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whaliiwatching · 2 months
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gay people judging you
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theminecraftbee · 9 months
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god i really feel like the mcrp fandom and the wrestling fandom are cousins. we should hold hands. we both have to deal with people not quite understanding the idea of keyfabe ("don't you know wrestling is FAKE?"/"they're using their real names so clearly it's all the real youtubers"), with ao3 tagging nightmares (did you know the wrestling fandom still has the rpf tag problem the mcrp fandom had for years because apparently ao3 doesn't understand keyfabe either?), with people who don't understand keyfabe but from the other side (yes it's not real but i should still harass the player/wrestler about it right?), with complicated plots with goofy characters, with outsiders being dead convinced that the people inside are writing rpf, even if we explain it's not real... i'm just saying. we're cousins. buddies. we should hold hands. we should understand each other. that's all i'm saying,
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hollowwish · 5 months
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I like live streams but I wish they were not the main form of mcyt content. Or at least not starting to become that. Like it....really is not a sustainable way to do every single smp you ever make. A lot of people don't have time to catch streams and barely have time to watch vods as well (and most people only watch 1-5 streamers. Imagine watching MORE.) LIFE SERIES is a challenge for me and lots of others to get through, let alone several 2-7 hour long livestreams.
Plus some people are gonna stop watching because they're only there for the lore and they'd rather save time than skim through several streams just to find it yk? After a certain point condensing them down into 15-30 (maybe 40) minute videos and making lore summaries is a necessity or your gonna lose viewers. (ESPECIALLY if you have a large cast meaning more characters to impact each other and the plot)
Idk I follow a lot of streamers and there's like...less than 10 who I have ever/would sit through a full stream from them, lore happening or not.
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poorlittleyaoyao · 6 months
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jgy and su she also schemed to use the arrays to make wwx lose control at nightless city. I can't remember if they also did qiongqi path but they were def involved in nightless city For Reasons
I really hope they also did Qiongqi Path because “we have to solidify the Yiling Patriarch’s status as an indiscriminate murderer to cover our tracks” is the ONLY reason that making WWX lose control and set corpses loose on everyone at Nightless City—a place where THEY ALSO ARE LOCATED—is anything approaching a sensible choice. Like. What are they even trying to accomplish otherwise.
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muffinrag · 2 months
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sooooooo cool when my brain gives me a teeth dream. just to remind me how much stress im under. just in case i forgot
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winepresswrath · 2 years
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I actually do find the Greens fun in a campy villain way, but I also kind of feel bad for the actors who kept going "maybe my character shouldn't objectively pure evil if I'm supposed to make them sympathetic?" The Aegon actor even had to talk them down from making his character a child rapist. Every Team Green actor is carrying this show on their backs with truly Herculean effort to make any of their scenes remotely compelling.
The poor cast are absolutely doing the most. Even Aegon has the occasional moment! I think part of my problem is that the Blacks are pretty good at being campy villains in their own right- not really the babies, who are admittedly very well adjusted when they're not forming little gangs to beat up their uncle-cousin, but as a group they're plenty charismatic and deranged. The Greens have the energy of the boring moralizing good guys fandom turns on for crimes against watchability, except they are also vile, but in a puppy kicking way, not a sexy crimes way. Except Eyepatch, who is thus far above reproach. I was so ready to be an Alicent apologist but they made it really hard for me. I do think it's funny that she and Crispin have a little club for people who are very upset that Rhaenyra spent ten years getting her back blown out by a hot, kind man who is obsessed with her while living in peaceful friendship and harmony with her husband instead of engaging in chaste yet fervid pining with them, but! For a person who desperately needs to believe that Rhaenyra's sex life is a terrible moral blight that could doom the nation because otherwise she has to face up to how her life is miserable because of her awful father and not for some higher purpose Alicent is very comfortable crowning a cheating rapist with neither the ability nor inclination to rule.
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anaalnathrakhs · 2 years
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i don’t really have a personality i just have a bunch of consumed media and half assed interests or hobbies stuck together with duct tape and every time i try to talk to someone it dissolves and i’m an empty shell again
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technofinch · 20 days
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mulligan ancestral curse? i'm dying to know more omg!!
