#i need validation to survive | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

archieimagines · 1 year

Text

hold me through the storm | cassian andor

Summary: Sometimes, escaping TIE fighters during a storm means crash-landing and getting whiplash. Luckily, Cassian knows just how to make it better.

so, it turns out everyone’s thirsty for cassian fluff. yes, our followers have taste! warnings: mild injury, thunderstorms, teeth-rottingly indulgent fluff. note: this one’s special to me, because it’s actually based off a soundscape that i use to sleep on most nights. i recommend that you listen to the second half of it while you read this (the first half has cassian speaking, but it doesn’t quite match up with this)! find it on youtube here and spotify here, which i’ve started from my recommendation point for this fic (about 26 minutes in). word count: 1989 requested by: @angstyvirgin001 and @minigirl87. i hope you enjoy this, and that it makes you feel better <3 requests are open until sunday night! written by: archie

You hissed through your teeth, rubbing and squeezing at your nape to ease the strain.

That landing was far from your best. You probably took a crater out of the planet with how you plummeted, but there wasn’t much choice at all after those TIE fighters blew your freighter’s wing off.

Remarkably, the craft had landed without combusting or killing either of you inside, and the rumbling storm was severe enough that it would surely protect you from the searching starfighters. They were probably still looking.

You jolted to slam off the backup lights at the thought. The red bulbs instantly shut off, sending the whole ship into darkness, bar the tiny specks of red and green from the operation boards.

The freighter door slung open with a great screech of a sound. Howls of the thunderous wind and torrential rain deafened the cabin. “You wanna put on one light, maybe? I can’t even see!” Cassian’s voice battled the storm as he blindly clambered into the ship, a little clumsy in the darkness.

“Yeah, let me just-“ you flicked a couple of switches, and soon a single red bulb gave a dim glow, just enough to show you Cassian’s silhouette as he wrestled the door closed against the elements, the whole ship shaking with the force of his slam.

The overhead storm quieted instantly, now a low growl in the distance as he shrugged off his outer jacket, soaked through.

“We’re safe?”

“Yes,” he grunted, “There’s no one around and the storm gives us good cover. Let’s hope it keeps up until morning, and then we’ll look for damage or a way out of here.”

You started with a nod, but halted with a wince.

Somehow, he always noticed everything you did. Even when you tried to hide it from him, even when a wild storm should’ve masked the sounds of your pain, he noticed.

He’d been overly protective of you ever since you met him as a young, scared boy on Ferrix. He didn’t need to speak the same language as you to make a deep bond. You were kind and gentle with him, no matter how he resisted at first. You owned your place as a friendly face in a whir of change even as a young child, and you dropped by after school every day, just to see him and share your handmade toys.

He resisted at first, but it took barely a week for him to place every ounce of his trust in you.

Just two children, seeing each other through the horrors of Imperial-ruled childhood. And now, Imperial-ruled adulthood. You were together through everything and it was a known fact that would never change.

“What is it?” He was by your side in an instant, the dim crimson light showing up the concern in his eyes. “Are you hurt? Why are you not more careful by now?”

“Because TIE fighters, Cassian. Because TIE fighters. But don’t worry, I’m fine, just a little whiplash.” You tried to bat him away as he reached out to you, but he just knocked your hands away in return. “I’ll be better with a couple of days rest,” you comforted, but it didn’t stop his cold fingers from slipping under the back of your collar, leaving trails of raindrops across your skin as he pressed and squeezed there, seeking any pain out.

“I don’t believe you,” he murmured, glancing through the glass of the cockpit as his fingers still worked. Clearly double checking that the spot was actually safe, but the rain was far too heavy to see clearly through the glass, and the wind shook the ship even while it was still.

“I’m fine, Cass. We’re fine, let’s just sleep,” you knocked his hand away for final, stepping out of the pilot’s seat. “Stare as much as you like, but no light fighter with a brain would try and fly this low in these winds.”

“I promised I’d take care of you,” he reasoned, stepping aside to let you brush past into the cargo bay, “So I have to be sure.”

“Mhm, you keep that up,” you hummed, pulling the tab in the wall for the bunk mat, bending at the knees to protect your neck as you rolled it out full-length across the floor. “You battle the Empire. In the middle of a storm. In a crashed out ship with no comms. And me? I’ll be far away on an imaginary beach, spotchka in hand.”

