#and i have to get off my moral high horse i have to stop being so judgemental of other people bc that's all i fucking do

[snekdood]

i just feel like if you cant debate someone w/o insulting them then you're kinda just using it as an outlet for all of your asshole-ness

#you shouldnt have assholeness inside you anyways but. if you do you probably grew up thinking its just like. socially normal #instead of idk. trying to get along?? theres no reason you gotta insult ppl esp for things they cant change #it also makes you look lazy in the way u argue #yes yes ik i call ppl dipshits a lot but to me its more of a 'im worried about u/ur wellbeing/ppl around u for u not knowing better' #rather than a: #'hah u idiot loser ur so dumb and im so so much smarter and cooler and faster than you heh' kinda thing that some ppl do 😒😒😒 #ig that can be a bit patronizing but id prefer that over someone whos just an immature full-of-themselves asshole tbh #not tryna say its ok bc ppl dont necessarily know i mean it in that way when i say it but yeah. i dont think im the worst about this ill sa #that much and thats not the reason im posting about it. a looooooot of yall on here are waaaaaaaaay worse about it lmao. #i think we should all try to stop doing it. and that doesnt mean me trying harder than yall if anything yall need to try harder than me #oh and uh me telling you What It Is isnt the same as me insulting you. btw. at worst its patronizing when you Do know better #but otherwise im literally just trying to be helpful. even if it is snappy and said pettily sometimes 💁 #at least i can rest easy knowing i tried being helpful rather than feeling like a self-proclaimed 'morally superior' egotistical jackass #💁💁💁💁💁 #i dont know better! i know what i know and i work off of what i know and help people from where i come from and my own experience #i dont claim to know everything i dont stand on this rock claiming to conquer all that is to be known about it like some of yall do #i dont get on my high horse trying to preach to people abt How They Should Be Or Else They're Irredeemable (And Also I'm Perfect btw) #and if i ever do its for the least serious thing possible and im probably fuckin joking #and ig rn i am kinda doing a 'i do this better than you' thing but again its a #'i do this better than you. you should be able to do it as well as i do too or better. challenge urself to be better' thing rather #than 'haha look at me im so much smarter than you and better than you and more deserving! everybody praise me!!!' thing

[theminecraftbee]

alright, so, one more thing i've been thinking about during all of this, and apologies, because i normally try to keep my blog fairly discourse-free in the grand scheme of things. but.

there are hermitcraft fans who act irritatingly morally superior about this fandom. i think it's out of some impulse to try to distance yourselves from any other mcyt fandom. it needs to stop.

the worst behavior during the polls was from the hermitcraft fans.

period.

there were so many instances of hermitcraft fans accusing the other side of cheating, of hermitcraft fans making attacks on the character of their guy's opponents, i have heard what i HOPE are isolated reports of racism in the grian/quackity fight (it was genuinely impossible to keep up with the blog's notes that round without both going into a death spiral thanks to the horrible behavior of scar fans during techno/scar and also without losing track instantly of where we were due to the frankly insurmountable volume of notes, so i did not see it, but unfortunately i fully believe it). i have seen people receiving awful asks - saw people being accused of 'betraying' the hermitcraft side due to voting for quackity or techno, for example.

and for a fandom that likes to act like it's better than the other guys, well. the dsmp fans were generally very well behaved in comparison. (shoutout, for example, to quackblr - i saw maybe one or two possible instances of bad behavior, but for as intense as you all were, you all were normally mostly just retaliatory towards whatever energy was thrown at you.) it wasn't supposed "outsiders coming in" that was doing this bad behavior, either.

folks, you can't blame the dsmp when the problem is inside the house. you can't blame twitter users when you're doing it here. you can't blame the reddit when you're the ones throwing the first death threats.

get off your high horses. we're all mcyt fans. we're all having the same fun. get off your high horses. you can hardly claim we're entirely all "unproblematic" when keralis accepted a sponsorship from the wizard game and xisuma periodically gets another round of getting shouted down over something he said on xisumasays. get off your high horses. you can't claim we're the accepting, good behavior fandom, unlike those other guys, when you're the ones causing the problems.

now, as always, i'm sure this is a law of large numbers thing to some extent. as technoblade, wise as he is, said: sometimes when you get a large enough group, you're going to have a few serial killers. but for the amount that hermitblr likes to act better than Those Other Minecraft Fandoms, and those Other Fandom Websites, it wasn't those guys that made me cry.

to be clear, the majority of you have been well-behaved. but there's a persistent tendency in this fandom to act strangely morally superior to other fandoms. and, y'all? you aren't.

you just aren't.

and the sooner you acknowledge that, the less likely this is to happen again, because once you admit that yeah, we can be toxic too? that's when you can start actually looking at yourself and trying not to be.

anyway, sorry again to make this post. i don't want to be a downer, hence why, outside of the official mod statements of "chill the fuck out", i didn't make this until now. (it also helps that i wanted to wait until i was no longer furious, upset, and death spiraling.) i have seen a lot of the best of this fandom over the past two weeks! i've just also, unfortunately, seen some of the worst, and feel the need to make this statement because it's just... been eating at me.

i don't want this to continue to be a trend. i think we can do better. do so.

#discourse #hermitcraft #side note. please don't come into my inbox about this i WILL just delete it (even if you're agreeing with me) #i also don't need a 'sorry this happened' so much as a. idk. i'm making this post so maybe people realize that they're doing this at all #and stop doing it #anyway wanna reiterate: 90% of y'all were nice. the problem is everyone likes to pretend the 10% doesn't exist #and i'm just... tired of that. #so here i am! psa over

[joshnekuu]

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#its really disheartening and frustrating when a piece of media you rly enjoy or connect with and were inspired by #reaches a sort of existence online where its popular or well known enough that it starts to become hated #just for the fact that it is so popular and ppl get annoyed with it and it becomes the default to just shit on it #and treat it like its Objectively and Inherently Bad #not like. critiquing its flaws but just hating it for the fact that it’s popular and you dont care about it enough to think it deserves it #and i get it. i do! a lot of the times when i dislike a ship or character its because i don’t ‘get’ the appeal of it #and i gradually become annoyed and start to hate ot just because im exposed to it so often against my will #so im not like. trying to call people out because i know we all do it and its just an unfortunate natural part of the cycle of fandom #but it doesnt change the fact that sometimes its just very saddening :< #and creates yhis feeling in me that like… i cannot share my feelings about this piece of media. or complain about seeing ppl be #negative and mean spirited purely to spite others #cuz like. its one thing to dislike something because you have been overexposed to it #but acting like a neutral piece of media is Objectively bad and that youre morally/mentally superior to others for disliking it #is just. h #like im not special for liking this but youre also not special for disliking it lol #we just have different tastes and neither is objectively Wrong or Right because taste is subjective #pls get off of your high horses and stop being so spitefully dismissive of things just because u think it makes u look cool on tumblr #jk i know that will never happen im just. 😔😔 #venting

[itgirlgyu]

txt when they have explosive diarrhoea! *UNSERIOUS

۫ ִ ﹗🐡 𓏸 txt!ot5 . ⊹ ݁ 🗯  ⋆ WARNING!!! lots of shit talk again as it is still a normal part of life!!   THIS IS A JOKE!!! 𖤛REQUESTED!

