#ig he's just the logic half of the brain

[synthshenanigans]

Ik Heart literal wise is the actual heart but like what would Mind be? Cos im thinkin it about it an since Heart & Mind are stated to be the halves of the brain, he cant be the brain then?

#or maybe im overthinking that #like im trying to go for literal stuff in some drawings #an like Heart is obvious cos he's the heart like yea #but in the songs Soul mentions many times that they're both the brain [the left brain & right brain] #SO LIKE WHAT IS MIND THEN THE SKULL?? WHAT DO I USE FOR YOU BUDDY??? #shaking Mind like im that little girl from finding nemo with the fish bag #WHAT ARE YOU #heart = the heart. soul = the body. mind = ??? #maybe like hands??? i would say the voice/throat or smth but be born makes it seem like the two of them are voice/voices? #idk man im too dumb for this #maybe eyes?? #i have no idea #“what are you guys?” (oh im the heart) {im the body/self} [idfk man the nose?? an eyeball??? im asking the same question myself] #ig he's just the logic half of the brain #am i stupid? am i missing a lyric or misinterpreting a line? #okay its IS 4am so ya know maybe that's why im like this #idk im dumb #I might delete later cos I feel stupid but I am curious to other ideas/interpretations #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #moss post

[princessbrunette]

stepbro!rafe is so….. 😵‍💫

pretty dark content ig !! tw: stepcest, some piss stuff if you squint but not rlly, some angry rafey, thas it 🤓

even with sarah standing between the two of you, you on one side of her, him on the other, he’ll still reach behind her back to tug at your hair— staring straight ahead, not even indulging in watching your head gently tip back— because he’s a big boy, he’d never tug too hard. he does let himself glance at you with a smirk when you pout and fix your heads position, sarah tsking at his actions, sending a non committal swat his way, none the wiser.

he’ll embarrass you at your sleepovers with your girl friends, barging into your room when you’re all sat chatting in a circle on your carpet, messing up your dresser and shelves as he looks for something he apparently left there. your friends don’t complain, either too intimidated by his mean presence or thinking he’s sexy enough to get away with it, hair being twirled in his direction which makes your tummy twitch in irritation and you don’t know why. if you tell him to hurry up, or that you don’t have whatever he’s looking for, or god forbid you tell him to get out, he doesn’t care who’s around— he’ll slowly stride over and squat down by your side, squishing your cheeks with his hand making you look at him. “s’that any way to talk to your big brother?” he hums, a threat of course. your friends, wiser than you, suspect something weird is going on but never would say anything. an accusation like that would be crazy, right?

he glares at you when you’re sauntering around in your bikini, tugging at the strings holding it to your body whenever he passes you making you let out a displeased moan that makes his cock bloat, even if you pair it with an attempted smack. “don’t wear that shit around then?” he shrugs like it’s simple logic as he walks away.

he would die before he lets anyone call him “rafey”, but when little old you says it — he has to admit it’s kind of cute. he does think you’re sweet, he really does — when you haven’t seen him all day and despite him treating you all mean, or acting like a total perv you’re still excited to see him and talk his ear off about your girly drama he doesn’t care for. “oh— and then rafey, i forgot to tell you, she got all up in her face and was like ‘you’re not even a real kook!’ and everyone was like ohhhh—” you ramble, following him through the kitchen as he walks through the house, getting on with his daily life just trusting you’ll follow.

“oh yeah?” he hums, so evidently disinterested but you’re too stupid to notice. he heads towards the bathroom as you continue telling your story and you stop at the door, trailing off with a little furrowed brow when he walks inside.

“rafey m’not done with the story!” you whine, and he’s just casually yanking you inside by the forearm, eyes rolling back into his head as he nudges the door shut behind him.

“yeah yeah, keep talkin’ i just gotta take a leak.” he works his belt open expertly with his hand, looking at you boredly waiting for you to continue. however your interest has totally shifted, happy to get all close and personal with your favourite step-sibling, your innocent brain curious to how his anatomy worked. he’s happy to teach you, he even lets you hold his cock whilst he pee’s, smushing your cheek to his arm and giggling as you aim it into the bowl, giggling more when rafe winces and says “shit, stop squeezin it so hard would you?” irritably.

he is always there for you in other ways of course, like when it’s storming or you’ve had a nightmare and you show up at his bedroom door at 4AM. he looks all cute standing there squinting half awake in just his sweatpants, rubbing at his eyes with messy hair. he lets you in reluctantly when you whine about how you can’t get back to sleep without him, watching you clamber onto his bed, happy as a clam in your fluffy socks, one of them pulled up your calf and the other barely hanging on to your foot. he shakes his head and shuts the door behind him of course, his dad definitely wouldn’t approve of rafe taking advantage of his new step-sister like this, and hell, sarah would surely kill him in his sleep.

he leaves rough kisses on your temple when you snuggle into him, and when you get all restless and try to wake him up properly to entertain you because you just can’t get back to sleep, he really has no choice but to sling your thigh open over his bent leg and stuff a hand down your pink panties, being sure to keep a hand free to cover your mouth whilst he strokes the audible stickiness with a roughness that was totally trademark to rafe. he had to, okay? you wouldn’t go to sleep and leave him alone otherwise! he was only trying to calm you down.

when he gets into his explosive arguments with ward, which was inevitable and horrifyingly often — you’d be surprised at his softness directed towards you if you ever happened to walk in, or be witness to the aggression he displayed. even when mad, he’d sigh and storm over to you, clasping a hand on your shoulder and turning you around toward the door. “go back upstairs, kid alright? this doesn’t — doesn’t concern you. big kid stuff.” he tries to usher you out.

“hell— maybe she should hear this rafe! she’s family after all, and you’re screwing all of us!” ward stands, lifting his arms in resignation. your stepbrother is quick to let go of you to close the distance between him and his father, grabbing his collar roughly and pointing a finger in his face, panting roughly through his nose.

“you leave her out of this. do not fucking play with me dad, a’ight?” he shakes like a feral dog, but still manages to turn his head to you who’s lingering in the doorway nervously. “go, sweetheart.” sweetheart, ward stares at him— the shock from his sons aggression melting into one of disgust, suspicion. surely rafe isn’t doing what he thinks he’s doing.

oh but he is, and then some.

#tw stepcest #tw piss #tw dark content #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron blurb

[emmitaaa4]

Addressing some fandom BS inconsistencies

Gwyn was shadow mommy, Az was shadow daddy, they were gonna have shadow babies with her extra super pliable bones.

I audibly chocked when I read this @nikethestatue (btw everything said in this post was on point). No but seriously this is how they sound, too many of them insisting that there is nothing wrong with basing the likelihood of a ship on who has the more suitable uterus to be with a man... cause supposedly they're just picking up on the hints SJM wrote for them? She likes babies for HEAs so ofc children are the end all be all of a relationship, plus there's absolutely no way that she could ever write an adoption plot SJM is literally adopted and has done it in other series. Selective reading strikes again.

A minimum amount of critical thinking would tell you that 1) the infamous *magical uterus change* scene was about nessian (& feysand), not about any ship; 2) if SJM had written Nesta changing Elain's uterus, it would have given too much away, not to mention 3) how disturbing/violating it would have been for Nesta to change her sister's reproductive anatomy WITHOUT HER CONSENT?! None of it makes sense narratively; my girl Nes would never, especially given the trauma they both suffered from having their bodily autonomy--and so much more--ripped away by the Cauldron.

This argument is so trivialized that I see it every other day on reddit/tiktok/*insert media app*, and yet elriels are the toxic side of the fandom? The ones whom people are allowed to insult, to ridicule for theories all made in good fun, the women that are villainized over a difference of opinion? Don't get me wrong, there's assholes on both sides and people keep calling one another variations of delulu (and the nastier personal attacks). But by painting this fandom-wide villain there is such a lack of accountability for the plethora of harmful talking points spread by other portions of the fandom. (I've been silently reading the anti-elain & anti-elriel tags for like a year, and I'm on tiktok. Yes, I have self-destructive tendencies).

Anyways.

I never understood either how people ever actually thought (or well still think) that gwynriel would happen BEFORE elucien?? It makes no sense logically, narratively, or in terms of characterization & the arc she's set up for Elain, Azriel, and Lucien. Yet it took one controversial bonus chapter for people to decenter Elain in her own story, that is make her choice of romantic partner--which SJM spent 3+ books setting up--Azriel's. It took one bonus chapter that soo many readers are still unaware of, to brush Elain off as a "sexual object" Az is using to distract himself until his therapist-extraordinaire Gwyn comes in and heals him all up. Because ofc she will: she's badass and not the "passive and weak and boring" Eplain (aka "Plant" or "brain dead gardener"), she fits the YA archetype of the spunky warrior-girl so she can handle his darkness, and SJM supposedly spent time fleshing her out because she wrote her as a LI for Azriel; she's made for him, she is what he needs to grow (I actually enjoyed Gwyn's character btw, just pointing out how silly it all sounds). “Next book is a love triangle between Elain/Az/Gwyn” “Elain will turn evil or is secretly evil”. So you're telling me that SJM would pit Elain & Gwyn against each other in a love triangle over a man... all because of a necklace that was not even mentioned once in the actual books? Please, let's be logical for a second.