Well, tumblr user cainsign, i have excellent news for you
His father, at least, wholeheartedly believes that his paternal bloodline is cursed such that if a family has two sons they're destined to kill each other. It's usually an accident. It's also probably just coincidence and catholic superstition. Still. When his first child turned out to be a son, he refused to have any more. Just in case.
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izzy-b-hands · 11 months
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I actually got an answer! (635 pm)
unfortunately now I've still got the shaking to deal with
i think it's bc i expect them to focus so hard on my numbers, and i worry abt dropping too low, but then i go So Hard and worry myself like this before every shift
bc like. it's 50 calls an hour minimum, and in theory i can meet that while not pushing myself to go overboard, but i worry just meeting that won't be enough
im trying to give myself permission to half ass tonight as well (with the logic of they barely half ass communicating with me and my coworkers, so surely im safe to do my version of half assing, which was once described by a former coworker as 'still mostly full assing it tho, dude') and i just can't. anyone else, yes, half ass it, dial but don't lose your shit over it, try to chill even as you call, but for myself? nope, can't convince myself that's allowed
i know things will be fine but for rn my brain is So Overwhelmed and So Scared and Very Stupid (isnt it always at least a little lmao) and im. wanting to work bc Need Money but not wanting to bc Everything Else Abt the Job
why can't i just do things right without all this extra effort and worry. other ppl can. but I can't, no matter what i do or how hard I try.
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maryyyy8 · 11 months
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Hmmmm. Got a feeling that a lot of the shitty situations I find myself in are, in fact, my own fault.
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psychoticallytrans · 4 days
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A surprisingly helpful bit of social maneuvering I've figured out from trial and error: Throughout your life, you are going to need things from people. Often, it's going to be on a deadline. And when that deadline passes, you generally want to know what's going on. So, you need to ask them.
There are two kinds of people, broadly, in this situation. The Shameless will tell you what the holdup is, with absolutely no regard for if the reason is "good enough". This is actually very helpful, because you get the real reason immediately, and can start working on a solution.
The Ashamed is trickier. People who are Ashamed are people who were often told they were giving excuses when they were trying to explain, and they'll often avoid you until they solve the problem on their own. This causes them and you a lot of stress, and often takes a lot longer to solve.
Long term, the strategy for dealing with people who are Ashamed is to provide a supportive environment where they're comfortable sharing any problems they're having with getting things done. But, there's a way to at least partially short-circuit that:
Provide an explanation for them.
One example might be "Hey Susan, I noticed that I don't have your report yet. Are you busy with other projects?" The readymade explanation signals that you're willing to accept an explanation, which is the big anxiety point.
Sometimes, you still won't get an honest answer- especially if the honest answer isn't "good enough" by the standards of the person who traumatized them. But, I've found that it often at least gets you a lie that lets you give them some slack or work around the problem.
Let's say that Susan has actually completely forgotten that she needed to do the report. She's horrified at herself, and completely unwilling to admit the real problem. But, she can now safely reply with "Sorry Jennifer, I've been swamped, and it got lost in the mix. I can have it to you in two days. Does that work?"
From there, so long as Susan gave an estimate for when she can actually do it, she and Jennifer can hash out a solution.
It's not a perfect solution, but it works astonishingly well for how small of a change it is.
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jeonghanurl · 1 year
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feel like shit all the kids are coughing and snivelling all day long because all the parents are like "if we stay home every time the kid gets a cold we'll have to stay home every other week" and like I get that. I get that you need to work to survive so you can't stay home with a sick kid but guess who else needs to work to survive😭
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snek-eyes · 8 months
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Things I'm noticing on rewatch
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Aziraphale knows how reproduction works (and realizes you need a pair) because (unlike Crowley, rip unicorns) he saw the human design plans, if maybe didn't directly work on them. Presumably there are other angels who know, it's a good thing that none of them were tagging along for the whole Job bit. Or maybe they just didn't want to contradict Gabriel.
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The "this way up" sign on the box is so cheeky. Aziraphale and Crowley could've solved the whole mystery if they'd just ignored the rules and upended the system box, but there's still part of them (esp. Aziraphale) still instinctively following the rules.
