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ask-the-great-gatsby · 4 years

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Do you have any thoughts as to why so many people seem to feel sorry for Gatsby, but nobody really seems to care about Myrtle? I mean, I get Myrtle was a mistress, but Gatsby was also trying to break up Daisy's marriage. Myrtle was in an unhappy marriage, which turned abusive in the end (if it wasn't already), and she also had her nose broken by Tom. Then she suffered a very violent death, and yet nobody that I've seen seems to care about her.

Honestly, I'm not 100% sure. Truly, I think, and this may be a stretch, that she wasnt one of the main characters. She wasnt mentioned as much as Daisy, or Jay. I feel awful for Myrtle. I've made my share of memes about her, but no one gets off scott free on this blog. I pick on them all, for God sake we turned Jay into a cowboy and Nick is a werehorse, and Tom is gonna be yeeted into the sun??? Its a mess. But I think honestly that less people seem to express thoughts about her because she wasn't one of the main characters, so much as I would say her character was an addition to furthering the plot. If Myrtle Wilson hadnt have got killed there is NO TELLING how the story would have ended.

I also think people seem to feel worse for Gatsby because it's hard to compare Jay and Myrtle, for starters. Gatsby is also the books namesake, and the main subject of Nick's narrative. We simply hear more about Jay than Myrtle.

Jay himself is striving to win back this woman whom he fell in love with years ago, thinking she would still be the same after marrying another man and having a child. Jay was willing to do anything to make the dreams he was chasing a reality and if that meant persuading her to leave Tom? Hell, he would do it. Daisy was his mistress, who was married to Tom, who had a notable history of cheating, who was cheating on Daisy with Myrtle. It's a roadmap.

Onto Myrtle. She was in a relationship we can assume she didnt really favor, but again, so was Daisy. George loved her in a sense, but so did Tom, and its questionable how good those men were to her. (We see Tom break her nose for even mentioning Daisy, and George beats her pretty bad whenever he suspects she has been cheating. Was he abusive before that incident? Who knows. Doesnt really matter, abusing a partner even once is way too much.) She wasnt happy living in the valley of ashes and wanted more of a ritzy, glamorous life, that George couldn't give her. Naturally she would fall for Tom, he had money and was admittedly charismatic.

Another thing is: She was a married woman cheating on her husband with a married man. I think some people see her as like, a criminal for this, just like we see Tom as a dick for cheating on Daisy?? And Daisy even knew he was cheating. Not sure with who, but she knew. George probably had his hunches of course, especially near the end, because of the pearls, but anyway. Myrtle was a mistress, sure, but so was Daisy, to Jay.

Either way. There is a lot to unpack here. Wow. Both Jay and Myrtle die in the end. Jay gets shot in his pool. Myrtle gets hit by a car. Both characters had flaws, and neither character was perfect. Only difference was that Jay was a main character. I feel like Jay's motive may be viewed as more acceptable or desirable? Like he is doing everything to win this girl over, even if it means ending her marriage because of how much he wants her,,,, despite being fatally wrong about said girls character,,,,, and Myrtle is just unhappy with her life and wants something better so shes cheating on her husband?? I dont know. I wish more folks cared about Myrtle or showed her some extra love.

#the great gatsby #a little queue never killed nobody #jay gatsby #nick carraway #tgg #daisy buchanan #tom buchanan #myrtle wilson #book analysis #character analysis

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ratspberry · 3 years

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many naruto thoughts head overloading

ok im only like 20 episodes into shippuden and i skipped a Lot of filler in original naruto bc i do not have the patience </3 (i will come back to the filler one day though) and while i love this anime theres so much i wish... was not written how it is