His hushed laugh was a relief to your ears. “I’ll come too.” He gave one last glance out the window before fishing out a bottle of water and a packet of dried food. “Here’s your spotchka.”

You grinned up at him, despite the dire situation at hand. “Mm, delicious.”

As you both perched on the mattress to eat, you found it wasn’t particularly padded and was definitely a little skinny for two people. It was clearly designed for one-at-a-time watchkeeping, but you knew neither of you would mind at all.

There was a time where both of you would’ve fit side by side on such a mat with room to spare.

It was a whole routine. Ten-year-old you would conspire with a focused Kassa, who was keen on picking up as many words as he could, and then present a case to your parents as to why you should stay at Maarva’s. It’d take a full half hour of nagging, a handful of accented ‘please’s from young Cass, and once in a blue moon you’d find yourself sleeping amongst a pile of blankets on Maarva’s couch, Cassian’s feet by your head and yours by his, shoving your toes in his cheek and erupting with giggles in the night.

Maarva would wake to find the two of you with limbs thrown everywhere, sleeping heavily after a long night of multilingual laughter.

You were inseparable then, and nothing had changed in all these years.

Cassian scrunched up the wrappers and tucked them away, comfortably quiet amongst the trembling ship and rumbling howls of outside. “Lay down,” he spoke, and his affectionate tone didn’t hide that it was a command.

You were far too tired and sore to dispute it even if you wanted to. You shrugged off your jacket and bundled it up into a makeshift pillow and curled up instantly. The jacket didn’t quite give your sore neck the support it needed, so you settled an arm under your head in a feeble effort to relieve the strain and quietly watched the ruby outline of his silhouette bustling around the ship. He flicked switches and secured latches as he went, locking the vehicle down as far as he could before flicking off that little red bulb too.

Darkness flooded the space and your attention shifted to the metallic steps of his boots.

Somehow, Cassian had gone all this time without needing to know of your fear of the dark. Perhaps because whenever he was around to witness it, it had no power over you. His presence fought off the fears every time and now was no different, even with the howls of the thunder, the wind and rain that jostled the ship, the knowledge of the Empire flying overhead. None of it could touch this space with a single ounce of fear. Cassian was here.

His footsteps slowed as he neared where he’d remembered the mattress was, and you gave a soft hum to help with his locating. He caught on to where exactly you were and perched on the end of the mattress, a clumsy hand reaching out until he found where your shoulder lay. He shifted to lay down beside you and pressed in close without any hesitation. The routine was natural by now.

“Is your neck okay?” His accent twirled through the air, his voice velvet as he pulled off his own coat and draped it over both your torsos.

“It will be,” you murmured. Sleep tugged at the corner of your mind but you pushed it away to absorb these moments. It was this kind of interaction that made this lifestyle worth it. You and Cassian against the elements together. Against the odds.

A mellow breath pushed from his lungs. “Come here.” He didn’t give a chance for you to respond before he slipped his arm under your neck, easily bringing your head to rest in the crook of his shoulder, bicep supporting your injury as he took your jacket-pillow to support his own head. You tugged the hem of his makeshift coat-blanket to your chin and bundled in closely, eyes fluttering shut to focus on that familiar, safe scent.

He always smelled the same, whether he’d just cleaned or not. He smelled as if he’d carried the forests of Kenari with him all these years, and yet the mustiness of ships and adventure had sunk into his hair and clothes. Home.

“Mn. Thanks, Cas,” came your voice, riding out on a content sigh that could have easily been part of the storm outside.

But he’d heard just fine. “Don’t thank me,” he mused, voice deepening with weariness. A arm reached across you, and his healing fingers found the nape of your neck. He gave gentle presses and slow rubs across the area, thorough circles, so tender and yet so firm. “I don’t do this out of obligation.”

You shuffled your body closer, pressing in to share warmth. A content hum slipped out when his thumb found a collection of strained muscles and eased away the tightness. “Then why?”

His reply came so gently that if the storm had dared to send you thunder, you would have missed it.

“I want to take care of you.”

Your heart swelled, eyes flying open to try and find his shape in the darkness. You held such love for this man. For your Cassian. It wasn’t even purely romantic- he was so dear to you in every way he possibly could be.

And clearly, he felt the same.

