you going to tell me where we’re headed?” If you hadn’t known any better, you’d sworn that Eren’s little plan was all premeditated; perfect timing as he asked you to glare out of the window, only to be met with the sight of an airplane hangar and a sign with the words ‘Welcome To Venice’ inscribed on it. Italy! A place that you had always spoken about visiting. On your bucket list in fact! “Oh my gosh…EJ..seriously?! What the—“ “Seriously. Happy anniversary, princess.” As it had been one year to the day since the inception of your official union. What was supposed to be the original destination of your honeymoon was now the location of your one year commemoration. The sheer excitement that surged through you was indescribable but little did you know…the best was just around the corner. What lied in store for you this week, was a world full of love, laughter and unexpected surprises!…ones you’d never suspect either..

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after a fairly lengthy flight, the small conflict that arose right before your arrival…and the impromptu ‘make up session’ that nearly left you two disheveled, the vacation was finally underway. You and your beloved would be spending the next week and a half touring all of Italy. With the first destination on the docket being your main stay, Venice. The illustrious City of Love (technically, it’s Verona, but we’ll go with it for this). Infamous for its captivating scenery, several canals and romantic origins. A place where even the most stoic and stone hearted would find themselves swooning. The ideal place for a couple to reconnect and focus solely on one another. Once touching down, the two of you wasted no time exploring the sights, taking everything in and just enjoying this gorgeous city. Instantly, your mood perked up and was only coupled by that when you began visiting the historic landmarks; from Saint Mark’s Basilica to the famed Rialto Bridge, where one of the city’s most frequented canals ran and the famed boat tours took place. “You know what? I think this might be my next tape cover. They can edit me on the Vatican next to the Pope, we can put you in a nun’s outfit with ya’ ass out, doing at least twenty thousand on the first day.” The wild statement followed by a loud roar of thunder in the sky. “God, that was his idea, not mine. Please don’t strike me down.” Visiting local shops, trying a variety of food and snacks and really just enjoying each other’s company. “Cannolis! My granny used to make these things all the time. And the tiramisu..babe, you have to try this.” “Alright, you know I got a bad sweet tooth. I’ll have my suitcase loaded with these, don’t get me started..” You guys were soaking in so much, it felt surreal. Having only been recently of celebrity status, (y/n) wasn’t used to traveling to all these places but you had begun to build a repertoire of destination spots. And Eren truthfully had only been here once, but only for a press release. This was the first time in forever that he was truly living life from behind a booth or microphone. And nothing was better than doing so from beside his beautiful bride. Who he was proud to display! Whipping out his phone and yours to snap a plethora of photos to commemorate the occasion. Your outfit coordinated perfectly with the location and he looked as sexy as ever, even in something so casual. Making you pose and model in true influencer fashion. “Your Instagram is about to love this. You look so damn good.” “You’re so sweet, pumpkin but I think we’re in these people’s way.” But trust, they had no issue when they recognized who was behind the lens and asked for pictures of their own with the both of you. “EJ! EJ!” They’d chant.. “(Y/N)! Oh my gosh..” “siamo grandi fan.” “Grazie!” Telling you guys that they were huge fans and you were extremely humbled. All in all, it was a pretty solid first day!

rounding out the evening with a private dinner near the canal, surrounded by the water and soothing sounds of ambient music, played by the band. Flickering candlelight surrounding your faces, plates of delectable appetizers setting before you and a bottle of wine, along with freshly poured glasses nearby. It may have been the first time in a very long time that the two of you had been on a proper date; no distractions to interfere. Getting the chance to just sit down and soak in one another..only bringing out your phone to capture more aesthetically pleasing photos to later curate your feed and flex a little on those that swore it was trouble in paradise. Including a picture of your right hands; wedding rings on display over a plate that had ‘happy anniversary’ inscribed in chocolate. Showing off those designer threads you sported out to dinner…his all black ensemble, complimenting your own. And of course, the gifts he copped in lieu of celebrating your nuptials. But right now, your only focus was Eren. That handsome face, those tattooed hands extended out over the table to reach for yours as you guys talked and reminisced on past experiences. Especially your very first time out together! Which had the two of you cackling.

“And they ended up having a fire alarm at the restaurant so we had to evacuate. You remember that?”

“I couldn’t forget. You were so pissed..we were starving and everything was so packed, we said fuck it and went to Sonic instead.”

“God, and the dude who came out to take our order made a scene about us being there..I was actually embarrassed for once. I just wanted my damn chili dog in peace. He was cool as hell though.”

