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rustchild · 2 years
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controversial opinion about incredibly niche subjects, but i actually like the use of the universal ‘he’ in the narration of Left Hand of Darkness. I like it for the same reason that everyone hates it, and Ursula Le Guin herself regretted it: because it doesn’t fit.
The book is ostensibly written and translated by Genly, or by the observers that came to Gethen before him, and the central struggle of Genly’s story is his inability to give up the gendered frameworks he’s used to in the face of a situation where they don’t apply at all. Having that baked into the language indicates just how deep that struggle runs. In order for him to understand Gethen, to connect to Estraven--hell, to understand himself--he needs to give up on this idea of gender that is so fundamental to his cultural background that it’s baked into his language, and that’s just as much of a barrier to true connection as Estraven’s memories of Arek are to their use of mindspeech. Having that reflected in the text itself, and showing Genly struggle with it as he writes, is actually a super effective way to not only show this tension, but also draw further attention to the limits of Le Guin’s English-speaking audience.
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nesonkin · 8 months
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I think Modern Amy should be allowed to be open about her love for Sonic. I don't know why some people think that toning her down to the point where she's suppressing her feelings is a sign of maturity.
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perexcri · 8 months
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happy one year to her and one of my better opening lines for a fic <3
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now, because i'm curious:
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mane--attraction · 2 years
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Murderplier/Murdoch spicy headcanons - MINORS DNI
A/N I’ve been holding onto these since... May 5th? Damn lol forgot about them until literally today when I’m making this post. >:P Under read more just in case. 
CW: knifes, murder mention, blood mention, gender neutral but there is a period mention (if I need more warnings, let me know)
Additional cw: bondage mention, leaning towards cnc with a later bullet point
Murder makes him horny
Precise killer or gruesome scene, meticulous fuck or just chasing a high
Will 100% fuck you as soon as he's done killing, he needs it
Leaves you looking like you've been mauled—clear teeth indents and deep purple hickies, finger-shaped bruises from being held too tightly
Anything that adds to that animalistic nature of his, he's game for if you are: i.e. bondage, e.g. a table with straps to hold you down, like you're his little experiment
He wants to know what makes you tick. He'll try methodically, the same way he'll sometimes methodically end his victims
If you have a fucked up kink that vibes with his MO guess what
Anyway
Will use the most saccharine nicknames—sweetheart, sweetie, darling, etc
Lays it on thick to disarm and distract
Knife play. He will ruin all your clothes.
If you let him he will nick you and lick the cut
The leather gloves stay on only until it's absolutely necessary to take them off
Might not have much in the way of nails but he will drag them down your back
Oh yeah any chance you get to mark him up back, especially scratches, you better take it bc it will drive him wild
Sadist (to a degree) and masochist
Bc he tends to fuck so soon after a kill, he has no time for pesky undressing, at least not for round one
Yeah this man FUCKS
You will usually be a boneless mess and he will keep going until he is thoroughly satisfied which may be a while
Oh wait lol u got a period? Guess who isn't afraid of some blood
This mans scary but in the kind of way that you know there's danger lurking under the surface, but he appears so calm and collected that you barely notice the ripples until it's too late and you're pulled under.
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jennablackmorebooks · 9 months
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I love endings where one is allowed to see a new set of circumstances a character is entering, or where we are offered an ambiguous but meaningful resolution, but I really do not often like the sequel speculation they invite when it's from a standalone story. It doesn't need one!
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paintingformike · 11 months
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sorry if this is overly mean but its getting tiring to watch...its ok to get byler doubt im not crucifying people for feelings they cant control but i wish half of the shit you guys get “doubt” from arent over things barely worth agonizing over
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renaissance
A slight teaser on the fic I'm currently editing. This is a very early draft with little editing, from chapter 1. Initially, I wanted to share a bit of the upcoming fic that will be released on 16/5, but since it’s dd:dne, it might not have been the best idea.
General premise of scene:
Charles has entered a petrol station for coffee during a shoot for Ferrari. Kimi is his teammate and he is about to meet Sebastian for the first time.
Tags: sebchal; early draft; alternate universe (seb is not a driver), angst, meet-cute (or else just their first meeting); ~550 words.
snippet below the cut :)
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“That machine’s broken.”
Charles started, surprised by the sudden intrusion. He didn’t realise he was standing in front of the counter, staring blankly at the ‘out of order’ sign. 
“Let me help you.”
He faced the amused voice, greeted by a smiling blond. “I don’t need help. Thank you.” 
“It’d be my pleasure.” His eyes, deep and blue, studied him. Like a predator would a prey, knowing they held the upper-hand. 