first of all sakura... i love her sm and i just wish her character was given some more care like at this point in shippuden im actually really enjoying the direction shes taken but i heard a lot of her growth is sidelined when sasuke comes back into the picture and thats my biggest issue. im sorry but if youre going to introduce a TRIO of main characters i want to see that main group equally fleshed out. first going all the way back to the beginning i wish that sakura was allowed to fight??? like we KNOW shes super smart and has powerful chakra so even when at that time she wasnt the most skilled fighter (as far as we KNOW at least. given that we barely got to see her fight who knows!) she couldve in the very least played a similar role to that of shikamaru as far as leadership and strategizing. and ok her crush on sasuke should have dissipated a lot more after the chunin exams. even though i do hate to see her spend so much time fawning over sasuke when hes not even particularly kind to her i think a crush in the beginning could still work IF the moment of her cutting her hair (“sasuke likes girls with long hair”) and her battle w ino during the chunin exams were like an eye-opening moment for her when she was like “wtf am i doing i am going to work hard as a ninja to prove that i can do this to MYSELF and MY RIVAL first” (which. ok she does get to this point later and again i love her learning chakra and getting strong as HELL during her training w tsunade but again. i want to see that REMAIN parallel to the enormous power level leaps that sasuke and naruto make. also let sakura and ino have a fun friendship rivalry that has nothing to do w sasuke) . i think it would be better if she naruto and sasuke were just friends who ALL help and motivate each other. and so when sasuke leaves sakura is STILL super fucked up over it and maybe even has a hard time trusting naruto again after he comes back? (but ofc she eventually does bc power of friendship) like IDK loss of one best friend, then almost immediately after your other best friend (who u just learned secretly is sealed w the nine tails and the akatsuki is after him just like orochimaru was after sasuke) leaves you for THREE YEARS??? kind of a salt in the wound moment! also im simply not even going to touch on all the comphet marriages in the end

next im going to talk about rock lee my friend rock lee who i adore. anyways he either should not have foregone the surgery from tsunade or died from it. HEAR ME OUT! this surgery was good in showing how powerful tsunade is as a healer but like? was it necessary? after she brought naruto back to life??? as far as lees characterization his whole thing is that he may not have special jutsu or the same prodigal abilities as his peers but he can still be as powerful or more powerful! and idk i hate when characters have serious life changing stuff done to them and not seeing it fully explored in the story. like ok so we’ve got tsunade telling lee (who cant be older than 12? 13?) theres a 50/50 chance he’ll die in the surgery to heal him. and then guy ENCOURAGES HIM, HIS FAVORITE STUDENT, to go through with the surgery so he could then go on to be a ninja and continue risking his life?????? so i thought that was pretty screwed up. which leads me to the two paths that i think would be interesting to see play out: 1. lee doesnt get the surgery, but continues to train as a ninja. his injuries still exist but lee learns to fight WITH the injuries and creates a really cool badass unique fighting style and goes on to be a great ninja like he dreamed 2. lee dies in surgery. id hate it i would and i dont WANT lee to die but it might be a fuckin wakeup call to all these adult ninjas urging kids into warfare. lee is beloved by all so it would be a good moment of pause for everyone to think like “ummm so the systems that be are kind of majorly fucked up.”

those are the two main ideas i had but heres a few misc things:

-jiraiya can be the author of as many trashy romance novels as he wants but him hitting on younger women and being like a peeping tom and UGH the way he was introduced w narutos ‘sexy jutsu’ is just. not good. take it out.

-let tsunade look her age. like the whole “she uses her chakra to make herself look young”? i dont buy it. i dont care that you just didnt feel like drawing a woman who looks over 20. you will do it anyways bc i said so.

-i dont dislike n/ruhina as much as i dislike s/susaku bc at least its clear theres a mutual respect and admiration there but hinata, like sakura, has so much more potential to be explored. idk if its looked at in filler or later in shippuden (id sure hope so) but i think her parallel to sasuke is kind of interesting? both have intimidating, extremely powerful older brothers (i know neji is technically hinatas cousin or smth but whatever older brother figures. also i know hinatas sister is also supposed to be super powerful but idk her yet) who are held in high esteem by their families and have all this pressure on their shoulders to want to surpass them? given that neji didnt um. do the things itachi did clearly its not the SAME between hinata and sasuke but i feel like examining the hyuga family dynamics would be SO interesting in comparison to sasukes arc. i didnt mind seeing hinata motivated by naruto the first few times but like. there is SO MUCH MORE THERE than JUST hinatas relationship to naruto.

-all of these kids need therapy but ESPECIALLY sasuke like the signs were there. halfway thru the bell test thing SUPER early on sasuke went into a full-fledged “i am an avenger.. i have to kill a certain someone” monologue and given the fact that everyone knows his entire clan was killed and that sasuke is likely VERY traumatized... who thought it was a good idea to let him become a ninja before addressing any of that. my god. like i love kakashi and i know he has his own devestating backstory and that hes a product of the system but why the Fuck would he let sasuke take the chunin exams. give team 7 a year more of training and getting to know each other and give sasuke some time to create bonds and maybe even open up emotionally and begin to heal and then MAYBE we can THINK ab chunin exams.