thinking back to the simpler times in you guys’ lives and how you longed to just have more nights, riding around Miami Beach, holding hands in the front seat of the Wraith..just vibing without a care in the world. Shutting everyone else out…hence why you were here now. Just falling in love all over again. And from the way you hadn’t stopped laughing since you landed, he could most certainly write off day one of this trip off as a success! However..it was merely getting started as far as he was concerned. Because there was so much more he had to expose you to. Show you the side of him he hadn’t gotten to previously. “You know, I just wanted to say, (y/n)..I’m sorry about earlier. The last thing I ever wanted was to invalidate how you felt or pretend it didn’t matter. I’ve been doing this so long, I’m used to letting things slide off of my back or pretending I don’t give a damn. I’m learning everyday to be a lil’ more considerate, y’know? I thought everyone else would feel the same. I just hated the idea of seeing you worry so much..I adore you more than life itself and I just want you to know..that you’re the only person in this world I want to spend the rest of forever with.” With his hand clutching yours, glaring down at the table, Eren reached over for his glass and grasped the stem..hoisting it in the air for a toast and you’d follow suit. “To my beautiful bride, my wife, the future mother of my kids..my everything..I love you, (y/n).” His sweet words alone nearly sent you into hysterics as no one had ever spoken to you in such a way. Showered you with so much praise; stomach ablaze with butterflies and made your heart flutter with pure joy. EJ was never much for expressing his feelings or being vulnerable but you brought it out. Gave him that place to grow and be a better man. “And I love you, more than I could ever put into words. You are everything I could’ve ever imagined and living proof that God answers prayers. The man that came into my world one day, and is now my entire universe. I am not only proud but honored to be Mrs. Jaeger.” Making his cheeks illuminate red with your kind words. With that quick exchange of makeshift mini vows, the two of you clinked the glasses together and let the liquor glide down your throats. This was truly a breath of fresh air and the best night you’d had in a long time.

it was only when the waiter would return to ensure that all was to your liking that you’d be met with yet another surprise from your beau. The waiter began asking him a question, something about the meal and suddenly, you’d hear him respond: “grazie mille, tutto è perfetto.” The words flowed so casually from between his lips, it caught you by surprise..yet, it was nothing to him. He’d continue on speaking to the man in fluent conversation before he walked away. Turning back towards you like normal. Which brought up a soft chuckle from your end. “What’s the matter, princess? What’re you laughing about?” “Okay, Mr. Bilingual. You never told me you spoke Italian and so perfectly too.”

but like many other talents of his, Eren attempted to downplay the whole thing and wave you off. You’d be even more shocked to find out he was actually trilingual..with a bit of German underneath his belt as well. “It’s nothing, just a little something I picked up from my granny and mom when I was a kid. And I took a few lessons here and there.” But something told you that he was far more versed in the language than he was letting on. So much so, (y/n) shot him a glare and batted those pretty little lashes. “Well I like it. Say something else.” Seeing how swayed you were by the little display, he’d decide to do something special. “Yeah? Good to know.” It was such a romantic language and nothing would be more swoon worthy than a dance underneath the moonlight as he sang into your ear. Waving the waiter back over, he’d whisper something to him in Italian yet again before extending his hand across the table. “May I have this dance, mi amor?” In that moment, your cheeks burned and your body went flush with happiness. Gladly accepting. That much you understood! “Why, yes sir, you may..” Helping you to your feet, he’d circulate until the two of you conjoined as one in a cradle. His arm rests at the small of your back and yours on his shoulder as your opposite hands intertwine. Those beautiful green eyes glaring at you as if you were a precious jewel..one he wanted to protect and cherish. Swaying you back and forth to the rhythm of the music, head pressed to his chest as he held you close. Then something even sweeter happened…

“Wait…I recognize this song—“ and indeed you should have, as it were the song you guys danced to at your wedding. The instrumental created by the orchestra is spot on. But the best part was when you heard the lyrics being recited back to you in such a beautiful voice..and the language of the country! “uno, è come un sogno che si avvera. Due, voglio solo stare con te.”

Eren serenading you with his absolutely amazing voice along with his mother tongue was not something you’d ever expected but you were ascending to cloud nine right now. Tilting your chin up with the tip of his finger, he’d peer down at your pretty face and kiss you once more. “You’re so beautiful, princess. I don’t know how I got so lucky..” but you had the same sentiment! He truly was one of a kind. You’d spend the next twenty minutes or so dancing about under the stars, being entranced by the various renditions of your favorite love songs. “Talk to me again, baby? I love the way you speak to me..” And honestly, lost in one another. Filling your ear with sweet nothings in that second language..telling you how much he loved you and how beautiful you looked. “voglio solo stare qui per sempre con te..” Along with subtle touches to your thigh as he raised the hem of your dress or lowered his hand residing on your back. Suave and smoother than ever. He had put so much thought and care into it; this only being the first twenty four hours of it had you stoked to see what else he could possibly have in store..there was no way this could be topped!..