All this because instead of reading the bonus chapter in the context of the books, some people are reading the books in the context of the bonus chapter. Which now that I think of it is probably why so many people mischaracterize Az the way they do--because yes we know enough of his character to know half of the stuff the fandom diagnoses him with is questionable. Azriel? Entitled incel x fuckboy hybrid (gotta be the first of his kind, minute slay ig)? Interesting tell me more. No joke I saw a semi-popular post on here where a gwynriel said they read the bonus WITHOUT HAVING READ ANY OF THE BOOKS. I'm sorry, ship wars are silly and believe it or not idc who ppl ship, but it makes it hard to take some of the things they say seriously.

All this to say that the fandom isn't even debating the right thing. If you consider everything SJM has said in her interviews:

(she's been planting seeds for Nesta & Elain's book since acomaf; she knows who she is writing the first 2 books about + is keeping things open for the 3rd one--with 5 different ship options--which automatically rules out "Elain will close the series"; she said she's doing research for Elain's book in the ACOFAS bonus & there's seeds for future bookS in acofas; all she said recently about her beloved *heroines* and the themes of fate/true love/choice she finds *very* interesting & wants to discuss)

and if you also consider all she's written in the actual books (elain's characterization + the overarching plot in general & how she fits into it), then it's pretty evident that Elain's book is next.

The question then would be who is the MMC / 2nd PoV in her book, aka would acotar 5 be an elucien or an elriel story? Because logically, gwynriel was always a consequence of elucien. I honestly do not understand how people don't see that.

Oh and they always think they're gagging elriels with the "obviously Azriel is the next MC" as if elriels aren't saying the same thing? And we're the ones twisting info and not making sense. It's just funny at this point.

---sidenote: I realize that this post generalizes some things, and I just wanted to say that I have interacted with lovely eluciens / people on either side of this headache of a ship war. My hard limit is Elain haters though... back off I say 🤺 BACK OFF 🤺

---sidenote 2: I would have written this as a reblog except im not entirely sure how tumblr works and I get no visibility from them rip.

#please be so for real rn #elain archeron #anti gwynriel #anti nonsense #acotar 5 #elriel #pro elriel #pro elain #pro azriel #sjm interview #azriel bonus chapter #nesta archeron #elucien

[kiwibongos]

i dont really infodump in general at all but im doing it cus i need some ideas off my chest. do you freak with angst? perhaps an unhappy ending?

// sdr2 chapter 5+ending spoilers ig. kuzuhina au baybee

ok im, pretty positive that if there's two people left then neither of them can get out together and just split the prize bc that'd be pretty bullshit (idek if they ever cleared it up, imo tho one man standing would be the most logical)

so what if nagito DID bomb the island, taking everyone out?

fyi ive written this nearly entirely so im sparing u with a little summary(this is not a summary)

so bombs are spread all around the islands forreal this time. after nagito's video, a chain of them went off right as they were running out of the plushie factory, barely on time. everything started crumbling around them, and all the others were downed one by one, either caught in the explosions or crushed underneath falling structures

but somehow haj and fuyu survived, the others killed right in front of their own eyes. but they ran away, retreating to the warehouse, to which they find nagitos body. and the realization hits– it’s just them now, they’re the only ones left, and neither of them know what to do

im sure u can imagine hajime was fucking RAGING at that point just breaking down and stressing out

they didnt know what to do, they couldnt do anything, but fuyuhiko was here, so the first thing they did was to get off the island since the fire was spreading. from there, they wander around, hoping maybe then something would happen, but there wasn't any sight of monokuma or monomi. all they could do was look onto the destroyed islands, before they inevitably wait in a safe spot at the military base, officially at a dead end

they just kinda sit there for a while, not knowing what to do. but they cant wait here forever, and fuyuhiko knows what he has to do

eventually, he hands hajime a pistol(acquired from the truck of firearms outside), and asks him to kill him so it could finally be over

obviously hajime refuses at first, but fuyuhiko begs him, because he isn’t a good person and he doesn’t have much else to live for, while hajime has singlehandedly saved everyones asses, he deserved to escape more than anyone else here. by now, hajime was crying, but they’ve been at this dead end for so long, he knew he had to do it or else they’d never be getting off this island. so hajime just holds em close and says his final goodbyes (maybe a kiss teehee) before making it quick for him

pulling that trigger hurts him more than anything, ANYWAY BOOM hajime is the winner, simulation ends

also postgame babey; when things end here, hajime would wake up from the simulation, and since he never got to choose his own future alongside everyone else, he wakes up as izuru kamukura (he's also unable to open the pods since he won as the last survivor standing on top, and they didn't cheat the game to make it possible, now that it had officially ended.) also he's not entirely empty i think, izuru and hajime still would have "merged" afterwards, so it'd moreso just be hajime somewhere in there half of the time just mourning but its deeply suppressed, whatever way izurus dumb fucky brain works, he chills in the streets fr

#kuzuhina #bickering #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #hajime hinata #i guess what could come after is up to you as interpretation #to summarize weird izuru brain stuff just imagine that scene when izuru(hajime) cries at chiakis death #itd be like that regarding the whole situation. so he still feels. kind of. #also honestly i would love an alternative to this but in the format of soniaki(or any other chiaki ship) #her surviving as the traitor knowing her efforts and nagitos plan went to waste at the same time #so she reveals herself to sonia #and they have the same tragic ending #ive been writing/thinking of a whole lotta angst recently #anyway ill just let this collect dust here #im a one braincelled organism without a name #danganronpa #super danganronpa 2 #sdr2 #danganronpa v2 goodbye despair #danganronpa v2

[gracebethartacc]

I’ve been seeing ppl when making their HMS designs usually point out design details and I didn’t initially do that w mine when I posted them so uh better late than never ig!

Gonna repost the designs here just for reference: 

Ok on to the notes!:

Heart: 

-circles/round shapes 

-fluffy/poofy hair 

-more casual/comfy clothes (almost like a pajama look?) 

-black as a accent color to act as a call back to that originally being his color 

-lots of heart shapes (the sides of his shoes, shoe laces being loopy rather than the X shape I usually do to make a heart style shape, the tie on his sweatpants etc etc)

-stitches/rag doll aesthetic (nod to the “tore me at the seams” line, also just because I personally associate stitches with hearts?? No reason idk just an unconscious thing ? Maybe it can be seen as a foil to mind being robotic and heart being “soft”? Idk there’s definitely symbolism to it I’m just too stupid to articulate it sorry lol 

-blindfold is expressive/works as an emoter/has sonic eyes logic, just bc I think it’s really fun to draw, he can be cartoony, as a treat.

-eyes start like the others (white w black/dark iris) but after going blind the colors inverse (black with white iris) (OMG LIKE IN FNAF!???!?🤯)

-purple heart shaped pupils 

-wings optional I’m still debating on them BUT I’m definitely making it be so him and mind get a angel and devil on the shoulder theme (plus the added thing about heart playing the victim “perfect little angel who can do no wrong” and how he vilifies and (quite literally in this case) demonizes Mind) 

-bleed from chest

Mind:

-square shapes

-hair slicked back rather than in his face like the others

-collared shirt under sweater to give a more presentable vibe

-platform boots to make him taller/give him the superiority complex (plus they look cool that too lol) 

-necklace is a brain because …you know…. mind (made my designs before the Q&A revealed what the necklace actually was, so jus’ took creative liberty, plus so him being the representation of the mind was more visually shown considering how heavily I plastered hearts and eyes on Heart and Soul lol (I’m just gonna say the irl/drum stick necklace can be part of my CJ/Whole design instead)) 

-YOU UNDERSTAND MECHANICAL HANDS ARE THE RULER OF EVERYTHING ok but seriously: robotic design just in general, I really like his split on the top head I’m proud of that idea lol (actually if it’s not obvious but I tried to give all of them some form of… something going on with their faces!! So hearts stitches minds bolts and souls half and half you get it) 

-blue square pupils, it’s hard to make out unless you zoom in but I give him android style eyes (those lines going from the corners of his pupil to his iris, kinda like how portal does it?? I don’t remember oof but that almost like— camera zooming in kind of look? That, I was going for that)) 

-like heart, his old color (white) acts as an accent color 

-would have bat wings as previously mentioned to insinuate demon motif 

-bleed from head

Soul:

-triangles/sharp/pointed shapes 

-combo of both half and half and gray colors 

-almost like?? Punk style clothing? 