CHOI YEONJUN.

too prideful for the diarrhoea pills.

hunched over with his legs cross while holding on to the wall for his dear life.

"It's a way of living."

sure it is yeonjun.

everyone already knows that he's suffering.

everyone can see how much yeonjun is clenching but they'd rather rejoice seeing the man in pain than help so it's like a fun time as he flails like a flag in the wind.

beomgyu purposefully occupies bathrooms so he has to suffer and wiggle and silently cry as he waits for him to come out

with taehyun recording yeonjun's entire ordeal

soobin walking around yeonjun while playing shitting noise on his bluetooth speakers.

it's a group venture at this point to mentally scar yeonjun for life

beomgyu only comes out when huening kai texts him that yeonjun had become blue in the face.

after yeonjun crawls into the bathroom at last

no one can enter that place anymore for like a week

it has been officially declared a biohazard zone.

yeonjun refuses to acknowledge that day.

CHOI SOOBIN.

the first thing after he is done shitting is slamming beomgyu's door open and accusing him of putting something in his take out.

beomgyu—"but i wasn't even there when you ate last!"

refuses to accept that he is suffering because had eaten spicy ramen last night which he hadn't been able to digest.

makes it everyone's problem that his ass is on fire but also refuses to go to the hospital because he is too embarrassed.

doesn't take pills because he thinks it can also heal on its own while huening kai has to help him by dragging him to the bathroom and stay outside for moral support with soobin checking every 4 second to make sure he's actually there

after taehyun forces the medicine down his throat, he's still complaining that the pain hasn't stopped within five seconds.

by the end of the night everyone has dark circles and messy hair from staying awake with soobin

with soobin finally crawling our of the bathroom like

"yes it's stopped coming out!"

while cradling the bump in his head from beomgyu's outburst and a punch

everyone cheered.

and then no one ever talked about that day again.

CHOI BEOMGYU.

brother just casually drops it in the conversation???

like we don't want the health state of your gut health beomgyu.

especially how much ton you think ended up shitting out.

will actively ruin any and every conversation with his near death experience with diarrhea.

"i almost shit my spleen out, that was such a scary event in my life."

meanwhile taehyun weighing the consequences of telling him that he can't shit his spleen out vs hear beomgyu try to argue that his butthole suction is that strong that he can ACTUALLY do it.

while yeonjun has his head out of the window to clear himself off the me talk traumatic flashes when he was at the apartment the day this had happened and he almost had to take beomgyu to the hospital while his dropping shit like a pigeon.

beomgyu has to be shut down manually because one more word and yeonjun would have flung himself down.

KANG TAEHYUN.

this man will DIE shitting before he let's you know that he also had his bouts with diarrhoea.

biggest hypocrite when it comes to shit talk because man wants to be in everyone's business like an overactive enthusiastic activist like there's nothing to be ashamed about YOUR GUT HEALTH! TAKE PROBIOTICS!!!

except when the matter becomes personal.

will not tell anyone that he's shitting thrice in half n hour and his stomache is feeling its being sucked out and his butt is on fire.

hyuka—oh why are you walking like that taehyun?

taehyun—i was twerking.

contrary to his own beliefs, doesn't take any medicines.

has his squabbles with diarrhoea until it gets better on its own

and then when his ass heals, gets back on his high horse

lies that he takes care of his diet so well that he never had diarrhoea ever

HUENING KAI.

okay he might not tell anyone because nobody asks him about it.

even when he's like running across the house until he becomes a blur to get inside the bathroom like his life depends on it

not a squeak from anyone.

sometimes when soobin would be occupying the bathroom, scrolling on his phone while huening scratching onto the door like

he's gonna explode anytime soon

beomgyu walking by like, " oh wow huening are you cosplaying a cat?"

comes out of the bathroom all sweaty with his bangs stuck to his forehead to the dance practice.

and yeonjun is like, "everyone should be as hardworking as huening."

even when his ordeal is all over

doesn't tell anyone how much he was suffering

when taehyun asks him how does he take care of his food intake that well

huening kai breaking the fourth wall and looking the camera like it's the office.

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[coveredinmetaldust]

The discourse around the OceanGate situation is making me really fucking mad. You are getting a lot of posts like this one where people are decrying how inhumane it is for people to meme on the situation instead of grieving for the kind of people would work you to death if it meant a 0.002% stock price increase.

Yup, these fucking losers are equating willfully creating a death trap and killing 5 other people instantly to a car accident.

I don’t even entirely disagree that yes, it is tragic. I’d rather they didn’t die from an implosion caused by their metal death-tube crumpling in on itself because the arrogant shithead CEO decided that all these safety standards other subs adhere to were getting in the way of innovation. Obviously it would have been preferable to find them drifting on the ocean surface a day later shaken but ultimately unharmed.

No, I’m mad about how blatantly lopsidedly this flavor of moral outrage is always applied. You never see these people on Reddit, Twitter, etc crawl out of the woodwork to denounce the people saying “well he was no angel” when a person of color is gunned down by the police. You never see these same multi-paragraph posts decrying how immoral it is to say “play stupid games win stupid prizes” when this shit happens to the poor, disenfranchised, etc.

You don’t see it, because the people currently on their high horse are the same people who would call you a fucking idiot if you were on this submarine.

If the entree fee was $250 and five working class people were killed I can guarantee you'd see these same people joking about Darwin awards instead of saying stuff like this.

But no no, suddenly now is the time to stop victim blaming and start grandstanding while clutching at pearls. Now is the time to get indignant and accuse people not of feeling empathy and being inhumane sociopaths. There are now were entire call-out topics on Reddit where they organized and briggaded anyone who dares to say anything bad about these poor billionaires. Where the FUCK was this outrage during, I dunno, pick any one of the numerous fucking examples of brutality and/or exploitation occurring within the last three years. Oh right, these dopey fucks were too busy wagging their fingers at the victims and telling them to take Personal Responsibility™. Too bad, if only they were born rich—then maybe these paragons of virtue on social media would go to bat for them.

But you know what the worst part of this discourse is? I can’t quite put it into words, but it’s so blatantly fucking obvious to me that all of this is insincere—this is actual virtue signaling. You can just tell by the tone, the regurgitated talking points, the slimy smug indignation. This is false empathy over people they couldn’t care less about and won’t even remember in a week, because the point isn’t to being a compassionate person.

No, this to grandstand and get that dopimine rush by calling people out. This is being done to score points for some political ideology and Own The Libs/Commies/Socialists/[insert any slightly left of center ideology]. This is so the Panglossian shitheels of social media can maintain the status quo and feel superior by stamping out any act of defiance or rebellion.

None of these of these people seemed to care about how disrespectful this kind of disaster tourism is for the victims of the Titanic. (Victims, who, were mostly lower class since the wealthy were the ones who were allowed to escape.) They don’t care that these rich assholes were profiteering off a tragedy and making a spectacle out of visiting a mass grave. No, they save that smug, condescending, and cynical response for the people who call out these rich assholes.

