#especially when things aren’t organized as well as I’d like them to be

[tokoumaru]

★ liyue boys' voicelines about you!

feat.childe, zhongli, xiao tags. headcanons, fluff, gender neutral reader, established relationships (for childe and zhongli) word count. 1.9k tw. mentions of fights on childe's part and light injuries on xiao's part.

synopsis. genshin impact boys and their in-game voicelines about you!

voicelines series. part 1: liyue, part 2: mondstat, part 3: inazuma, part 4: sumeru

childe/tartaglia

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

(Y/N)? You mean my assistant? Are they finishing up the paperwork I assigned them? Tell me comrade, what might they be doing on this fine day? It's been such a long time since I've last seen them! What do you mean you saw us together by the harbor just last night? Well, aren't you quite keen... To tell you the truth, they're one of my most formidable opponents. They're quite adept at the bow- not as adept as me of course. As for why we spend so much time together... heh, they just so happen to be a close ally of mine.

More About Tartaglia: Closest Companion (Friendship Lv. 5)

There isn't many you can trust while working in an organization like the Fatui, *sigh* especially when most your coworkers are cunning Harbingers. Aside from being my assistant, (Y/N) is one of the only few people I can trust wholeheartedly. They've accompanied me throughout the many battles I've fought, and though they might not be as great of a warrior as me- a given, they're quite the entertaining sparring buddy... when they start getting serious, I can't help but feel a few tingles crawl my back when I see their malicious eyes directed at me.

More About Tartaglia: Childhood Friends (Friendship Lv. 6)

Morepesok was just a small village, everyone knew of each other and their grandparents... (Y/N) had been my only friend back then, before and after I ventured deep into the abyss. Teucer, Tonia, and Anthon just love them! Though, I have to admit I do get a bit jealous of my siblings when they steal their attention for quite awhile. Aside from my family, they may be the only good memories I have of that seaside town. Every spontaneous battle I win, every rash decision I make, they're somehow always there to make things better... the taste of victory could never feel better without them by my side. I'm truly thankful that they've stuck by me for so long... I'll protect them no matter what.

About You: Lovers (Friendship Lv. 10)

(Y/N)... my lover? You could tell from the sound of my voice when I was talking about them? Hah, was I too obvious? Well, It wasn't like I was trying to hide it from you, comrade. It's true, we've been lovers for quite awhile now, and I wouldn't have it any other way! They're quite the sweetheart, I'm sure I've told you about how they accompanied me throughout my entire life. Hmm... You don't get how they could stay with someone like me for so long? What exactly do you mean by that, comrade? Simply put, it's because they love me and I love them of course! And if they do happen to think of leaving… well, as if I'd let that happen. Comrade, one day I will conquer the world, and you'll see my dearest (Y/N) right beside me. If it just so happens that they aren't there to see it... I'll make it so that there won't be any world, person, or god left for anyone to conquer, and not even you can stop me.

zhongli/morax

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

There is a small flower shop of the highest quality residing in the outskirts of Liyue Harbor, there lies a quiet but passionate vendor that goes by the name (Y/N). Ever since I had surrendered my duties as the Geo Archon, they have helped me acclimatize to 'mortal' life greatly. Though I may have overseen Liyue's growth to prosperity from the very beginning, there are still some mortal nuances that are lost on a being as old as I am. I truly appreciate their presence and ever-lasting kindness for a newcomer such as I.

More About Zhongli: Favorite Places (Friendship Lv. 5)

I often spend my days at Wangsheng Funeral Parlour, working there as a Consultant for those departed. Although, in rare moments in which I am freed from my duties, you may also find me at Third-Round Knockout or Xinyue Kiosk enjoying a few Liyuen delicacies. Hmm? (Y/N)? The flower shop right next to Wanmin Restaurant? Ah, yes... perhaps I do spend a generous amount of my time there… Just how exactly do I spend so much hours in such a quaint flower shop, you ask? Well, there is only one possible thing one can do in a such a shop— that is to purchase flowers of the most beautiful kind. For who? ...It seems you're quite the curious individual, my friend.

More About Zhongli: The Past and the Future (Friendship Lv. 6)

Although I've resigned myself to 'mortal' life, the memories of acting as Liyue's longstanding Archon are ones that I can never bring myself to leave in dust. There is a flower shop on the outskirts of Liyue Harbour, I am sure you have seen me frequent the quiet place beforehand... May it be Violet grass, Qingxins, Silk flowers, or even rarities such as Glaze lilies, you may find it there. For someone who has lived as long as I have, each object- each flower- has become a reminder of times long ago. Whenever I visit the serenic shop, I cannot help but halt and reminisce about friends whose memories, both pleasant and unpleasant, only live in the flowers they used to love... Deciding to live as 'Zhongli', even if the task may pose to be quite difficult, I have promised to put these matters behind me, such as my contract dictates... Though, looking up from the nostalgic flowers to see (Y/N)'s auspicious smile never fails to remind me that, perhaps, there may still be more to discover for someone such as I, who has possibly witnessed everything there could be.

About You: Lovers (Friendship Lv. 10)

As the longstanding 'God of Contracts', there are many contracts that hold great importance to me. Though, in the centuries I've lived up until now, there is one that reigns above all. The contract with my dearest (Y/N) is one that I hold most close to my heart. What sort of contract, you ask? It is one where only the closest of partners can enact, in mortal terms you may call it 'matrimony'. For someone who has lived through a millennium, I was quite hesitant to proceed with this sort of contract, after all, it was a contract that requires one to dedicate a life's worth of time. However, once I saw (Y/N)'s optimistic eyes at the slightest mention, perhaps I already knew of their answer. Since then, there has not been even the slightest feeling of regret at my decision to dedicate my mortal life to them. Each moment I spend with my dearest is one I will treasure greatly. They listen to each of my long tangents about the history of Liyue with ease... It would provide great relief if I were to spend my last moments in this world by their side.

xiao/alatus

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

(Y/N)... It's hard not to know of a persistent mortal with such great tenacity. Unlike other mortals, they seem to lack a sense of danger and most especially, a sense of boundaries. Hmph... their irritating gesture of offering me a plate of Almond Tofu every night is not necessary for a Yaksha such as I, who does not need sustenance to live. They truly have no respect for the ways of the Adepti...

More About Xiao: The Ways of the Yaksha (Friendship Lv. 5)

As the last remaining Yaksha, it is my duty to conquer the demonic spirits that plague the outskirts of Liyue. This responsibility is one that I have been assigned to from the moment I had been saved by Rex Lapis. Though I've dealt with the subject of death for centuries, the karmic debt it brings me only weighs heavier on my shoulders... Yet, that tenacious mortal... (Y/N)... why is it that the weight of my debt disappears in the uncommon moments I speak to them? Tch... it doesn't matter. The karmic debt I’ve accumulated is my burden to carry. A mere mortal could never alleviate nor withstand it... especially not a fragile one such as (Y/N).

More About Xiao: Human Emotions (Friendship Lv. 6)

I'm far from human. I can't make much of human emotions... why does that mortal- (Y/N), go such great lengths to form a bond with me? I do not understand why they persistently come back to Wangshu Inn after I've deliberately ignored their advances... There was one night where their absence caused me a great amount of trouble. At the balcony of Wangshu Inn, the table in which they had often offered me their Almond Tofu was empty. At the same time, I had sensed a great deal of demonic energy at the mountains of Qingyun Peak. Tch... That fragile mortal was caught up in a losing fight between two Mitachurls. How could they be so stupid. I was about to leave once I had ascertained their safety, yet with such audacity did they grip my wrist just to simply give me a single Qingxin flower. How childish. The gesture was completely unnecessary, it was only burdensome. I cannot save them from danger each time they decide to offer me a measly item. This flower tied to my belt? Hmph. I... forget it.

More About Xiao: Human Emotions II (Friendship Lv.7)

(Y/N)... Why does their presence stir such a storm within me. Yakshas have no need for trifling pests such as emotion. I can't fathom why I… greatly desire their company. Hmph, I have no time for such distractions when the perpetual battle I face continues on... Yet, why does the weight on my shoulders only grow heavier when I continue to ignore their presence? Traveler, as you are the closest to mortals, tell me, what must one do to get rid of this burdensome feeling… I can't? What do you mean, I can't? You mean to tell me... the only way to rid of this emotion is to face (Y/N)? Tch. Impossible. A Yaksha who is burdened by a great weight of karmic debt could never sit next to a fragile mortal such as themselves. It is my duty to protect the citizens of Liyue, not bring death upon them caused by my karmic debt. Me? Worried? Ha. Do not judge adepti by your mortal ideals. I am only doing my duty as a protector of Liyue.

About You: Lovers/Companions (Friendship Lv.10)

The mortal concept of emotions- especially love, is something foreign to a Yaksha such as I, who has only known death. The night in which I asked you what I was feeling for (Y/N), Morax- or as he now goes by- Zhongli, had travelled to Wangshu Inn. He had come by just to inform me of his 'matrimony' with a mortal... it had stirred such confusion within me to see such a soft look on his face. Tell me, was that what I looked like when I spoke of (Y/N)? Before he left, Morax told me that it wouldn't hurt to indulge in mortal desires now that Liyue was capable of standing on its own... Although I am an inhumane Yaksha, the feelings that arose whenever I saw (Y/N) were too intense to dismiss... When they asked me to be their 'lover', there was nothing else I could do but agree. Do I regret it? Hmph. Adepti such as myself don't feel emotions akin to regret... perhaps they may feel emotions such as love, unfortunately.

a/n. tbh this was so hard to write... HELP it was very hard to try and make these voicelines actually sound like them! i had to actually use my brain for once... I TRULY APOLOGIZE IF IT WAS OOC (heavy on xiao)! HELP i think its obvious that xiaos my favourite... but it was also because I didn't know how to make him have a loverasdhjsds. also whenever I typed in the phrase about you I couldnt help but start singing the 1975's about you hehe

#✧.* genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #childe #childe x reader #childe imagines #childe fluff #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli imagines #zhongli fluff #xiao #xiao x reader #xiao imagines #xiao fluff

[bee-saucee]

Hello, again~!