It was rare that he’d be so vocal about his affections. But when he did say them it wasn’t even because he wanted a reaction, or merit, or recognition. Nothing of the sort. It was simply honest, and he’d share it as such.

You weren’t quite sure how to express this with him, so you let your touch wander. Your palm settled on his chest with slow, circular rubs in return, every ounce of your attention focused on sending him to sleep. “You’re too good to me,” you murmured.

“You deserve it all,” came his definitive reply.

Somehow, it brought a pleasant sting of tears to your eyes, so you closed them and basked in the feeling.

Being in Cassian’s arms, in the bubble of this ship inside the storm, protected. Safe. The cold of the cargo bay seeped into the toes of your boots, only serving to remind you how warm the rest of you was when tucked into his side, beneath his coat.

Somewhere along the line, his breathing evened and his fingers stopped massaging, the comforting weight of his forearm settling across the side of your neck.

Maarva used to worry about his sleeping. When he’d first arrived, he’d fight sleep into the early hours of the morning. It wasn’t insomnia, the doctors had said, it was distrust. Fear.

But that first night he’d joined you on Maarva’s couch, toe-to-cheek, he was out like a light. Since then, you’d struggled to believe he’d ever fought off sleep. Whenever you were there, he’d be gone instantly. Soundly.

His breathing slipped into those comfortable, dulcet snores. They were so gentle that you wouldn’t be able to hear them over the storm if not for being so close, enough to feel his flow of air flutter over the side of your face.

It was the most soothing, most homely sound you could ever think of. Oft times, laying in your bed alone, you’d imagine his snores beside you so that you could sleep.

This time, you didn’t need to.

Your eyes fell closed again, every inch of your body warm with his presence, and let his snores take you into slumber with him.

When you got to your dreams, he was waiting there.

#cassian andor imagine #cassian andor x reader #andor imagine #diego luna x reader #diego luna imagine #rogue one imagine #cassian x reader #cassian andor #andor #diego luna #please let me know what you think #i need validation to survive #star wars #star wars imagine #written by archie

799 notes · View notes

snekdood · 3 months

Text

"if we make america worse and more of a dictatorship that will be even harder to unravel and make it the way we want the country to be, maybe then everyone will join our Glorious Revolution!" bb girl you cant even be in the same room with someone who thinks you should vote, how in tf do you think you're gonna unite people to fight in The Revolution with you? it's gonna be you and your 5 friends, i hate to break it to you.

#i dont think you realize how repelling you and your politics are to everyone else #you get all of your validation for how Smart You Are from your friends and ignore any kind of feedback that suggests you should #change or do something differently. thats the only reason you're so convinced average people will go along with you bc you keep getting #affirmation from the people who ALREADY agree with you- but you have NO IDEA how to bridge the gap between people who agree #with you and disagree with you. you're horrible at convincing people of your side of things outside of straight up guilt tripping them #or bullying them like a highschooler. im sorry but the tools you learned to survive with as a kid aren't gonna help you in this situation.#the ONLY THING you can come up with to bridge that gap is a bloody revolution. thats how bad you are at this.#and you're also so bad at this and unimaginative that you dont even realize how THAT might not even be enough.#you cant imagine ANY kind of avenue to getting people to change AT ALL outside of blood and fire. and thats why people call you #an authoritarian.#i'll be honest- i really do think the world would be a better place if we did incremental change under a democratic president who wont #set the world on fire vs the godkingemperor republican WHO WONT EVEN LISTEN TO YOU AT ALL EVER AND MIGHT KILL YOU #FOR PUTTING UP A STINK. idk if you noticed but if that evil fuck gets into office we are severely outnumbered if he gets police #n shit to go after his own citizens. letting trump win is making this battle so much harder than it needs to be.#you are choosing trying to fix the world while its exploding vs trying to fix it before it explodes at all.#what is this like a procrastination thing? you wanna wait till the last minute to try? idfgi. wtf is wrong with you #throwing minority lives away to prove a point. and then you try to tell me you care. gtfoh.#accelerationists should never be taken seriously.

21 notes · View notes

killanyone4you · 10 months

Text

i have a thought of you for every star in the sky ♡

over the last few days i got tagged by @blakenstein and @lordgroose for selfies and i've been feeling like a sad little goblin so i haven't felt much like taking pictures but i did my hair so here we are. give me all the attention pls.