-patches on jacket (a crown, upside down cross, eye, eclipse, trident, and heart respectively) (the cross was semi a nod to hokum all ye faithful just bc I like that cover a lot personally lol) 

-messier hair

-halo intended to resemble rope/noose but idk how obvious I made it idk ??

-shadow half of face to reference the CCCC cover art and their appearance in light/night 

-the extra eyes are optional/at will 

-more a lore thing but I HC the “shadowy form” was originally an at will thing when he became mad, but after some particularly bad day it ends up getting stuck like that

-gets a more biblically accurate angle style appearance (eye motif/body horror/halo etc) Soul is the god to Heart and Minds shoulder angel and devil if you get what I mean (both to nod to the general concept of the soul being rooted heavily in religion as well as two wuv and the soul electric) 

-red ring shaped pupil to insinuate a halo shape

-half and half wings 

-bleed from eye (eyes are the windows to the soul/angle motif/soul always watching and having to keep an eye on H&M) 

Whole: 

Wasn’t going to mention him considering I literally just… drew Chonny from TMR and that’s it lmao?? But eh might as well mention him while I’m here

-regular shaped pupils (static colored)

-tally hall color nail polish (nod to the CCCC cover art)

-hair is more naturally drawn rather than stylized/shaped 

-white sweater to act as an inverse to HMS all having black/dark colored sweaters

-similar shoes to Heart, half and half jacket to match Soul, necklace to match Mind (not in ref but will be added later probably)

Extra/general stuff/small details:

-Their hair frizz bits are all matching their previously mentioned shape language (and lack there of in Whole’s case)

-eyes:

-the before (haha get it) they fully formed/gained consciousness designs keep to same general shape language idea, and gray specifically has a mouth as a nod to how Soul was the first one properly shown/we were shown their lips while the other two still were kept as the white and black heads for a bit before they inevitably got shown properly in TME

-the pre night/light designs I also don’t really feel the need to mention just bc they are pretty straight forward n snagged from TME/just their regular designs but missing the added layers n jackets n stuff ? Plus ig the added detail they are much more humanoid at the start I think is neat :3

uhhhh ig that’s it ?? Yeah sorry idk how to end this post just wanted an excuse to talk about my designs lol 

#chonny jash #cccc #mind cj #heart cj #cj heart #soul cj #cj soul #cj mind #heart chonny jash #soul chonny jash #mind chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #chonny’s charming chaos compendium

[cryingatships]

Kiseki: Dear to Me ep 1 aka we have several kitties in our hands

Ok let's start~

Ai di? Eddie? Which one are we gonna follow? I'm not immune to pretty faces, I'm gonna protect him with my life now. Also are they a couple? Sorta ship it oeo

Okee guess not. Hmmm Picking up someone out of the blue, and Ai di scratching his back like that, very cat-like of him. A meow =w=

Why is Mr. I'm-The-Only-One-Not-Wearing-Black just standing there like a statue? Where's your concern for a friend. Oh, they're supposed to be old acquaintances as per mdl? That explains it the smile.

What's that red thing on the photo? Lemme guess, blood? It is a mafia (can we call this mafia?) setting.

Zhong Yi is a brave, brave person for not screaming when he saw a bloody hand on the road all of a sudden. Kudos to him. Could never be me :')

Oh oh oh (nooooo) they're using the same remedies. Does ql drama world not have not other, more effective medicines for woundtending? That looks like a gash too deep for home treatment, if you ask me. But ig he'll be saved by ql logic ahaha (I love ql logic. Why can't we have ql logic irl huh)

For once there is no (not felt by me atleast) homoerotic subtext in woundtending. Shocking.

(Anyone know what are the names of the books? Ig they're all books related to studying medicine and such, but I'd still like to know)

Ze Rui, my boy, blackmailing is not how you woo the love of your life. But it's effective here, so owo

Ze Rui is dramatic af. A bread isn't gonna break your ribs, chile. He reminds me of our cats throwing a concert of shame whenever mealtime is late by like half a second.

Zhong Yi keeping tabs. Finally a character who makes (tries to make) financially sound descisions. Like love ain't gonna fill your stomach (not with your sugar kitty mooching off you u.u)

Ze Rui, my boy, you're sus af. I'd have taken away any valuables before leaving you in my home, too. Scamming alert u.u

"It's your karma then." 👏👏👏👏👏

My meow meow is back. He's got some claws. And He looks great in pink! And he has a (potential) boyfie too, good for him!

Knowing your hookup form the night before didn't go home with you for your rizz but for your decade old rice cooker.... that must hurt.

OH? Is Xong Yi snapping finally?

Nvm false alarm. the intimacy tho. Which other surfaces do you wanna shove him against, Ze Rui? BUt threatening is bad flirting technique smh

I don't wanna say it but - poor husband working his ass off to earn money and feed his other, lazy ass of a husband. Also Zong Yi looks so meow meow here? He looked Tired, I feel bad for him :\ Ze Rui take care of your man sometimes, too! Don't make him be the only caregiver in the relationship, it won't work out

Ze Rui is so Kitty Coded that they had to add cat noises jajaja

Oh so Ze Rui does have some brains. His friends (?) did call him the brains of the group hmmm. But ZR lookis so smug, is it cause he made a fool of ZY or cause he has ZY on his (technically ZY's) bed

Ok we need a list of Bread in qls. Bread as a metaphor, bread love (also hate) language yeye

Oh tragic pasts time.... How expectations can go both ways, huh? Too much too little, atleast it seems like ZY still has a good family? (I'm jinxing it-). Seeing that this is Taiwanese drama, and after reading a lot of danmeis, I wonder if ZR is an illegitimate child? As they call it in the danmeis, a 'mistress's' child?

Ok ok I have a theory - Ai di is an ornage kitty (the kind who're always too excited and wants your attention 24/7 or they'll wreck havoc on your room), Ze Rui is a fancy long haired high maintenance kitty (a calico?? Let's not look at the sciences of this), Zong Yi is a black-white kitty, not totally a void but def wiggly and also got the coldness of a white kitty.

Putting clothes on your (future) lover, a beloved if new trope :3 (ye i'm looking at loa)

I want a piece of that cake too, so hungry ueueue

ZR is three cats in pyjamas confirmed. Cats never ever finish their meals cause they too 'eat in small portions'. smh

They're not using the there was only one bed trope?

OH OH THAT LOOK WHEN ZY starts eating. I see you I see you. I feel food was very important in today's episode like, it's used as a method for establishing who's controlling the situation, then it's used a bridge for communication and negotiation, and it's used to show economic differences (like ZR can bother wasting food and eats in small amounts, definitely not smt a person coming form a less privieged section of the society can do)and finally this look. I'm not gonna analyse this cause ye- but.... food.... maybe I'm just too hungry XD

This Zhang Teng would right in a drama of supernatural genre

I like the ending ost u.u

OK there was some INteresting power dynamic. A injured gang member who probably kills at sight and is rich, is now under the care of a impoverished, seemingly harmless (when are doctors, potential ones included, ever harmless) student with barely any way to defend himself from violence. But Zong Yi may refuse to treat him. Then we have the knife. Doctors are gain power from their skill, but is it enough to counter a the power of a criminal gang? And the gang member depends on the (aspiring) doctor for his life, while the doctor's life depends on the gang member's life. Ze Rui constantly uses words like "brat", "kiddo" etc to further demonstrate the power dynamic at play (cause in Asia seniority = social power and respect), but Zong Yi hardly ever argues about the use of these words. Like, he isn't even trying to establish that he too, has some power over the situation. Is he truly so accepting of others' holding power over him or is he just unbothered cause he treats Ze Rui's words as completely irrelevant to his life? Hmmmm. Who exactly has the upper hand rn? I'd say it's Zong Yi rn, but then again Ze Rui can successfully overturn anything Zong Yi does (like the locked door) and force Zong Yo to do his bidding soo...fd

#kiseki dear to me #kiseki: dear to me #ze rui x zong yi #hmm idk idk #chong yi x ai di

[chaoticspacefam]

😍 : What does your OC find irresistible in others?💘 : Is your OC a very good flirt? Are they charming? - For Saarai? c:

from the [Piping Hot OC Asks]! In case anyone wants the list and/or wants to send more

Thank you for the ask, Mima! :D

😍 : What does your OC find irresistible in others?