I've been doing all I can to not bombard you since last time, so now here I am. I love seeing men and people in general being able to show their ability to cook and nourish their loved ones through food. What does that look like for Shinso and Denki? Are they adventurous in their cooking? What kinds of dishes and foods are always in the fridge? Snacking? Who cooks the most? And when is a time that they would eat food outside the house? Anyhoo, hope you're doing well this first month of the year. And go bonkers sksk wherever your thought train takes you. ^-^

summary: ShinKami’s habits with eating, snacking, and cooking!

word count: 496

warnings: eating/food centered content

a/n: Hello again, friend! I’ll start with the important thing: This request is split up into three separate ones. I have a headcanons (this post), a short oneshot, and a longer oneshot. They have different vibes so I didn’t want anyone to not be able to read something or be put off because of one of these pieces. I’ll link the other posts at the end of this piece as well!

Anyway, I am so sorry I’m getting this back to you so late. I started my new semester at University when you sent this so I’ve been reeling trying to get back into the swing of things. That being said, I wanted to try and write something substantial for you to make up for the long wait. I’m also taking two writing courses the semester for fun so hopefully you see a bit of improvement here!

Hope you’re doing well. Thank you so so much for the request. I’d love to write something for you again.

I think that ShinKami has a lot of fun in the kitchen! When they met, they weren’t the savviest in the kitchen. They’re the type to know how to make maybe 3 dishes well but when they got together they decided to start on the journey of learning how to cook together! Cooking along with YouTube videos every night is a time that brings them together and they love cooking a homemade meal for date night

Even before learning how to cook for one another, Shinsou grew up on homemade soup when you’re sick so he always always makes Denki some chicken noodle soup when he’s sick and it never fails to make Denki cry a bit and get even snottier from the tears

Denki knows he’s not the best chef but he likes baking because the steps and measurements are a lot more clearly defined so he has an easier time with it. For just about every holiday, Denki will make some cookies for his loved ones. They come out lopsided and aren’t fully cooked a lot of the time but it's the thought that counts for these and he’s gotten better over the years.

From watching so much food content on YouTube to learn how to cook they have become hardcore sauce people

Shinsou is by far the more organized between the two of them so he keeps everything in the fridge in Pyrex tupperware they got as a housewarming gift from Aizawa. He also writes the date they made the food on masking tape he slaps on the tupperware because the thought of eating expired food makes his toes curl

They are busy pro heroes so while they like fresh food (especially Shinsou, see previous bullet point), they tend to keep rice ready to go for each night and they usually have pasta sometime during the week because they can never finish it (Denki swears you have to use the entire box of pasta each time. He’s working on scaling it back)

For snacks, I think that they always have peanut butter pretzels and apples in the house but they also love going to the store and trying out new snacks, especially those chips with with odd combos

They really do try to cook together but Shinsou will wind up picking up cooking by himself a bit more than Denki does because he tends to forget about things or tag along for hangouts last minute while Shinsou is a homebody

Shinkami also LOVES eating out! Of course for celebrations but they also love going out to a restaurant for date nights to slow down and get a chance to just talk. They’ll also stop at hole-in-the-wall type places near their work at the end of the day when they don’t have the energy to cook. They’re not super big takeout people because they hate the delivery fees but they will get it occasionally!

Lots of eating batter off the spoon when they bake

Check out the other posts based on this request: short oneshot | longer oneshot

or see my masterlist for more!

#shinkami #kamishin #denki kaminari #hitoshi shinsou #mha #bnha #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #bnha fanfic #mha fanfic #my hero acadamia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia fanfiction #boku no hero academia fanfiction #eating disorder content #food tw #food content #food #eating tw #eating content #eating #eating disorder tw

[1moremilgram-enjoyer]

Hey, I’ll send in a Milgram related ask too! To drum up some Shidou intrigue, what do you think about the theory that Shidou decided to steal organs from his kid to give to his wife?

If you aren’t aware, it mostly stems from the scene at 1:48 of Triage when he hands his son one of the fruit tags. The idea would be that if both the kid and the wife were in a vegetative state, Shidou decided it was worth it to kill his kid for sure in order to have a higher chance of saving his wife (matching genetic structures and all that).

Given that I’m not even certain it’s scientifically possible, I’m on the fence, but I’d love to hear if you had any input on it!

(Damn, this blog really is 90% asks huh. Well I do enjoy answering them so)

Hey! It's an interesting idea, especially considering the guy is paired with Mahiru, but I'm not sure it works all that well. I'l give my reasoning for that conclusion and then I accidentally made a theory about what the scientific purposes of Shidou's work were oops.

CW: Murder, organ harvesting, human experimentation.

For one, it really seems like Shidou loved all his family, not just his lover.

(T1) Q3: Is there anything you treasure?

S: Family.

Family, not romantic love.

(T2) Q10: Do you like children?

S: Of course.

This one's a bit vaguer, but still.

But the main thing which makes this theory extremely unlikely in my eyes is this:

(T1) Q14: If you could bring someone back to life, who would you choose?

S: I can't choose anyone.

Since we know there are people he'd like to bring back, the idea that Shidou can't choose who to bring back to life implies he has multiple people he would want to save from death. The issue there is that taking organs from his child/children would very directly mean he chose his wife over him/them, which is inconsistent with this answer, and his general attitude towards everyone in his family.

If you want my interpretation of that scene, well, let's look at the line said as Shidou hands his kid the tag.

Those cards of promise I discarded They were retribution for my incessant taking

Note that "cards of promise" might refer to the death tags. The "promise" would be that Shidou keeps the braindead people alive, and he discarded the cards because he killed a bunch of people without worrying too much about it. But now he's getting the "cards of promise" as retribution, because his own family has met a similar fate to the one of the people he killed. The first line makes it a bit more clear.

Those cards of promise I discarded Were they retribution for my incessant taking In that case, I should have been the one That’s the correct answer, but then why

So he feels he should have been the one to die.

That does sorta make it sound like, by giving his kid the "card of promise", he's killing the child, but I actually think it's the other way around. Note that the card first falls from the air, then Shidou hands it to the kid, sorta implying it's someone elses. If you look at Throw Down, the death tag of his wife seems to come directly from her, it doesn't just fall from the air.

(And yes, that is his wife. Even beyond what the flower figure looks like, the death tag has XY crossed out while XX is left alone. Since all death tags have both sets, it can be assumed the corpse at the end of Throw Down is meant to be a woman by sex because chromosomes)

Thus, I think what this scene might be trying to show is that Shidou wasn't taking organs just for his wife, but for his children too.

Or maybe child.

This is the obligatory part of my posts where I go insane. The kid is still alive and standing in the scene, so what this could imply is that Shidou began killing for this child before the pressumed accident.

This is where I bring in the fact that Shidou claimed in his 2nd VD that he also took organs for scientific purposes, and from his Voice Reveal jumbled quote, it seems to have happened before shit went down.

Shidou: [Cackling] Not dead... Yeah, she's definitely not dead... I finally understand the value of what I've been robbing people of...

So he's been robbing people of their braindead family members before his wife became braindead herself.

So, here's what I think. Shidou's child, the one from this scene, had some sort of illness of some kind, and Shidou began experimenting with organ harvesting to see if he could cure it. Don't ask me what the hell he was actually planning to do, but that's the idea. The whole science side of this storyline feels to me like it isn't meant to be 100% accurate to reality, but that's just my opinion.

This could also explain why his Voice Reveal thingy only mentions a she (or a name of three letters I guess, seeing as it's all blacked out, but you know), and why we only see her in Throw Down, without having him kill the child to explain the Triage scene in question. It's possible both his children died instantly in whatever accident they got into, but his wife survived in a vegetative state. And in that moment, Shidou began trying to use what he learnt from his experimentation to save her by harvesting more organs.

I think this works decently enough, even if like you said, the actual science is questionable at best. I mean, it clearly didn't work, so.

Is this something? I feel I'd be more confident if I could scan the damn QR code in the death tag of that scene, but I assume it just takes you to the Judge page like the ones from Backdraft.

Anyways, hope that answered your question! Take care!

#milgram #milgram project #milgram theory #shidou kirisaki #triage mv #throw down mv

[regallibellbright]

I’m pretty sure this is two metas stapled together under the umbrella of character parallels:

@paxesoterica replied: Poke

Okay so. G-Witch’s first episode homages Revolutionary Girl Utena’s, and Ichiro Okouchi, the writer of the show, also wrote the novelizations for Utena. If anyone reading this didn’t know these facts, now you do! This led to some pretty obvious parallels being drawn, especially with the characters who feature heavily in episode 1:

In the first episode of Utena, our protagonist Utena Tenjou challenges Kyouichi Saionji to a duel because he’s an ass, and becomes the fiance of the Rose Bride, Anthy Himemiya.

In the first episode of G-Witch, our protagonist Suletta Mercury challenges Guel Jeturk to a duel because he’s an ass, and in so doing becomes the Holder, the fiance of Miorine Rembran.

Meanwhile, G-Witch establishes the rest of the Dueling Committee, an organization that serves the same general purpose as the Student Council (who were all duelists) in Utena. The roles here aren’t exact - it seems increasingly unlikely Secelia and Rouji are going to duel themselves at this rate - but you can pretty well map Suletta-Utena, Miorine-Anthy, Guel-Saionji. Additionally, it’s not hard to compare Shaddiq Zenelli, who takes a leading observer role as a member of the Dueling Committee in that first episode, to Touga Kiryuu, the Student Council President.

I’d also argue that Elan 4 is sort of a combination Nanami and Juri, but that’s a stretch, and that’s the point, because even early on we see these characters aren’t just “Utena but in Gundam”. Miorine actively and openly resents her father for setting up this whole system, for one thing, where Anthy never truly considers breaking the cycle of duels until the finale. There’s also a huge thematic difference in how the two series treat adults, with adults and especially parents all but absent in Utena save Akio (who wouldn’t get away with any of this shit if there were an adult who wasn’t kissing his ass around,) and omnipresent in G-Witch. Which is mostly relevant here to Shaddiq. Under the cut, I talk about both!

So the thing I keep rotating in my mind with Shaddiq is the idea that he’s taking that “lead antagonist among the teen characters” role the same way Touga is, even into the second half. We’re all expecting Prospera or Quiet Zero to be the final threat, Shaddiq’s not going to displace her unless he tries to bring all of humanity beyond the data storm. He just can’t top that. But where Touga was the runner-up antagonist because he was imitating Akio, still largely trying to win within the dueling system, Shaddiq’s the runner-up because he was never really plotting in the bounds of the duels. He wanted Gund-arm and Miorine, but I think it’s become clear his plans were conceived well before another Gundam appeared and they could be granted legitimacy. As such, he doesn’t actually need them, they just would’ve been nice. At the end, Touga wanted to usurp princeliness for himself and princessdom for Utena, to take her away from Akio and whatever was coming next. Shaddiq wants to restructure the Benerit Group via good old-fashioned violent corporate coups. Like, say, Vim Jeturk. In a way, they’re both copying a model of adulthood, but Shaddiq’s managing to do it OVER his own father’s head where Touga was never actually out of Akio’s pocket. There’s just enough there you can still see the parallels if you squint. And then there’s Guel.