#me #my face #lovely moots 💕#lil taggy tag #girls with pink hair #sleepy girl #tell me i'm cute i literally need the validation to survive

35 notes · View notes

r0sequarks · 1 year

Text

okay so ramblings because i just saw wakanda forever and have thoughts. spoilers ahead!

i really got the feeling from the end scene with namora that namor was really playing the long game here. i don't think it was necessarily how he wanted things to go, but i think he knew that this was how it could end, and went in knowing that.

like, he wanted wakanda as an ally. he tested them, to see if they'd do so willingly - his whole conversation with shuri is establishing where wakanda in general and her specifically boundaries lie. he knew that they weren't going to choose to ally, not after he took shuri - so he chose to make it very clear that this was not a war wakanda could win - that they couldn't simply invade talocan.

and with Ramonda specifically, i feel like he knew she would never ally, but that because he'd shown shuri, she understood - ramonda wouldn't have spared him, i don't think, but shuri could, because angry as she was, she knew what he was doing it all for (she was the one who had tried for peaceful solutions, who hadn't wanted to be taken back).

it feels like (assuming they aren't forced not to) that bp3 is going to be the us (or, if they're cowards, "mercenaries") invading wakanda to steal the vibranium. because black panther or not, with their capitol drowned, they look weak. and with no one yet aware of talocan, they look like they have internal conflict - the director literally calls it a civil war. i think namor knew that; because sure, wakanda isn't weak, but they are alone, and eventually it does come down to numbers. if he sets up the opening for the west to invade (and he knows they will because has no faith in the surface world) then he knows a wakanda aware of and not actively fighting talocan will turn to him for help

he doesn't seem mean, but he feels ruthless. and i like that a lot more than hot-headed namor - he is much older, after all! i feel like namor works best when he's positioned as a villain not due to personal issues but simply because he is the king of a sovereign nation that is at odds with yours - that it's not petty world domination, but war. playing politics when everyone else is playing superheroes.

i don't know if that's what the scene at the end intended, but it definitely helps keep that difficult balance of "namor is a superhero who is our ally and can help" and "at any point namor may invade the surface world and drown a major city" that is the core.

#black panther wakanda forever #wakanda forever #wakanda forever spoilers #black panther #black panther spoilers #namor #mcu namor #meta #mcu meta #this is @ all the people going oh why is he the villain hes right #not that there isn't an overall trend of villains with valid points then being suddenly evil #but i feel like he was prepping the potential invasion from day 1 #and that yes invading wakanda is critical to his plans #because it puts them in the position to *need* to ally with talocan #at the same time as never think because they're allies hes still not a threat #its all about survival isn't it #because his duty isnt to whats good or right #its to his people

68 notes · View notes

incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 8 months

Note

You are seriously my favorite blog right now. You opinions and meta for ikevamp are so spot on. You somehow are able to flush the characters more than the canon. I just wanted to say I appreciate all the time you put into your writings and I love everything you have written so far!!!!

In Comte and Leo we trust 🫡

Aww, thank you so much! 💛💛💛

Honestly I have no control over the brainworms, I feel like Ikevamp is so saturated with implications that extrapolating becomes so much natural fun for me. I started writing and analyzing (with no supervision to stop me, big mistake) and I'm still so fascinated with it. I can't believe it's been almost what...four years? Five years? Since I started playing the Japanese version where this all began. I'm frankly flattered a lot of people agree/like my takes, it makes sharing my work really rewarding in ways I never expected~

I don't always have time for more than Comte thirsting and silly quotes these days, but you're more than welcome to enjoy what I've curated here! I imagine I won't stop shitposting until the app is discontinued, and even then I'm not confident I'll shut up 🤣🤣🤣 Comte's the best baby girl I've ever known lmfao

o7 PUREBLOOD STAN OR BUST HELL YEAH!