Looking at her current partners I'd have to say the list is as follows: -Shorter than her (this one isn't hard she's a damn building /lh) -She defo leans more towards femme partners than masc partners but that's partially a Trauma Response(tm) so y'know. Not a dealbreaker necessarily (proof: Koth XD) -Apparently she's an introvert magnet so ig Rai thinks the quiet, thoughtful/broody thing is cute? hahaha -She also has a soft spot for said "quiet" person getting a little rough around the edges/harsh. The amount of times Sash has stepped in before Rai could get a word in edgewise and either verbally or literally (situational, both Rai and Sash won't necessarily knock someone around if they don't deserve it but each of them have a line that if you cross it, you're gonna get your ass kicked XD) let someone have it and the logical, Empress part of Rai's brain took an immediate vacation while "Oh my god my wife is hot" took over are...well, numerous enough to be like "funny that has happened x times" kinda deal XD

💘 : Is your OC a very good flirt? Are they charming?

Oh yes, absolutely. Rai took after her daddy, she's a real charmer. :'D 10/10 pro flirt here, she'll have you swooning after one smile and one compliment half the time, even when she's ANNOYING she's charming, just ask Lana and Sash in particular. Even Koth fell for it, honestly, they didn't like eachother at first but then after they actually talked stuff out even he couldn't resist her charms ;3

#Q&A with the fam #Piping Hot OC asks #swtor oc: saarai ahaszaai #sith pureblood #subterfugeverse #the outlander #LS! eternal empress #ot3: sorry i ''stole'' your girlfriend #zephyrverse au #reverse!zephyrverse au #saarai/sash #sith empress #sith heiress #sidenote i have GOT to draw more ship art of rai's ships i have way less of it than i thought i did #this is a travesty /lh #thank you for asking! #mimabeann

[shooting-stars-only]

I posted 3,519 times in 2022

That's 3,251 more posts than 2021!

350 posts created (10%)

3,169 posts reblogged (90%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@magnetictapedatastorage

@gonegirldiscourse

@lifewithchronicpain

@girlsmoonsandstars

@nansheonearth

I tagged 3,345 of my posts in 2022

Only 5% of my posts had no tags

#fav - 283 posts

#laugh tag - 224 posts

#self.txt - 206 posts

#art - 164 posts

#gender ideology - 114 posts

#cute - 98 posts

#dogs - 69 posts

#ref - 69 posts

#reminders - 55 posts

#radical feminism - 49 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#that's literally how you grow as a person...protecting your kid from it might feel good in the moment but it's not right or good for the kid

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

A well-known rapper recently switched his IG pronouns to they/them. He hasn't made a statement yet, but people are swooning over this and talking about how he's "bringing gender diversity to hip-hop" and is "so brave," etc.

Oh, did I mention he was convicted of assaulting his girlfriend and threatening her with a firearm earlier this year? I bet this is totally unrelated.

Male abusers come out as non-binary now and the public immediately forgives them - if people even cared about their violence in the first place. Gender ideology is a great way for men to avoid social consequences.

863 notes - Posted July 17, 2022

#4

It’s amazing how many normie women will agree with the basic concepts of radical feminism if you don’t frame them as Radical Feminism(tm). Things like porn culture, sex vs gender, male violence, are all observable and radfem conclusions are logical. It’s just when you start bringing out the theory of why it’s like this that women get skittish. Which is understandable—fully understanding the breadth and depth of misogyny is scary, and for a lot of women, it’s too much, and they will disengage.

But some women won’t, and while they might not read Dworkin or call themselves radfems, they’ll be more aware of how to protect and love themselves and other women, and might become politically active if they weren’t already. That’s the end goal for me—I don’t really care what women call themselves, I’m just happy they’re striving for female solidarity and class consciousness, even if they don’t use those words.

892 notes - Posted November 23, 2022

#3

You know what, I really do think social media, maybe the internet in general, is rotting people's brains. Like "terminally online" and "brain worms" are not half-ironic jokes. It's destroying our attention spans and ability to interact with each other or form bonds, it's putting us in a social panopticon with no opportunity for privacy or ability to think for ourselves without fearing the judgment of our peers. People's boundaries are being eroded by the twin pressures/desires of fitting in and going viral. Sexual harassment is getting worse and worse, partially because of those two pressures. Corporations know more about us than we know about ourselves. Kindergartners arrive at school without the motor skills to hold pencils or the spatial awareness to play with Lego bc they were raised with tablets. Our eyesight is getting worse; our rates of depression and anxiety are skyrocketing; in fact, our physical and mental health are both plummeting. We are polarized, afraid, subject to groupthink, slowly being subsumed.

And you know, this is all linked to capitalism, bc who is benefiting from this? Who wants a tame and distractible populace? This particular analysis has been done by ppl better equipped than me, but the total ignorance/avoidance of this fact is simply playing into the hands of the capitalists. It scares me, honestly. I worry it's not going to get better.

tl;dr delete your social media

1,077 notes - Posted July 31, 2022

#2

So sick and tired of people calling everyone they don't like Nazis. Sorry you don't like JK Rowling or whoever the fuck, but making that comparison is laughable and frankly offensive. Do you actually know what the Nazis did, or is it just a story to you? Because some people sling the word around with such ease, I wonder if they think it's fiction.

1,121 notes - Posted September 17, 2022

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#love to see the posts abt non-radfem women finding solidarity got a lot of traction :) #also lol that only 2/10 tags on my radfem blog are actually radfem related #sorry guys....funny things and dogs only here

[gingeraleforthetrauma]

I suppose while writing these memories down, I'll be jumping around a bunch, no linear timeline here.

TW here ig, includes child being locked in a hot car, gaslighting and a panic attack.

Today's memory is of the 4th of July I'd mentioned before, it's longer than the first memory.

Going back a bit, my parents got divorced between 2010-2011, and from then on there was a series of rather nasty court hearings all the way up until I turned 18.

Like most kids with divorced parents, my sibling and I were had the 50/50 custody agreement pushed onto us, the especially wonderful 5/2/2/5 schedule.

This of course, also included holidays switching between parents each year.

Thinking on it now, it had to have been when I was 9 (that would've been 2011, the first 4th of July since my parents had officially been divorced).

Back then, my dad had this beat to hell white and grey Subaru Outback, I still feel panicky when I see one of them on the road or in a parking lot. We'd gotten picked up from where we lived with our mom and had gone to some event or another before getting slushies at our local SA gas station, the promise of going swimming after just one more stop, I was not terribly pleased.

Especially when I found out just where we would be going. A former friend of the family, who had stabbed everyone but my wonderful father in the back, was apparently going to be hosting us for an hour or two before we'd finally get our dad's apartment and go swimming.

I told him as much seeing as at 9yo I hadn't quite retreated into my shell enough to not be vocal about what I didn't agree with.

I was given two options as a result, either stop arguing and go inside with him and my sibling, or stay in the car until he was done chatting with his friend (both options had the addition of being grounded from the pool, going outside and playing video games). Logically, I asked how long he would take. He said he would be less than 30 minutes and that my sibling didn't get a choice, they'd be going inside with our father.

I ended up choosing to stay in the car. Which was, admittedly, incredibly stupid. It was in the upper 80s outside, he refused to rolled the windows down, told me not to open the door unless I was joining them inside, and to stay out of sight in case anyone saw me and tried to break in.

(I had less than half of my slushue left and it'd long since melted and gone warm)

Thinking back on it now, I realize I'd had a panic attack. I couldn't breath and within five minutes of being locked in it became unbearably stuffy and the cool from the AC had been swept out the doors when I'd been left in the car. Anytime I saw anyone outside I panicked more, the idea that someone would try and kidnap me had been planted and my little 9yo brain couldn't rationalize anything by then.

I spent over 45 minutes alone, in a sweltering car in almost 90 degree weather with only a tiny bit of syrupy water to drink (it didn't make past the first 10 minutes).

It's one of the most terrifying things - and I've been in a handful of nasty situations both before and since then - I've ever experienced.

By the time they came back, my sibling was stressed and teary by then, I was extreamly flushed and sobbing in the backseat, I've never done well with heat, and shaking from the panic attack I'd unknowingly had.

My father proceeded to chew me out for "not just doing what he told me to begin with," called "foolish and stubborn" for not just opening the door (despite the fact that it'd been made very clear, with anger and a raised hand, that unless I wanted to go inside his friends house I wasn't allowed to open it) and dragged around for another hour or two after in the heat without enough to eat or drink.

From there on out I got grounded almost every weekend he had us, trying to refuse going to the various houses his friends occupied, with the bonus of him provideding less and less food and drink outside of meals for years.

Nowadays I tend to get heat exhaustion rather easily and had a burning hatred for just about every holiday my family celebrates. It took years to be able to wait in the car with or for anyone and have the engine off without feeling panicky; I also feel intense anger towards anyone who can leave their kid/s or pet/s in a hot car, regardless of whether or not they crack the window and leave water with them.