Okay, we’re all joking about what an unending parade of suffering Guel’s life has become. To call him the Saionji by this point SEVERELY UNDERSELLS what he’s been through, because when Saionji was shown the brutal reality underneath all the glamor of the duels, it was a solely existential blow. But I do think they have similar arcs, roughly.

Both Saionji and Guel get their asses handed to them by the newcomer.

Both Saionji and Guel duel her again, trying to repair their own egos, and lose.

With both Saionji and Guel, it quickly becomes apparent that what they really want isn’t the girl, it’s legitimacy and approval from someone who will never give it to them (Guel and his father, Saionji and Touga,) and genuine human affection.

Both Saionji and Guel get thrown out of school. And both Saionji and Guel get a taste of the thematic beating heart of the show underneath the duels. Saionji realizes in episode 10 - of 39 - that the castle’s an illusion, and is the one to say that “we’re all still in our coffins” before Anthy brings the idea up again in the finale. Guel gets taken hostage and kills his father. And then he gets taken hostage again, and sees Earth combat at its most brutal, contrasting the flashier Gundam vs Gundam fighting that’s been most of what Suletta’s seen and done. (Even Suletta’s extremely bloody slapdown was still more over-the-top than what we see in Episode 15.)

Saionji knows this whole thing’s a sham, but when he gets the chance to be part of it all again, he takes it. Touga sucks him back into it all because he still wants to be equal again, even as Saionji knows he shouldn’t want to win.

Guel has had a drastically more traumatic time. But still, he’s trying to get back to Lauda and what’s left of his father, still searching for something he’s never going to get. This might be the point where he finally breaks the parallel, later than every other character (as I said, Shaddiq has hopscotched over the adult in his life where Touga can’t. Miorine has seized agency for herself every step of the way, where Anthy takes so long in reclaiming hers. It is impossible to talk about Suletta’s arc without talking about Prospera, where the first thing we ever learn about Utena is “she was very sad, because her mother and father had died.”) And there’s a half-formed idea there about how Guel’s “I haven’t moved forward since Suletta Mercury” kind of reflects that - Saionji never recovers from encountering Utena, either - but this is already a couple metas stapled together. And maybe he won’t diverge, maybe he’ll stay the Saionji ‘til the end, still realizing the horrors of war but trying to get the hell away from that reality.

Either way Guel seems very likely to continue having a terrible time. Poor bastard’s the cosmic chew toy of a Gundam show.

#g-witch #g witch #gundam witch from mercury #revolutionary girl utena #kyouichi saionji #guel jeturk #shaddiq zenelli #touga kiryuu #one of the notable ways guel is NOT like saionji: shaddiq does not matter to his character arc at all #and really this has more to do with their narrative roles than the ways they're similar as individual characters but #there's something there #discussion of violence

[purlty23]

hi!

i saw your post asking about perceptions of satan-

i was baptized and raised roman catholic but i knew from the get go that never felt right to me. the fear aspect of it all and the idea of “god’s plan” never sat right. over a decade later i’ve come to realize that i don’t resonate with any sort of organized religion

as of now i consider myself a witch, though i don’t follow or worship any specific deities. i don’t really believe in deities, they’re more representations of energy. when i practice (and because of my aversion to anything resembling organized religion i practice alone) i call on the cardinal directions and the elements rather than any gods, with the exception of hecate but she’s more of a guiding energy than a god in my head. as for satan, that’s where things are a little different- i do believe in demons/demonic beings but i wouldn’t say i necessarily believe in satan as a deity. i like the ideology in satanism, what little i’ve interacted with, especially the atheistic side of it. so i suppose i believe in devils but not “the devil”, although the symbology of having a devil is interesting. personally i feel most drawn to baphomet, who is not related to satan in my understanding/beliefs though often conflated (i know the church of satan or satanic temple adopted the baphomet as an idol/visual), because i prefer the idea of balance- of good and evil, light and dark, the duality and wholeness of baphomet is appealing

I feel like that makes a lot of sense, that way of believing in ‘devils’ rather than ‘The Devil’. There’s been so many different ideas, interpretations and lore surrounding demons and spirits, from the Greek underworld to modern Ghost Hunters. Now that major religions aren’t as… punishing when people don’t follow their dogma, it opens a lot of different beliefs that don’t align with traditional ideas of what demons are. Technically speaking, Satan has existed as a concept of evil since before the popularity of the story of the fall of Lucifer. Christianity co-opted the name Satan and now they’re used interchangeably. The language and ideas change throughout history!

The mention of cardinal directions really peaked my interest. Back in high school and university I had a very vested interest in Canadian Native American beliefs. I’m from Treaty 6 territory, my family used to live very close to Head Smashed In Buffalo Jump. It’s something that’s always been really important to me and I think it’s important for anyone in a colonized area to learn these things. I mention it because a lot of their beliefs held the cardinal directions, and seasons sacred. They used them as tools to understand the phases of life and what it means to live on the earth (super, SUPER simple explanation, I’d recommend looking into it if you’re interested.)

As someone who also practices alone, I feel for your emotions regarding organized religion. I hope your own practices serve you well, and thank you so much for sending this! 💖

#answers #Cw religion

[goron-king-darunia]

Eggtober Retrospective by @goron-king-darunia Well, there they are. Every egg-related piece I drew in October, along with the behind-the-scenes or in-progress pictures, including bonus art. Individual links will be at the end of the post. I’m gonna get sappy here, but first, a poem to tie this whole thing off before I get into the details some may want to skip. Poem for an Egg An egg is such a simple thing. Child of beasts of scale and wing. Let from this verse my praises ring, A poem for an egg. Yolk of gold in chest of white Armor crackling, feather-light. Wet albumen shining bright From a calcium-cast keg. Coated tongue with holy wine Protein and rich fat combined Sunlight nectar so divine To stain the humble bread. Toothsome sponge of firming yield, Heated skillet firmly sealed. Poached from out the plundered field, Plucked from feathered bed. Broth of life in fragile cradle, Font of youth of myth and fable, Decadent and smooth like sable, Anointed and alone. Nourishment of king and peasant Harvested from hen or pheasant. Such is nature’s oldest present To nourish flesh and bone. An egg is such a precious thing From which my inspirations spring And for the world I’ll proudly sing This poem for an egg.

Now, a little on what eggs and Eggtober mean to me as an artist. Eggs are symbolic of a lot of things. But I’ll go over the particular symbolism that felt relevant and inspiring to me. Youth - Obvious on the face of it. One way or another, baby organisms of any sort of complexity start as an egg. Baby chickens come from eggs. Fairly direct symbolism. But for me, Eggtober was connecting to a younger time in my life, where art was just something natural. Where I wasn’t pressured by my own expectations or burdened by a lot of the fetters that come with visual art. It was about connecting with that feeling of whimsy. Even my personal projects started carrying a weight of expectation to them, even though I swore to myself that the quality didn’t matter. The level of skill I achieved with art had me in that sort of Valley of Despair in the whole Dunning-Kruger graph. I knew enough to know that I had so much growing left, and my confidence fell through the floor. But Eggtober was a chance to connect with the confidence of youth, and grow the skills I’ve been nurturing that went to atrophy over nearly a decade of no (or very little) art. To just draw what felt right, learn, examine, look, tweak, practice, and grow. No external judgements. No internal judgements. Just making. And I think that’s helped me a lot.

Looking Beneath the Surface - I’ve been forced to do a bit of introspection recently. As is the human condition, I inevitably end up harming people I care about. And while a certain amount of that is unavoidable, the stuff that is avoidable stems, in part, from unaddressed self-esteem issues. Through a combination of examining my own writing, discussing with friends, and examining things that have hurt me when they ought not (i.e. I burst into tears for “no reason” because a Hershey bar had the phrase “treat for me” on the back as part of its marketing) I’ve realized that I... kind of hate myself. I have this deep-seated unease about facets of myself that I’m ashamed of. Things I think people wouldn’t accept, fears I have that I know aren’t true, anxieties about my own interests, doubts about my own capabilities. Things about myself that don’t really hurt anyone, that don’t need to be changed, upset me.

It got to the point where I was inadvertently hurting people in a desire to medicalize my own idiosyncrasies to validate them because as a psychology student, I’d internalized a pretty unhealthy “If I can name it, I can fix it” mentality. “If I can just associate this thing I hate about myself with a known disease, disorder, or mental illness, I can totally just get rid of it with the right treatment (that I don’t have access to for a variety of reasons)” And that’s not a healthy way to think about myself. Especially not about things that don’t hurt anyone. Doubly especially when those are just little things I enjoy in fiction. Things that don’t really indicate anything about me on their own. 

That festering self-hatred probably stems from a lot of external sources, but ultimately, it’s the fact that it’s sitting inside me, unaddressed, that it’s become a problem. I internalized a lot of external influence meant to hurt me and decided that because others wanted to hurt me, that I deserved to be hurt. I decided that instead of examining any of that, to just accept it wholesale and that instead of changing things (which I didn’t want to change and don’t need to be changed because, again, these things don’t hurt anyone) I decided to cope with self-deprecation. Like putting on a red shirt before going on stage, expecting tomatoes. “You can’t hurt me more that I’m already hurting me. If I tell you I already know there’s something wrong with me, you can laugh with me and not at me.” Needless to say, I know that stuff isn’t healthy, and I’m more aware now that it hurts other people, not just me. For a variety of reasons, I can’t get professional help right now. But knowing at least one root of the behavior that hurts me and hurts others means I can address it. And being able to look inward will be key to growing as I move forward. Just as an egg holds a white and a yolk, my body houses a mind and its thoughts. Being able to look within and see what’s there, like candling an egg, will help me root out things that hurt others and affect my quality of life. Food and Community - I wanted to stick with an edible theme, partly because I like food, but also because food means community. Unless you’re a hermit living alone in the mountains and living off wild berries and roots, it’s basically impossible to eat something that hasn’t involved other humans in the process. Even if you cook your own food and eat all by yourself, someone picked those veggies, gathered those eggs, butchered that meat. And usually, eating isn’t something you do alone. There are reasons that going out to eat is a common activity to do with friends and dates and family and why food is a part of special occasions. Eggtober, as a challenge, was something we did together. Whether you only participated once or twice, whether you just watched, whether you did an egg every day like @quezify. It was a uniting factor. And even though lots of people have decided the plague is over, it really isn’t. And even if it was over, those years of isolation and limiting togetherness for the good of the community was rough on a lot of people. Doing something together is just nice.