#tysm for such a kind ask! this made my day <333 #pureblood propaganda #(people need to stop validating my breaching containment it only makes me more powerful /j)#sometimes I wish the eng ver implemented more of the depth and hank pank from the og more consistently but alas #localizations are a bit of a hit or miss business im afraid #i also love how i've inadvertently created a sad pureblood fan club over the years (not you vlad)#(you can join after you've had your time out like a good boy)#but in all seriousness i find their lives strikingly saturated with complex emotion and subtle tragedy/melancholy #ig for a lack of a better description i just feel like they're relatable?#like yeah if i was leonardo and my abusive family could harass me forever #i would also be incredibly guarded and set in my ways to protect myself and probably hate vampires and their power plays #if--like comte--i felt a sense of identification with the people i was pressured to subjugate #i'd feel lost and empty too; unable to co-exist with my own kind but also inevitably at a distance from humans #both scenarios create an emotional and relational quagmire #and i think what's even harder about it for both of them is that they just have no choice--and rather few allies besides each other #all they can really choose is duplicity if they wish to remain true to themselves and reasonably survive #and i think that's a really exhausting/somewhat self-impoverishing position to be in #comte tries to subsist on ephemeral moments he shares with people--with varying levels of success (little)#leonardo forces himself into stasis bc if he doesn't he'll keep making the same mistakes #aka getting too close to people and getting hurt when their time ends #ive prbly said all this before but idk in light of so much i've learned since starting this blog #the allusions to vampirism being a vehicle for certain 'othered' identities seems boundless to me (domestic abuse/class structures/nd etc.)#vlad is a pureblood but he seems like one of those flat movie vampires pandering to the aesthetic obsessions of a v particular audience #any story needs both flat and round characters--so naturally his existence serves a purpose/function; nothing wrong with that #but i find myself to be too Shrek to be v invested in him (FAVES HAVE L A Y E R S)#ig i just think its very easy and a bit bland to associate vampires with horror/gore/unmitigated violence/extreme emotionality #but much more engaging to explore the status of monstrosity as it relates to oppressed identities and unconventional kindness #or maybe that's just the monsterfker in me--in which case sorry everyone being cringe on main (it will happen again)

13 notes · View notes

harrowharkwife · 1 year

Text

there is nothing wrong with character death when it's meaningful, forecasted & not for shock value, & narratively significant. send tweet

#i narrowly survived s4 of the magicians on syfy i am strong enough to withstand this #anyway. much love to everyone who is upset rn you are so so valid & i do not mean this to be condescending in the slightest #im just very drunk rn and i feel similarly abt this as i did abt the character death in Bly Manor #(which i need to rewatch btw)#might feel differently when I'm sober but like #gay people die too. and in case y'all forgot this IS the killing and eating people show. like. hello #i love a good tragedy...#and also... chances on lot being haunted next season the same way Shauna was in s1??? SOOO high #like I'm sad but. she drew the queen. i knew this was coming in the back of my mind.#time to write lots of hurt comfort fix it fic #yellowjackets spoilers

17 notes · View notes

ziracona · 2 years

Text

We remember how much his ‘look at what they’re doing, what they’re asking you to do,’ monologue slapped, but what Deacon doesn’t get enough credit for is that he’s right about every single faction when he cautions you too.

#I have been thinking about this a lot but his problem with the Minutemen is he doesn’t trust the power structure as not likely to corrupt &#while if you’re a good General the Minutemen stay in corrupted and are /very good/ they can also become used by a bad PC and deeply corrupt #and even convinced to sell out the commonwealth to the institute AND think they’re doing the right thing so he’s actually 4-for-4 #he’s a little harsh maybe but he’s /not/ wrong and people don’t talk about that or the monutemen’s potential for corruption either #I adore the Minutemen! they’re great. working hard RN to drag Deacon on their entire quest line so he will like them better. but this does #not change they have the potential for deep corruption as well as becoming a great group. it’s so /easy/ to tell people who to hate and why #when you’re in charge. and the difference between them and the Railroad is the Railroad knows they’re signing on to a death sentence and #everyone is there out of a personal experience and personal conviction to do what they think is right. none of them have heard these people #are heroes and think they can become heroes by signing on. they’re a bunch of traumatized - angry - hurt people desperate to not let #something that happened to them before happen again. you can’t easily corrupt viciously held personal beliefs #now it’s not necessarily bad either that the Minutemen represent hope and justice and good! hope is vital and so is potential. people have #to believe in something right? but it does introduce the easy threat of being corrupted because people are there for the idea of something #and ideas corrupt quicker in reality than action plans do. I think it’s fascinating #Anyway Preston deserves a Minutemen who live up to what he saw them as as a child and the commonwealth needs real good guys and I will /#/always/ see he and they get them. but I don’t think Deacon is given credit foe the validity of his criticism.#it happened when he was young. they sold out and power corrupted and almost all of them and a lot of civilians died. that doesn’t have to #happen again. they /can/ be different: but it’s important to remember how easily it did last time. learn from the past. move forward #fallout 4 #god I love the Minutemen though they’re very sweet. the fear in my soul when I see three people in cowboy hats with muskets and no armor #trying to take out a sentry bot in the distance let me tell you even on survival I jump into danger with a panic previously unknown #kind little fools. they’re doing great : ) 💙