#trauma #childhood trauma #panic attack #anxitey #locked car in summer heat #memories #does this count as neglect? #my father also speant the next decade after that reducing the amount of time he left me #every time it got brought up #he used to say 'an hour' but by the time i was 14 he'd reduced it to 'less than 20 minutes' #tw triggers #trauma survivor #not editing typos #too stressful to read through it again now that ive finally typed it all out #sorry

[oldblog-ileft]

I just manifested another stupid AU into my brain. I'm not even done with the concept art I made for the Ghost Quirk Izuku AU I think I have a problem akmdKAJHDGD

Basically I had the thought of "what if the Midoriya family was actually a lot larger than just Izuku and Inko?"

It started with Tsuyu, Ms. Joke, Ibara, Ragdoll, and Tokage being cousins (Tsu, Shiozaki, and Tokage) and aunt (Joke and Ragdoll) of the Midoriya family because they all have green hair, then that connected that Inko would be sisters with Tsu's mom so Satsuki and Samidare (Tsu's siblings) would be Izuku's cousins too. That's already 4 more people.

Then it all devolved into "Kota should be a part of this because Izuku and Inko have strong tearducts and he and his parents have/had water quirks" because I thought it was funny.

He's Izuku's cousin-turned-adopted-brother now ig-

Then I added fucking Monoma because of the DFO theory since their quirks are similar even though I had absolutely no plans to involve DFO here skdjhdhf, then Toga followed suit bc of the popular headcanon that she and Monoma are related.

Recover Girl followed after that with the logic of "Izuku needs someone to keep him from breaking his bones every five minutes" and I can gurantee that being related to her would make Izuku even more terrified of her. So she's a grandma.

And then Magne got dragged into it because I wanted more Magne representation in this fandom, I love her, so she's the wine aunt now.

Then Aizawa followed for the same reason as Monoma, having a similar quirk to AFO despite me not initially planning to include him. Then that means Mic is also part of the family, then Eri later on, and it's all just a mess.

THEN MY FRIEND SUGGESTED THE TRADITIONS MY FAMILY USED TO FOLLOW WHERE ENTIRE FAMILIES LIVE IN THE SAME HOUSE TOGETHER AND IT WOULD ALL BE CHAOS AKSJHDGD

I had the though that Nedzu just kinda,,, shows up when he wants to, and now he's been adopted into the family as that one fun, but terrifying uncle.

Eventually I had to include AFO because I cemented Aizawa and Monoma's presences so he's part of the family too, just never around.

Idk the idea is a whole mess and a half. I can't even mention all the people I had idea for because then it'd just be a jumbled mess of "who is directly related to who?" and it'd hurt.

Should I just make a family tree-

I think that'd be easier.

I fucking hate this aKAJSGDG

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha au #mha au #overthinking #shitpost

[fanfoolishness]

Primary Directives (The Mandalorian)

(IG-11 discovers similarities between itself and the Mandalorian.  Mainly based on the episodes The Mandalorian, The Reckoning and the Redemption.  IG-11, Din Djarin, and Kuiil. 2020 words, canon-typical violence, Din!whump.)

***

It was a droid.  It had always known this, as surely as it had always known the ways of battle and weaponry, as it had known the ways to terminate over six hundred and forty-three organic species.  IG-11 knew what it had been manufactured for, and that knowledge was as certain as code and metal and electricity.

Still, though, there were surprises.  Such as the Mandalorian —

[Mandalorians: most commonly human but may hail of any race.  Exceptional warriors operating within a strict honor-based code, plated in beskar armor protecting vulnerable body systems: cardiovascular system, cranium, spine.  Beskar armor repels blaster fire, adjust angle of bolts fired to avoid secondary damage due to ricochet.  Weapons may include wrist-fired whipcords, small ballistics, flamethrowers, or missiles in addition to standard issue blaster pistols and rifles.  Kill points include jugular vein, brachial arteries, lungs —]

Despite this knowledge, IG-11 was not invulnerable.  The Mandalorian fired a blaster into IG-11’s central processing unit and all awareness ceased.

***

Systems rewired, reprogrammed, new knowledge, new directives.  Protect and nurse.  Defending became the new priority instead of attacking.  The work of the Ugnaught’s hands laid new tracts within its circuitry, paths that were worn deeper with the passage of time and every subsequent use. 

The old knowledge of vulnerabilities and weaknesses of organics melded with information on how to ease the suffering of these creatures.  There was also new information regarding the understanding of what suffering meant.  This knowledge was assimilated, and IG-11’s study of protection and nurturing began.  

It took time, as did all things worth knowing.  Fragments of prior memory were still accessible: it could still visualize clearly the manufacturer’s killing fields littered with the droids whose programming had not fully taken hold.  IG-11 had navigated those killing fields successfully, a ready and willing deliverer of death, and had emerged a formidable and fatal machine.  It did not mourn the units that did not succeed.  It knew only what it had been made for, and it knew that it would be successful.

Until it failed.  

The Mandalorian ended its previous existence and claimed the bounty for his own, and IG-11 was left for scrap.

Now IG-11 trained with the Ugnaught Kuiil on the muddy world of Arvala-7, and it found success in movements made for building, in carrying tea that nourished the Ugnaught, in protecting the small forms of life that skittered and scurried through the mudflats of their shared housing unit.  The old programming made a scaffold for the new, a web that built its way throughout IG-11’s surface awareness and sublevel routines, and it strove to fulfill its purpose as ever it had.

***

IG-11 stood over the fallen Kuiil.  It regarded the Ugnaught’s prone form, analyzing the absence of breath, the pallor of flesh, the stillness of form.  Kuiil and IG-11 had been united in their purpose to protect the Child, to defend, to nurse.  Now IG-11 stood alone, its sensors identifying molecules of smoke and burnt organic flesh carried on the harsh Nevarran wind.

It would fulfill its master’s work.  The death would not be without use.  IG-11’s purpose did not waver, and it broke into a run over the dried lava fields, leaving its master behind.

The Ugnaught’s hands had been steady and true. 

***

IG-11 succeeded, as its programming had assured it that it would.  The Child nestled against IG-11’s metallic form, letting out squeals the droid analyzed as filled with delight.  They traveled on a stolen 74-Z Imperial speeder bike as IG-11’s targeting software focused on stormtrooper after stormtrooper.

IG-11’s aim was steady and true.

***

IG-11 and the Child rejoined the Mandalorian and the humans, though the Mandalorian appeared to have been injured.  They hid from overwhelming numbers of Imperial troops as IG-11 monitored the situation for ways to protect the Child.

It did as the humans requested.  The male human requested assistance with ascertaining a route of escape as he imbibed alcohol to dull his senses.  IG-11 worked as instructed, even when the environment was temporarily compromised by the attack of a Flametrooper.  

[Imperial enemy.  Flamethrower does not project temperatures higher than 300 degrees, a level of heat that is tolerated by all IG units but is fatal to multiple organic species. Standard stormtrooper weaknesses apply.] 

Strangely, the threat was removed by the Child, a sentient creature IG-11 lacked all data for.  The Child weakened after mounting its defense.  It would still require protection.

The threat neutralized, the female human requested IG-11 bring the body of the dying Mandalorian to them.  IG-11 gave its assurance to the woman, then gave the Child to her.  She had no levels of inebriation, and protocol dictated that the Child be placed with a guardian most likely to assure its survival.  The man and woman fled the smoke-filled shelter with the weakened Child, descending into the sewer system.

IG-11 then turned its attention to the Mandalorian.

It watched the Mandalorian’s breathing.  His chest rose and fell, the breath strained, labored, then absent.  Breath, breath, apnea.  The cycle repeated.  This abnormal pattern of respiration suggested a severe head injury.  Perhaps that was why the Mandalorian had so resisted the female human’s offers to render aid.  

Instructions of kill points and nursing directives, which intertwined at countless points, were accessed.  [Brain trauma: results in altered consciousness, delirium, obtundation.  May be fatal.]

“Do it,” rasped the Mandalorian.

“Do what?” IG-11 asked.  It could not comply with the Mandalorian’s orders if the directive was unknown.

“Just get it over with,” the Mandalorian said.  

Analysis was performed.  [Fluctuating timbre of the voice.  Abnormal breathing pattern persists.  Severe pain is present.]

“I’d rather you kill me than some Imp,” the Mandalorian continued.  IG-11 noted trembling in the body, particularly the hands.  Ah.  Perhaps the Mandalorian expected revenge for the previous shot fired into IG-11’s central processing unit, and the obliteration of its old directives.  Such a thought was foolish, but then again, the Mandalorian had been injured and could be trapped in aberrant thinking patterns.

“I told you, I am no longer a hunter,” stated IG-11.  It attempted to modulate its voice to be perceived as more friendly and less threatening.  “I am a nurse droid.”

“IGs are all hunters,” said the Mandalorian stubbornly.