It makes me want to throw my computer into the ocean.

Now, if you are one of these people I’m screaming into the void about, and you genuinely do not understand why people are memeing the situation so hard, you need to take a step back and recognize that this is, objectively, an absurd and cartoonish situation. This could have easily been a plot for an episode of The Simpsons. This whole goddamn situation reads like something thrown together by a room of writers who were trying to out “yes and” one another until one stopped everyone and said: “Woah woah, hold on. The CEO’s wife is a descendant of the Titanic victims? Isn’t that just a little much?” And then everyone else ignored this person and just kept fucking going.

In short: it was the perfect storm of absurdity, coincidence, hubris, tragedy, and stupidity.

But that's just a surface level explanation which ignores the context of the last hundred or so years. Ask yourself: "why are so many people so unsympathetic towards these particular victims?" Well, there are a multitude of reasons that contributed to how we got to this point and this guy does a much better job of explaining it than I ever could:

#oceangate #titanic #the titanic #oceangate submarine #billionaires #oligarchy #reddit

[davidfarland]

Pacing A Story: What’s The Rush?

Pacing a story appropriately will keep readers engaged. Unfortunately, many mistakenly think this means the story needs to be rushed.

I see a lot of trends in today’s literature. Perhaps the biggest one is that every writer seems to be in a rush. Many new writers try to keep the pacing blazing hot. They’ve heard that in today’s world, kids are trained to think in “sound bites,” and anything longer than a television commercial bores them.

As a result, writers try to keep their description stark, the narration nonexistent, and the action heavy. They write rapid-fire dialog.

Unfortunately, their stories become a blur. They never really come alive.

Rushing a Story vs. Pacing a Story

When I talk to the authors about this problem, they’ll always begin to explain by saying, “I was afraid that it would be too slow.” Stop being afraid.

Pacing is important, but it’s not all-important. I love an energetic story as much as anyone, but great writers manage to bring their worlds and characters to life without sacrificing the pacing of the plot.

“Rushing” a story isn’t the same as “pacing” it. Years ago, when people rode horses, they found that they could get the most out of an animal if they “paced” it. They’d walk the horse for a bit, speed it into a canter, then run it, then let it cool down by walking again. Then let it stop and graze and drink, then go through the whole process over and over again. That’s what the word “pacing” means. If you just leap on your mount and run it as fast and as long as you can, you know what happens? The horse dies.

Stories are much the same way. There are scenes that you want to race through, and others that require you to slow down. In fact, there are some scenes that may need to come to a dead stop.

here was a time, say a century ago, when people used to talk about sitting down to “enjoy” a novel, or “relax into” a novel. A story wasn’t necessarily seen as an adrenaline pump.

The Virtues of Slowing a Story

There are a lot of virtues that a slow story can have that a fast story doesn’t. For example, if I want a story to be intellectually complex or morally profound, I may need to spend more time narrating thoughts and internal dialog as my protagonists wrestle with major life-changing questions. Does this slow the story down so that it’s boring? No, it actually engages the reader intellectually, and may carry the reader better than another action scene would.

If your reader is a normal, thinking person, he or she will most likely find such passages to be delicious—the best part of the tale. If your reader is not a normal, thinking person—heck, people like that don’t read anyway. Let’s face it. They’re staring at the television with glassy eyes, or sitting out on street corners and watching others drive by.

Similarly, if you’re writing luscious prose—if your own unique poetic eye informs every description, every phrase—then that can be a huge draw for readers, too. It lets them see their own world in a new, and often exciting, way.

Slow Down and Engross the Reader

There is tremendous power in writing a story that engrosses the reader, a tale that engages the reader intellectually, emotionally, and artistically while at the same time transporting the reader into a fully realized world. If you’re not engrossing the reader, if you’re just racing through the story in an effort to keep them on an adrenaline high, then your tale is like an engine that’s only running on one cylinder. It may chug along, but it’s clunky and inelegant.

So authors who rush through a story, sacrificing clarity, profundity, and grace in an effort to draw readers run a huge risk. Too often their stories come off as feeling artless or vapid.

Slow down. Your job as an author is to pace your story, to make it delicious in a number of ways. If you feel that your description is weak, don’t cut it out or try to gloss over it. Instead, you have to learn to write gorgeous, powerful description.

That’s your job as a writer—to become multifaceted as an entertainer.

Read more at MyStoryDoctor.com

#writing help #writing advice #writing tips #writing tips and tricks

[f0point5]

This may be completely left of field so don't answer this if you don't want to, but I'm pissed off and need to get this off my chest. Im sick of this f1 community and there "activism". Ive gotta give some context to what im going on about, this is regarding f1 fans and their continued belief that they are right and the drivers should be so left winged and hippie esque people.

Firstly regarding lewis and his OG insta story about the Palestine/isreal war, from my view point that wasn't taking sides that was asking for a ceasefire and peace FOR ALL. All these f1 fans and lewis fans think he's some amazing top tier moral belief guy, but he still hangs out and according to them dating some Brazilian model who has and continues to post pro isreal content, supposedly going agaisnt boy/friend lewis' moral beliefs as according to his fans. So if he's so morals based and is stance on his pro Palestine side according again to his fans who'll read anything the way they want for it to be portrayed why is he associated with her? Maybe because he's not as pro Palestine as these people think or maybe he's neutral but knew people would "rely on him" 🙄 to be the "political humanitarian" driver 🙄 nothing wrong with using your platform for the better but stop with God esque stature.

Side bar lewis' friend Shaun White settled a law suit with a alleged victim over sexual harassment claims in 2018... no one talks about that huh? Bit high horse there huh lewis. Friends with a dude who settled a lawsuit and even admitted of doing some of the alleged wrongdoings but talking high and mighty about the Christian Horner situation.

And this leads me to where my real pissed off postion comes from, lando getting ripped to shreds on tikotk for having a Starbucks drink. God forbid. "Starbucks supports a genocide" "boycott starbucks" okay but why in my town are they still packed to the rafters at each location? God forbid the man gets a drink. Honestly. These fucking fans will call out everything becuase they are in the right in everything they believe but not for one minute think about peace or just not bringing politics into everything, I've been told to shut the fuck up when I mention some genuine Antisemitism rooted hatred against lance and told I'm reaching and a Zionist bitch but these fuckers are so quick to call out lando for a fucking drink. Sometimes maybe these drivers just don't give a fuck or maybe they have personal political opinions that don't align with yours so stop thinking your in the right about every God damn thing. Lando can drink whatever the fuck he wants, the teams can have puma as there sponser, it's not that fucking deep. You wanna call out drivers for there comments on the CH issue, call out lewis for being friends with a dude just like that!!!! If you wanna say that's the standard for men than fuck me I'd rather die.

Yeah, all this.

Rip lando and his Starbucks because newsflash maybe the guy is not chronically online and doesn’t know about the Twitter mob boycott…or he just doesn’t care about his two Aussie dollars going against the Twitter mob boycott.

The witch-hunt really does make me laugh. When you realise that morality is arbitrary, it becomes borderline scary how we now encourage shaming and bullying people who don’t agree with the accepted wisdom. It’s so…1600s.