Charles let him take his fill. He knew he made a pretty boy that enticed the men and attracted the women, he just didn’t care about it very much. Besides, it let him scrutinise the blond. 
His hair was curly, albeit unruly in a way that was almost unbearable. He wore a work shirt, the name of some company written in German, partially hidden behind his unzipped jacket. A short stubble, slightly darker than his hair, adorned his face. He was a handsome man with a mischievous smile that never left his lips, all of which enamoured Charles. Alas, Charles’ heart had been far too detached and bruised to care. 
“Okay.” Charles agreed. 
The man, only a bit shorter than himself, stood with renewed energy. He grabbed two medium cups and raised a brow, expectantly. 
Charles swallowed his pride. “I’d like a cappuccino, please.”
“You’ve got taste. I’ve been told black with two sugar is as boring as watching a pot boil. What do you think?”
“I need a decaf for Kimi, too. Please.” 
“Decaf for Kimi? Pfft.” He pressed a few buttons. “Absolutely not. An espresso it is.”
“Do you– how do you know Kimi?” A bold question, one he had no right to ask, yet he gave in to his curiosity anyway. 
Just this once. 
“We’re friends. Or at least, he’s my friend.” He grinned cheekily. 
“Did he invite you to our shoot?”
“Nope.” He swapped out one cup for the next, slipping on a sleeve. “They asked for some volunteers at my company. Who’s going to miss an opportunity to work with Ferrari?”
“You work for Ferrari?”
“No, a company. I just said.” He glanced at him, crossing his arms. “I’m an engineer.” 
Charles expected it to happen then. The questions about the car, his own job, his wealth. If he was free tonight or any day this week. Maybe he’d accept, maybe he wouldn’t – this man didn’t seem too pushy and Charles had been alone for so long. Besides, it was a good way to fill the time.
Instead, the man presented an easy smile and handed Charles a cup. The sweet smell of french vanilla wafted, settling cosily around them. Charles accepted, careful to avoid touching his fingers. 
“I like your hat.”
A red Ferrari beanie warmed his head, brown strands peeking out where he refused to tuck them under. “Thank you.” 
“Let me bring Kimi’s.”
He’ll ask. They always do.
“Okay.” He led them out, careful not to spill his drink, maintaining a good distance from the stranger. The man’s presence remained like a shadow, his boots stepping heavier, louder on the snowy asphalt than his own light footfall. By the time they reached their destination, Kimi hadn’t moved one inch.
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liquidstar · 1 year
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Anyone else who went to highschool in the mid-late 2010s have to learn about a real life murder trial via a true crime podcast as an english assignment or was that just our school
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scary-senpai · 5 months
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Idk. Felt cute, might delete later:
—Oi, wolfboy. Sit.
Suiryu watches him with the patience of a river carving itself into rock. The effect on Garou is the same; wearing him down as he wears away.
Garou narrows his eyes. —Why?
Suiryu sighs, shaking his head. —Why, why…You love that word, don’t you?
But Suiryu is already shifting his body, making more space, trusting that Garou will follow as surely as smoke follows beauty, or night follows day.
Above them, the sky flares with the first flames of a firebird sunset. Lurid hues of orange, and red consuming pallid shades of yellow and blue.
Garou is shivering. From the cold, from the scene, and from something else. He digs his fingernails into the bare flesh of his crossed arms. He shouldn’t feel like this.
—Sit with me, Suiryu says. Please.
But Garou’s body is already moving for him, toward him, moving on its own. There’s no question of heart; it doesn’t occur to him. But the answer comes easily enough.
Suiryu watches with a sly smile and eyes you could drown in—how chilling, how dark, how deep.
Garou stares back with eyes like flame; with a gaze as readily kindled as extinguished.
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cakesdown · 1 year
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I'm actually so close to making a yt video about my experience in the creepypasta fandom
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bumblingbabooshka · 2 years
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Tuvok cuts Seven’s hair
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caffeinatedopossum · 11 months
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Tw suicide/m*rder (in the post and the tags)
So I don't know if I've talked about this before but I attempted suicide 3 times before, all when I was 13, but the first time, I specifically remember something my mom said to me. My dad had just passed away and my mom was very depressed about it as she grieved, while I was going through a lot of isolation just due to being treated differently by everyone and having people constantly expect me to be grieving when I was actually relieved about his passing.
But what she said was one day, on our way home from one of our church's afternoon services, I don't remember what exactly I said but I complained about being in pain. I asked if I could take some Tylenol. My mom solemnly said "if you take enough of them, you'll never be in pain again". I asked "really?" because I thought she meant literally you would feel less pain but she said "yes, because you would die". A few weeks later I OD'd on Tylenol.