“Not this one,” IG-11 corrected.  “I was reprogrammed.  I need to remove your helmet if I am to save you.”  The injury could not be successfully evaluated or repaired without doing so.

IG-11 reached to remove the Mandalorian’s helmet, and instinctively the Mandalorian raised a blaster in his shaking hand.

“Try it and I’ll kill you,” the Mandalorian threatened, his chest heaving.  

IG-11 regarded the Mandalorian in puzzlement.  All prior programming had suggested that an injured creature would do anything to accept aid.  It paused.

“It is… forbidden,” the Mandalorian gasped, desperation tingeing his voice.  “No living thing has seen me without my helmet since I… I swore the Creed.”

IG-11 understood the issue, then.  It was a problem of programming.  The Mandalorian could not deny his prime directive any more readily than IG-11 could.  Perhaps there was a logical means of resolution.

“I am not a living thing,” said IG-11 gently.  It extended its arm to touch the helmet.  The blaster shook in the Mandalorian’s hand, but did not fire.  IG-11 lifted the helmet, breaking its seal, and removed it from the head of the Mandalorian.

The Mandalorian was human, as IG-11 had expected from the sound of his voice and the patterns of movement displayed by his body in battle.  The droid experienced no emotion at the sight of the man’s face, but it studied it so as to better understand the extent of the injuries.  

Blood trickled from the left nostril into the man’s patchy facial hair.  A laceration arced across the bridge of the nose.  Anisocoria was visible in the man’s brown eyes, a negative prognostic indicator.  One that, in his previous programming, would have been a sign of impending success, especially when combined with the quantity of blood and sweat matting the man’s hair.  Yet IG-11 felt no sense of completion at the man’s injured state.  Death was no longer its objective.

Yet death threatened all the same.  The threat was underscored by the frantic hyperventilation that had begun with the removal of the helmet, though the droid was uncertain if this was due to physical stimuli or due to emotional agitation.  It ran a standard analysis on the Mandalorian’s expressions to determine the answer.

[Fear is detected in the shifts of the eyebrows and widening of the palpebral fissures.  Distress and anxiety are exhibited in the frozen gaze and half-open mouth, a common response to threat in this species. Pain is seen in persistent shivering and recoiling.]

IG-11 activated the bacta unit the Ugnaught had installed on its arm, propelling a standard dose of 2.8mg/m2 onto the injured region.  The Mandalorian stared at the droid, gaze still frozen, either confused or obtunded.  The blaster wavered in his hand, then slowly lowered.

“This is a bacta spray.  It will heal you in a matter of hours,” said IG-11.  It attempted a joke; the jokes had always worked on the Ugnaught.  “You have damaged your central processing unit.”  Surely the Mandalorian would see the humor in the reversal of their situations.

The Mandalorian stared dazedly, eyes struggling to focus as the bacta spray took hold.  The lines that creased his face, indicating pain, began to ease slightly.  He raised his eyebrows, mouth dropping further open.  “You mean my brain?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

“That was a joke,” said IG-11 warmly.  “It is meant to put you at ease.”

The Mandalorian attempted a noise that with further analysis IG-11 determined to be a laugh.

“You are beginning to feel a reduction in pain and impairment,” said IG-11.  “You are recognizing humor.”

The Mandalorian grimaced.  “If you say so,” he said, closing his eyes.  His mouth made a thin, hard line, but his breathing eased, beginning to settle into a pattern more consistent with normal health.  He breathed deeply, but then coughed, a loud rattling sound caused by the smoke.  Perhaps the Mandalorian’s helmet contained filters that would reduce the effects of smoke inhalation.

As IG-11 identified the problem, it felt the Mandalorian’s hand brush against its arm.  “Please,” the man muttered.  “My helmet -- You did what you needed, right?  I -- I need it -- the Imps are still out there --”

“Of course,” said IG-11.  Swiftly it raised its arm, carefully lowering the helmet back over the man’s head and face.  The Mandalorian reached up clumsily with both hands, fingertips slipping and scrabbling on the smooth beskar as he tried to pull the helmet down.  IG-11 aided him, guiding the helmet over his face until it felt the click of the seal reconnecting.  

“Thank you,” the Mandalorian exhaled, his breathing pattern finally reverting to normal.

“Can you stand?” IG-11 queried.  “The Imperial forces will likely investigate this area soon.  The bacta should continue to work as more time elapses.”

The man gave a weak nod.  “I think I can stand.”  He gripped IG-11’s hand and was pulled to his feet, where he wavered.  IG-11 draped the Mandalorian’s arm over its shoulders.

“I will assist you,” said IG-11.  

“Why?” the Mandalorian asked, leaning heavily against it as they carefully descended into the sewer after the others.  “Why are you helping me?”

“Because you are a protector, as I am,” said IG-11, leading the injured man through the darkened tunnels.  “Kuiil taught me to nurse and protect those that cannot defend themselves.  You have done the same for the Child, though you faced far superior forces and the threat of death.  Working together, we have a greater chance to fulfill our directive.  To protect the Child.  Do you understand?”

The man was quiet, and for a moment, IG-11 only heard the man’s breaths, sharp and full of effort as they made their way forward into the depths. At last the Mandalorian spoke, and when he did, the voice was heavy, shaded with many human emotions.

[Relief, surprise, gratitude.  Understanding.]

“This is the Way,” he said softly, and the words echoed, ringing, in the dark.

#the mandalorian #ig11 #din djarin #kuiil #mandalorian #my mando fic #noromo mando

[the-lonely-bookeeper]

The meeting

Yeah ig I'm making titles now

Remus is looting a Walmart

He was dumb and ate all the food in Virgils 'in case anything happens' bag he makes Remus keep okay

Hes looting this Walmart, seeing a couple bodies on the floor, taking notes which are going to probably turn into zombies and which are dead as dust

So he's looting and! They don't Have crackers! He needs his crackers!

So he goes into the back and hes alone because hes dumb

And then he hears a box fall

So he gets his weapon out, and is prepared to attack

He turns the corner and

There's a zombie! 

So he goes to kill it and

"Please don't." 

Oh great zombies can talk now. Perfect. 

"Why shouldn't I?" He asks, still holding his weapon

"Because I'm trying to come up with a cure"

The zombie turns around, and Remus sees that the entire right half of his face is decayed, he has no eye, just the socket, black and empty.

It's pretty cool if you ask Remus

Apparently Logan looked up all the other zombies in the freezer because "they were being annoying"

Remus thinks hes badass

Logan explains that he thinks the reason he isn't feral is because the logical part of his brain somehow still functions, while the emotional part is severely damaged, so he can no longer feel

They manage to escape the Walmart with Remus crackers and Logan not getting hurt by anyone else

1/2/3/4/5/6

Taglist

@snek-snacc

#when you ask ppl to ask and then you relize asks arnt on #go ahead if you want #duke remus #ts remus #remus #remus sanders #ts logan #logan sanders #zombie apocalypse au #logans a zombie #zombie #post apocalyptic #post apocalypse #fic #intrulogical #platonic intrulogical

[ooops-i-arted]

I just read an article on the Teletubbies sketch “The lion and Bear” and how it unintentionally gave an entire generation of children nightmares. How would Din and the babysitting brigade deal with the 101 watching something like that on one of their educational holos and now being terrified that a d'oemir bear might be waiting around the corner to eat them? Also nightmares.

You never know what’s going to scare a kid, or what thought process is going on in that little brain.  (For example I was scared of drains and vents when I was little, just because the idea of me or anything falling down there and disappearing forever was just scary.  No logical reason/trigger for that that I remember, either.)  Din generally prevents them from seeing anything with laboratories, doctors, etc because he knows those things remind them of Kamino and scare them, and tries to review what media they’re consuming to make sure it won’t be too upsetting.  But it’s a wild guess what else might scare them, and he has 101 all with different opinions.  One child is scared to death of Dora the Space Explorer’s nemesis, Swiper the Vulptilla, because he’s all spiky and scary-looking and another thinks Swiper the Vulptilla is the coolest and wants a plushie of him.  (And a third kid thinks it’s hilarious to take the second kid’s plush and chase the first kid around with it.)

Din finds out the hard way that losing a parent is now a massive fear when they watch some kid’s holofilm where the parents are kidnapped in an obvious plot setup to let the kids be the heroes, but the 101 just cry incessantly and worse, refuse to let Din out of their sight, even when it’s time to sleep.  (Don’t even ask what going to the ’fresher was like.)  It’s two weeks before he convinces them to sleep in their own beds and not keep sneaking out to watch him all night to make sure he doesn’t disappear.  (As a preventative measure, Space Bambi is added to the ban list after that.)