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or so you had thought when you made it back to the hotel you were staying at for the duration of this excursion. The Gritti Palace, Venice’s most popular resort for tourists and celebrities alike. Its gorgeous architecture and rich background..all a way to draw people in. And you were sold the second you came through the door. But the master suite he had booked? It was reminiscent of something from a fairy tale. You couldn’t believe this was real! An hour or so had passed..and while you were getting checked back in, your husband was making some other arrangements. Such as getting a trail of roses strewn from the entrance to the bathroom, ending in the bedroom across the mattress where it had a rather sweet message inscribed, chocolate covered strawberries sitting near the bedside, a bucket of ice, and a bathtub full of bubbles where the two of you were now. Sipping on glasses of Ace of Spades whilst your feet rested against his chest. His hand gently massaging your instep and rubbing on the soles as he kissed the perimeter of it. Subtly suckling at those white painted toes. Your bodies submerged into the sheath of foamy soap. “So, what you think of your first time in Italy? Meet your expectations?” The question was all but rhetorical. You were blown away by everything he had done so far and looking forward to what was coming. “Exceed is more like it. I can’t believe you planned all of this, just for us…” Eren would merely chuckle as he watched you with deep seeded, lustful eyes from afar..you still nursing your drink and him massaging your legs. “I told you, I’d do anything to make my baby smile..anything.” Saying so with much conviction and a rather suave voice. The look on his face, that of one signaling for something a little more. And trust, it didn’t take long for you to pick up the hint. Seeing as how he had wooed you and worked so hard to make this dream destination possible..you couldn’t help but to want to return the favor.. “..you’re too good to me.” And it was apparent exactly what he was in the mood for at the moment. Raising a hand from beneath the water, Eren took his index and middle fingers; both wrapped with silver bands and tattoos and waved you over. To which you’d maneuver and crawl over onto his lap. “Oh, I’m just getting started..” Swaddling you in his muscular arms as he brought you down for a kiss. Your tongues slowly intertwine in sloppy pecks. (Y/N) eventually brought your hands to the back of his neck and began to straddle his lap in the process. “Mmm..is that right?” “..come find out.” Faint moans filled the air of the bathroom and eventually, what started out as a simple bubble bath had evolved into a full blown make out session. The water underneath your bodies sloshing around as a result of the not so subtle movements you were making..his hands scouring the perimeter of your ass; only to leave it with a sharp smack afterwards. “Ooh!..damn..” And you rubbing yourself against his obvious erect..the friction driving you both insane. So much so, he had to make the next move. “I want you so bad..”

admitting through baited breath as he lifted you from the tub and the two of you made a beeline for the bed. Your sud soaked bodies entangled on the fluffy mattress. It was almost instinct for your legs to spread in his presence..honestly, you had never felt the attraction and lust for any man that you had for your husband. But that’s what happened when he made you feel so safe..secure and loved. Not to mention..so sexy. Eren’s palms trailed further south and circled slowly all over that frame while he made home between your thighs. “God..you’re so perfect…reminds me of our wedding night. I’ll never forget the look in your eyes when I took off that veil..” confessing as he hovered over you, rubbing your cheek with a gentle brush. Those gorgeous brown eyes agleam with pure adoration for him. “Look up at me, baby?..” And he was equally as excited. His lips split into a wide grin..laughing with that thumb brushing over your lip before parting them and sliding inside. “..yeah, that’s the one. So damned beautiful..I just wanted to stay inside of you forever.” Truthfully, Eren could go on for hours about that night. Despite all of the hookups and hot sex you two had, all of them paled in comparison to the night that you consummate your marriage. To the night that you officially became his forever person. When you told him it was his, he knew it was real this time and that there was no chance of ever losing it. By the time you finished, you were both a wreck. Holding hands and exchanging tears of joy and wedded bliss. He wanted to not only relive that wonderful sensation but to create something far more special. With your palms cradling the back of his head, (y/n) stared lovingly; your fingers tangled in his chocolate colored locks before lowering it to the point that you were mere inches apart. You’d utter to him in a faint whimper: “..take me, Eren..it’s yours, baby. Make love to me the way you did that night.” And that was all of the motivation he needed. Splaying you across the silk sheets, taking a moment just to examine the beauty that was before him. A goddess-like figure, gorgeous brown skin rivaling that of Godiva..you were the living proof that angels existed. Diving deeper between your thighs, he’d bend further, pressing a bit of his weight down as your tongues meshed yet again. Feeding each other sloppy, slow kisses..ones that had each of your bodies ablaze with pleasure. Moaning one another’s names and brushing each other’s skin. When he finally withdrew back, he’d tug your bottom lip with his teeth gently before leaning up and reaching over to the bucket on the bedside. Filled to the brim with cubes of ice, Eren would casually place it between his fingertips whilst hovering over you. His mind was racing a million miles a minute. Normally, he’d already be buried seven inches deep inside of you with your nails scraping his shoulder blades but tonight..tonight was special. You required a lot more subtlety and care. To be romanced..teased and brought right to the edge until you could no longer take anymore and then, he’d take your body to heights never before felt! But first, he had some ideas and that much was told by the devious smirk on his face.

“You wanna know what one of the most beautiful parts are about being married? Is learning all about the other person..finding out something new everyday..” while he was speaking, that frozen little square made its way from your trembling lips, down your neck and to your breasts, where he circled them stagnantly against your nipples, which made you whimper and suck your teeth. He could see the little brown buds growing harder almost instantaneously.. “..what you like, what you don’t and my favorite part?..” and when he lowered his head to flick his tongue across them, he’d trail his hand south “..What turns you on.” simultaneously and let his fingers explore those folds. Soaking wet with arousal, all for him. Mainly due in part to his switch in vernacular earlier in the day. He could easily see how you were lovingly...and lustfully glaring at him when he began to fill your head and ears with Italian. How buttery smooth the words flowed from his tongue with no pause. How charming he was with it..you had never seen him so suave before. Make no mistake, he could get you out of your panties off of the simplest things but this hit so differently. “So..I’ll take as long as I need to. Stay here all night..touching, kissing and rubbing alllll over this pretty body..” and it was then that you felt that free hand move to your throat whilst that ice sat dormant in the center of your abdomen and he’d pull you close, whispering: “finché non impazzisci per tutto questo cazzo..”