Literally just…you’re right. You’re 100% right.

[ryuksbathsaltedapples]

High honor Arthur Morgan x younger reader

Ch 1 abt 3k words

Cw: older man younger woman, NO ACTUAL SEX yet 😏, eventual smut, FEM READER, shy and awkward reader, Arthur is a flirt 💪, masturbation, and believe that’s it nothing much

Author note: this is like the first BIG fic I’ve ever written💀 so if it’s a bit scratchy let me know! Would love to have feedback on what I can do to make my writing better. On another note I’ve only played about 1/4 of the actual game so far, so if this is not an accurate depiction of high honor Arthur let me know, just Spoiler Free!! But I will adjust his personality to make it as cannon as possible. Oh and suggestions for the next part would be great! Brain frog man, craziness

|Arthur finds a girl who needs help with her dog, little did this girl know he was gonna be like a parasite in her brain!|

Arthur was a tough a man, a man who’s killed, robbed, and hurt. But, he does have some morals and values in life, despite what others might think. He’d lived a hard life, 36 years of living and many of them running with the Van der Linde gang, but he trusted the people, trusted Dutch, and he’d never turn his back on them.

One morning while it was a bit cooler, a cold prickly brisk in the air hitting his face as he rode his horse, he saw a girl. He didn’t think much about it, just some young lady out for a stroll, that was until the young lady started calling for him. “Sir! Please! I-i need some help!” Her voice rang out in a pitch clearly distressed. On a bad day, he wouldn’t have tuned around, on an okay day he’d probably would’ve stopped, but today was a good day. So Arthur thought ‘what the hell’ and turned around riding his horse up to the young lady.

“What’s the problem miss?” He said his deep southern voice ringing out, the calmness in his tone widely different from the thin nature of hers. “M-My dog he’s…Jesus he’s fallen in a hole I can’t get him out…! I promise I’m not lying pleas help me!” Her voice rang thin again, he could see the red teary stains around her eyes, and even though apart of him felt suspicious he decided to believe her (besides if it was a trap, he could make it out unscathed easily). “Okay okay, tell me where the dog’s at?” He stated clearly trying to get the girl to calm down, he watched intently as she wiped her eyes and took some deep breaths. “He’s over there…, I tried pulling him out, but..damnit I can’t! He’s to heavy for me…” defeat and embarrassment rang through her voice as she spoke, clearly upset at her failed attempt. Arthur got off his horse and waved his hand, at this the girl started walking towards her big o’l dog.

“He’s in there…” the girl said quietly. The hole was deep and the dog, well being a dog was digging and running around all in it, clearly not as stressed about the situation as his owner was, Arthur sighed a little, realizing he’s about to have to either get in the hole with the dog or fight to get it out “your pup better be a good o’l companion for this…” he said in a slight exasperated laugh as he slowly crawled into the hole, the lady above not responding to his comment. The hole itself was most likely formed by an old cave in, a failed well hole at the looks of it eroded by time. Once Arthur was fully in the dog immediately ran to him sniffing his shoes and pants, its long tail wagging hard.

“He’s a good dog…! Just a bit…well stupid” she said a slight giggle falling over her voice as she spoke tiredly. Arthur took in the smelly big o’l animal, covered in dirt with a stocky build, a large black lab with a very dumb glint in its eyes “well, let’s see if I can get him out”. Once the dog had calmed down a bit he slowly wrapped his arms around the dogs flappy stomach lifting it up. With Arthur’s height he was able to push the dog up enough for the young lady to grab it, the dog crawling out to freedom; as Arthur himself climbed out of the hole he couldn’t help but smirk a bit at the sounds of her scolding the dog.

“Oh you stupid thing! Making me get all dirty and tired! And then forcing me to have to drag some poor soul to get you out!”. “Oh it ain’t no problem, he’s just testing your love” Arthur chuckled whipping some of the dirt off his jacket and pants. He couldn’t help but notice the slight blush on the young lady’s cheeks as she looked to him, she smiled a little as she spoke “..thank you sir, you’re a good person..w-what’s your name?” Her voice ranged shy, something he did not miss. “Arthur Morgan, and yours missy?” he spoke smiling at her, “it’s Y/N”

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Weeks have gone by since you first met the handsome stranger. You weren’t expecting to think about someone who just helped get your dog out of a hole so much, but here you where in your room combing your hair out thinking about his smile, his hair, and his nice weathered cowboy hats and coat. Your daydreaming about this almost complete stranger was cut short as your mother walked in to your room. “Welp! Break times over sweetie, we need to get back to work” your mother spoke strongly but nicely as she exited your room.

You took a deep breath and stretched your back before getting off of the bed, and going outside to continue doing chores. It was a day like no other, feed the chickens, water the animals, weed the gardens, things you’ve been doing since you came out the womb. But, today instead of your mind drifting to thoughts about reading or going swimming in the evening, your only thoughts were on that mysterious cowboy….his face wouldn’t leave your mind, his shadowy stubble…., his tough eyes…, his hands…long and thick fingers, calloused by many hard days of work and life…you wondered how they would feel…, maybe in you hands , or….on your body. This time instead of the voice of your mother waking you from your thoughts, it was the prick of a rather thorny weed that made you snap back, you felt a bit embarrassed at yourself, how could you be so dizzy over a man you met once? I mean sure he was nice, respectful, tough, and handsome….But that’s not the point! ‘If I’m ever gonna get anything done I need to clear my big o’l head!’ You thought shaking your face and continuing with your chores.

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Sabbath day, you loved it, sure the preacher could get annoying…, and sometimes some of the church members looked at you weird. But, your chores didn’t have to be done today; thoughts raced as the sermon continued, barely paying attention to what the preacher was preaching as you thought what you would do with such a fine Sunday to yourself thoughts about baking, catching up to a book, maybe even begging your parents to let you ride out on your own for a few hours. These thoughts raced and raced, until the next thing you knew you were walking out of church and heading home, but something of surprise came when you got home. Your father, a very gruff man handed you $8 and told you to spend it on what you wanted: well, now you you knew what you were gonna do.

After eating lunch (very quickly might I add) you headed for town, your plan was simple, get some treats, some new pencils or pastels, and maybe check for a new book. You walked into the general store and said hello’s at the owner before looking around, taking in all of the small candies you might get; it was nice, for once being handed money and spending it on something other then necessities, being able to just do something nice for yourself. As you were looking around you heard the door to the shop open, you payed it no mind and kept looking around, trying to think about which sweet was worth the amount of money and what you would have left for other things. Once you picked out the candy you wanted you moved to the small art booking section, filled with the very basics and nothing more.