Of course, when they are scared, at least the kids have the biggest baddest bounty hunter in the parsec looking after them.  More than once a half-asleep Din has just gotten out his blaster and done a nighttime patrol for “monsters” just because it’s quicker than persuading his little one to go back to sleep with there-are-no-monsters logic attempts.  Anyone who is still really, really scared can just sleep tucked between their dad and Boga Jr. and know they’re safe.

It’s also a reliable way of handling nightmares.  A little fear just means some cuddles and a bit of rocking to go back to sleep, but a really bad dream means Din just takes them back to his room.  Especially if they’re being loud, so they don’t wake up the others, but also because some one-on-one time turns it from a scary experience to a positive one.  (Every once in a while someone will fake a nightmare to get extra cuddles/attention, but Din usually lets it slide.)

Otherwise Din just handles the fears as they come as straightforward and logically as possible.  Getting lost in the woods?  Stay by me or IG-11, we won’t let you get lost, and even if you do we can track you back down.  Drowning in the ponds?  Teach safety skills and being smart and having a buddy with you at all times.  Scared of the dark?  Din keeps a nightlight in the kids’ room.  Bad guys coming back to take them away?  Don’t worry, Daddy has a very big gun that makes them turn into pretty sparkles.  (That’s when Din finds out that although amban rifle ammo is expensive and shouldn’t be wasted, demonstrations for the kids are a delight.)

On a more comedic note, thanks to the new trailer now I’m thinking of Cara taking the kids to see Wonder Woman 1984 because kids like superheroes right?  But they just cry the entire time BECAUSE THAT MAN HAS DADDY’S FACE AND DADDY’S VOICE BUT HE’S MEAN

#cara has to apologize to din for the aftermath of that one... #101 yoditos au #the mandalorian #asks #glamorousgamine

[thelocalconstellation]

ngl, kinda tired, brain fuzzy, I haven't put any words down onto my social assignment due tomorrow, and I'm ready to throw hands w/ god.

I've started to listening to 'how to be a heartbreaker' on loop

I haven't heard this song in years. literally. not since the fucking gacha videos I always used to watch had this shit man

I mean I still watch gacha videos sometimes, mainly because I... don't know what the fuck else to watch. they fit my tiny ass attention span and y'know what thats fine.

anyways yes. I am listening to that song. kinda want to work on one of my various WIP fics but also.

mmmmmm no. I'd draw but also, no. kinda no fam. brain funky rn.

I'm gonna regret this post later tomorrow but eh, oh well. nobody sees my posts anyways, not like everybody's gonna see it.

honestly not even mad.

on another note I had the most confusing interaction with a classmate today in social.

There are 4 classes left this semester. I have to go to these classes 4 more times before I get time off until early februrary.

I Do Not interact with anybody in any of my classes beyond the one chick in fashion who said she thinks my mom and my fucking grandma are attractive. She called her a gilf. anyways, I interact with her, and my drama classmates only. okay, I never interact with the mf who started this conversation.

I've spoken to her maybe twice before this. Imma call her M for simplicity.

I'm in the corner, listening to the daycare theme from security breach on loop, the video is just that for 10 hours. I sit in the corner, and despite what my family would tell you, I don't talk in that class. I am pretty much dead quiet.

I'm sitting here, listening to a song that will eventually drive me insane, trying to do my work, which I'm actually working on as I type this, at midnight.

She's sitting in a cluster in the middle of the room, with a bunch of other kids. I hear noise and I look up to see them looking at me, seemingly calling my name. I take out an earbud and go "Yeh?" like an absolute intellectual.

There's a couple mentions about how I always sit in the corner on my own and M asks if I want to join the group chat. There are 4 days left in this semester.

my amazing response?

"Uhhh, I don't know?"

M comes over to my desk and asks if I can help her with the work because "He's ignoring me and you two are like,,, the smartest kids in the class"

please note all I do in class is play on my phone and half listen to the teacher, never study, never ask for help, but just use whatever reading material we get and logic with a large dose of bullshit and speech and debate skills from 3 years ago. I'm fucking stupid guys, so I just sit there and error out for a moment and start saying

"Dude all I do is use logic and-" when she cuts me off and goes

"Yeah! Logic = smartness!"

no.

I mentioned I tend to not interact with people because I get anxious in social situations and I am very awkward around new people and her response?

"If somebody talks to you, like being rude or something, jsut scream and I'll come help"

this person felt the need to ask if I hated her in this conversation earlier.

and she pretty much said "Hey! No need to be socially anxious! If somebody is mean just hit them!" and I'm sitting here internally going "Sir I do not like hurting people, I feel bad"

anyways this continued for a while. just her talking about either "can you help me with the work I don't like this class" or "Do you want to join the group chat?"

I couldn't join the chat btw, I don't have instagram. Or snapchat. I have Reddit, Twitter, Tumblr, and Discord. and even then, I don't use twitter. like, ever. it's purely for mcc shit man.

anyways she called me bestie later in the conversation and I errored out

anyways yes if you see this post... idk

suffer ig

#tw swearing

[well-hidden-hot-mess]

another monday

well it’s 6:27am as i’m laying here in bed on a monday morning and just kinda want to get some thoughts out. idk if it’s because i need to work through them or if i need to clarify things or what but just kinda let them out of my head and see what happens. it’s not a rant because i don’t feel angry or anything negative, i just think i need to kinda talk it out. so that’s what i’ll do and hope that it clarifies why i’m feeling such a strong urge to do whatever it is i need to do with these thoughts/feelings so i can move on. it’s weird this feeling i’m having because it’s one i’m not used to. i’m not like venting because i’m mad like i said, i’m not feeling the need to like clear my head or idk, i just can’t explain it. it’s just very weird so hopefully me putting the words on “paper” aka screen will help accomplish my brain with whatever it’s trying to do with these things that keep floating around. 

so the first is about my most recent ex. i mean we only dated for 2 months and were only happy for half of that but i saw an IG story with him and a new girl which based on the matching outfits and body language, i can tell it’s more than a friend. i was really upset about this when i saw it 2 days ago and i don’t know why. i’m not jealous because he’s dating someone else because i don’t want him at all, i just think i’m jealous that he was able to find someone else and i haven’t. honestly i haven’t tried at all so i can’t really complain but it’s like okay here’s this man child with all sorts of issues that i can’t even get myself to go into right now because i don’t want to start my day off mad and he can find someone else so quickly and here i am, in this shitty mental place, alone and even though i know i’m nowhere near in a good head space to attempt dating right now, i still want to have someone and feel that closeness and happiness with someone again. i just think it’s hard because with him, things were so beyond great at first and we skipped the awkward getting to know you phase because we clicked so well so fast that i felt like i had known him forever and to have something so great, such strong happy feelings go from 0 to 100 and then such a short time later come crashing down has just fucked with my brain/emotions a little bit. i finally after so long thought i had found someone that was the one and who made me happy and everything was great only to find out quickly after that we were just so not compatible at all and to be dumped back in that miserable like jail cell of loneliness again just makes it that much harder. now look, is he the right one for me? fuck no not at all. do i want him or want him to be the one? FUCK no. i’m gunna be petty for a second because i just want to and this might be the venting part of it but like i want/need someone who shows me they’re physically attracted to me and compliments me and who i have that sexual connection with (not just during sex but like all the time - like there’s passion there, not just a friendship connection where we have sex sometimes and that’s when it goes right back to friends... idk i’m not explaining it right but i know what i mean). like the fact that i felt like the pervert or the sex fiend for wanting to have sex more than like once a week in the beginning of a relationship (which is when people are normally fucking every chance they get and that fire is as bright as it’ll ever be) just is not going to work for me. like don’t get me wrong, i don’t want a 24/7 fuck fest but like if i’m standing naked in front of my partner after a shower or while getting changed and they’re not like making comments or trying to be sneaky and catch a glimpse at least some of the time, i want there to be some acknowledgement. it makes me feel really insecure like is he not attracted to me? like i’m a naked woman standing in front of you and you’re well aware i’m naked and you’d rather look at soccer jerseys online?? and if this happened like once or twice, fine but it was every single time and i had to initiate sex every single time and he COMPLAINED about me wanting to do it again like 3 days after the last round... look i know not everyone has the same appetite for this kinda thing but like come on... plus when it did happen, it lasted like 5 mins at most sometimes and it was just a tease and would give me lady blue balls and with each “round” i just became more and more sexually frustrated and never got that release. combine that with feeling insecure about my body and him never showing any interest in being physical or me like that in general, it’s gunna fuck a girl up. and it’s not like i’m looking for crazy acrobatic sex acts, i would just like to be able to like fuck, not make love but fuck, without 5 mins in, him having to finish because he feels like he’s going to have a heart attack at the age of 32. like what? i know i was spoiled with THE ex who would fuck the living daylights out of me every chance he got and was the best i’ve ever had by far (the crazier they are in the brain, the better they are in bed what can i say) but like going from that to a guy who showed like zero interest in doing it at all and said it wasn’t something he thought about or wanted that often... idk somethings wrong there because i should not be made feel like a nympho for wanting sex more than once a week. now was sex the only issue? no lol the list goes on and on and honestly, we just weren’t meant to be and i’m honestly fine with that. i’m not jealous that she’s with him or whatever, i’m jealous that he has someone and i don’t. that’s the bottom line of it. like i didn’t want to like text him when i saw it or like reminisce on the good times so it’s not about him as a person at all, it’s about how single i am and how badly i want to find my person and be happy with them even though the logical side of my brain knows that now is not the time. if someone happens to fall out of thin air and appear in my life, then yes i’m going to pursue it but i don’t think actively looking is the best idea right now until i figure some things out. 