-asuma and ino apologize to choji for telling him not to eat as much challenge? did asuma not know that chojis clan uses food to replenish their chakra? it would make sense if ino didnt know but chojis teacher?? either way still p fucked, leave choji alone

-speaking of ino i want more of her character tok. why was she not included in that mission to save sasuke that shikamaru, her TEAMMATE, led?? was there an explanation for that?? i feel like her not being there was a missed opportunity for some real growth/bonding between team 10.

-speaking of the last bullet point shikamaru being like “ugh women 🙄” is tired and boring. very misogynistic “i hate my wife” facebook dad humor. cut that shit out

-orochimarus coding and his whole um. intent as a villain is just very. Hm. i dont think i like that very much but im not going to go into it bc im sure its been touched upon a million times

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mattygraygubler · 4 years

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our campus: chapter 2 (tom holland fanfic)

summary: frat!tom and reader go to the same college and y/n is tasked with being his tutor, they don’t really get along at first (because i love reader and tom hating each other trope)

warnings: none???

word count: 2.3k

a/n: bold is texts, any ***s refer to the footnote at the end of the chapter, this one is a shit ton of dialogue and texts, sorry bout it

for a list of characters click here

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“Drink some green juice, Y/N,” Isabelle said, handing you a to go cup from Jamba Juice. Isabelle never drank enough to have a bad hangover, so when you all slept in on Sunday, she went out to get hangover cures. After two nights of parties, it was insane that she was still completely fine.

You had a queen size inflatable mattress on your floor, so the four of you were able to sleep as comfortably as possible in a not-so-large dorm room. You complained for a while at first, saying you should have just gotten an apartment, but it was too late. Next year.

“Y’all wanna go to starbs and study?” Emily asked. Ally groaned, putting her head under her pillow.

“No. I gotta shower and then eventually go to a theater thing.” She responded, slightly muffled.

“I am also going to shower, and then try to do some of my justice and law readings and then I have to go tutor that Thomas kid.” “Ooooo please text updates!” “Emily, it is literally like tutoring anyone else, I really doubt he’s cute.” You responded. “Whatever,” she said with a smile. Your friends filed out and you took your time with a long shower.

When you got out, you realized it was already 2:30, and most of the day was gone. You put on some ripped black jeans and a shirt from urban outfitters, quickly did some makeup, threw on your sneakers and were out the door, headed to the library.

“Y/N!” You heard the second you walked into the library.

“Hi Kyle,” You said and smiled as he fell into step with you.

“We missed you this weekend,” he said, referring to his fraternity, delta chi’s party.

“Sorry, I was outvoted.” You said with a small smile. Kyle was a hottie, but incredibly bright. You befriended each other in a math class freshman year, he invited you to dchi parties, and you were now on the short list to be their sweetheart.*

“Well don’t get out voted next time! C’mon, if Jamie is sweetheart I’ll die, and if you don’t come to parties, we can’t elect you sweetheart.” Jamie had broken Kyle’s heart at the end of freshman year, and her, along with one other girl were also contending to be sweetheart.

“Ugh you drive me insane.” You responded, rubbing your temples.

“In the best way,” he said and kissed your forehead before walking to the back of the lib.

You had reached the glass doors to the honor’s lab, basically a wing of the library where honors students studied and hung out in between classes, during meals, whenever. It had “Honors College” written across the doors in black painted letters.

You pushed open the doors, saying hi to people as you walked towards an empty table. You took a seat facing the doors, so you could see anyone who didn’t belong.

It was an honor system, no one would be penalized if they tried to sit in the honors lab without being apart of the honors college, but you would get a lot of incredibly nasty looks from some very smart kids. It only happened during fraternity pledge season, when frat boys were hazed and dared to do stupid shit, like have a sit-in in the honors lab.

There weren’t a ton of kids in the honors college, so you all formed sort of a little family. Everyone got along (for the most part), and helped out with difficult assignments.

Pretty soon, you were encompassed in your law readings, not fully catching on why Fear v. Minnesota was so important.