naturally, you’d have no way of knowing what he just said to you but the way he lightly chuckled and placed a kiss to your jawline, you knew he was about to be a problem and that it had to be some freaky shit. So with that very hot declaration, he’d resume cooling you down with that clear cube; lapping up the remnants in all the places he had previously placed it. Taking extra time to fixate on those tender nipples. His warm breath on the chilled area as he gently suckled..even taking them between his teeth for a moment. Meanwhile, that ice landed on your mound and with a single pop to your skin, he’d part those legs even wider so he had room to run it down your thighs. Slowly guiding that frozen chunk all over your legs. A string of your moans growing louder and he’d be quick to quell them with a few pecks. But he wasn’t much in the way of wanting to quiet you down. He wanted to hear those sweet cries..to know that he was doing a good job. He could see that swollen clit protruding out for him and as badly as he wanted to spit on it and suck the little bud, he wanted to also make you climax before he even so much as put the tip in. Which he’d plan to make happen by finally moving the ice to your sensitive hood..circling it and whilst you were preoccupied, he’d slide a couple fingers into that tightness that was previously spasming on air. “Oh my gosh, ‘ren..baby..” your voice, shaky from the feeling of the cold brushing your skin. “I know, baby..but look. Look how wet you are for me already..that’s my girl.” Still lapping on your nipples and rubbing you with that ice. All his limbs worked in tandem to bring you unbelievable pleasure and all you had to do was keep laying your pretty ass right there, moaning. That grip around his digits only grew tighter when he commended you for how well you were taking him. It became apparent to him early on how much being praised made your heart and pussy flutter for him. You’d eventually find yourself fucking those fingers as that ice melted into your dripping warmth..coagulating with the rest of your wetness. Eren would then reach over for a secondary piece which he placed on your titties yet again. By this time, you were a salivating, stimulated mess..eyes faltering back in the process as his middle and ring fingers remained sunken into that needy heat. “I’m gonna come..fuck yessss. Right there..” He was thoroughly enjoying watching you come undone at his hands. He knew he had you exactly where he wanted and it didn’t help when you’d hear him pose yet another question that had you twitching and craving more. The aggression and passion in his voice oozed pure sex appeal. “Sì? verrai per me, mami? vuoi fare un pasticcio su queste lenzuola? sulle mie fottute dita?” Knowing you had not the first clue what he was asking but it was getting you hot and bothered..so much so, you were about to drench his entire forearm. Uttering all of this as he kept a tight grip around your throat and the other fingers plunged inside of you. Your mouth agape and jaw slack while exchanging wet kisses. Even swapping spit as he glared into your eyes. “Just nod your head, baby…say yes. You’ll do anything I ask, won’t you? You don’t even need to think about it, isn’t that, right?” “Yes, daddy! Whatever you want..”

crying out as you clawed into his arm and shook within his grasp. (Y/N) began to gasp, breathing heavily and he’d pump a bit faster. From there, you could barely contain yourself. Drool trickling down your chin, tears streaming down your face and your feet dangling in the air as you found yourself clawing into the backs of your own legs; folded up on instinct. “Then come, baby..let it out..” Withdrawing his hand at the same time. When he did so, he found himself met with a shower of sweet liquids..spurting out until he unplugged your tightness entirely and allowed you to flood his hand and eventually, his face. “Ooh..! ‘Rennnn..okaaaay!” Before you knew it, he had your legs locked into a hold and his face buried in that pretty pussy. Sucking on your clit, nose scouring your cunt and the sounds of his moans humming against your sex. But not before he so casually stuck one of those strawberries between your teeth as a way to pacify you.

“Mmmm..it feels good, don’t it, baby?” Questioning while spitting down into your entrance. He was always so nasty when it came to eating your pussy; digging that same saliva out with the tip of his tongue. His long hair tangled between those long nails. That fruit puckered between your lips before he’d lean up and get a taste of both you and it. “So good…God, I love the way you eat this pussy.” Chuckling in disbelief of how amazing it all felt. Which in turn boosted his ego tenfold. He loved when you talked to him and more so sang his praises. “Right there, baby..put that tongue in it..ooh fuck. I’mma come again..” meanwhile, Eren had reached underneath his body and began stroking his cock to the sounds of your voice. It always got him so hard…and soon, he wouldn’t be able to withstand another second of not being inside of you. “I’m cool with that.” Leaning up in a swift like motion, only to flip you over onto your side and mount himself behind you. Taking one leg into the air and his shaft in the other palm to rub it momentarily. That thick length slapping against your slit..drumming up that gorgeous slick. “As long as you do it on this dick. You can make a mess all you want.” Gritting his teeth against your jawline before pushing himself inside with a gentle grip to the back of your neck, keeping you reigned in and entirely focused on him. “Right there..” sucking his teeth as he made home inside of that clamping flesh. And it felt as if it were the very first time all over again! “Fuck…così stretto..baby. la figa è così buona..” causing you to giggle at the sensuality in his accent. Coiling his arms around your torso and holding you close, Eren would begin to thrust into you..feeding you deep strokes almost instantly. As if he had been dying all day to be one with you. And now that he was, he didn’t want to let go..didn’t want to leave you ever again. Gripping his forearm, (y/n) gently grazed those fingertips into his skin; marking it up. Eventually, that gently paced pounding turned to you being fucked relentlessly. His arm coiling you in a makeshift headlock, his lips pressed to your ear and his balls slapping up against your ass. Already, he had caused you to start creaming all over him, which always drove him mad. Made him want to fill you with some of his own…

“Ahh! Eren…baby..” he then realized just how hard he was going and had to dial it back a couple notches. As to not hurt you or blow his load too early. He wanted to savor this moment…savor the sensation of being immersed in your warmth. “Sorry, sorry, baby..I got a lil’ carried away. But I just can’t help it.” Clutching your jaw between his fingertips and lightly squeezing, trying to keep you coherent. Even so, he was buried to the hilt..trying to hit the inner corner of your cervix. So much so, a slight bulge began to form at the pit of your stomach. But as he continued, you’d feel him reach down to massage your aching little bud. “You feel so good…look so pretty when I’m fucking on you..” mumbling on and whimpering as he began to throb and lose his pace. It wouldn’t be long before he filled you up but not until he finished bragging about his beloved. Telling you how wet it was, how you made him never want to pull out and how he wanted to give you his child. Just losing his mind in it..even breaking into a bit of tears as he neared his climax.