Idk how to take that statement. Was she simply voicing her own depressed thoughts... or was she... suggesting I kill myself? This wasn't the last time either- a few years later she gave me 8 ibuprofen for a toothache, which she assured me was safe to take in that amount, and while not deadly, they definitely are not. I had an awful stomach ache and developed gastritis, Gerd, and a stomach ulcer though idk if this was the sole reason
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litany-writes · 11 months
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born-to-lose · 1 year
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Found an actual diary to write in earlier and I already filled 18 pages but I'm still not feeling better :/
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opheliaweeps · 1 year
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the hype around shadow & bone season 2 (which I have been fully swept away, fear not. I clench a fist in rage at the god who decided I won’t have any time to properly watch the show until at least next week) has me remembering the intense shipping wars that used to go on.
the wars over who alina should end up with - mal, the darkling, nikolai, zoya, genya, or a secret third character (I think these were the self-inserts). and I’d largely stay out of the discourse because a) I didn’t have strong opinions about it (like, I was fine with how the books ended), and b) ain’t no time for online drama until it’s actually interesting.
but whenever I’d come across the discourse I’d take a moment to really think about my opinion - like, who would I actually want alina to be with. and I’d always come to the conclusion that there’s no one. I just thought it’d be neat for all-powerful sankta alina to be living by herself in a cottage raising a bunch of orphans on her own. sure she had her friends and they’d visit and help her out, but she didn’t need any romantic partner.
looking back on that, I probably should’ve realized some stuff about myself much, much sooner.
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neometalmadness · 1 year
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[[ Some ramblings about Neo under the readmore; i typed all this out before I wen’t to sleep so some of this might not make any sense lol BUT HOPEFULLY IT DOES
Been thinking about what I kinda wanna do with Neo recently after a bit of chatter about my characterisation of him.
So most of y'all probably know of Gamma's story in SA1. I basically am thinking of an approach similar to that, with Gamma's self reflection into himself & what he was made to be, & changing it and thusly sacrificing himself (perhaps without the sacrificing himself for Neo in the literal sense But Hey I’m Not Saying No He Sure Can Die!)
To preface this with some context. Neo isn't programmed to follow Eggman's orders at all, being entirely sentient, & all choices he makes are purely his own.
Although some of his anger seems to be directed at his creator, most of it is very much internalised & towards himself. Because whilst he almost succeeded, he still failed. He really does hold onto that feeling of failure, hence all his aggression & general disdain for other people (which certainly existed before, but before, he simply wouldn't have given such things the time of day).
During his peak, he definitely thought he would finally begin to make progress in any of Eggman's plans. And whilst Eggman definitely has the willpower to keep trying, when he was just a Metal Sonic, he was there to just take orders & to not question, even with the limited thought for himself.
This is the first time he'd experienced such failure by his own hands, when he truly believed success was not far away. I mean he even says it a few times during the final battle & the ending of Sonic Heroes;
"Sonic, I was created for the sole purpose of destroying you, but I can never seem to defeat you! That is why I transformed my own body with my own hands.”
“But that was the past. Now you're nothing but a speck of dust to me.”
“See me as I am, no longer afraid of anything.”
“Gyaaaaaaah! WHY?! I HAD IT ALL!! I am the ultimate overlord, Metal Sonic! I AM THE REAL SONIC!“
And then this is what he says riiiight at the end of the game;
“It's no use. But why can't I defeat you?“
So. yeah?
I think I also kinda wanna explore the idea of like... I do want Neo to make friends (I've already said before but Neo will very affectionately refer to his friends as "connections" or "allies", lol), but like... Many of his friends will not be machines like he is. If the chance to rise up and become all powerful again, to overrule an army & potentially a world full of robots, would he take his friends feelings into accounts? Would he spare them at all?
I guess the point I'm making now that Neo has chosen to become independent & his connection to Eggman is extremely loose, a lot of his moralities have come into question... And, if & when these are resolved, would he still choose to work alongside his creator, over his own connections he has made? Or even go ahead with any of his own plans? The grief of failure still weighs him down, but the grief of losing someone that has gone out of their way to be alongside him is something else.
It's just some shit I'd like to explore. Idk just rambling. I do kinda want Neo to become a sort of Chaotic Neutral type in some verses with peeps. But also like... I do kinda wanna explore The Other Side and make him Worse but GAJSHAJSB that's not the topic of discussion here rn
But anyway yeah to conclude I love Neo Metal Sonic that’s all i gotta say. if you read all this thank you soldier here’s this funny picture
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