Looking around you heard a voice “excuse me missy, but I need to grab that” the voice was deep and relaxed, and it caught you off guard as you saw a tough hand pointing to some lead pencils. You turned your head to the man and your eyes immediately widen, the handsome face of the cowboy looking back at you, you couldn’t help but blush immediately feeling very awkward not expecting to ever see that man again. As you stepped over a bit so he could grab the pencils he looked at you again, his serious blue eyes scanning your face, it made you feel a bit nervous “hey…you’re the young lady with the dog!, thought I recognized such a pretty face” he smiled politely at you “y/n right?”. You nodded your head fast as you looked at him, Jesus, marry, and Joseph you could have fainted then and there, maybe it could have been like a romance, him capturing you in his arms…taking you on a romantic ride….kissing all over you… “I-I want to thank you again sir! For getting my dog out, you saved me a lot of trouble mr…Arthur?” You spoke tumbling your words out as you looked at him, standing so close you could really see how large he was, much taller then you, and obviously more muscular.

You felt like a train being derailed almost completely forgetting where you were or what you were doing, that was until he spoke again “well, don’t worry about it, feels good to help young things like you. I remember what it was like at that age, always needing help with something before you get it down” your mind raced as you saw him walking to the counter ending the conversation, you couldn’t just let him end it right here??! So you spoke again following behind him slightly, thinking of the only thing you can do for the man “hey…if you like pies or breads I-I’d like to give you some, I mean as a thanks for helping me, I’ll bake anything you like!” Arthur looked at your for a second taking in the offer, then he spoke cracking his neck as he did “well why not? Haven’t had a good apple pie in.., well a while, besides free food is free food!” He smiled at you as he payed for his things, and oh lord, that smile, maybe you should’ve stayed in church all day with the thoughts swirling in your head. You told him where you lived and to meet you there tomorrow afternoon and he agreed before exiting the store, outside the window you could see him talking to an older gentleman who pointed inside as he spoke to Arthur. Suddenly you felt very embarrassed.

>

You went to sleep early that night unusual for you were known to stay up a bit later to have time to yourself, but the thought of seeing that cowboy tomorrow made you want the day to come sooner. You woke up early that morning and immediately went to go look in the ice box to see if there were any apples left, luckily you found a few and as you were bringing them to the kitchen your mother noticed, and was asking why in the world you were baking now? You stumbled through an explanation about how you were thanking the man who helped you with your dog, your mother eventually backed down but she still seemed a bit upset at the idea of some strange man coming to see her daughter, but she figured it was just a curtsy for him helping you. You baked the pie as fast as you could while also keeping it well, once you were done you hurried outside to catch up on chores you missed while baking.

It felt like hours upon hours of waiting for Arthur to arrive, but eventually around 1pm he did, you saw his horse riding up to your humble estate and you tried to fix yourself as best as you could before greeting him. You walked him inside and your mother walked into the kitchen staring down the man very intently, looking him over and judging his appearance. “Hello Mrs….?” He trailed waiting for your mother to answer “L/N, Mrs L/N. I heard you helped my daughter get our dog unstuck?” She said curtly never taking her eyes off the man “yes, just doing what I can to help. Quite a beautiful estate you have” he spoke warmly trying to defuse the tense air. You stood there quite awkward as your mother interrogated Arthur, but you kept yourself busy as you pulled out a plate for him and yourself and began to prep the pie, “…mom do you want any..?” You spoke quietly looking at your mother who was finally starting to loosen to the cowboy “not right now dear, I’m going to sort the vegetables, I’ll have some after dinner” she said as she left to go drag in a box of recent vegetables grown.

You made Arthur a plate and he sat down at the table taking in the atmosphere of your home, you felt nervous as you put his plate on table before making your own and sitting down. You watched him take a a few bites and a very pleased look spread across his face, “well I haven’t had many, but this is probably one of the best apple pies I’ve had” he said smiling at you clearly making himself comfortable in your home. Your face flushed red and you smiled at him “thank you…I try my best” your voice shy as you ate your own serving. Your mother came back into the house and started sorting and washing the vegetables Yall would keep in the sink; you continued to talk to Arthur, shyly asking about his life, you noticed his answers were rather vague but you didn’t want to push him. From what you could gather he really was just some Cowboy, taking odd jobs and exploring this part of America looking for the next big thing.

After talking causally to him for a while you began to lighten up a bit relaxing some, your mother walked back out of the house and once she was away you were shocked to see Arthur lean over the table a bit staring at you. “You’re quite a sight Miss y/n, always nice to see pretty young ladies like you, especially if they’re making me pies” he chuckled lightheartedly giving you a nice smirk. If you weren’t mistaken you believed you just felt your whole body pulse, suddenly you felt very hot and you could barely make eye contact with the man your whole face covered in blush. “Thank you…” you spoke out quietly voice a squeak as you felt a tingle in your legs. You heard him chuckle at your embarrassed demeanor his face lit up with a dangerous charm. After a few moments your mother came back into the house and shortly after Arthur left thanking you for the hospitality.

>

Later that night you had gotten ready for bed, cleaned yourself off and put on your nightgown. You laid down and warmed up underneath the covers, closing your eyes and getting comfortable, but immediately thoughts about Arthur clouded your brain, the words he spoke to you making you feel hot and sensitive. Images of his face…his hands…, Jesus his hands, his long thick callused fingers, you couldn’t stop thinking about them. And then something even worse came to mind, books your mother would have burned if she caught you reading them flashed in your head, stories of damsels and their knights in shining armor, but it was more than that… You kept thinking about those certain chapters…were the knight would slowly undress the damsel, kiss from the top of their head down to their stomach…going further and further till they reach their cunt, kissing them along their other lips….fondling their chest.

You couldn’t take it anymore, your whole body felt on fire as you kept thinking about such sinful things, so to ease the tension in your body you slowly started fondling yourself, gently pinching your nipples letting out soft quiet moans and mewls, your breast felt soft in your hands and the feeling of your nipples hardening from the touches made you feel wetter. After a bit of teasing your now perky nipples you traced you hands slowly down to your own cunt, slowly rubbing your now very wet slit, trying to keep your moans low as you rubbed your wet clit, your pussy hot and sensitive. You slowly plunged your fingers into your sopping hole pushing them in and out till your legs started to shake and your back started to arch, the wet squelching sounds of your tight pussy echoing across the walls.

One hand using fingers to fuck yourself, the other hand using your fingers to rub your very needy and inflamed clit, you couldn’t help the quiet moans and whines coming out of your mouth, as your fingers kept moving inside you trying to touch those spots that made you cry out. You kept this up for a while, getting more and more worked up, but no matter how much you bucked your hips, no matter how much you rubbed yourself you just couldn’t cum, you would get so close to the edge just for it to slowly dissipate. Eventually your arms started to feel tired and so did you, so with some aggravated whines you tuned over and went to sleep, pussy still wet and needy.

#rdr2 #rdr2 arthur #arthur morgan #x reader #fem reader #arthur morgan rdr2 #rdr2 fic #Arthurmorgan #sexyarthurmorgan #older man younger woman #cowboy #shy reader

[britts-galaxy-brain]

You’re defending a child abuser who attacked a homeless women. Get off your high horse Britt. You’ve lost any right to be morally outraged.

Okay so are you telling me that a 6 year old victim of CSA and parental neglect should just know that behavior is wrong immediately? Are you going to sit there and tell me that children have an inherent knowledge of right and wrong even of they haven't been taught?