“So what’s a gorgeous girl like you doing in a dump like this?” You heard a british voice ask. You looked up to see a boy with brown eyes and slightly curly hair leaning on the table. Clearly attempting to put the moves on you.

“Dump?” You asked.

“You heard me, baby,” he said.

“Well it is very clear that you are not a member of the honors college-”

“And you are?” He asked, a cocky smirk on his face.

“I am, yes.” He became red.

“I’m Y/N, I don’t care what your name is, but unless you have a reason to be here, I’d leave before Paul pummels the shit out of you.” You said. You nodded your head to the left, where Paul and two sophomores were standing, arms crossed, clearly incredibly upset that this outsider was here.

“Wait, did you say your name was Y/N?” He said, looking back at you.

“Yes…”

“I’m Tom.” You looked confused. “Holland? You’re supposed to tutor me?” Your eyes widened with the realization.

“Thomas,” you muttered. He laughed.

“Darling, the only times I hear that are when a professor is calling on me, or a girl is yelling my name in bed.”

Ok, who the fuck was this kid?

“I’m gonna move on from that sentence.” You said and gestured to the seat across from you. A text popped up on your phone, in the honors college junior’s group chat.

hc* jnrs ⋛

Paul

Ok who the fuck let tom holland in here

Jessie

he’d need at least triple the amount of brain cells he has to just find the doors

You actively laughed out loud at that text and looked at jessie, who was now standing with Paul. Paul laughed as he waved to you, and Jessie just winked.

“Something funny?” He asked as he pulled his laptop out.

“Just a funny text. You can put that away and grab your notebooks, by the way.” You said as you texted back.

You

gronk asked me to tutor him

what’s the big deal? you guys know him?

Lindsay

i’m sorry im home rn, did someone say tom holland?

Paul

Y/N’s tutoring him so he came into hlab, didnt realize she was his tutor, and hit on her

Leila

LMAOOOOO

Jake

THOLLAND IN THE HLAB IM SHITTING MYSELF

Lindsay

he hit on Y/N? poor bastard doesnt know what hes in for

You

do you guys know something about this kid i dont?

You finally looked up from your phone to see Tom sitting there, empty handed, staring at you.

“Where’s your notebooks?” You ask.

“Uhm, I don’t have any. I just use my laptop.”

“Ok your homework tonight is going out and getting notebooks for all your classes.”

“Really? You’re giving me homework?” You raised your eyebrows.

“When I tutor kids,” he winced when you said kids, “I have some ground rules. You break a rule, I stop tutoring you. No second chances, no redos. Got it?” “Got it.” He said, holding back a smile.

“Something funny?” “No, no, please, tell me about these rules. I must warn you, I have always been a rule breaker.” He winked and you simply rolled your eyes.

“This isn’t a game, Holland.” You said. The smile left his face. “Rule one is you follow all the rules. Rule two, if you break a rule, we’re done, no exceptions. Rule three, if I give you homework, you do it. Rule four don’t be late. And finally, I am adding a rule five just for you.” You said, writing each rule down on a piece of paper which you handed to him. He laughed.

“Problem?” You asked.

“I’ve never had a woman…”

“What? Reject you before?” He was obviously referring to rule five, which was do not hit on me ever again.

“Listen, darling, I was just surprised is all. I didn’t expect someone so beautiful to be part of the nerd brigade.”

“Do I need to add another rule about you not making fun of my friends?”

“No, no, I apologize.” He said with that cocky grin still on his face.

“Pull out your planner.” You said.

“My what?”

“Right, you’re a brit. Pull out your diary.”

“Oh I don’t use one, sweetheart. Got this great thing up here,” he said, tapping his head. “Keeps everything sorted out.”

“Well clearly that’s not true or you wouldn’t be missing assignments.” He shrugged.

“I didn’t forget about them, just chose not to do them.” “So your story is that you’re choosing to fail your classes and risk expulsion?” He just shrugged again.

You pulled out a notepad and started a list.

Buy notebooks for every class

Download a planner (diary) app on your computer

Make a list of all assignments (including readings) due within the next week

“I’m going to need a copy of your schedule.”

“You know, babe, usually we schedule the date after I ask you out.”

“Look at you, five minutes in and you’ve already broken rule five.”

