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seijorhi · 3 months
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Hello, i love your fics especially,means to an end. After that night, would ame ever suspect something is going on her own ? Or is she purposely not looking?
Have a good day.
ame sort of hovers somewhere between naivety and wilful ignorance, but not out of any sort of maliciousness. i've said before, and i'll say to my dying breath, ame never knew the full truth of the abuse the twins put the reader in through high school. if she had, there's no amount of alcohol, money, smooth words or good looks that would've gotten her into bed with atsumu.
she thinks they were just assholes in general, which fits in with the stories she's told when she meets their old volleyball buddies. not harmless, exactly, just... easier to swallow. easier to believe that the twins could – and did – grow out of it. it's 'i was a dick to everybody and you took it personally' over 'i tormented you specifically for years because i'm obsessed with you'.
the problem with that picture she built up in her head was that the minute she put all of them in a room together, cracks started appearing. ame wants, so desperately, the fairytale romance she's built up in her head. in some ways, she's more in love with the idea of atsumu over the actual man – kinda funny considering that's a facade too, but we won't get into that here hfjdkjhfjds.
i said that part of it was wilful ignorance. ame does believe that the twin's 'bullying' was more entitled dickishness than anything else, but ever since she found out, there's that little voice in the back of her head that wonders about boys who pull little girls' pigtails in the playground. which is silly, of course, because atsumu doesn't even remember her, but...
what if.
that voice isn't so easy to shove aside when she's watching the three of them interact. when samu's attention barely slips from the reader and every touch from her boyfriend feels edged with... something.
when her best friend's acting like a cornered animal, staring down the jaws of a hungry predator. the tension's too thick for mere 'i was a douche to you back in high school'.
like a warning bell going off in her head, it starts the minute the reader pulls up, gets harder to ignore the longer it goes on. by their little spa trip, she suspects that maybe she doesn't have the full story.
she doesn't have anything concrete, nothing she couldn't brush off if she really, really tried. and when she wakes the next morning, head all fuzzy and memories a blur, and her best friend's got a hickey on her neck and won't meet her eye, when her boyfriend tells her the good news, she accepts it happily.
wasn't she, after all, the one who'd hoped something like this might happen?
and if there's a pit in her stomach, well then ame might have to face up to some uncomfortable truths.
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nonage4life · 4 months
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I’m sorry to all my fans out there but when I was taking about not treating people as a means to an end but as an end in themselves I was just referring to mitski’s jobless monday, “he only loves me when there’s a means he means to end”
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pratchettquotes · 2 years
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"It seems words are extremely powerful," she said.
"Indeed, lady."
"You must have made a lengthy study."
The Fool nodded. The power of words had sustained him through the hell of the Guild. Wizards and witches used words as if they were tools to get things done, but the Fool reckoned that words were things in their own right.
"Words can change the world," he said.
Terry Pratchett, Wyrd Sisters
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mywordsfortheuniverse · 4 months
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The worst kind of heartbreak comes when you realize a friend only sees you as a means to their end.
And then even more when you choose to do nothing about it.
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tmbmtb · 6 months
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Hateful glances, violent dances Vicious rumors and gossip mongers All the mind games And pointless slander Will not help us to achieve Our goals and Dreams We are one, united, bonded Let's all be friends
✯ Means to An End, Doom
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We must remember that the methods of spiritual disciplines are a means to the end, not the end themselves.
Jerry Bridges
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graha-stan-account · 2 years
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Feeling conflicted about Zero talking about Zenos @ wol and fWiENdship *SpongeBob meme*
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nolanhollogay · 2 years
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“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”   + a nghtu oc ans isaac lahey!
roxie & isaac being worsties 🥰
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“Great fucking job protecting Baby, Isaac. You deserve a round of applause for the absolutely stellar work you did tonight!" Roxie hissed sarcastically.
She was on the floor of the waiting room of the animal clinic with Erica beside her, as the boys sat across from them. Erica's head was on her shoulder and they were holding each other's hands, like they had been since they saw Isaac carrying Baby's limp body.
They'd all been sitting there for a few minutes as Dr. Deaton started whatever magical operation he had to do to get the kanima venom out. He said it could take at hour at least, and they all knew they weren't leaving until they knew Baby was alright.
Isaac, who was curled into a ball in the corner, looking very much like a child in time out, pointed a finger at her. "I'd like to see you fight off a giant fucking super strong murder lizard. He was super fast and he had a tail!"