“Voglio entrare così in profondità in quella figa, sarai così carina con il mio dado che gocciola fuori da te..”

it wasn’t long before he was helping you rub your own out and you found yourself coming undone, releasing all over his pelvis and your own thighs. As well as the sheets and did you make a mess for him! One that had you quivering and apologizing. And Eren could do nothing more than hold you close and let you ride it out. “It’s okay, mama. Don’t be sorry…I got you…” quelling you with soft kisses. But it wasn’t long after he was the one in need of calming down. Because with you spasming; contracting around his length, he couldn’t slow down afterwards and next thing you knew..

“I’m coming, baby! I’m nutting in that pussy..hold still f’r me..”

“Oh God!…yes..”

clutching you in his arms and shoving his tongue into your mouth as he came inside, pumping your womb with that warm cream; with at least two loads worth and he didn’t let up until it was leaking out and the two of you glared at it together. With faint streams of tears spilling down both of your faces, he’d clasp his fingers with yours and join together. In that moment, nothing else mattered…you were his diamond, his star and the brightest light in his life and nothing would ever dim that for him. With sharp gasps, attempting to regain your breaths, he’d swipe the side of your face and hold you once more. you couldn’t believe how blessed you were to have such a wonderful man. One who was night and day..as tough and stonewalled as he could be..he was even more gentle and caring. Letting that guard down day by day to prove that you were the reason behind his transformation and he was forever grateful to have you in his corner. They could talk on the internet all they pleased, ran with whatever narrative they needed to but the only that existed..in his eyes? Was his princess..his reina

“Till death do us part, right? Well they’d have to kill me to keep me from loving you, mi amor..even then, I’d still find my way back to you in a million lives over.”

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[g00ngala]

i see some push back these days at the idea of "fandom adults" because there are plenty of adult fans of children's media who aren't automatically uncomfortable to be around, and especially because people who tend to love children's media to a "weird" degree are usually autistic people. but to me an adult fan and Fandom Adult are completely different concepts. i have literally no problem with 30 year olds who collect ducktales merchandise, or know everything there is to know about teenage mutant ninja turtles, or even adults who watch and love modern cartoons for children ranging anywhere from the owl house to the amazing world of gumball to fucking bluey. in fact, i think that's fucking awesome! i think that genuinely loving something so much even if it's intended for a younger audience most of the time is great! i think people who know everything there is to know about the ice age movies keep this world spinning. there's nothing i enjoy more than somebody telling me everything they know about something they care about.

HOWEVER. the problem begins when you get legions of adult fans in fandom spaces primarily for kids that expect the show or the fandom space to cater to THEM. when a bunch of adults start getting very invested in shipping child characters to an uncomfortable degree or expecting the show to be darker than it is and enjoy these things through an extremely skewed lens, sometimes getting into fights online with teenagers because that teenager said that the adult's favorite non canon pairing makes them uncomfortable, THAT fucking sucks. when you start to try and force kids media to cater to YOU, that is the problem. we see it now in many fan spaces here on tumblr, but if we go back in some years with internet history this can be applied to the brony movement as well. i think a bunch of adult men coming together because of their love for a show about magical ponies and friendship fucking rules, but a good chunk of these men either wanted to mold the show into something it wasn't, pushing out its intended audience from the online space or even worse making nsfw content of the characters which is where the actual problem began.

so if I'm hating on fandom adults, know that i am never talking about the autistic person who loves my little pony and collects all of the dolls, i am talking about the person who refuses to acknowledge that not all spaces should cater towards you.

#hannah.txt #this is ok to rb btw. sorry i was having a conversation with henry about fandom culture and i think this is my biggest problem w it

[max1461]

Thought for a moment in the 2010s that we were entering a new serious era (e.g. 1920s, 30s, 40s), but it seems that we're instead in an increasingly tacky era (50s, 60s, 70s). Like look at the change in YouTube. Well you all are textheads you don't do video, I know that. But like. In 2017 there was ContraPoints. Agree or disagree with her opinions, what she was doing was conceptually and aesthetically serious. Even her early, low-production-value stuff. She was talking about incels and other internet shit, but the internet is part of the real world, that's fine. In fact that's what gave me hope for another serious era, people were finally talking about internet stuff the way 1920s German intellectuals or whatever talked about the cultural trends of their day. Maybe because Contra has half a philosophy PhD and was explicitly influenced by those German intellectuals.

Another example from a totally disjoint cultural niche was Digi a.k.a. Trixie a.k.a. Ygg Studios or whatever they go by now. Drunk, smelly, and unkempt—yes. Or at least so went the persona. Talking seriously about anime—also yes. When they claimed they were the only good anime reviewer on the internet it made a lot of people mad. But they were right!