Are you really going to fucking tell me that a fully grown adult that continues to abuse and prey on the people around them is the same fucking thing as a CHILD behaving in a way they were TAUGHT and then NOT CONTINUING THE BEHAVIOR WHEN THEY LEARN IT'S WRONG??

Lily learned the behavior was wrong and hurtful and CONTINUES TO DO IT TO THIS DAY AS A 31 YEAR OLD.

Courtney learned the behavior was wrong and hurtful and STOPPED, and went as far as to REMOVE HIMSELF FROM THE LIFE OF THE CHILD HE HURT OUT OF REMORSE.

It doesn't make the behavior okay or excusable, but the context is COURTNEY LEARNED FROM THEIR MISTAKES AND STOPPED DOING IT.

Now on to the next part. Lily, I know for a damn fact this is you now since you're intentionally saying the opposite of what's been said. COURTNEY WAS ATTACKED. THEY WEREN'T THE AGGRESSOR. You have spent the entirety of your godforsaken online "career" enthusiastically encouraging your audience to use violence to defend themselves, regardless of if any physical violence was being perpetuated against them. You've encouraged your fans to "pick up the heaviest object and beat their fucking head in". You've bragged about beating up Courtney. You've bragged about beating up people you claim came to your place. You bragged to me about beating up Tara Callie in prison. But as soon as Courtney gets attacked and defends themselves, you're gonna turn heel and say that's indefensible? Get fucking real, you hypocrite.

Get the fuck out of my inbox.

#lily orchard

[baldy-wan-kenobi]

Okay people, here we go:

Baldy's Book Club

Episode 1: "Into the Storm"

By Taylor Anderson, Book 1 of the Destroyermen series.

Okay, so, on the recommendation of my most esteemed mutual @frogblast-the-ventcore , I have been coerced to read the Destroyermen series, and post my thoughts about them as I do.

So, for part 1, here we go. I'm going to assume those of you reading have read the book, cause if you haven't, you should be going to buy it, right now. I mean it.

First and foremost, this book was written by a ww2 nerd, for ww2 nerds, and by god does it show. Taylor Anderson is a professor of history, and it shines through in every part of the book. From the technical details of the USS Walker, to the shortcomings of the Mk. 14 torpedo, to the attitudes, lives, and habits (both good and bad) of a 1942 Asiatic fleet destroyerman. Speaking of which, call me Dean Kamen, cause that's a perfect segway to talk about

The Characters

To begin with, do not expect a normal person's assessment of these characters. Expect a Normal™ person's view of them.

First: Captain Matthew Reddy. Oh my lord this man. He's an absolute mess, knows it, and yet cannot let that show, because, well he's stranded in an alternate universe with humanoid lemurs and sapient velociraptors. In my head, he's got total divorced dad energy going on, 30-something going on 50 because of stress, greying at the temples but still hot in a DILF kind of way, not overly muscular, and with one hell of a voice. (I'll admit the audio book colored my perception, but it's a fantastic audio book so I don't care.)

Next, Chack-Sab-At, the biggest and most baddass guyfailure to ever live. "Oh, I'm a pacifist" then the very second that an enemy without moral repercussions comes along he's all "I love violence and killing and murder and death and injuring people and blood and biting and cutting and-" like, seriously, dude says he's a pacifist before turning around and becoming Furry Doomguy.

Next, Dennis Silva, he-who-was-told-not-to-fuck-the-monkey-cats-but-did-it-anyway. Moving on,

There's literally more I love about the characters than I want to sit here and type out, so I'm going to cut it short, but Oh My God these characters are A+.

Next, I just want to touch on something these books made me feel. A lot of times, as an USAmerican with an actual brain, I can get bogged down in the fucked-up shit my country has done and feel like I can't celebrate what makes the US cool without making it sound like I'm excusing all the bad stuff, but this book kinda made me stop for a minute and go "man, the US is kinda fucking rad, when you think about it." Because, you know what? It is. Yeah, we've done fucked up shit, but we've also done some pretty awesome stuff. For every My Lai Massacre, there's a moon landing. For every Trail of Tears, there's a Berlin Airlift. Sometimes, it's okay to take a moment and just go "Fuck yeah, guys. Were pretty cool." Because this book really makes you feel that, at least it did to me, but I'll get off my red, white and blue high horse and keep going.

Alright, now we come to the part that I need to get out...

THE BRITISH EAST INDIA COMPANY

Literally everywhere in my life, I am haunted and stalked by the specter of a long-dead megacorporation. In every piece of media, in every topic I research, no matter what, they're there. As the Frogman quoted from me in a meme a while back "I'm being haunted by the ghost of English imperialism". What the fuck? Anyway, if you wanna chat about the book, please do, because I am at terminal levels of Fandom.

Anyway, if you want to read along for the next Baldy's Book Club, we'll be reading Crusade, the next book in the Destroyermen series.

(P.S. Frogman, I know this review isn't very good, but my brain is soup rn so this is whatchu get.

#Baldy's Book Club #destroyermen

[chemdisaster]

this is probably going to be an unpopular opinion, but some of you seriously need to relax and shut the fuck up about rpf.

i've seen an increasing amount of people in the hermitcraft and life series fandoms with "not the real people" in their pinned who seem to act like they're somehow better than those who do create/consume rpf. and you guys seriously need to get off your high horse right the fuck now and realise that when properly tagged and not forced on anyone, rpf hurts no one. and this goes for all art that commonly gets looked down on in this fandom, darkfic and non con and kinkfics and whatever else. if something is fictional, if it's properly tagged, if it's not forced on anyone - it hurts no one because it's fiction. more than that, it's art. you cannot and should not place boundaries on creativity. not only does that kind of thinking have serious real life consequences that i won't go into right now, but even within fandom spaces all you will end up doing is hurting the very people you often claim to want to protect.

most of the time i've seen this kind of attitude, it's been exhibited by younger people. and i would just like to remind you - you know how you can admit to writing fics and not be criticised and shamed for it? you know how fanfiction is a widely spread and common thing now? you know how nowadays you don't need to put an "i don't own x" disclaimer in your fic? yeah, the rpf people helped do that. obviously i can't speak for every community as i am just one person in my own tiny corner of the globe, but part of what helped me come to think of fanfic as something normal and not something i had to hide was getting used to the idea of rpf. it was frerard and those fics where someone gets sold to one direction and the normalisation of the 14 year old girl writing fanfics where she marries her crush and has three kids.

you people seem to view rpf as this big disgusting thing that god forbid anyone thinks i engage in or condone. and it makes me think of how i would write fanfiction about my swimmates and show it to them, and we'd all laugh about it. when i was a kid i would imagine myself being friends with celebrities and create fictional problems for them so i could provide emotional support. i still, on occasion, hyperfixate on real people and imagine myself interacting with them somehow. in fact, most of the time in my own head is spent daydreaming about various made-up situations including people i know or used to know, because that is simply how i deal with the real world, my form of escapism and just something i do to keep my messy brain occupied. what i'm getting at here is that rpf is normal. it's not this big awful sin. there is literally nothing remarkable whatsoever about the idea that someone would see something in real life and be inspired to turn it to art.

you get nothing from throwing other people also part of your community under the bus when there are those who would get rid of you all. you get nothing from being a dick, from spreading shame and disgust and assigning moral weight to things that cause zero harm. your knee-jerk reaction at something that makes you uncomfortable is not the end all be all of what's right and what deserves to exist. so i pray you, get over yourself, stop acting like you're better than everyone else and shut the fuck up about rpf.