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Literally the first thing they say to each other in the present sets up their entire season conflict of not communicating properly, while being hidden in a joke. *groans loudly*
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okay wait did we figure out what the deal was with this getting so specifically highlighted?? I've tried looking up the passage and I am.. still pretty baffled. Other than the obvious connection to Crowley being about to explode in a few minutes.
Edit: There's a theory I like quite a lot here, though still open to other interpretations if you've got em!
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Crowley opening the door for Aziraphale and Nina staring in fascination is SO funny. She's just dying to know what tf is going on there.
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Originally overlooked this bc it's not his usual coy heart eyes, but this is an Ask from Aziraphale. Aziraphale glances to Jim and back like, Well I'm not doing that.... and Crowley gets the message that this is (at least partially) why he's here, to be the demon and not the nice one.
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Really can't get over the walls matching Crowley's eyes. You can't leave this bookshop indeed.
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Despite the fact that Crowley is storming out of here so angry that he will literally explode in about 60 seconds, he does not slam the door. It's not the bookshop's fault / he really is trying to control his temper / he doesn't want to leave things on that final of a note / choose your interpretation.
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e11n · 2 years
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ive been hashtag in hell recently asdie from the multiple and frequent breakdowns my brain has decided the Hallucination Categories even if im like not . having a metldown or some shit are 'smelling blood' and ;'body covered in bugs' and BOTH suck
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littlesmartart · 10 days
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look, I want a Meng Shi Lives AU for many reasons, but at least partially because I think if NMJ met her it would... not necessarily solve things, but I just feel like he'd struggle to hate JGY with the same veracity once he sees firsthand how much he loves his mum. and if NMJ showed Meng Shi even the tiniest ounce of respect and or basic kindness, or if Meng Shi happens to think he's a Very Nice Young Man, then...... JGY can't very well kill someone his mum likes, can he???
LXC is just happy there soaking up all them wholesome mum vibes ✌
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zonigiri · 1 year
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𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓
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pairing: gojo x f!reader
summary: inspired by this post by @gojoest and tags/addition by @kagelun. i have nothing to say for myself (sorry)
wc: 1.2k
cw: fluff, gojo being gojo & divider credits to @saradika!
a/n: wrote the outline for this fic in my 20mins break at work and finished it mostly on bus rides to and from work. felt like i needed that to be mentioned somewhere
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"I hate when you do that," Gojo whined from his place on the bed, lying with his limbs spread out. He had a habit of making the queen sized bed look like a single whenever he was even partially horizontal on it.
"Do what?" you ask absentmindedly, in the middle of putting your clothes back on.
"That." 
"Toru we've been over this, I'm not moving in with you. Living with you would drive me actually insane."
You're facing away but you can feel his pout deepen. You hear the tell tale sounds of the bed squeaking and you know the menace you call your boyfriend, is making his way over to you with an impassioned defense. He might as well have flashcards with him and sometimes you wonder how if he wasn't a man-child with such ridiculous hills to die on, or the strongest sorcerer in this world, in an alternate universe he would've made a decent lawyer. 
"That's not what I was talking about but now that you've brought it up, I can think of at least 5 reasons why-" 
"Gojo," you turn to face him with a pointed stare. He withers under your gaze and your use of his formal name and you go back trying to get the clasps of your bra to get to stick to the intended hooks, instead of the one above or the one below. After a few moments of fiddling, you give up fighting a losing battle.
"Can you do my clasps?"
You look over your shoulder at Gojo, glance at your hands and look back at him expectantly. He shifts to stand behind you, fingers gentle and unsure as you feel them on your back. You let go of the straps in your hand and wait patiently. 
"This is what I meant, you know."
You tilt your head to the side a little and because over months Gojo has learned to read your little gestures like a book, he knows that despite your silence that's a sign for him to continue. Not that he ever needed one anyway.
"Why do you need to wear when you have all the support you need right here?"
Gojo cups your breasts with his large hands. You lightly smack his hands with yours but all that makes him do is give them a little squeeze. 
"Look at how much better I am at this! I can hold them exactly the way you want them to!" 