There were thinkers, we had thinkers. My generation, or roughly my generation, had thinkers. To be clear, when I include Contra here I'm not including all of her ilk, I'm not including the leftist-theory-regurgitators and so on. But Contra herself was a thinker! Digi was a thinker! We had thinkers.

But that era is over now, on YouTube at least. I go on there and it's all algorithmic drivel. I look for anime content and as I've explained it's all about #hype and #epic and how the new season of whatever #hits different and other empty meaningless bullshit. No analysis, no thought, fundementally unserious bullshit. Tacky! It's tacky! The the YouTube thumbnail O-face is fucking 70s-ass fake wood paneling tacky bullshit!

MrBeast. I've never seen a MrBeast video but I hate him for what he represents. I used to watch this channel called Wranglerstar, he made videos about different types of axes and forest fire fighting equipment and various other stuff. "Modern homesteading" I believe was the tagline. And it was always evident that he was a far-right guy but who gives a shit, his videos where good. Serious videos about interesting topics, that a fucking normal guy might watch. Well around 2020 he basically started flooding his channel with covid conspiracy bullshit and "the Chinese are going to attack us any day!" bullshit and other unserious crap. And I had to stop watching. How could I find any of that compelling? It's vapid nonsense.

And I don't know if it's a shift in the algorithm or people becoming more savvy to the algorithm or what, but all of YouTube is like this now. Vapid clickbait empty meaningless bullshit for another tacky commercialized bullshit era.

And you know, I felt like it might just be localized to YouTube for a while, but I started to look around, and it just feels like everything is like this. Backsliding to the tacky times. God I hate tackiness. I hate unseriousness. I'm having a little meltdown. At least SMW kaizo hacks are having a renaissance. People are doing serious shit in that space, serious shit that is also not anachronistic, you know, it's kept up with the modern world. It addresses modern concerns (fun to play hard Mario). But it's serious. People are serious. One of the few serious things happening in my orbit.

Even in science it feels like people aren't serious anymore. You know, standard Sabine Hossenfelder complaint about particle physics. But I don't really know enough about that to say. Get the vibe that biology is still serious these days.

To be clear, everything I'm saying here is pure vibes. I'm just saying shit. I'm just saying shit that I feel. But I'll be deeply disappointed if I have to live my youth in another tacky era, god damn it. Even the 80s seem like they were better than this.

#navel gazing #insane-type complaining sorry

[thottybrucewayne]

A LIST OF PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING TO HELL: 2024 EDITION

Every zionist, duh, but esp yall who screenshot perfectly reasonable posts and go "Um, the look at this idiot who thinks genocide is wrong" yall make my ass itch and nobody takes you seriously, MOVE. 2. The entire U.S. government but esp Joe Biden that old ass man gettin spit roasted in hell (AND NOT THE FUN KIND!) 3. DIDDY AND EVERY SINGLE PERSON THAT PROTECTED AND DEFENDED HIM. 4. Tory Lanez whole family, his mama, his daddy, his dog? All them. 5. The nonblack people who run those Rap House Tv type blogs that are clearly trying to be shade room clones. 6. People who get all their news from the Shade Room and Whatsapp, sorry auntie, I'm sick of you tellin' me COVID can be cured by sticking cloves of garlic up my nose :/ 7. Every single one of you dirtbag leftist ass people, yall do nothing for nobody except you thousands of adoring "former nazi" fans that need to be told it's okay that they still say the n word in private. 8. N.O.R.E and every single hiphop "journalist" 9. Charlemagne Tha God and Dj Envy, they know why. 10. Everyone who made Ike and Tina jokes after Tina past away. Grow up. 11. You fanfic girlies. So many of y'all are seeing the lake of fire, But esp if you donate to ao3 or own ao3 merch. Like, that is just embarrassing. 12. It's 2024, If I see you coming up here saying shit like "Miku wroke harry potter!" or " Hello Kitty wrote Ofmed, actually" I'm sending you to hell myself. 13. Booktokers? This is yall the second year on this list, tighten the fuck up and stop being weird about strange men on the internet, now. 14. People who do LITERALLY NOTHING yet try to tell other people how to be activists. You contribute nothing to any conversation you're a part of, suck my dick from the back. 15. People who stopped masking because other people were making them feel bad. Fuck your mama not being able to see your smile, PEOPLE ARE DYING???? 16. Lana Del Ray and Taylor Swift. They know exactly what they did. 17. Every white girl on twt who tried to jump me cause I said the Barbie movie is white feminism at its finest. 18. Elon, you raggedy bitch. 19. Every single man who hit on me this year who isn't one of my friends. 20. People who don't know what transmisogyny means and make that everyone else's problem. I need yall to start reading so bad it's not even funny. 21. You "goth is a feeling" people. You gonna be "feeling" that hell fire nippin' at your ass, NEXT 22. You 35 defending fanservice of high schoolers in anime/manga all day every day...yeah, just get on down there, big fella. They waiting on you. 23. Cishet Black men on tiktok and twt who make it their life's mission to make an ass of themselves for minor ducats. You are a one-man modern-day minstrel show and you will be dealt with. 24. White Tyler The Creator fans. Y'all know what you do.