#anyway some of my most favourite fics were rpf and one of them has since been deleted #and i have an idea as to why #so cut it out with being a dick to people over what they create. please #hermitcraft #hermitblr #hermitcraft smp #traffic smp #traffic series #life series #trafficblr #and since this could go for any mcyt fandom in general #mcyt #mcytblr #textdisaster

[safe-ship]

Heads up about the safeship creator everyone, they refuse to provide accessibility to screen readers despite being asked to multiple times & is generally ableist. Below are some screenshots + a transcript of a really long paragraph rant went on.

Context: An anon asked her to stop using ! and 0s to censor proship related things. This was her response:

Context: The same anon sends another ask that the OP screenshotted. (I cannot find the post as it seems she either deleted it or Tumblr's search feature is funky)

Their response is copied + pasted below. Content warning for NSFW mentions, sexual harassment (of the anon), and guilt tripping.

Listen dude i do know better you fucking insufferable misinformed prick. I myself need readability accessibility with ny fucking aphasia that is only getting worse. I already know firsthand how little people give a shit about this stuff becuz i need it. I already have difficulty writing legibly okay. And i get a lot of shit over this disability that i dont deserve. I made this fucking tag to help others to the point that i dont even block the few people weve had problems with so that even if i have to sed it at least the tag will work well for others. So if i have to put a 0 and ! In the forbidden word to decrease how much extra stress is gonna be on me from putting it straight up on their dinner plates then im fucking going to. Why dont you get off your high horse and grow the fuck up and stop making fucking assumptions. Cause im doing a hell of a lot more of kindness and effort for accessibility than you are for saying its immoral for someone WHO NEEDS screendreaders and is ashamed about it to choose a fucking single exclammation point over getting the regular bullshit i put up with from people who wanna be pedos x100 so that you can feel good abt yourself becuz u would choose the latter. Whether ur also a screenreader needer or not what you are is a fuvking asshole becuz i literally have two spine surgeries voming up with a huge threat of bevoming a paraplegic or dead before then and i have a shortened lifespan from all my disabilities. I come into this community to cope with how shit my life is and i try to make it better for others no matter if its a little harder on me and i get nothin but disrespect from invasive and presumptuous assholes like u behind anon who dont wanna have a real vonversation with me or actually think abt anyone but yourself and how good it feels to stroke ur moral dick over the dying woman and i have had it up to here!

U guys wanna keep coming in my inbox being assholes to me? No nuance in life im a bitch? So little thanks nothing but pussies on anon talking shit or invading my privacy? Maybe someone the fuck else should try and run this ship then becuz im fed the hell up and abt to deactivate.

And even despite being told twice to provide accessibility, they continues to be inaccessible even excluding shipcourse.

And in regards to more of their ableism, they told someone to "develop a frontal lobe" which is harmful towards those with intellectual disabilities. For context: calicofemme was their old main.

Anyway, do what you will with this information. If anyone wants to add more things to this regarding her behavior, go ahead & I'll reblog it. I made this post to raise awareness of how the creator is harmful and shouldn't even be in this community because of how they go entirely against their motive for making it.

#safeship #safeshipping #self ship #self shipping #negativity

[zeroducks-2]

I keep encountering antis in the wild so far my favorite one has been the one who was frothing over Jaytim shippers. "Just because they're not technically brothers"!

Friend they're not technically nor non-technically brothers. They weren't raised together. They don't have a brother dynamic.

"It's different from DickBabs and TimSteph!" Not really! You're just cherrypicking!

90% of antis use anti rhetoric to justify why their ship is better/more valid than another, not because they really care about things they deem immoral or whatever, and I think a lot of Fandom Discourse tends to miss that by a long shot.

Like more often than not it's just bitches digging for reasons why their OTP is the only ship that can be shipped, therefore if you ship something else You're Wrong and the ship you ship shouldn't even exist. They use arguments on morality and such because they're hard to argue with - lots of folks don't know what to say when they're faced with "don't ship X and Y cause it's harmful and abusive!", "you're hurting victims of SA and grooming by shipping X and Y!" - and what happens is that they get scared out of the ships/topics they like and stop engaging actively with fanworks. Sometimes they rationally or subconsciously realize that it works, so they end up even adopting the same rhetoric as it's really fucking convenient: being on the moral high horse is delicious because people feel like it automatically puts them in the category of the good guys, therefore everyone else is a bad guy and they can harass them and send them death threats, even if it's just about shipping fictional characters.

I've seen this happen in basically every single fandom I've been in since I was 12 (and I am Not Young™), and I've seen the most unexpected people use anti rhetoric while not being antis themselves, or even labeling themselves as proshippers, but they would still use anti arguments to "legitimize" their ship and claim how and why it was better than others in the same fandom. Instead of just... saying that one ship in particular is not for them. Tbh lately I'm only trusting multi-shippers not to pull anti bullshit out of their ass, and this niche of the DC fandom is really a safe haven. But I digress.

One of the things that really pisses me off the most is the rampant homophobia. Going by generic anti logic Jaydick is incest, but Dickbabs isn't. Jaytim is incest, Timsteph isn't. Brudick, Brujay, Brutim are all incestuous ships - except Bruce and Barbara isn't. The het ship is fine would you look at that. Childhood friends to lovers is alright with pop culture as long as it's a man and a woman, because if it's two men they'll immediately scream incest and abuse (lumping them together too, while they're also not the same thing ffs). Because hiding behind anti mentality and purity culture there's the big bad monster of queerphobia, which shows its ugly face the moment you take a peek below the surface.

And since I feel like this isn't being said enough. Dick and Jason ARE NOT BROTHERS. Neither are Dick and Tim, or Dick and Damian, Jason and Damian, Jason and Tim, I could go on. These people are not related, not by blood or legally, not in any way that matters and would make it incest. They're a legacy of characters who wear the same cowl for narrative reasons, and THAT'S IT.

Calling Jaydick "incest" irks me to no freaking end because I LOVE incest ships, I am DOWN BAD for them, and this one ain't it chief. They're not related. They didn't grow up together. They don't share any brotherly bond except a vague "brothers in arms" kinda thing. People decided this at some point in order to have an argument why their plastic prepackaged het ships were better than the Bad Abusive (gay) ones, because they're fucking homophobes, and that is about it.

And that's what I really want to say to all the young, queer antis that parrot the terfs and homophobes that pushed them in that direction. They are taking away a space that is YOURS TOO. They fucking HATE YOU. They hate you because you're queer, gay, bi, pan, ace, trans, nonbinary, a woman, even just a teen. Purity culture and anti mentality is how they keep you under control, tied to their morality leash and making life miserable to every other queer person that refuses to conform and refuses to shut up and to stop enjoying fiction for the harmless, but also valuable thing that it is.