Can I offer you a nice egg in this trying time? - I’ve always been an absolute slut for pink Pokemon. And while I characterize myself as more of an Audino, I really vibe with Blissey for this. “Blissey senses sadness with its fluffy coat of fur. If it does so, this Pokémon will rush over to a sad person, no matter how far away, to share a Lucky Egg that brings a smile to any face.” “Anyone who takes even one bite of Blissey's egg becomes unfailingly caring and pleasant to everyone.” More than anything, I want to live a life of kindness and making others happy. I’m not always able to live up to that. But I strive for it. Various media characterize various things as nourishing and nurturing. And while the poster-child food for that in the USA seems to be Chicken Soup, the egg is only a degree or two removed from that. And while the best known pop-culture reference on this site which uses the egg as a short-hand for affection has been memed to hell and back, I think it has more sincere implications in my art. Even if it’s only one person, I just want to make this world a little better for someone. I want to be kind, patient, nurturing. I want to embody love. I know I’m only human. I know it can’t always be unconditional. And I know I can’t always be the best me every moment of every day. But I hope if there’s a stat sheet at the end of life that my metric for kindness, compassion, and love is my highest stat.

Final Thoughts: Eggtober’s been an artistic adventure. I learned a lot about the raw mechanics of making art, trained my eyes, my hands, refined my process. But it’s also been emotional. I’ve been crying writing some of this. Growth is a series of small steps and consistent choices, and I’d like to think I’ve come out the other side of this month a markedly better person than I was before, in more ways than one. I’m no stranger to sadness and depression. In fact, in terms of Pixar’s Inside Out, I’d pretty soundly say I’m “Captained by Sadness,” as the visual metaphor goes. But even with things outside my control, even with the crying, even with the concretely bad day, October was a good month. In no small part due to drawing for Eggtober. I’m a characteristically weepy bitch, so not all of these tears are sad tears. But there’s definitely a melancholy setting in. It’s been nice doing all this, and it’s a little sad for it to be over. But there’s also relief. I can get back to a few other projects I put on the backburner. I can free up brainspace for other creative pursuits and I can be a bit more spontaneous. There’s also an overwhelming joy that comes with being able to see I completed something. Just putting everything together into one collage to see all I’ve made was an emotional endeavor. Being able to put something out there in the world and say “I made something. Something that didn’t exist before exists now, because of me.” I’m trying not to cry because it’s over. I’m trying to smile because it happened. We all did something great together. I don’t think I’ve had a happier month, even with everything. Thank you to everyone who participated. This was a wonderful experience. My askbox is open for anyone that might want to put in an egg request, even if Eggtober is over now. If you all have any favorites, I’ll consider setting up shop and running prints if you want to support me. But until then, I hope you all are safe, fed, warm, and loved. All Eggtober Art, in order, Left to Right, Top to Bottom: Eggtober 1 - Fried Egg Eggtober 2 - Deviled Eggs Eggtober 3 - Toad in the Hole Eggtober 4 - Eggs Benedict Eggtober 5 - Hard Boiled Eggs 3 Ways Eggtober 6 - Poached Egg Eggtober 7 - Soft-Boiled Eggs Eggtober 8 - Scrambled Eggs Eggtober 9 - Mushroom and Cheese Omelet Eggtober 10 - Bibimbap Eggtober 11 - Tonkotsu Ramen with Egg Eggtober 12 - Avocado Toast Eggtober 13 - Çilbir or Turkish Poached Eggs Eggtober 14 - EGGxperiment (Naked Egg) Eggtober 15 - Scotch Egg Eggtober 16 - Tamago Nigiri Eggtober 17 - Ikura Nigiri Eggtober 18 - Egg Salad Eggtober 19 - Mooncake (Featuring Salted Egg Yolk) Eggtober 20 - Minimalist Shakshuka Eggtober 21 - Huevos Rancheros Eggtober 22 - Impressions of Broccoli Quiche Eggtober 23 - A Cube of Egg Casserole Eggtober 24 - Tamago Kake Gohan Eggtober 25 - The Imposter or “The Egg Plant” Eggtober 26 - Century Egg or “Beyond Reach” a Starbot Fanart Eggtober 27 - Soy Grilled Quail Eggs Eggtober 28 - Pickled Egg with Radish Slices Eggtober 29 - Cloud Egg Eggtober 30 - Halloween Meringues Eggtober 31 - Cadbury Screme Egg

Eggtober Bonus 1 - Intermission Collaboration Eggtober Bonus 2 - Sushi Eggs Eggtober Bonus 3 - Zucchini Egg Casserole Behind the Scenes 1 - Bibimbap, But Just the Veggies (Under Cut) Behind the Scenes 2 - Avocado Toast, Emphasis on the Tomato (Under Cut) Behind the Scenes 3 - Starbot Fan Art without Pixelation (Under Cut)

#Eggtober 2022 #Eggtober Retrospective #my art #my writing #poetry #It's been a hell of a ride #trying to take what I learned this month with me moving forward #both the art stuff and the self-reflection stuff

[daisies-daydreams]

Osomatsu-San: Love Languages

🐻Osomatsu: Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation 

> We all know how Osomatsu is… > Osomatsu is very clingy at first. He’s near to you c o n s t a n t l y, whether it’s his arm wrapped around your waist while you both take a walk, or him just glomping on you while you rest on the couch. > “Oso, I love you, but you need to let go please,” you insist. He refuses to let go of your hand as you say goodbye. > He just doesn’t want to let someone so precious leave him, even for a moment. > But eventually, you two talk and he agrees to cool down on the PDA. > I think he’d also love Words of Affirmation. > He’s aware that other people don’t think very highly of him, so hearing you give him small praises lights a fire in him. > “You’re so sweet, Oso,” you say after he gets your favorite candy. > All your positive words and remarks make him redder than his hoodie.

🐯Karamatsu: Words of Affirmation and Quality Time

> Oh, Karamatsu. > Sure, he acts cool, but he’s actually a huge softie. > Like Osomatsu, he knows his brothers don’t have a high opinion of him, so Words of Affirmation are music to his ears. > Cries whenever you leave small sticky notes with encouraging messages for him (you’re concerned at first, but come to understand why he’s so emotional).

> “You keep all my sticky notes?” you ask, eyes sparkling. Karamatsu nods as he shows you his collection (maybe he’ll write a song about it someday?).    > He especially loves having someone who will listen to what he has to say (even his silly phrases). > Karamatsu would also love spending quality time with his dear significant other. > Whether it be walking through the park, singing with him, or just having dinner together, he’s wearing the brightest smile on his face. Having you by his side is the best feeling in the world.

> “You’re my only Karamatsu-girl,” he sighs as he holds your hand, a soft smile gracing his face. 

🐸Choromatsu: Quality Time and Acts of Service

> Choromatsu, is always so excited to spend time with you. > “Y/N-chan is here!” he sings every time you meet him, nuzzling his cheek into yours.  > He especially loves going to concerts with you, but also prefers to stay at home with just the two of you. > Likes to do simple things, such as puzzles, reading, or just watching anime with you. > Since he’s the most “responsible” brother, I can see him cleaning a lot, so if you help him around the house, his heart will soar.  > “Nobody ever helps with organizing things! Thank you Y/N!” he praises. You smile and give him a kiss on his cheek.  > He promptly has a nosebleed, though you already have some tissues ready for him. 

🐱Ichimatsu: Words of Affirmation and Receiving Gifts

> Ichimatsu would show his love through non-verbal means, so I think it’d be well-balanced for his partner to verbally communicate their love. > He’d be nervous at first, as he can’t believe someone could possibly ever feel a shred of a positive emotion about him. > Ichimatsu would seem cranky and dismiss your words, but he secretly enjoys and remembers every praise and encouragement you give him. He writes them down whenever he gets home, looking over them when you aren't around to cheer him up. > “T-Thanks,” he murmurs beneath his breath, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. > On the other hand, he also loves finding small cat-themed gifts you give him from time-to-time. > Keychains, stickers, he’s completely over the moon about them. > “I guess it’s kind of cute,” Ichimatsu mutters as he slips another small cat plushie into his pocket, making sure it’s snug and safe.

🐶Jyushimatsu: Physical Touch and Quality Time 

> This goofy boy.  > He seems like a touch-oriented person, so I’d think that he’d be very receptive to hugs, kisses, etc. > Jyushimatsu will give you bone-crushing hugs, no matter the occasion. > “Jyushi-” you wheeze as he wraps his arms around you, spinning you around.  > He apologizes profusely when you tell him he’s squeezing the life out of you. > Will shut down (from happiness!) if you kiss him, even if it’s on the cheek. > Jyushimatsu.exe has stopped working. > His eyes light up when you ask him if he could teach you to play baseball (or just teaching you about the sport). 

> I can honestly see him wanting to spend a lot of time outside, so prepare for a lot of outdoor activities/dates. 

> “WE’RE GOING TO THE BALLPARK!” Jyushimatsu shouts excitedly as he squeezes you tight. You politely ask him to stop crushing you (again). 

🐰Todomatsu: Receiving Gifts and Acts of Service

> Being the youngest, you know Todomatsu is going to be spoiled. > It’s not that hard to find gifts to buy him. Toddy isn’t materialistic (most of the time), he’s just very vocal about his interests (specifically, cute things!).  > “This is the hat I’ve been wanting for months! It’s perfect!” he gushes. > When you buy something that he’s told you about, it shows him how much you pay attention and care for him. > Also loves it whenever you help him with something (chores, cooking, a social media project, etc). It takes the pressure off of him to do everything himself. > “You’re my biggest supporter, Y/N. I don’t know how I could finish it without you!” he sings as he kisses you on the nose. 