Like a child at a science fair demonstrating his beloved project, Gojo proceeds to squeeze your breasts closer together along with his words. You let out a sigh and a little shake of your head, and you decide to humour him to try and beat him at his game. 
"...plus my hands are so much warmer! And they're definitely more comfortable than some of these godawful ones." 
He glares dirtily at your open lingerie drawer. 
"That's not what you called them when I wore them for you last Friday."
"You're not playing fair," he mumbles into your neck. 
You give it some time, basking momentarily in the warmth of Gojo's body so close to yours, before you place your hands over the ones covering your breasts and kiss his fingertips. 
"Toru, I'm going to miss my bus, will you please do my clasps?" 
"Hai," he says in a drained monotone like a school child being asked to do something dreadfully boring. 
Satoru keeps his word this time and you hear the little click of the hooks attaching in place. Tugging your bra to make yourself comfortable, you turn around in his arms to place a sweet kiss on Gojo's lips, "Thank you baby."
Leaving him standing, you walk over to pick up your jumper and you quickly slip into it. While pulling up your jeans you noticed Gojo's attention had shifted and he was now inspecting the contents of your drawer. Picking up the straps of cloth and lace and trying to figure them out with the face of someone trying to solve a nuclear equation with utmost concentration.
You don't have to wait for long to know what he's thinking, you hardly do. Gojo never shies away from voicing his opinions. All of them, no matter how inane or inappropriate.
"You know, I think I'd be better at designing these."
"Yeah?" 
"Yeah! I mean you keep saying the wire hurts and…" you hear bits and pieces of what he says , his voice full of robust conviction while you finish getting ready. In the meantime, Gojo appears to have taken a serious interest in the construction of female lingerie. You didn't have the heart to explain the intricacies of women's fashion and how since ages, pain and discomfort was woven into the very fabric and principle. Not right now anyway, while you were already running late for a bus with a temperamental schedule and a history of not following it. You looked into the mirror for a last quick check to make sure everything was in place and you walked over to your boyfriend, still somewhat lost in thought. You took his face between your hands, squished him gently and kissed him after letting go.
"Bye baby, love you!"
As always Gojo's lips stay on yours for a little longer, even after you pull away. Ending kisses is not something Gojo excels at, especially not when they're with you. He pulls away reluctantly and with that, you're gone. The door behind you shuts with a little click and Gojo's left to his own devices for the day.
Later that night you're cuddled in bed with him, his limbs wrapped around you like a blanket, the only way he knows how. Gojo's voice pipes up in the dark, "You know, I think I've figured out how to make it work."
"Hm?"
"How to make the bras work without hurting. I even came up with designs, I think you'd like them." 
There's silence, but he knows you're awake and you're listening. He knows the rhythm of the way your chest rises and falls when you're asleep in his arms.
"I even came up with the name of the company."
You shuffle a little in his hold to turn to face him. Even when lying down, his face is a whole head above yours.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"Gojo's secret."
It takes a while for it to sink in and then your laughter rings out in the dead of the night. A genuine, hearty outburst at his very earnest response. It gets you an offended, "Hey! It's a good name! I mean I might run into copyright issues but I…" and Gojo pulls you closer to him in efforts to get you to listen to him seriously but you don't hear the rest of it very clearly over the sound of your own laugh. With every next word that comes out of his mouth you collapse into a fresh fit of giggles and Gojo complains that you're not listening to his flawless 7-step-plan to take over the whole industry that he spent all day thinking up. Pouty that you're not taking him seriously, despite the fact that you almost never do, Gojo untangles you (gently) from his grasp and turns around to face the other way. 
" 'm not talking to you."
You're used to his antics by now so you turn to spoon him, throwing your leg over his with abandon and slipping your hand over his chest. You hear a little "hmph" uttered under his breath without any real malice but all it does is make you squeeze him a little tighter (lovingly).
"Goodnight Toru, love you."
You press a kiss to his shoulder and shuffle in closer to him to make yourself comfortable to go to sleep. The next morning when you wake up, and you wake up earlier than Gojo does, you realize the two of you are in exactly the opposite position from when you went to bed. You're curled up against Gojo, back to his chest, and one of his hands has somehow made its way through the night to loosely cup your left breast in his large hand. 
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