37 notes · View notes

alightbuthappypen · 8 months

Text

Anyone else having a real problem with phantom notifications on here lately

#please I need external validation to survive #why are you playing with me like this tumblr

5 notes · View notes

rubysparx · 2 years

Text

Rambled too much on my personal server. Anyway.

Thinking about Kabru “Misirl I think I’m a monster” vs Laios…. What’s going on with him rn. Yk like. “I think I’m a monster and it makes me sick” vs “I know I’m a human and it makes me sick” can you imagine.. the argument. What do you mean you fantasized about monsters attacking your village? But. What do you mean a group of humans deceived and attempted to kill your party, so you slaughtered them and didn’t even make use of their money . When the monsters of utaya at least had a meal. Idk idk ! Thoughts.

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #it’s like. ..#kabrus mentality is that monsters are vicious and cruel and should all die #whereas humans can be reasoned with #but laios’ mentality is that humans are cruel! needlessly violent and mean #monsters are just doing what they need to to survive #they don’t think about wether or not their being mean #they don’t think of greed. just eating #IDK CAN YOU TELL WHOS SIDE IM ON HERE #plot twist it’s neither. I think both are valid points but like. idk #can they just kiss now #WHATEVER. I don’t care.#I don’t. care. shutting up now #goodby

39 notes · View notes

princeofyorkshire · 4 months

Text

sigh

#i feel like being here isn’t the best for me atm cause i’m always looking for validation that I Don’t Get and i need to be a big girl and #learn how to live by myself learn how to survive on my own i am so tired of always expecting stuff from ppl when they don’t owe me shit #that’s all on me!!!!!!! it’s like i’m trying to find something in here that i won’t get cause i am a nobody in every aspect of my life #also i just hate spreading so much negativity in general and i feel like being like this on main is just not good i want my blog to be a #kind and safe space for everyone not a venting place full of negativity and self hatred #and rn that’s what i’m so i might just take a little break until i’m me again #bye xxxx #**

3 notes · View notes

xythlia · 11 months

Text

the thing about scotus deciding businesses have a constitutional right to refuse service to any non white or non cishet group is it's exactly what lgbt+ activists have been warning us was coming ever since the drag bans and anti trans bills were being passed. it wasn't that long ago that banks refused to open accounts with gay people, or give them loans or mortgages. it wasn't that long ago a job could fire you if they found out you weren't heterosexual. it wasn't that long ago that neighbors were spying on each other with their hands wrapped around the phone just waiting to see someone of the same sex walk out of someone else's door so they could call the cops. it wasn't that long ago that cops would routinely crash gay bars looking to round people up for arrest on sodomy & indecency laws. stop clowning on older lgbt+ ppl because they're the ones who survived that shit, they're the ones who warned us this was coming, and they'll be the ones who can either help you or leave you to fend for yourself if things keep going the way they have been

#i get so sick of seeing ppl my age constantly disrespect real queer elders bc guess what they survived when so many died #& if you don't wanna see that way of life make a comeback we need to start truly listening to them #and really making an effort to stop this instead of having weird internal discourse every other week #about who in our community is or isn't valid or whatever bs

5 notes · View notes

yngai · 1 year

Text

on the topic of the RE6 parallel of ada saving civilians/leon watching or (indirectly) getting innocent people killed, another funny parallel to consider is that it was ada & her organization who destroyed the entirety of los iluminados' military & research facilities located on the island (organization agents planted the explosives, ada detonated them + destroyed a warship singlehandedly) . beyond the fact that leon would be dead/infected without her aid & that she directly helps him in his fight with saddler by throwing him the rocket launcher, there was still a possibility that los iluminados would see its pursuit of world domination even without leon or ashley planted within the american government, & ada snuffed it out .