“You can’t honestly expect me to follow rule five when you’re this attractive.” You gave him a cold stare, and started packing up your stuff.

“Wait, wait, Y/N, I’m sorry. I’ll try not to do it again.” You paused and raised your eyebrows dangerously at him. “Correction, I won’t do it again.”

“Good. Now I want a copy of your schedule and syllabi. What’s your schedule like tomorrow?”

“I have rehearsal until nine. After that I’m all yours.”

“I have a sorority event until nine, you can meet me here at nine fifteen.”

“You’re in a sorority?”

“You’re surprised?” You asked.

“Which one?”

“Delta Nu*.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously. Why are you so surprised?”

“That’s, like, the highest tier on campus.”

“Sororities aren’t a hierarchy, anyone who tells you different is fucking with you.” You said as you gathered your stuff. You didn’t have time for his anti-panhellenic bullshit.

“Hlab. Tomorrow. Nine. Don’t be late, and do your homework.” You said. “Oh, one more thing.” You handed him your phone, opening up a new contact. He raised his eyebrows, and you raised yours back, daring him to make a comment. He didn’t simply handed you his phone so you could enter your information.

You walked straight out of the lib, leaving Tom in your wake. Kyle saw you leaving, gathered up his stuff and shouted “Y/N! Hey, wait up!” You paused, waiting for him to catch up.

“Can I walk you home?”

“You don’t have to do that, Ky.”

“I want to. I was just about to leave anyway.” You smiled as you and Kyle left the library, headed across the quad towards the junior dorms.

It was a short walk before you reached your dorm, Kyle heading to Heart Hall directly next to your building.

“See you tomorrow?” he asked. You smiled and waved.

Once you were back in your room, you paused realizing you had nearly twenty missed texts.

♡girly girls♡

Y/N we need to know his last name so i can get the dirt on the right person

and Y/N i need to know RIGHT THIS SECOND if he was cute

guys shes still tutoring her, let her phone be and she’ll facetime us later and answer all your dumb questions

You replied, saying you were tired and you would meet them for lunch in the cafeteria in your building like usual.

hc jnrs ⋛

Jake

How has Y/N not heard of him shes in a diff frat every weekend

Cassy

Jake please tell me i didnt just detect judgement in your jargon

Jake

Cassy please tell me you didnt just use jargon in a text message

Jessie

jake does make a good point im shocked Y/N doesnt know about him

Leila

WHATEVS I NEED AN UPDATE

Is she still with him/???

Jessie

Yup but she looks like shes about to punch him

Paul

If she doesnt, i will

Jessie

shush paul girl can take care of herself

ok looks like shes packing up

Leila

Y/N!! i NEED an update

You

i have not heard of him, no

whats his deal? besides being incredibly flirty and not reading my vibes, like, at all

Jessie

rumor has it he gave all the phi alpha’s chlamydia

Julia

as a proud phi alpha i just wanna drop in and say that he did fuck quite a few of us, but he gave none of us (and none of us have) chlamydia

Jessie

he def gave someone chlamydia tho

Paul

id believe it. hes a massive scumbag

Cassy

a HOT massive scumbag

Jake

-_-

Cassy

everyone in delt is hot

You

wait a sec, did you say hes in delt?!?!

max please confirm

Max

yeah hes in delt with me, so is that other brit that he came over here with us

Cassy

Harry!!!!!!!

Max

harrison**

Y/N

wait harrison? i think he knows my friend emily

Max

well its not a huge campus, and emily does know everyone

Jessie

wait Y/N what was he like

You

an asshole. im debating telling gronk i dont have time to tutor him

Julia

that wouldnt be very hc of you….

You

whatevs. Im finishing this near v minnesota reading then passing out. see you guys tomorrow

Jessie

KISSES!!!

Paul

you know jessie theres these awesome things call emojis

Cassy

paul do u ever stfu

It wasn’t until you caught up with both group chats that you realized you still had unread messages.

Tom Holland

is that your bf???

hes cute

didnt peg you for the monogomous type

hes in a frat right??

why arent u answering? too busy with ya boy 👀👀👀

You

do you bother all girls with annoying questions? not a cute look

Tom Holland

no such thing as a “not cute look” on me darling

you didn’t answer my question

It was at that point that you turned your alarms on, turned your phone on do not disturb, and plugged it in. Before long you were in bed, hoping for more sleep than you’ve gotten the past couple nights.