"Oh, you expect me to think you just couldn't defend yourself?" Roxie scoffed.
"Guys-" Erica started, only to get off by Isaac.
"What are you trying to say? That I'm lying?"
Boyd groaned. "Y'all need to cut this shit out. You're being childish."
Roxie ignored him and shrugged. "I wouldn't put it past you. We all know you have something against him." Isaac stared at her blankly, jaw clenched. "What? No witty comeback? Nothing clever to say?"
She knew it was fucked up to say, and she didn't even really believe it, but she needed to be mad at someone and Isaac was easy to blame. He was an easy target for her rage in general.
"I didn't even do anything. Why are you being a bitch?" Isaac said.
Before anyone else could say anything, the door to the operating room burst open. Hyunwoo was beside then in half a second, looking the angriest she'd ever seen him.
"Stop fighting. Byungho could die or be permanently paralyzed and I will not sit in that room with his unconscious body in front of me, and listen to you bitch over nothing," he snapped. It was the first time Roxie had ever heard him swear. "It was nobody's fault except for the kanima. And if I hear anything that even sounds like an argument again, you are all getting sent home and I will leave you in the dark about this for the rest of the night. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," the four of them replied in sync. Guilt hung heavy in the air.
He nodded, before turning on his heel and walking back to the other room.
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ajournalofconscious · 2 years
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Slaughterhouse rules
some universal facts that i've learned through experience:
people are vainglorious & don't care about you
modern society is utterly bereft of compassion
transactionally speaking, money is your only value
friends made in passing are just acquaintances
simply put, you represent a means to their end
entitlement is endemic in modern culture
only the infirmed deserve special treatment
don't rely on anyone except yourself
live defensively or be manipulated - your choice
trust is earned & never deserved
always give respect to receive it
promises are made to be broken
never let your guard down for any reason
in summary, our corporate media (read: collective ego) has effectively conditioned most people (read: idiot majority) to be selfish assholes 100% of the time.
consider yourself warned...
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redstonedust · 4 months
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yknow AI art has ruined an entire genre of painting to me, i saw one of those smooth anime-realism pieces and immidiately thought ''ugh, AI art'' until i noticed it was posted by an established deviantart user 6 years ago. like ive never been a huge fan of that genre but it looks like a pretty difficult style to master and i feel bad for the artists who specialized in anime-realism only to have their entire market jacked by people typing keywords into midjourney.
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runawaymarbles · 2 months
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The thing I keep coming back to, with all the *gestures expansively* is that real life doesn't have peaceful epilogues.
Every single win has to be defended. Forever. I'm sorry. It sucks. The Nazis lost until they stopped losing. The US had abortion rights, and then 50 years later it didn't. Empires fall, and then they invade other countries again. Oppressive regimes are overthrown and replaced with other oppressive regimes. You will never finish the work etc etc etc. Which is why it's so fucking important to be able to acknowledge and celebrate progress, when it happens. The people who came before you didn't put in all that work for nothing, and you aren't, either. You can't save it all for the Ultimate Victory because there is never going to be an Ultimate Victory. There's no such thing as a time when everything is good, and ours shall not be the commune of Heaven.
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seijorhi · 1 month
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Every time I think about ame and atsumu’s ‘relationship’ I think about that one song by Ariana grande called ‘in my head’ (I feel like it fits perfectly)
(Have a great week bebe 😛 stay healthy and hydrated)
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i mean it fits??
poor ame has the most romanticised, rose tinted version of atsumu living in her head. she's out here wondering if he's the man she's gonna marry meanwhile he's in bed beside her waiting for her to fall asleep so he can pull up his girl's ig and jerk off again
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onioneyez · 9 months
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He's very easily peer pressured
(Edit: I meant by the goats)
Prints!
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poligraf · 6 days
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He who does the most good is the greatest man. Power, authority, dignity; honors, wealth, and station,— these are so far valuable as they put it into the hands of men to be more exemplary and more useful than they could be in an obscure and private life. But then these are means conducting to an end, and that end is goodness.
— Bishop Jortin
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lucia-demimonde · 5 months
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Lady Demimondaine use me and spin me like a conduit, as a fertile ground to dream up new knwledge, to realise yourself
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glassiskies · 5 months
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in which aziraphale reverts to old habits, crowley is outraged, and they still do not talk about it
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