#osomatsu-san #osomatsu #karamatsu #choromatsu #ichimatsu #jyushimatsu #todomatsu #anime #headcanons #boyfriend headcanons #i need sleep

[adapembroke]

Rethinking Chiron

I have many reasons to be thankful for Chiron. That may seem like an odd thing to say about the Wounded Healer. Most astrologers would say having Chiron in the 11th house like I do means that some of my greatest wounds will come from rejection by my communities. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Chiron wounds can’t be healed, they say. The best I can hope for is using my experience with the wound to heal others with the same wound.

When I learned this, I got angry. I knew there was something to this Chiron business, but I believe in hope. I was convinced that my community was out there somewhere. I just hadn’t found my people yet. I didn’t care how many astrologers I respected subscribed to that story of Chiron. I refused to believe that my Chiron wound couldn’t be healed. If I couldn’t find a community to accept me, I was going to make one. I was going to build the most welcoming community I’d ever seen.

Before I knew what Chiron was, I had already started doing the work. After college, I spent a year in a community organizing internship. I was supposed to be learning how to rally a community around social justice work. What I actually learned was how to create communities where people aren’t just lonely followers and observers. They are included and actively involved members of the community because they are seen and appreciated for their unique skills and interests.

Using what I learned from that internship, I used Discord to create the community that would eventually become the Narrative Astrology Lab. I wasn’t thinking of it as a place where people with rejection wounds like mine could find a place they belong for the first time. Yet, over and over I’ve heard newbies say, “I’ve never been one of the cool kids before!”

Recently, one of the members of the lab asked me about my experience with Chiron. Mars had just finished spending months activating their natal Chiron in Gemini. I have Mars conjunct Chiron in Gemini in my natal chart, and they wondered if the transit had taught me anything about that Mars-Chiron combination.

I hadn’t realized it until that moment, but that transit completely revolutionized my view of Chiron. I no longer see Chiron as the Wounded Healer. The wound is only a small part of the Chiron story. Meditating on the rest of his story has made my view of Chiron so much richer… and brought massive healing, as well.

The wound of Chiron is a narrative problem.

I have only been physically dragged into a church once in my life. I was in high school, and my youth group was planning a retreat. It was the last night to sign up, and I wasn’t on the list. I had no interest in going. As we waited for our parents to pick us up in the church parking lot, a group of the younger kids begged me to sign up, and I refused. When it became clear that I wasn’t going to budge, the group picked me up like the world’s smallest traveling mosh pit and carried me into church.

My memory of this event is vivid. When I close my eyes, I can still see the white doors of the church getting closer as I yelled, begging to be put down. I didn’t want to spend days cramped in tight quarters with a bunch of other church kids. I wanted to be left alone.

I don’t have an especially vivid memory. It’s rare for me to be able to recall images from the past clearly. It’s even rarer for me to be able to recall a random memory like refusing to sign up for a church trip. I have learned that when my unconscious keeps a random memory cryogenically frozen for decades, the memory isn’t actually random. These oddly vivid memories are artifacts of a personal narrative I’m carrying that is disconnected from reality and ready to retire.

The story I told about that day at church was that it was one of many examples of times when I’ve been rejected by a community I care about. Looking at it now, it’s strikingly obvious that I wasn’t being rejected. They really wanted me to join them!

How could I make such an obvious mistake? Because of my personal narrative.

I’ve always been a weird kid. Wonky knees kept me from running around on the playground. I wasn’t able to participate in gym class. I had to sit on the bleachers and watch. The other kids noticed and acted like my disability was a communicable disease, either teasing me or avoiding me. By the time I was in high school, I identified as an outcast. I told myself that I was looking for my people as hard as I could, but deep down I believed I was–and always would be–rejected by every community I cared about.

The story of being dragged into church should have contradicted this narrative. If I’d been able to look at it critically, it would have, but the conscious mind filters our perceptions of reality to suit our unconscious narratives. The narrative of rejection clouded my judgment, making it impossible for me to see the truth.

All was not lost, though. Like a grain of sand in the shell of an oyster, the memory of being dragged into church irritated me until the day I was ready to recognize it as a pearl.

Chiron’s house is the place where we are adopted by the gods.

A few months ago, I was captivated by an element of the story of Chiron no one talks about. The story begins with Chiron being rejected by his human mother who is horrified to have given birth to a centaur. This is the part we focus on, the pain and horror of childhood rejection. But it’s not the end of the story. Chiron is adopted by Artemis and Apollo.

Today, we know that psychological wounding we get in childhood sticks with us for the rest of our lives, but in the myth, we don’t see him pining for his biological parents. We can chalk that up to ancient ignorance of child psychology, but doing so diminishes the love of adopted families. Being adopted by the gods seems to suit Chiron just fine. He grows up to be a well-respected doctor and mentor of heroes.

What if Chiron’s place in our charts doesn’t just point to a rejection wound? I wondered. What if it also points to a place where we have been adopted by the gods?

I thought back to the times when I have felt most alienated. I realized that those were the times when I spent the most time at the library. Books were my mentors and closest friends, but I wasn’t completely lacking human support. I had teachers who recognized my bookishness and encouraged me to see my love of reading and writing as a way to connect with others.

Who’s to say those teachers weren’t messengers of Hermes?

Planets conjunct Chiron aren’t easy to accept.

If my story was a simple fairy tale, I would say that this realization about Chiron allowed me to see that I had been accepted by every community I had ever belonged to, that my perceived rejection was just an illusion. And then I lived happily ever after.

The truth is more complicated.

On the day I was dragged into church, I had set a boundary with my community. I didn’t want to go to the retreat. I told them I had no intention of going. They physically crossed my boundary and attempted to get me to go anyway.

I wasn’t rejected, but my boundaries were. My community wanted me… but without my Mars.

When I look back at the times I’ve felt alienated in communities, my Mars has been there like a berserker looming over my shoulder. I am not an aggressive person. When threatened, my first instinct is to fawn, not attack. Yet, I’ve always felt like people can sense my Mars like the smell of something feral.

“I feel like I was raised by wolves and am still learning to be civilized, don’t you?” one of my professors once asked me.

When I was a teenager, I was a punk on the outside. It was my way of exercising self-defense. Like a hedgehog, I wore spikes on my skin. Kicking a hedgehog is its own punishment. I hoped that my spikiness would send the same message. Then I went to college with the plan to disappear in the crowded anonymity of Boston. I shed my punk aesthetic for a peacoat and a knitted slouch hat. I wore them like an invisibility cloak. If I had the language of astrology then, I would have thought: There is no reason for my Mars to be here. Maybe now it will shrivel up and fall off.

I suspect Chiron feels similarly about his horsey backside. In myth, Chiron is the token centaur in a community that sees centaurs as brutish barbarians. He achieves an honored place in his community by playing by the rules, continually demonstrating that he is “different than all those other animals.” He is the civilized centaur, so educated and refined he is trusted with the mentoring of heroes. In the process, he rejects the animal part of his nature that is rejected by his community.

Embracing Chiron is necessary healing.

In one of the versions of the myth of Chiron, he does an odd thing. When he is wounded and discovers it is a wound he can’t heal, he takes the place of Prometheus, the rebel being punished for stealing fire from the gods. Seeing Chiron taking punishment he doesn’t deserve, Zeus frees him and puts him in the starry sky.

In other versions of his story, Chiron isn’t wounded at all. He is rounded up with all the other centaurs and killed in a centaur genocide. His willingness to conform doesn’t save him. Neither does his supposed immortality. When his community decides it is no longer willing to tolerate centaurs, no one cares that he’s the civilized one. He is killed, anyway.

I like to think that these two versions of the myth represent different paths he could have taken. Different paths we all could take when presented with the option to wound ourselves in the quest to fit in. And the consequences of betraying an aspect of our nature.

It is only when Chiron is willing to identify with the rebel Prometheus, and embrace the rejected parts of himself, that he is able to take his place among the stars.

The alternative isn’t silent misery. It’s the death of his soul.

#Chiron

[secretgamergirl]

So this is why I’ve never liked the term “TERF.”

Earlier today someone linked me to an interview someone did with a well-known terrorist who was planning to host some hate rallies in New Zealand. I’m not going to link to it, because it does have a genocidal monster shouting hate speech, and I really don’t like putting that sort of thing in front of people (I feel bad enough with the above link for context). I will say though that the interviewer was someone who knew what she was talking about and was constantly calling her out on her utter BS, and the tour itself was cancelled when the very first stop on the tour had people throwing stuff at her on stage and she just kinda ran off. Nicely done New Zealand!

At one point in the interview though, the interviewer started to press her on just why she thinks it is that full on card-carrying neo-nazis keep showing up to her events and supporting her, which is, you know, a factual thing that happens, because she shares 100% of their ideology and all, and along with a lot of other random BS and denial that this is even a (very well documented) thing that happens, she blurted out a true statement to my surprise- “nazis would never support feminism!” This is true, as is the fact that they support the hell out of her, and everyone else in their movement, and a lot of people really do need to stop and solve that logic problem.

Now, I don’t like to bring this up, there’s a lot of other hats I wear that I’d much rather be seen with, but I’m an actual expert on modern fascism. Like, I’ve done tons of research and had findings published by recognized anti-fascist organizations and written about this for multiple publications, prepped materials for proposals to major corporations, the U.S. Congress, and the U.N. so what I’m going to get into here isn’t “random person on the internet has a hot take” it’s “this is what I’ve learned doing serious research on the subject.”

So, this woman who was going to speak in New Zealand is part of this... cult, frankly, which people refer to as the “TERFs.” They keep rebranding what they actually call themselves, but I’d like to focus on “TERF” because it’s an accronym, for “Trans-Exclusionary Radical Feminists” and that’s worth breaking down a little. The “Radical” is in there because, well, they’re a weird cult who spends every waking moment of every day whipping each other into a frenzied desire to enact plans to bring about the death of every trans person in the world. This also covers why “Trans-Exclusionary” is in there, but the actual noun modified by those adjectives is “Feminists” and like... not a single one of these people is a feminist.

I’m not painting with a broad brush here. It’s honestly a shockingly small group of people. You could fit them all in one room, people have done so several times, and new faces aren’t ever present at their meet-ups. It’s not especially hard if you’re so inclined to look into them one by one and get a handle on their beliefs and yeah, I do mean every single one of these people. I’m also not doing some kind of “no true Scotsman” thing here and saying they don’t qualify as feminists because they’re hateful monsters.