*A sweetheart is a girl who is friends with all the boys in the fraternity, always goes to their parties, and acts kind of like a “mom”ish figure in a lot of their lives. Normally they’re a junior or senior and serve for one year. They’re essentially the female face of the frat. For a better definition click here.

*delta nu is not an actual sorority, i didnt want to alienate any orgs (i am a proud member of greek life if you couldnt tell) so i just used the fake one from legally blonde

*hc stands for honors college

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fanfiction #frat!tom

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faithissometimesnice · 5 years

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Ok bare with me

This is a story? I guess? That I did for a OC I created and I'm posting it here because well. I guess I need to try being a bit more bold. But I'm scared and nervous so. WARNING! Hints of abuse, slavery, sexual assault, suicide and rape. So if that makes you uncomfortable please just scroll past. Welp here I go.

She coughs face pressed to the floor on her side. Covered in soot and reeking of smoke, more black than anything. She looks around with blurry eyes. A dimly light room with a mattress on the floor, a single light, and no windows. What happened? Were is everyone? She groans and coughs pushing herself up onto her elbow. A door with a slot underneath. Now shes nervous.

The door flys open with a bang and large man walks in and grabs her by her hair pulling her out. She reaches up with a Yelp trying to pry the fingers loose.

He enters a white tiled room and let's go simply to grab her wrist and reaches up chaining them to the hook in the center of the room. She twists and pulls trying to get her wrists out. He grunts and starts cutting her clothes off. She lets out a shout twisting away from the scissors. He simply yanks the chain so shes just barely touching the floor.

She let's out a cry as her shoulder hold her weight. The rest of her clothes now in a pile on the floor. She hisses glaring. He simply raises an eyebrow and walks over to the wall. He turns a knob and moves behind her. She twists trying to see what he was doing but cant quiet make it.

The sound of water and then icy cold is blasted onto her back. She gasps arching away from it but it does no good as the harsh cold water is sprayed at her, making her skin red from the cold and pressure hitting her.

It moves to her front hitting her in the face. She clenches her eyes shut sputtering. She turns her head only to get a blast to her temple, making her head throb.

The water turns off and she gasps catching her breath and shaking from the cold. He walks over and unhooks her letting her fall to the floor on numb legs. He picks her up completely naked and carries her back to the room? Cell? And dumps her on the bed.

She snarls and tries again. The big man sighs and reaches into his pocket and just before she makes it to the door shes pulled back by her hair and a needle pressed into her neck and before she realizes it the world goes black.

The next few days are a blur the world hazy muffled and mixed as shes lead dragged and pulled around. She has no idea her mind seemingly numb, eyes glazed and unfocused.

She goes to mechanically eat before something makes her stop. She looks down and after a long while puts in back on the tray and dumps in down the toilet. She does this for a few days and slowly the fog starts to clear.

She looks down at her self disgusted at the marks and bruises she has no recollection of getting, everything hurt though and she closes her eyes curling up. Shes only heard of these types of things, she never though she'd... she crosses her arms over her legs and buries her face in them.

The days start to blend together, faces, so many many faces, different yet the same, the same sneer the same smug look of satisfaction after everytime. She tries to push it away, ignor it, thinking about it doesnt help. But it changes. Someone didnt follow the rules. She pukes again, thin shoulders shaking, this is the third morning in a row shes done this and shes starting to worry.

A week, it's been a week and still every morning shes up body rejecting what little she did eat. What is going on? But she dares not let them know. Shes heard the sounds coming from that back room and wants no part of it, she'd rather die first.

A month, she notices the slight bump, only because her stomach has always been flat as a board and it's only gotten worse, but now, now it's not and she starts to worry more, what is this?

Another, now its noticable to everyone and shes starting to get looks when she is taken. She sits curled in a corner, it can only be one thing. She sobs quietly so no one hears. No nononono. Please no. Dont let it be that please.

She feels something and weeps. No.

She lays curled up a few days later and the door opens, the big man walks in and without a word grabs her upper arm and starts pulling her to the door. She claws and pulls. No not that door. He just grips tighter, fingers digging into her skin, tearing it.

She claws at him harder eyes wide as he pushes the door open. She twists and pulls feet scrabbling over the cold smooth tiles trying to find purchase on it, but is no match against the huge man. He pulls her in and shuts the door, hands still clamped down on her wrist.