onto the next thing - i never in a million years thought that i would be talking about this or how much this would effect me but the election/trump. in the days leading up to biden winning when we didn’t know who it was going to be, my anxiety had been at an all time high and i knew it was related to that but i didn’t know why. like yes there’s the general he’s a waste of life and a piece of human garbage and having such a mentally fucked up person in charge has already fucked over so many people (the people he put in cages and separated from their families, trying to make abortions illegal again, the inciting of race issues/future wars and just pitting groups against each other and inciting violence, being such a terrible role model in how racist/problematic/rape-y/etc he is, the list goes on and on) but like i could tell it was something more. then out of nowhere a memory that i had suppressed for a few years until now just popped back into my head. it was on my birthday like 3/4 years ago where dani and i were walking home after having like a perfect night and had the perfect buzz going and life was great. until some random guy came up to us on the 3 block walk back to her apartment and i could tell something bad was going to happen but i figured it’d be the usual creepy comments and that would be the end of it. but no he came up and probably said some creepy stuff (not sure, that part of the memory didn’t come back) and then did what trump said he did all the time to women he wanted to have sex with aka “grab them by the pussy” and then as dani and i were running away, he said something along the lines of “what, i just wanted to grab the pussy” or something along those lines, again my memory is a little hazy since now i was just traumatized. but i know for a fact he referenced it in the midst of all of this. if dumbass trump didn’t put that out there and say it’s “okay” to do and not a big deal and just what he does, who knows if this guy would’ve done that at all or said that or some combo of that if he wasn’t influenced by him. maybe all he needed was the “okay” to act on his urges and trump and his comments gave him that so he was like well if the president says he does it and it’s no big deal, then i can do it and that’s how you treat women. so i think that’s why my subconscious was making my anxiety go into a tailspin and into overdrive. so that was an interesting connection that i made and it kinda just put that anxiety into focus and i felt a relief having a “reason” for it because this anxiety made my chest feel tighter than it ever has and like i could only do shallow breaths and even during yoga and meditation/hypnosis i couldn’t get my body to unclench. once biden was announced, i let out an audible sigh of relief and i felt a physical weight lift off my body and it felt so good. but then i realized that it wasn’t fully gone and there was still some left over and that was kind of a bummer but i’m going to focus on the good and that i’m not as “bad” as i was. so yeah, that was an emotional roller coaster ride that i’m not sure i’m fully off of yet but i’m happy it happened because it’s showing that i’m not just numbing my feelings and actually feeling them and not numbing bad feelings or events like this one and actually working through them, which is a huge step forward for me. 

okay i have more to say but it’s almost 8am and i need to start my day. i would say maybe i’ll be back later but we all know that’s not going to happen so see ya when i see ya. 

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 5X11 Sam, Interrupted

wait Psych also had an interrupted episode the BRAINWORMS

So I have my presentation tomorrow whee

also I can't believe Misha Collins joined tik tok today, truly unparalleled

man I hope this one is chill

oh someone being hunted by a monster and people diagnosed her, but she can tell the difference

kinda like Anna but still Vibe

"there is no such thing as monsters" sir

look they're cliche, but the visuals are cool

oh god and she's dead

and no one believes her or them

it looks like a suicide jesus

seriously does no one clock the van halen

YES BABAR THEY CLOCK BUT NOT VAN HALEN?

"I'm a lil depressed doc, I started the apocalypse"

oh my fucking god oh my fucking god they just tell the truth

"oh an angel on your shoulder"" nono, his name's castiel, he wears a trenchcoat"

I LOVE THIS

"yeah can you fix him so we can go back to hunting monsters" i'M FUCKING CRYING

THEIR LITTLE HIDDEN PLEASED SMILES

ah so it's another one of Dad's Friends of course

ah Dean isn't coping with Ellen and Jo of course he isn't

people get old ig

ah so Dean doesn't believe them, Sam gives them the benefit of the doubt

man I miss the formula, at least a little

ah yes the dangerously codependent relationship

he sounded so sad though

ah jeez imagine being so panicked but no one believes you, jesus

where'd the narcissism come from, huh?

Dean dude I'm so fucking sorry

the matter of fact conversation is actually...very fun dialogue but also big oof

boy he's fucked up lmaOOO

ah yeah he didn't take therapy well go figure(unfortunatly I know what he means)

I cannot figure out how to spell that for the life of me it's fine

"back off Dean" also feels pointed

ohh right last episode

is it like...whoever saw it, it goes after them first?

oh GOD THAt's a deep cut

Sam what the ACTUAL FUCK

SAM THAT IS A BONE SAW

SAM THAT IS HIS BRAIN

Sam: Dean look! isn't this wack it's a brain that's been sucked dry!

Dean: SAM WE GOTTA FUCKING GO

weird boy Sam

Dean what the fuck that worked

"crazy works" sir

wraith?

it's the nurse isn't it

it IS a perfect hunting ground

oo nice shot

ah the mirror

"you think you have to save everyone" oof

thanks John

"how do you get up in the morning" "good question" :(((

and the heavily implied drinking problem

jesus that was horrifying

so the nurse is Sam this time?

this feels like...REALLY fetishy

"we know what happened in-"

dean's little "dude, why"

this sounds like Bobby

ah the knife

it's the nurse you guys I promise

DAMN dude you got a lot of anger you need to work off huh

they got it wrong, I tOLD YOU

LMAO THEY GAVE HIM STUFF

"you always were a happy drunk" that's right we rarely see him drink

"you've been at least half crazy for a long time" oof

"since hell" oh come on give more of that please

nah happy unangsty Sam is so cute

"I'm fine" sir

MEG?

how does she know about the GED and give em hell attitude I love that quote

oh god he's not talking to anyone?

oh good he's actively hallucinating

but she can't...cuz they acted her like...she was real?

ah fuck poor Dean

ah he's not delusional, he's angry

yeah that tracks

"barely even human" o p e that's the thing he's sensitive about

actually they're both just...good at hiding it

oh my god they're both hallucinating

ah fun he's having fun, he's just completely losing it

Dean is just panicking in a corner jesus CHRIST

boy they're all..so FUCKED

"yeah we'll get there eventually, but the Coincidence" dude come on just think about it

jeez this man has a hundred million neuroses him trying to focus is Insane

oh the Other nurse? yeah ok

sexy monster nurse is totally a fetish I swear

ah so it's the creepy nurse, good ok I was right

It was pretty clear but still

Dean is Not Having a Good Time

ah the blood spatter

sam and the restraints

bro she was so obvious

ah she checked them in didn't she

ah so there was ALSO a reason for crazy brain

"well I helped, but you were always angry" lmaooo

"you build your own hell"

"you think this is gonna go well for you kiddo" "no but I'm crazy so what the hell" lmAOOO

bro he is BARELY hanging on

OH M Y GOD HE RIPPED IT OFF

and she's dead so the visions stopped

"i'm mad at everything" oh poor guy

listen he got like no autonomy ever, he gets to be like this

poor selfless idiot

Dean do nOT BURY IT

THAT I S HOW YOU END UP LIKE MARTIN

YOU FUCKERS ARE TERRIBLE FOR EACH OTHER

ok so

1. Dean. Dean hides everything, he absorbs it, he keeps going because that's what he was taught to do

2. Sam. Sam's anger driven, and emotional, and more importantly, gets so little choice in anything, and is always just Fucked. good exploration of this dynamic, but unfortunately, it got written of as "eh it'll be fine," which strangely enough I don't think this was the point.

3. hunting BAD. Like this was very clearly a "how hunting fucks you up" thing, or how you have to be fucked up to do it, and how they'll end up crazy like that. Like this is so much Not Escapism I'm so confused by the message, it was a different writer probably.

4. ok but like cinematpgraphy was good and parts of this were like...ironically funny

5. the baddy was fun! like obvious but her villain speech was good, she was scary, there was logic for the crazy brain even! it was cool!

#pawswatchesspn #5x11 Sam interrupted #it was a very good episode #I just think it maybe muddled it's message?