I’m saying they don’t qualify as feminists because they are actively opposed to every single agreed-upon tenet of feminism I’m aware of. Now granted, I don’t think there’s a specific list of bullet points everyone, or even like 95% of everyone are going to fully agree with, so here’s what comes immediately to my mind:

The most fundamental concept with feminism is the idea that people aren’t defined and limited by gender and should not be discriminated against along those lines. TERFs are constantly ranting and raving about how women are inferior to men when it comes to strength, endurance, speed, tests of skill, the ability to win trivia contests, and any other situation where they can claim women to be lesser in order to scaremonger.

I’m not going to give the time of day to any “feminist” who isn’t an intersectional feminist, extending this general ethos to all forms of discrimination. TERF discussion groups are a shocking hotbed of just absolutely shocking racism, classism, harping on people’s appearances, and general xenophobia. In particular they routinely come up with conspiracy theories about non-white women being “secretly men,” but they also regularly engage in full-blown “Jews control the banks and media!” conspiracy nonsense, your standard garden variety racism, and come out in vocal opposition to things like programs to give people free access to tampons/pads.

Surely though these people have a “my body my choice” sort of stance on abortion though, right? Why no! TERFs quite famously came out in force to oppose Ireland’s recent decriminalization of abortion.

OK, but what about de-stigmatizing sex-work? Yeah people also often refer to them as “SWERFs.” They all spout of baffling nonsense about “selling bodies” and “prostituted women” and crap like that.

Treating women as actual people and not just vessels for the birthing of new humans? Yeah no. This is like their ENTIRE thing. They define womanhood in terms of motherhood so dogmatically they’d cling to arguments that mean you stop being a woman when you hit menopause and a pregnant child is “a woman.”

How about queer rights in an explicitly cis context? We all generally associate lesbians with feminism, right? Well, funny thing about that. One of the many other terms TERFs use to refer to themselves is “political lesbians.” But they define that not in a way that has anything to do with women, but with “hating men” where of course “men” is acting as a code-word for trans women. They’re plenty fond of actual men, with most “political lesbians” having husbands and all, and they are, you guessed it, broadly repulsed by thoughts of two women being in love with each other.

OK, how about this. Just as a last ditch bare-minimum standard- the basic notion of being kind to women and supporting women’s success. Oh no, absolutely not. These people absolutely go for the throat of any woman who isn’t a member of the cult. Hell even internally they keep tabs on each other with spreadsheets policing language and such. They regularly refer to cis women who don’t actively hate trans people as “handmaidens.” Like as a reference to The Handmaid’s Tale. Specifically the women in it forced into sex slavery. Who they apparently see as the villains because, well, see the above bit on being called SWERFs.

Now as all of the above positions also line up neatly with the politics of Nazis, like the ones who work security when some of these people do public speaking gigs, or the husband of one of them who set up their personal social media site, piggybacking off the one set up for out and out neo-nazis, is it fair to refer to them as Nazis? I mean... it fits close enough that in most practical situations yeah, go right ahead with that. There IS the distinction though that even though they are anti-feminist as all hell, the majority of TERFs are themselves women, therefore your average Nazi thinks of them as sub-human and doesn’t really want to give them a seat at the table. There’s also the friction that Nazis are very much anti-intellectual, and while TERFs are all about denial of basic science, into fake journalism, and all-around disconnected from reality, they’re way way into presenting themselves as intellectuals, which is another big wedge there.

#TERFs #Nazis #fascists #feminism #anti-feminism

[hhoneyglasss]

media comprehension and interpretation {about : redacted audios}

hello all ! i’ve been thinking about this for awhile and i’ve seen it been discussed quite a few times, and i’d like to speak about it as well and add in my own perspective to a very valuable conversation. the reason for me finally writing this now was a post made by @darlin-collins regarding a recent fanfic uploaded to ao3 under the sam/darlin tag. thank u @darlin-collins !

tldr for this post: media comprehension skills r very important, and there’s a significant portion of the fandom who seems to be lacking them. also, it is okay to not like a character, but it’s not okay to drag down others’ works of that character bcuz of that dislike.

so, to begin, i wanna say that the issue that the redacted fandom is hving is super common and not exclusive to it in specific. every fandom has these same issues with mischaracterization, disagreements over who likes/dislikes what character, etc., but the issue many others and i hv noticed is these issues r incredibly disproportionate to the fairly small size of the redacted fandom. this fandom is tiny in the vast expanse of all media, yet there are so many fights, disagreements, and hatred thrown at fictional characters and real people alike. it’s just strange—strange enough to notice at least.

so when i first heard about the discourse on (specifically) tiktok about cutie, i was surprised at the very visceral things i’ve seen being said about them. it’s the bright eyes situation all over again, only seemingly worse—and it is proven for the millionth time that time itself is not a sphere, but a flat circle.

if you don’t like cutie, i honestly don’t blame u, even if some might. they, admittedly, aren’t the easiest to like due to their constant disrespect of geordi’s boundaries and overall questionable decisions that most ppl wouldn’t align themselves with. however, the catch is that there’s a difference between criticizing a character and, for lack of a better word, “hating” on them for no particular reason besides the fact that u don’t like them.

i’ve also noticed this w vincent and caelum recently, and i will be fully transparent—i like neither of them. personally, they aren’t the types of characters i gravitate to, which is okay. what’s not okay is skewing lovely and vincent’s relationship to portray vincent as a sadistic and manipulative mastermind. do i think he’s a little weird in canon ? yeah, but not THAT weird. also, i understand trying to compare lovely and sam’s turnings in the sense that they were both turned during fatal situations, but not in the sense of consent. lovely gave consent, sam didn’t, and that’s where the very bold line is drawn. don’t blur it and try to make vincent seem as bad as alexis, bcuz u look dumb.

and i wouldn’t recommend trying to make stuff up abt caelum, bcuz u might just look even dumber.

so, now, onto the fic mentioned earlier a couple of times, i’ll link it below if u’d like to read it for urself, but i ask that u don’t send the author harassment or disparaging messages, even if i say things that might disagree with their view of tank/darlin’ and their relationships with others.

i will say that the tags of the post caught me off guard at first bcuz, once again, for lack of better words, they seemed “bitter” towards both tank and sam for a reason that was not really elaborated on. however, i read thru the fic anyway and was surprised by their interpretation of tank’s character.

but the thing is is that different interpretations of media should be encouraged within a fandom’s space, even if those interpretations aren’t the most popular or well-liked. this is especially true with a character like tank, whose personality in canon can only be displayed through implied dialogue and sfx noises. there is no clear-cut interpretation of them to be had in the first place—they’re a soundless, faceless character.

and if u read this fic in particular, i can understand y u would dislike it because of the way tank is portrayed. they’re portrayed in a significantly more negative light than they are in canon or in most fandom works, but again, it’s somebody else’s idea of them, not ours.

the real issue i hv w the fic as a whole is the author’s statements in the comment section regarding other fandom works made abt tank. they’ve taken to calling others’ works “cookie-cutter” and “boring,” and i don’t think i should have to say this, but i will anyways—don’t insult other ppl’s work, especially said work that isn’t hurting anybody. it makes u sound like an asshole, and it’s not needed. those opinions can be kept to urself bcuz they’re unnecessary and hurtful.

i also saw the author say that they felt like they were seeing the same interpretation of tank over and over again and that they wanted to try smth different, which is totally okay ! innovation should be welcomed, and i understand seeing a missing space regarding a certain character’s representation in a fandom. i saw a similar thing where, with tank, i didn’t see many feminine interpretations of them (which might just be bcuz i nvr visually saw them, as in they do exist but i was nvr recommended them) so i made a feminine tank. but the difference is that i didn’t insult others’ works, bcuz their works hold just as much value even if our interpretations of the same character are different.

and again, i want to make it clear that idc that this person doesn’t like tank or sam, even if they’re my favorite couple within the redactedverse bcuz at the end of the day it doesn’t matter. they aren’t real, no actual person is being hurt. i rly just wanted to draw attention to what they were saying abt other ppl’s fics, artworks, etc.

sry this got kinda long, but they’re thoughts i’ve been hving for awhile. hopefully i didn’t ramble too much, but if anything doesn’t make sense, feel free to ask me to clarify, i don’t mind at all. thx for reading this all the way thru, tho, thanks ! hv a good day/afternoon/evening/night ! <3

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted cutie #redacted asmr cutie #redacted audio cutie #redacted vincent #redacted asmr vincent #redacted audio vincent #redacted caelum #redacted asmr caelum #redacted audio caelum #redacted tank #redacted darlin #redacted darlin' #redacted asmr darlin #redacted audio darlin #redacted sam #redacted asmr sam #redacted audio sam #so many tags ! #good grief my fingers hurt #honeyglass’s hullabaloo

[roseberryboo]

Team Enigma and the 3tp Situation: A Thread

I don’t like to get into drama and current events, especially since what’s been going on is outside of my region of upbringing, but there is something that’s been going on that I’d like to discuss.

Firstly, Team Enigma.

They like to market themselves as an ‘Exploration Team of Glitch City.’ To an uninformed outsider, this may as well be true: Glitch City is a secluded region by what I assume to be no fault of its own, given the nature of the land and the living beings within it. There are several things that, to a person living outside of Glitch City, are both terrifying and otherworldly- and I belong to both categories.

I will get back to that.

Within just minutes of scanning their blog, I have come across some major red flags, among them being ‘Hybridization’ and one other thing which I suspect relates to Glitch City.

Firstly, Hybridization. The Admin Grant describes this as, and I quote, ‘taking two existing Pokemon and merging their bodily forms and consciousness via a particular anomaly in the Pokemon Storage System.’

He reblogged the post later with the addition of ‘It is only their data that is merged. The pokemon suffer no bodily harm when hybridized and make no indication of having any adverse effects on the pokemon post procedure.’

He neglects to mention anything related to the quality of life- including that of molting, shedding, bone structure, organ placement- et cetera, et cetera. So, not only is this incredibly unethical, they are experimenting with a bug/glitch/anomaly in the system that they may or may not know the full capabilities or possibilities of.

Secondly- and this one is especially concerning- the second post on their timeline as of writing this post refers to somebody as ‘a person of interest’ and talk of ‘securing’ them- not only that, but their death. It seems they have deliberately taken action to kidnap someone, which either directly or indirectly resulted in their death.

Also in the post- the very last line, in fact- are the words ‘Know this changes nothing you wretched creature.’ The post is tagged with glitch pokemon- which very much DO relate to Glitch City- and this shall be my entryway into my next point- the very first post on their timeline.