#sorry anon I went on a rant #but thank you for the ask I needed to get this off my chest #my asks #fandom discourse

[sleepydrabbles]

How many of you hate Bakugo because he represents everything inside yourself with the power to destroy that moral superiority you hold over everyone?

I did. I didn’t like Bakugo until I was more honest with myself. Until I realized that my rage against him was also pointed inward.

Funnily enough, Izuku’s arc with Bakugo seems to be less about repairing a friendship and more about coming to peace with himself, loving himself, and choosing to stop lagging behind for Bakugo’s benefit. He doesn’t obsess over Bakugo’s strength the way he used to— and tbh, I don’t obsess over the destructive side of my personality as much either.

I think that’s the lesson, here. Not “forgive your abuser”, not “repair a broken friendship”, but “see that you are one coin with two sides and make peace with that— then you’ll leave the side of yourself you hate behind.”

And that’s my prerogative. People can learn from a story without participating in the main narrative. People can learn lessons from a character who to you is just an echo of times past. Learn to let go of your need to have everyone agree with and accept your interpretation; it’s poison.

This isn’t just “don’t like, don’t read”. This is “accept that you are not all people and all people are not you.” Bakugo triggers you. Bakugo reminds you of a past that hurt you.

Bakugo triggered me. Bakugo reminded me of the small, neglected, tired part of me that wanted to set the world ablaze and scream until people remembered I existed. Bakugo is loud. Bakugo swears at people who don’t deserve it. Bakugo jumps into battle guns-blazing and, if the stuff I’ve seen on trauma symptoms holds true, is a walking example of ptsd red flags. He’s everything I’ve fought not to be since I realized at 16 the direction my life was headed. I hated him.

I wanted to be him.

In a sense, Izuku and I fought the same battles as he and Bakugo clashed again and again. That tension between the desire to help people and the desire to destroy, to come out on top, to always be the best because that was where the validation was coming from— I knew that. That same fight was going on in my own psyche.

Then the fight after Bakugo’s kidnapping, like a slap in the face. The idea that both my destructive and creative sides could present something of value to the world? Unreal. Too much. Watching Bakugo and Izuku settle into this unsteady peace where they at least seemed to respect each others’ power and viewpoint was… holy shit it was groundbreaking.

After that, it was easier to laugh at my own destructive urges instead of shoving them down, fighting them, ignoring them. Because they’re impossible to ignore. Because they’re always going to be there. I can’t shut out the child and teenager who were locked into this disgusting play of better and best— instead, like Izuku, I can huff out an exasperated “kacchan!” And move on with my life.

Because eventually even Bakugo decided Izuku’s way was better. Because as much as Bakugo is morally imperfect, even reprehensible, he’s relatable. Because Bakugo Katsuki is not just a bully, he’s a fucking human being, and if you can’t see that past your trauma that’s not my fault.

Do what you have to do. Say what you have to say. But get the fuck off your high horse and put your feet in the mud like the rest of us before you criticize us for being soiled.

#I’m so fucking tired #bakugo critical #bakugo #bakugo mha #mha bakugou #izuku mha #mha izuku #bakudeku #multiple interpretations can exist without holding moral superiority #multiple interpretations always exist #that’s the core of critical media literacy #we can recognize an imperfect situation #without condemning the characters for remaining in it #let go of moral superiority complexes already #attitudes like yours caused the crusades #this isn’t get over it #this is recognize your biases #this is recognize your viewpoint #this is recognize that you are an imperfect human being who doesn’t know everything #take a step back and fucking BREATHE #I know it’s not easy #it took me five years to get here #but do yourself the favor of disengaging #you deserve the peace of mind that comes from not giving a fuck

[shining-star-system]

Alters are still people within the end of the day. You’re hurting another person with harsh words. It’s not nice to demonize someone else when they could be helping with something. Don’t interact over trying to white knight. You don’t know what someone has or hasn’t went through so stop bloody judging.

For example, we have a few alters that are so far below a good example of morality, but they’re helping us with certain things that we’ve dealt with. Does that mean you get to demonize someone for that? Absolutely not. It isn’t the alters fault that they’re helping cope with something that happened.

This also isnt sayin “demonize the abuser/alter,” it’s saying to just get off your high horse of trying to say “you’re going against my morals for doing what you did in source/because it happened to you!”

Let me retype this for those that might miss it.

“You’re going against my morals for something that happened to you.” Something that a child couldn’t control and fell victim to is being told “that goes against my morals and {insert alter} is a prime example of why!” You’d rather blame the alter rather than the abuser.

I have never seen someone put the trauma that someone is dealing with on the abuser in a system community yet. I have seen so many people blame the alter.

It doesn’t make sense, guys. At all. Pointing fingers doesn’t matter and you’re not even pointing right. If you cannot treat people as a fucking person at the end of the day, what are you doing?

(Posting this because my BEST FRIEND is being demonized just because of a source connection to help themselves through something. He has not fuckin once been any type of weird to me, he’s been filled with anxiety because he feels he can’t belong somewhere when it’s A TRAUMA DISORDER THAT HAS DISGUSTING THINGS HAPPEN WITH IT.

Stop being feral ghouls. Go outside and breathe for a few minutes and learn respect. If I see any of some type of person anywhere on this blog saying “oh but yada yada” and demonizing another human being, I’m gonna fuckin block ya. I’m not having any of that here because this is going to be safe place for anyone.

If you can’t respect someone else, you sure as hell don’t have mine and apologizing doesn’t do shit here.)

#did #dissociative identity disorder #did system #did osdd #plurality #osddid #endos dni #dni endos #tw rant #rant post #sick and tired of this shit #if you can’t respect someone else why must you want it too #I strongly believe in giving EVERYONE a chance or two

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Why do people who enjoy spam liking always act so high and mighty about it ‘well I like it when someone likes all 200 of my posts bc it means they love and cherish my creations, I’m sorry you’re a cold hearted grinch and don’t have any appreciation for the common people who love your work, maybe if you stopped being such a snob 🙄’ ok bitch good for you?? I just like reading people’s comments/tags on my art and having a lot of individual like notifications clogs it up so it gets a little annoying that’s all. If spam liking makes you feel good that’s great I’m happy for you but it’s just a matter of personal preference it doesn’t make either of us morally superior lol get off your high horse

#.txt #I’m sorry I’m really not trying to be mean but 100 likes on individual posts don’t really do anything for me #like. thanks I guess? idk it’s just one more number #also usually it’s like. 100 likes in 1 minute. like you’re doing it just because not even taking a second to look at the actual post #this is one thing twitter does better bc it’ll just say [person] liked x amount of your posts #I’m not mad at anyone who spam likes my posts btw it’s just mild annoyance at most #like keep doing it if you want idc #I just hate people who try to make you feel bad for not crying and throwing up with joy when someone likes 50 of your posts #or people get mad when someone asks to not spam like?? ‘well then it’s a loss for both of us 😤’ #hate to break it to you but you’re not that special lol that person isn’t gonna care that they lost a potential like from you #I’m not saying this to be mean you’re just a stranger on the internet they don’t know you don’t be weird #is it so hard to respect people’s boundaries without pissing your pants goddamn