Dishonorable mentions: Shojo fans who never talk about the fucked up shit in the manga they recc you because "At least its not as misogynistic as shounen!" (yes, yes it is) Fashion tiktokkers I hate so many of you its not even funny Every person who put the image of T.D. Jakes getting his doonies beat down at a Diddy party in my mind. Like I literally never needed to think about that. My dad <3 and all my friends' dads. Patricide NOW!!!!! People who are still whining about having to boycott shut upppppp god damn. People who stare at me in public. You got a fuckin problem?????

That's a wrap! Here are the lists from last year and the year before feel free to add more in the tags <3

#thotty speaks #thotty's going to hell list 2024 #thotty rants #tw abuse mention #ask to tag

[butch-reidentified]

legitimately fucking illusory (I was going to say delusional, but yall love to call that ableism despite it having a completely legitimate non-clinical definition), OP

@ilhoonftw you are part of the problem. how can you not see that? lashing out at feminists & telling feminists not to reblog a post showing exactly why feminism is crucial is so backwards. this incident has absolutely nothing to do with gender ideology discourse, neither party in this news was trans, so ?? why exactly do you want to intentionally limit the spread of this post, when this is exactly the kind of post people need to see to wake up? how can you call yourself feminist and claim to care about violence against women when you're so concerned with feminists saying stuff you don't like on the internet that it prevents you from doing right by women and girls everywhere? what is the point? it's genuinely disgusting behavior.

by the way, seeing as you've decided to bring trans matters into this... it's the very same rhetoric these screenshots are calling out that radfems criticize from a significant portion of the modern trans community. not to mention how many trans women have openly admitted they used to be incels, or the fact incels brag about and encourage "transmaxxing." I alone have hundreds if not thousands of receipts from trans women of such confessions, of male-pattern criminality (which research shows trans women do retain even after transition) of incel behavior/rhetoric, of hyperviolent misogyny (detailed graphic rape and murder and torture fantasies).

I do not support oppression of anyone, including trans-identifying people, nor do I condone or wish harm on them. However I will not pretend the current rhetoric is utterly harmless to women & homosexual people. Why you label that hate I will never understand. This is the truth about how radfems define man and woman - it is not by genitalia. Here are a few examples proving the reality of oppression specific to the female sex.

I have many, many more links I can provide if anyone would like.

[emberglowfox]

tbh im waiting to see how the tumblr midjourney deal plays out. i have been on this stupid site for a very long time, i do like it and the feed and following ive cultivated here, but i may full-on leave if it's made clear that there really isn't a way to avoid my stuff being scraped, opt-out or not. the thought makes me nauseous. i've spent multiple hours almost every day for years and years drawing to get where i'm at. someone snapping that up for absolutely no compensation with basically zero warning makes me fucking mad as hell.

i'm not sure where i'd go, because while instagram is fine its not my ideal form of social media. i love tumblr's format. i like being able to post any-sized images and type as much as i want. it's great for a rambler like me. figures they'd find a way to shake off even the more stubborn users, though

i hate the modern internet man

#sparks speaks #so so frustrating #i've already opted out but a lot of stuff i've seen about it is not making me optimistic

[bloodpen-to-paper]

PSA regarding cultural exchange and internet culture. Its a rant but its something that needs to be said

I'm already seeing the Qsmp admins calling for understanding and patience with the announcement of the Korean CCs that will be joining, and it frustrates the hell out of me that any of it needs to be said because people on the internet are so poisoned by cancel culture that this opportunity to engage with Korean culture is beginning with stress.

Its an issue that extends far past this server unfortunately, the modern standard for morality on the internet is insanely unrealistic and honestly very anti-human. So many people, most people actually, do problematic things in life and make mistakes, which is completely normal. Its how we are and how we're supposed to be, its how we learn and grow. But having someone get dogpiled/harassed online and potentially even risk losing a career for saying or doing something vaguely problematic that they should be encouraged to learn from is so incredibly harmful and makes the online place more toxic than communal.

There's a legitimate line to draw between something we should encourage someone to reflect upon and a genuinely irredeemable act, and if you can't tell the difference you then shouldn't be speaking about it online. To all the people who dramatize an easily fixable situation, you're part of the problem of people not knowing how the fuck to act when there's miscommunication, differences of opinion or people doing/having done something problematic but not ill-intentioned. Genuinely good people are being either pressured off the online space or terrified to ever make a mistake because people who don't touch enough goddamn grass are so drama-addicted that they make a situation negative when it literally never needed to be. You're toxic and you're making everyone else toxic, the problem is not the person who accidentally said something offensive in ignorance but is willing to learn from that, nor the person who misunderstood a situation and could be convinced to reflect on their actions, the problem is you, adding unnecessary fuel to the fire and blowing shit out of proportion when it could be resolved so much easier. If you're someone who does this, I hate to sound like a boomer but holy shit you should be ashamed of yourself. There's enough bad in the world as is, stop posting and do better.

And here's the funny part, and I don't care how many people this pisses off: current online cancel culture is xenophobic as fuck. People in different cultures have different ways of life, and though that doesn't necessarily excuse some of what goes on in other nations, the current standard for "dealing" with culture clashing takes no account to how someone's culture can make them act differently than you, and they shouldn't be demonized for it even if some of what they do isn't the best. People from multi-ethnic backgrounds, especially children of immigrants, understand that some of our parents say the most cancellable shit imaginable but are still good people at heart. Strangers online wouldn't understand that at all, and their need to complain about everything online with such hostility and lack of nuance would and is doing the exact opposite of what it should be doing; instead of getting people to see different perspectives and learn why their behavior can be harmful to others, thus encouraging them to do better, online witch hunting either drives them away from wanting to interact with anyone, and/or actively pushes them further down problematic avenues where they aren't demonized for harmful behavior.