Admin Grant is responding to an anonymous, who I assume has been signing over and over and over again, in a very uncharacteristically angry and vile manner to a comment about trainer tips, of all things. ‘Never leave town without a pokemon,’ they said, ‘Wild pokemon lurk in many places!’ Which, I have to say, is very sound advice.

He responds to this helpful comment with ‘Never before have I wished something be eradicated as deeply as I wish to see you SCRUBBED from this plane. I look forward to the day when anomalies like you no longer haunt this region.’

Again, the post is tagged with glitch pokemon.

You may ask me what I am trying to get at here, and to that I say: literal genocide. Admin Grant is wishing eradication upon Glitch City in its entirety: people, pokemon, culture, knowledge, ways of life- he’d called it all an anomaly.

To that I say, if it’s not manmade and it exists, then it’s Arceus’ wish for it to be, and to wish genocide upon an entire region goes against its wishes.

To all of you who may disagree with me, or try to paint me as a freak for advocating for its existence, then let me tell you something: you aren’t better than Team Enigma. In fact, if you are one of the people who kept sending ill will and death threats towards ?aver (apologies if I spelt that wrong) you are nothing more than a fascist freak. 

Yes, I may be afraid of Glitch City and what lies within it, but so were the people of Sinnoh, back when it was still known as Hisui and when they hadn’t known any better about the world around them. We don’t know their region as well as they do, and if the people of Glitch City are still thriving within it, happy as ever- who are we to step in and tell them they shouldn’t exist?

I want to add one more thing to this post: The 3tp Situation. 

To all of you unaware, a Glitch Pokemon was left in the middle of Kanto, and its trainer ID was traced back to ?aver of Glitch City.

I have reason to suspect this was their pokemon Lullaby, a pokemon that I do not have the knowledge nor capability to pronounce let alone type. Lullaby is listed in their pinned post as ‘missing.’

This was an elaborate attack on not only ?aver but on Glitch City as a whole, an event meant to bring hate and prejudice towards the region in its entirety. 

To everyone that sent threats to ?aver after the fact, ESPECIALLY if you have read their pinned post: shame on you. I hope you get to explain to your loved ones one day why you think it was acceptable to tell a grieving man that you hoped he never gets his pokemon back, that they never existed, et cetera. I hope you look them in the eyes and tell them the exact words you sent to his inbox.

That is all.

#pkmn irl #rotumblr #pokeblog rp #glitch pkmn #team enigma return #high stakes pokereality #tw death #tw graphic #tw body horror #tw hate crime #if I missed any tags please let me know

[phantomdecibel]

How long do the puppets live for and if a puppet gains sentience, would it also have trouble containing memories? (Like Salix does?)

The puppets live until they’re destroyed/significantly damaged! They’re made of clay and stone and wood not flesh – so they don’t age. They don’t have any organs or finicky bits like them to worry about damaging, or an immune system to be compromised. What makes a flesh-and-blood person die… doesn’t really affect them!

Even when they gain sentience they don’t have a brain – they’re collecting ambient magic slowly over time, and under the right circumstances, form a magic core that is essentially their entire being, and where their sentience comes from. So long as that core, or the shell keeping it together, isn’t damaged or unraveling, they will essentially live “forever”. The main difference between Salix in a puppet and a puppet with sentience is that if Salix’s puppet breaks/is destroyed she still has somewhere to go. The puppets don’t. The shell is what’s holding together their magic core, so if something gets through that and to their core? That’s it.

The memories thing… is a bit more complicated. Yes, I would imagine that a puppet gained sentience like Schrödinger would have some trouble retaining memories – if they live long enough. As is with anything with a lifespan significantly longer than what was originally intended. Think about it – how well do you remember being 7? Unless you’ve got a photographic memory or whatever, I’d wager not well. And if you lived for thousands of years, especially when humans don’t usually last much longer than 100, would you remember this moment? No way

That being said – if a puppet were to be significantly damaged and not patched up quick enough, their core could start to unravel, which would definitely impact their memory retention.

Salix, and most gods in general (with the exception of certain mortal-ascended ones), have a pretty good memory, because they need it (well, and bc it can be enhanced through magic)! They need to be able to recall a lot of information, often about their aspect, and naturally have a much longer lifespan and are adapted for that. Their forms are often difficult to comprehend properly, twisting and spun with so much magic your eyes spin with it. They’ve got different anatomy better suited for what they are – and they aren’t meant to be shoved into things like Salix’s puppets. Of course, she’s a professional, she knows what she’s doing! When she wants to wear a puppet she’s very careful about it – but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s not meant to be trapped like that (neither is Constellation, for that matter, but at least she can drag this cage other places than just that endless whit expanse). And the puppet she started with in the case of the extreme-memory-loss-incident is specially designed so that it can grow – and it is very, very small, seeing as it is, yknow, an infant. She’s in there – but things like the majority of her magic and memories in general don’t fit very well at first, and at the point that some of them could? Well, who’s gonna remind her about them?

#asks! #teamfortresstwo!!

[sagesfandomspot]

No literally, your tags are so right. Rory’s love for Jess is on such a different level in my opinion and I don’t mean this in a condescending way towards the other two (as much as I might dislike them, it’s not the point I’m trying to make) but their entire course and journey sets them apart for me. Like there are so many aspects of them that aren’t like Rogan or Rory and Dean that makes Literati stand out all the more, if that makes sense. Such as the fact that Rory never outright said ‘I love you’ to Jess, unlike when she blurted it out to Dean or told Logan she loved him or just the simple fact that Dean and Logan got multiple chances while Jess didn’t. There’s something so quietly significant about that to me, for some reason that I can’t put into words. Like I’m not seeing it as Rory loving him less than the others but in a way I can’t quite explain yet, it almost makes me feel like she possibly loved him the most. And it scared her. Especially taking into account s4 (peak literati angst ofc), she could care and love him all she wanted but the fact was that he wasn’t reliable, unpredictable, full of constant “changes” which was no longer something Rory wanted. But something always lingered there for her with him, no matter how many years passed. And well, ofc I don’t find this good that she did but I almost forgot to acknowledge that Jess was also the ONLY boyfriend she never cheated on. It’s just another interesting little detail to add to whatever rambling this is, I dunno what this even is but it’s been in my head for days. And I still don’t think I organized it or worded it correctly but just thought I’d leave it here b/c why not? I love hearing your thoughts anyway!

NO YEAH YOU'RE SO RIGHT!!! I've been trying to put this idea into words for awhile now. Rory and Jess's love was just different. Like you said, he was the only one she never cheated on (also the only one she cheated with in the original series), and he was the only one she didn't give a second chance. My thoughts are like yours, like it scared her to risk getting hurt like that again. Because Jess leaving seemed to hurt worse than any breakup with Dean or Logan. She could take getting hurt by Dean or Logan again, but getting hurt by Jess would destroy her. And she needed a stability that season 4 Jess couldn't provide, and by the time he was stable and secure enough for them to be able to work things out, she was with Logan. So despite her obviously still caring about him (because hey, she went to Philadelphia, she read The Subject, she kissed him back!) she couldn't do anything with the feelings she had for him in that moment. Then in AYITL, she relies on Jess for help and he gives her encouragement and despite it being years later, they still have a relationship that's unique to them and different than the relationships she has with Dean or Logan or even Paul at that point.

Rory's love for Jess was just... totally unlike the love she had for anyone else, and I think that's why they always come back to each other.

#their love just has so much passion #so much fire #they were friends first #they had connections and common interests and could talk to each other #they just get each other on such a deep level #you're so right like literati just stands out so much more #i love them #they break my heart #in my mind they ended up together #happily ever after #gilmore girls #jess mariano #rory gilmore #literati #asks #missroller15

[jinxedshapeshifter]

Alright. My dumb ass decided I am attached enough to Shaun Murphy from The Good Doctor that I am defensive if I see anyone shittalking The Good Doctor SO HERE WE ARE

Medium/high support needs, especially in the context of Shaun’s past, does NOT mean “no job, can’t live on my own”

I have reasons I don’t live on my own. In fact here they are:

I need structure, something I can’t really provide myself with on my own. I’m not getting it currently either but that’s not my point

I have time blindness and executive dysfunction issues, both of which prevent me from functioning like a regular human being

There are probably other issues but I can’t think of any lol

I don’t have a job because I know for a fact I’d need a job in something that interests me, something Shaun clearly did. In fact, it’s clear from the beginning that Shaun has a special interest in either the human body or surgery specifically, something his savant syndrome makes clear.

There are reasons Shaun lives on his own, and lots of medium/high needs autistic people live on their own and suffer from burnout and don’t know when that burnout is going to end, which results in messy houses and apartments similar to Shaun’s because they don’t know how to handle their burnout. So let’s go over a few things. By the way I’m not going into production, I don’t think I ever will, I just want to discuss the issues I have with how people decide to criticize Shaun’s character because I don’t think people are being fair, and I also feel like people aren’t acknowledging Shaun’s past.

Shaun was abused as a kid; he and his brother were homeless for a while and living out of a bus because of this and eventually Shaun’s brother died, which left Shaun without the support he’d had for however long he’d had his brother around. He’s probably used to being on his own; I doubt he’d want to change that very fast.

Shaun is implied to have a special interest in either medicine or surgery; his brother gives him a toy/plastic surgical kit (a toy scalpel from which he can be seen stimming with occasionally) and he’s seen reading medical books in flashbacks. When he loses his brother, this motivates him to pursue surgery as his career.

Even just in the first few episodes, the hospital staff are trying to teach Shaun effective communication; that’s what residency is for, learning. As a resident you’re still considered a student. It’s not even like Shaun can’t necessarily effectively communicate in the first place; he just needed to learn social cues and bedside manners so he knew how to properly discuss surgery and test results with patients without scaring them.

Meltdowns and shutdowns are involuntary, and from what I’ve seen, other characters in the show do pretty well accommodating Shaun’s meltdowns, whether he’s working or not.

He’s not living in total squalor. The reason he has the bare minimum is because he just moved, at least at the start. Outside of that, he’s probably used to having the bare minimum, and it might just be what he’s comfortable with. Aside from that, he literally makes subtle improvements to his apartment as the series goes on. When his apartment is first shown, he’s sleeping on the floor. Next episode he has a mattress. Apartment is probably a studio apartment, which would explain why the mattress is in the middle of the floor. He’s not living in a total fucking mess lmao. Even if he did, there are people who live like that because that’s what they’re used to.