#* file // : OOC — ( 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐄 . )#in the remake saddler's death causes all plaga infected to be rendered inert but we do know that by vendetta #some form of the cult survived that did at least manage to hand arias a sample of the plaga #though thanks to ada and the organization they barely pose a threat anymore since they don't have any military presence #nobody in this fandom gives her credit for all the work she does in the background to ensure things don't go to shit #she wouldn't want it (in-universe) because she has plenty of recognition already within the criminal underworld #and if her mystery gave way to any notions of altruism her reach would be quite limited i imagine #she isn't altruistic and the want to help or save people doesn't come from some inner need to self-sacrifice #'these people are so helpless and should be happy i'm here because they clearly need me'#just another notch to validate her ego #though she does put herself at risk her own sense of superiority sees her pull through with it #even if she underestimates the threat or overestimates her own abilities (as can be observed with saddler/svetlana/simmons' second form)#good actions without great justifications

6 notes · View notes

killanyone4you · 10 months

Text

so thank you for the grave. i needed me a place to sleep ♡

#i'm in the weirdest little mood #me #my face #sleepy girl #girls with pink hair #tell me i'm cute i literally need the validation to survive #bleh #talk to me #bored girl

26 notes · View notes

brushes-of-sage · 8 months

Text

If I’ve learned anything from participating in decades-long fandoms about stories, it’s that canon is a playground and the good and the bad - it’s about finding the joy within community and stories

#and of course that every character is aroace I don’t make the rules #ajfkakfjka #haha jk unless #nah but seriously #there’s gonna be new iterations that people are gonna hate ‘cause it’s different or adds or changes stuff #and disappointment about it is valid yeah #but also take a step back and see just how much the stories have still survived #I might be romanticizing it all but sometimes I think we need a bit of that now and then #rather than being caught up with being angry or unfairly critical #idk this is just me wanting to enjoy the concept of Michael and Spock rn ‘cause siblings?#I’m soft for that #like mate - transformers and tmnt got me inoculated for this #Sage rambles incoherently

2 notes · View notes

moongothic · 1 year

Text

Especially with things like alt fashion, I understand how people look at how obscenely expensive certain things can be and how many people will decide to make their own dupes instead because it's cheaper

But sometimes I just wish people would just understand that the dupe of a 30 dollar alt fashion t-shirt you made with cheap acrylic paint onto a 1 dollar plastic t-shirt from Walmart or Shein or Amazon isn't the Epic Own Against The Rich you think it is

Like yes the 30 dollar t-shirt is expensive but also like

This isn't Super Scientific but you get the idea

The more expensive an item is, the more likely it is the item was made with fair labour (costs money), responsibly sourced materials (costs money) and is of higher quality (also costs money). Also, especially with things like alt fashion, by buying from an alternative creator/brand you are directly supporting the subculture

Meanwhile the plastic t-shirt you painted-- well it was already going to shed microplastics in the wash but now it'll shed even more because that paint isn't going to hold up with time. Like congrats, you made your own fast fashion piece, I'm sure Walmart appreciates the money you gave them.

Mind you, the big caveat here is that, of course, brands can still make their products as dirt cheap as they can and still hike up the price an obscene amount, I am absolutely not saying that cost = quality or anything like that (I think any of the "classy fashion brands" like IDK Gucci or whatever are a great example of that)

Like. All I'm saying is that sometimes when things are expensive, ot's because they're genuinely worth the cost, and making dupes of products from small niche businesses with mass produced materials from big box stores isn't fighting against capitalism, it's contributing to it

#Text post #Mine #If you need fast fashion/big box store products/Amazon/whatever for one reason or another #This post isn't about you #This post is about Fighting Capitalism and how some people don't understand how to do that #Also this is not Anti-DIY!!! Go DIY your clothes!!! It's fun and valid as hell!!#Just understand your materials and make good decisions etc #Just please be kind to some alt creators they're just people trying to survive by making niche items for niche people #(This does not include Killstar) (Probably) (IDK Killstar seems very Fast Fashion-y but I could be wrong)#(Though I'd still rather have you buy shit from them than Shein)#(Don't ask me where to shop ethically I don't know you'll have to do your own research)

5 notes · View notes