Another man, face hidden behind a mask looks up over glasses and he waves him to the table at the center of the room.

She whines still trying to get away.

He swings her up and quickly straps her down, she falls limp, giving up.

He grabs a wand turning the monitor on and disintrested looks and nods. Its tilted just right for her to see the small body and her eyes fill with tears. She starts thrashing again, arching up and tugging trying to get loose, to get free to save them both, the leather biting in and tearing flesh. The masked figure grumbles and grabs a syring and plunges it into her neck hard enough to bruise. She gasps world falling to black.

Three days and shes curled up, blood running down her legs as she clutches her belly and sobs.

It blurs again, she gives up. This is her existence now, it's not life, shes just existing, why? She has no idea. It would be fairly easy to end it. The nail sticking out of the wall would work with enough effort. So could the wall for that matter, maybe the blankets?

The sudden image of her aunt rala comes to mind, than her mom, dad, her cousins, her uncle ghoul and aunt mae and andy, and... and Tom. Tears well up, her chest constricts and her breath hitch. She hasnt thought about them in so long, why? Why now?

She looks down and brushes her thumb over the knot on her wrist, several people have commented on it. Saying disgusting things about how it made her look. But despite that, it's something that still made her smile.

She makes up her mind. She wont die, she wont give them the satisfaction of seeing her break, not again. She grits her teeth and starts planning her escape with a focus even her aunt would be proud of.

THERE IM SORRY ITS SO LONG. BUT I WAS REALLY PROUD OF IT AND WANTED TO SHARE.

@dumbasticbirb @kitnkas @thedoctorofsteel @rennykae @antisocials-social

#fiction #my fic #oc #i really am proud #sorry its so long

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Today’s weirdass yokai watch fact I have learned: Agent X is Injun Joe. He’s just.. Injun Joe. His japanese name is goddamn Injun Joe.

“Hey what’s an american thing? Men In Black and uhhhh RACISM”

His entire design is just fuckin Injun Joe, the version from a very particular tv show in japan, just fuckin recoloured purple. I never would have even known!!

So uhh yeah, good on you dub team for removing all that loaded roulette of a thing, holy fuckin shit...

I feel kinda bad for the japanese developers though because there’s no indication they really uhh.. KNEW anything about the whole native american situation at all. Apparantly the tales of tom sawyer was one of a few classic american books that got a kids show in japan, so the thought process behind this was probably just “this was my first childhood impression of what america is like, i should give it an affectionate reference”.

Which is uh.. its the same reason we have Jynx. Seriously! “Little Black Sambo” was another “classic western franchise” that japanese kids read in the 50s and 60s. Taking it completely out of context like that, the racist stereotype design of the earliest illustrations became seen as an iconic cartoon character and the japanese audience had no idea of its origins in anything negative.

This is why i really hate that whole “its a classic, so you’re not allowed to complain about the racism”. like there’s a big ol fat difference between simply understanding that the racism is a product of its time, vs YOURE NOT ALLOWED TO BE SAD ABOUT IT. Teaching friggin “classics” in this atmosphere of out of context dancing-around-the-elephant-in-the-room is how we get situations like this where people who don’t already know the context can just pick up the racism accidentally. Also seriously if we even had the slightest fuckin warning or even ACTUALLY TAUGHT KIDS that the racism is bad and its only here because this is an old book, then maybe itd be less goddamn traumatizing for the actual non white kids in the damn class...

I can still remember how my high school did this with of Mice Of Men, regarding ableism. Like it was friggin HIGH SCHOOL, there’s less of an excuse of ‘oh we cant explain, its too complicated for kids’! (Which is dumb anyway cos kids not already knowing about racism is like THE BIGGEST REASON you should tell them the thing is wrong/take the thing out when you talk about the book, otherwise it just goes into their brain unquestioned) Anyway, if you didnt already know, Of Mice And Men is a story all about a Scary Developmentally Disabled Man who is Just Like A Big Adult Child and is Big Scary Murderer and Too Dangerous To Live and The Only Way For Him To Be Happy Is To Die and Everyone He Ever Loved Is Finally Free Of The Burden of Him And He Would Be Happy That They Can Finally Be Happy. Yeah. Its fucked up and I hate it and I hate that it was just taught unchallenged and unquestioned. I didnt know I was autistic until i was an adult and this sort of message was the only perspective i was ever being given on what mental disabilities were, which probably contributed a whole lot to why i never got diagnosed and why i was goddamn terrified when i did finally find out. I’m so fuckin glad that being autistic is just.. like.. exactly the same as how I fuckin think, instead of this ridiculous gross fatalistic stereotype. And I hate looking back on how i blindly believed it and how i was rude to other autistic kids cos i fuckin DIDNT KNOW I WAS ONE OF THEM and thought it was a goddamn death sentence i had to avoid by being Aggressively Neurotypical At All Times.