The medical diagrams that people view as “dramatizing autism”? That’s a visual representation of Shaun’s savant syndrome. Shaun has near photographic memory, and without those visual effects we would have no way of knowing what’s going through his mind as he’s examining scans, organs, and everything else, which is something that is INCREDIBLY important for us to know. It’s not a dramatization of autism, it’s a visual representation of Shaun’s photographic memory lmao.

Yes, Shaun has higher support needs. Yes, Shaun has issues that might make it harder for him to do his job. That doesn’t mean he can’t live on his own and that doesn’t mean he can’t be a successful surgeon; hell, he made an improvised one-way valve and saved a 10 year old’s life. He improvised keeping a liver healthy so it could be successfully donated. He improvised removing a kidney so a tumor could be removed, saving a woman’s life, and that’s not even a fraction of everything. Any hospital would be lucky to have a surgeon like him.

Also. Freddie Highmore does incredibly well playing Shaun. I feel like he very clearly did research and very possibly talked to autistic people about their experiences. He accurately portrays stimming, he accurately portrays a lack of social awareness, he accurately portrays meltdowns, he does so incredibly well and I love him for it. Like. I genuinely don’t get why people keep bringing up projects he worked on in the past, he’s an actor. That’s his job lmao. Outside of that, he produces it. Just figured I’d point that out because I would think that factors into how he portrays Shaun.

Communities aren’t a monolith. I’m not saying you, as an autistic person, can’t not like The Good Doctor, but you also shouldn’t be invalidating other autistic people who enjoy it or even relate to Shaun. You shouldn’t be turning Shaun’s meltdown about being suspended from his role in his department into a meme because it’s ableist to do so (you’re literally making fun of an autistic person’s meltdown. Imo it’s no different than those parents who post their autistic kids’ meltdowns online for laughs). You shouldn’t be claiming that individuals with higher support needs can’t live independently without living in squalor, because Shaun doesn’t live in squalor and most autistic people who live in squalor are suffering from autistic burnout because they were forced to mask for years because of shit like what I’m complaining about.

I shouldn’t feel like shit for liking The Good Doctor, just because some people in the community think it’s bad representation. I feel represented by it; I feel seen by it. I binged the first few episodes with my brother the other night and was smiling the entire time because for the first time in my life, I found a character who I could fully relate to. I saw myself in a TV show character. I saw a character whose behavior and mannerisms I could look at, and say “Hey, I do that!” or “that’s a whole mood lmao!” Yet I feel bad for enjoying it because so many people in the autistic community think it’s bad.

I’m getting tired of it honestly. You can enjoy what you want and voice your concerns on what you don’t like, but you shouldn’t be acting like your voice is the voice of the entire community and you shouldn’t be so opinionated and aggressive that members of your own community feel demonized for liking something you don’t like.

Liking something that has negative aspects to it, or is harmful, or something else, does not make you a bad person. I can relate to Shaun’s mannerisms and that draws me to The Good Doctor. There’s an episode (okay multiple episodes but I am thinking of a specific episode here) of House, MD that’s just medical malpractice, and I think we all know that if House did not exist in a medical drama he’d be getting slammed with malpractice lawsuits but nobody gets harassed to hell about enjoying House.

Yet so many autistic people are like “The Good Doctor is bad and if you like it you’re bad” and like??? It just makes me feel like shit???? Can I just watch my autistic doctor medical drama in peace without feeling alienated by my own community please

#the good doctor #actually autistic #autism discourse #tw ableism #YES I AM AWARE OF THE TRANSPHOBIA SHIT. yeah that one’s dumb lmao

[voxofthevoid]

ASK MEEEEME. 1) what’s a fic of yours that broke your heart and 2) what’s a scene that made you laugh and 3) go on, show us the goods, share a tidbit from a tasty wip :3

FANCY SEEING YOU HERE

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

For MCU, this series, especially the first part. The irony is that I started out intending to write some dirtybadwrong porn, and instead, I wound up with one of the rare fics that made me cry while planning/writing. The tears in the comments were very satisfying though. And so was @kocuria's reaction.

For Bleach, nothing I've posted so far is particularly angsty, though the Older!Ichigo fic does have some wistful vibes in the first chapter. But if you remember that "Ichigo keeps dying and reincarnation, while Grimmjow chases his soul around" fic, then yeah, that one was born from me marinating my brain in an idea that broke my heart a bit.

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

I'm very proud of the summaries of both the tentacle fic and the omegaverse fic. A few people told me the summaries made them give it a shot, so mission accomplished too. On the whole though, I can never write humor on purpose. Characters willing, it flows organically, or it doesn't work at all. The few times I tried to write crack, it...ended up not crack.

🤲 Would you share a tidbit from a tasty wip? (yes, I replaced the actual question with your version; I like it better.)

So, uh, Hymn, buddy, pal, that JJK fic is currently at 14k and climbing. Yes, I said it wouldn't go over 10k. Feel free to laugh at me. Anyway, here (warning for unedited...everything):

“Is this payback for all those times I hauled you around?”

Yuuji looks genuinely surprised by Satoru’s question. “What are you—oh. You did do that a lot, didn’t you? Back when I lived in your basement.”

“Guess it’s not payback then.” Satoru smothers the mean and utterly unwarranted temptation to prod at how much of those days Yuuji has forgotten—or, not forgotten so much as let fade to the background. Frankly, it’s impressive how he remembers the details whenever Satoru brings things up. Human minds aren’t built to store centuries’ worth of memories, but Yuuji remembers everyone he’s ever loved. He remembers their lives and deaths. He’s only hazy about the years in between, when he was alone and waiting—waiting to die, waiting for the world to end. Satoru’s not sure. He doesn’t think Yuuji knows either.    

Human minds—but Yuuji’s not human, not anymore.

He’s still frowning, eyes distant the way they get when he’s struggling to remember that far into the past. Satoru waits patiently; he should be commended for that, given how he’s being held bridal style by the same student he once hauled around like a sack of potatoes. It’s comfortable though. Yuuji has felt like a rather warm slab of rock in the shape of a man in all the time Satoru’s known him, but there’s just enough give to his flesh that Satoru’s content to just hang out in his arms.

“No,” Yuuji says eventually. “If it were, I would be carrying you like a misbehaving puppy. That’s what you did, right?”

“Hey! I resent the implications. On your behalf, of course. You were a very good puppy.”

“Then you were just mean.”

Satoru shrugs, and Yuuji very kindly adjusts his hold. “You weren’t complaining at the time.”

“I wasn’t going to ask you for piggy-back rides, sensei.”

“You could have! It’s not like I’d have denied you. Now, are you going to just stand here holding me? Because we can do that sitting down—except I might starve to death first. And that would—”

“—be lame, I know, I know,” Yuuji completes with a sigh. “Hold on. Unlike some people, I can’t just warp wherever.”

No, but what Yuuji can do instead is jump. Real fucking high.

It might as well be flight.

It’s an impressive application of cursed energy, and Satoru’s reminded of Megumi’s account of his fight with Sukuna after that disastrous mission that got Yuuji killed the first time. Every now and then, Yuuji’s feet touch the ground—soft sands, hard concrete, bare earth—for a fleeting second, and then they’re back in the air. It whips at Satoru despite the protective cocoon of Yuuji’s arms, chapping his lips and threatening to tear his blindfold off his face. Rather than engage Infinity, he closes his eyes and turns his face to Yuuji’s chest, nuzzling into warm flesh. This butchered, bleeding corpse of a world has already ceased to engage his curiosity, but Yuuji is another matter entirely. Satoru likes the heat of his skin and the steady beat of his heart.

If he turns the full force of Six Eyes onto Yuuji, he’s treated to a microcosm of desecrated humanity.

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Oh, I remembered the other thing I wanted to talk about! Cassie and book 19 and self-sacrifice.

Cassie is very much the sort of person who’s likely to work in one of the “helping” professions as an adult. She’s…OK, I identify a lot with Cassie, you know? She’s the bleeding heart of the team. She’s the save the planet girl. She’s …

“When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.”

She’s the first half of the quote. She might one day get to asking why the poor have no food, but in the mean time, she just knows people are hungry and wants to feed them (or that wild animals are injured and need care, or that this global warming thing is a problem so she needs to turn off the lights when she leaves the room and recycle her cans.)

People like me get sucked into the nonprofit industrial complex and it destroys us. Because we adopted values of selfishness and self-sacrifice, because we think that’s how you be a good person, by putting everyone else first and ignoring what you yourself need. Cassie sacrificed herself, stayed as a caterpillar past the two hour time limit, for what was in the big picture a very small gain, just one Yeerk out of the war and one child free to live her one life. So little. (But saving one life is the same as saving the world.)

When people like Cassie grow up, they don’t value money, because that’s superficial and materialistic. They take jobs that involve too many hours for too little pay, or internships for no pay at all (nonprofits are allowed to do that, because hey, they’re doing good, and if you’re doing good it’s ok to not pay your workers.) This is bad for the Cassies of the world and bad for the work of those nonprofits, because that approach means the vast majority of people working for them are from an affluent background, people who can afford to work without income because they can fall back on family members who earn more, who don’t think it’s selfish to earn money. This is mildly bad for any nonprofit, but especially bad for organizations that are supposed to be helping people who categorically can’t ever afford to be involved with those same nonprofits.

Believing in the inherent value of all life requires believing in the inherent value of your own life. Believing in the right to fair wages and good working conditions requires believing in your own right to fair wages and good working conditions — accepting poor conditions because you’re “doing good” and the need is strong is a betrayal of that principle.

Everything is about balance. Balance for Cassie means recognizing that she herself has value and her needs and wants matter as much as anyone else’s. (And also maybe recognizing that saving the planet is far more about industrial/agricultural/military decisions than individual consumer decisions.) This is why I don’t like what Cassie did — because I think if I’d done something like that when I was younger, it would have been inextricably tied to not fully seeing myself as a person, and I am concerned that Cassie’s decision was also tied to her not seeing herself as being an entire person who gets to do things because she wants to and refuse to do things because she wants to do that.

Carl Rogers has a rather famous book on psychology called “On Becoming a Person”, which is something of an odd title. Aren’t people just, you know, born as people? And yes, but sometimes it takes people a while to understand that they’re people. Sometimes becoming a person — treating yourself as a person, understanding yourself as a person and what that means — is something you have to actively do.

Back to Burnout, being a human being (someone whose worth is in their existence itself and not in what they do or give up) as well as a human giver.

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