I am so sick and tired of everything thinking cancel culture is normal, because it is so incredibly not. Its exhausting seeing the same thing play out over and over as someone who's actually interacted with people of different ages, gender and ethnicities, and who knows what these people are like in their hearts, while also knowing the internet would eat them alive without a second thought to who they are or why they act the way they do.

People say and do problematic things, it doesn't mean they're bad people. It means they're human. I encourage everyone to remember that.

#psa #discourse #culture clash #cancel culture #mcyt #qsmp

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My Adventures With Superman - A Rambling Set Of Thoughts

Okay, I know I don't USUALLY make posts like this and I especially hate getting cynical and nitpicky about these sorts of things because I just don't wanna contribute to all the negativity on the internet... But this is something I just couldn't shake.

So last night I watched the first season of My Adventures With Superman and... I have a lot of mixed feelings about to be brutally honest which is a shame because I know SO many people really loved this show.

Spoilers for season 1 obviously

For the most this show is great and it has a good foundation for Superman and gets him and his relationship with Lois so right. I love how Clark is this big, soft himbo twink dork who really reminds me of Adora from She-Ra and Lois is this fun tomboy who falls head over heels for him. And to be honest, all of their moments were genuinely the highlight of the show for me. SERIOUSLY ITS LIKE CLARK AND LOIS BUT MADE FOR SAPPHICS LIKE ME AND I ADORE THEM

I love the art style and animation too and really does put a very fresh new aesthetic on DC stuff. Sure, it's a bit too much like She-Ra and Voltron in places, but for DC, it's a really good breath of fresh air. Seriously, look at the designs of Deathstroke and Livewire!

But sadly, that's not all the show is and this is where I have to sadly talk about my negatives with it.

Sooooo… this show was written a lot of the same people who wrote She-Ra and it seems to be a big fan of various anime things too, especially Dragon Ball Z and Neon Genesis Evangelion.

To that end, the show has basically... turned Superman into a mixture of Adora and Goku, not just in terms of personality traits and in Adora's case, her relationship with Catra (Seriously, if Clark was a woman and blonde, I would swear she and Lois would just be Catradora)

This sadly does apply to how this show portrays the Kryptonians, who are implied to MOSTLY be a race of evil conquerors who tried to attack Earth only for Krypton to be destroyed. This is VERY similar to how the First One's were depicted in She-Ra, as well as how the Saiyans were in Dragon Ball Z. One could also argue that their attack on Earth is a weird mashup of the movie Arrival and the Second Impact from Evangelion but that's me getting very nitpicky.

So naturally, we have Adora and Goku's traits being applied to Superman. And…. those traits don't really work for Superman, at all. Now I should be clear, it seems to be that Jor-El and Lara were actually like rebels fighting the evil Kryptonians (which is ironically Mara's whole deal... you seeing the She-Ra pattern here yet?) but like... I don't like this idea at all. Poor Clark even has a fucking breakdown later on and thinks he's actually some evil weapon meant to conquer Earth AGAIN just like Adora from She-Ra being used as a weapon by the First One's. And I just feel bad for him because he's trying to be the good decent Superman we all love... but he's getting dragged into this plot that pretty much breaks him... and I don't really like it.

And then there's a whole subplot about Lois meeting alternate versions of herself and discovering alternate versions of Superman who are evil (which is bizarrely how Kryptonite is introduced in this show) which.... yeah I don't like that plot either. Nor am I the fan of Task Force X pulling the whole "the Government is treating clark as hostile because they think he's an evil alien" plot which I have gotten kinda tired of seeing in a lot of modern Superhero media. It's either Superheroes being hated or hunted by the government or being made to work for them.

And you know where this all probably came from for this show in particular? Fucking Zack Synder and Man of Steel. It's kind of ironic because a lot of this show feels like its in response to the Synderverse, like it feels obligated to comment on how people see Superman now because of those crappy movies, something that I know James Gunn is probably gonna do as well with his superman movie basically a live action version of Superman vs the Elite.

And just…. no, none of this shit is really necessary nor is it a good idea. Because it kinda takes away some bits of Superman that I like. I know the show isn't done yet but… I can already make a good guess of where it's going to go. And where it's going… idk if I'm gonna like a whole lot.

It is clearly a show wanting to be different from all that has been done before with Superman…. but by being different for the sake of it, it's doing a lot of stuff I just don't like.

I just want there to be a day when we get a Superman thing that doesn't have to justify the man's own existence and role in a story because some objectivist edgelord made a bad movie with him in it eleven years ago.

So yeah, by turning Superman into more or less mostly Adora from She-Ra... I think they might have messed him a bit in my eyes. I hope season 2, whenever that comes out hopefully pushes things in a more hopeful direction and I could genuinely call this a good adaption of Superman. Because there is so much potential with just from the relationship of Clark and Lois alone that tells me that these creators just GET how Superman's character is.

So yeah, I hope that long rambling thought made sense.

#dc #superman #my adventures with superman #she ra #spop #catradora