But yeah this was indeed a book made in an older time where autism hadnt even been properly investigated by medical science and didnt even have a name. And by the standards of the time it’s comparatively progressive, because the story does indeed say this mentally ill man isnt actually evil, he’s just ACCIDENTALLY dangerous, and you’re supposed to feel sad that he has to die. But that doesn’t mean its goddamn true, it doesnt mean it should be taught as true, and it doesnt mean its not harmful to real people with real disabilities who are very likely sitting right there in this classroom listening to this tripe. I’m not saying don’t read any “classics” in class, just itd be nice if the teacher remotely aknowledged the problematic shit instead of reading it out as-is and not discussing a single thing. Like seriously it could flesh out the curriculum quite a bit if you added some essays like “explain why this thing is bigoted and the cultural context as to why it happened”. Or even just a goddamn warning at the beginning of the lesson that this chapter is gonna contain emotionally harrowing stuff! And its not even like its JUST “classics” that do this, the book directly after this in that same year of highschool was a modern thing about “oooh the scary inner mind of an autistic”, full of loads of stereotypes and weirdass child abuse apologism cos ~oh the kid was such a burden~ :/

So yeah. That stuff. Its bad.

It can lead to super outdated horrible stereotypes getting reintroduced into the brains of kids who dont know any better, or in this case foreign audiences who arent familiar with the cultural context. So that’s why I don’t blame nintendo for making a random villain named after the really insensitive name of an old not-exactly-well-portrayed villain from a “classic”. Instead I blame the people in the west who act so flippant about racism/other bigotries as long as its “classic”, its our fault that we’re sending this impression out to other countries.

Also its super depressing imagining this dude is meant to be the ghost of a guy with the same backstory as that dude from tom sawyer, aka a half native american mixed race man who only turned evil because he was treated like shit by racist bastards. Seriously it sucks how unsympathetically and scarily ‘ol IJ is portrayed in tom sawyer, but i guess again its a ‘for its time it was ahead of the curve’ sort of thing. Still not good though. The only thing more not gooder than that is if after he died with no sympathy from anyone forever he also came back as a weird purple slime ghost and continued suffering for more centuries :(

Man i usually love learning development trivia about games but this was really one of those facts thats more of a cursed thing :(

Aaaand ending with a random piece of trivia his japanese name is Injaneno which is a goddamn pun on That Damned Name mixed with a stereotypical italian mafia speak version of “dontcha know”. Or, well, the japanese stereotype of what italian mafia speak sounds like in japanese. Apparantly hokkaido accent is their equivelant of the ‘this character is foreign’ accent! Like how texas accents are for america and literally-everywhere-except-england accents are for britain. Its such a dumb trope, isnt it? “How do we know this character isn’t from this country? Cos they speak a very specific local accent of this country.” Its just the dumb stereotype of certain accents being uncultured or stupid or whatever so its a shorthand for ‘not fluent in the language’ even though being not fluent in the language sounds entirely fuckin different.

So yeh. Facts. Some of them kinda cursed. Also even more reasons to cry for goddamn MIB slime man...

oh and also his slime form in japanese is just “Demon Injaneno” instead of “The Executor”. which is an added layer of pun thats just like ‘dontcha know’ with an even more heavy accent. So i’m glad they kept the idea of scary alien blobman doom agent having goofy cute puns, and the whole X obsession is a nice way of punning without all them layers of weirdness.

#agent x #injaneno #weirdass fuckin game of telephone with racism #also i remember they still used to call telephone 'chinese whispers' instead when i was in that school #where did that name even come from honestly? is it just meant to be some rude 'chinese people are bad at english' joke?

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