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tofixtheshadows · 24 days
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So I've been thinking lately about how Mithrun is Kabru's dark mirror (more on that another time- it needs its own post), and I thought it interesting that one of their parallels is that they were both cared for by Milsiril, but in opposite directions. She took Kabru in as her foster after he was orphaned and tried to convince him not to become an adventurer. On the flip side, she helped rehabilitate Mithrun specifically so that he could rejoin the Canaries.
And I kept wondering: why?
For Kabru, obviously she loves him a whole lot- despite any other shortcomings in their relationship, I do believe that.
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So I get why she tries to convince him not to go dungeoning, and, failing that, at least prepares him as thoroughly as she can.
But why help Mithrun? She used to hate Mithrun, but after realizing what a secretly twisted person he was, she actually thought of him more positively (oh, Milsiril). So it wasn't as if she held the kind of grudge that might motivate her to make his already-depleted life even more miserable by sending him back to the dungeons. And it wasn't that she felt bad for him either, since she didn't visit Mithrun for the first ~20 years of his recovery.
The Adventurer's Bible says that Utaya was the impetus for Mithrun returning to the Canaries, but Milsiril is the one who made the trip to see him and tell him about it.
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Why would Milsiril work so hard to get her old coworker back into fighting fit? Why encourage him to return to such a dangerous lifestyle, when she was the one who chose not to mercy-kill him?
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That last panel is such a crazy thing to hint at and then never elaborate on. Without it we could have just thought that Milsiril wanted the Canaries' work to continue without her, even if it seemed out of character. I think some people even assume she's just a natural caretaker as a foster mom and handwave it to include nursing Mithrun too. What could Milsiril's suspicious motives be? What does she gain from Mithrun joining the Canaries that isn't an altruistic desire to see dungeons safely sealed? Feeling a sense of responsibility for the work she left behind isn't an ulterior motive.
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My theory is: Milsiril, knowing that Mithrun was empty save for the burning desire to face the demon again, wound him up like a clockwork doll and pointed him back at the dungeons.
Hoping that he'd eliminate the biggest threat to Kabru's life, before it was too late for him.
Milsiril the puppetmaster.
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Vincent Price in a dress - performing for the troops circa 1943.
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pdouwes · 2 months
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I'm never going back, the past is in the past.
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puluhuzi · 7 months
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by far the scariest part of the candy queen is the magically induced comphet she's going through
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tending-the-hearth · 1 month
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thinking about how canonically the pevensie siblings are 13, 12, 10, and 8 in "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe"
thinking about how lucy needed a stool to be able to get up onto her throne, how peter's sword is a little too large for him, how susan's bow is a little too difficult for her to pull back, how edmund's shield nearly covers his entire body.
thinking about the pevensie siblings and their first few months in narnia, getting to know their new people, and half the narnians sitting there horrified because WHAT have these literal babies been through to give them such traumatized, old eyes, and the other half of the narnians are preparing to adopt them, no it doesn't matter that they're the rules, they're children who are being put in charge of too many things, and if peter looks at the old man council long enough he's going to cry, so someone needs to give him paternal support while aslan is off doing Lion Jesus Stuff™️ and whoops oreius is being nice and encouraging and now he's adopted his kings and queens they're his kids now he doesn't make the rules.
just the narnians and the pevensies being thrown into it together, and just as the pevensies will do anything to protect their new kingdom, the narnians will do anything to protect their rules, because let's be honest, these children have no sense of self-preservation, and are far too overprotective of each other and their people to take into account their own safety, so a lot of battles it's just one of the pevensie siblings running headfirst into danger with oreius running after them because his kids are feral and don't know proper royalty manners and won't threatening old kings from different countries because they're being assholes and the last time one of them tried undermining the queens susan called him a self-righteous asshole and lucy tried to stab him SOMEONE help him corral his children please
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neversetyoufree · 3 months
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It's been said before, but I do really love how VnC seems to have taken it upon itself to spend time on every one of the classic themes associated with vampire literature.
Vampirism as a disease? Vampirism as seduction and/or sexual assault? Vampirism as an excuse for othering and xenophobia? Fear of the corruption of natural death? It's all there. VnC vampires aren't traditional vampires in any part of their actual lore, but god, Mochijun knows what she's doing on a thematic level.
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justaz · 3 months
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arthur repealing the ban on magic and sitting merlin and morgana down to figure out who is going to be court sorcerer and ready to mediate a debate but before morgana can even open her mouth, merlin passes to position onto her. arthur and morgana just stare, morgana makes feeble attempts to spark an argument, to instigate merlin to at least fight for it. even arthur is like “…you don’t even want, like, a room or something for your magic work?? none of the perks?? a different position in the court?????” and merlin’s just like “nope! i’m good!” and morgana and arthur exchange a look before arthur asks why. merlin’s answer is that his position, where he belongs, is at arthur’s side. besides. morgana deserves it. she was snubbed from becoming queen so it was only fair.
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felixravinstills · 3 months
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Festus Creed talking to Coral
—The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)
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atelier-melvalda · 7 days
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The flower girl & the fighter ❤️
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audristarzz · 12 days
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EVER AFTER HIGH DR̥˚✧
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about me☆
Catherine (Cat) Anne Cheshire
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Rebel
Fairytale Parent: Cheshire Cat
Sister: Kitty Cheshire
Roommate: Ramona Badwolf
Abilities: Invisibility, Shape shifting, Cat like reflexes, Teleportation
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★・・・・・・★
my sister ☆
Katherine (Kitty) Melody Cheshire
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Rebel
Fairytale Parent: Cheshire Cat
Sister: Cat Cheshire
Roommate: Madeline (Maddie) Hatter
Abilities: Teleportation, Invisibility
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★・・・・・・★
my mother ☆
Cheshire Cat
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Children: Cat Cheshire, Kitty Cheshire
Abilities: Teleportation, Invisibility
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★・・・・・・★
my roommate ☆
Ramona Badwolf
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Rebel
Fairytale Parent: Big Bad Wolf, Little Red Riding Hood
Sister: Cerise Hood
Abilities: Advanced hearing, Speed
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best friends forever after ☆
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thank you for reading! feel free to ask questions and I’ll be happy to answer ☆
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jettreno · 2 months
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there obv IS a prevalent and aggravating trend of stories having an antagonist who correctly identifies a flaw in society and aims to fix it but also commits atrocities along the way that the narrative claims to undermine the entire goal and then when the hero defeats them it is in the name of the status quo - but people sometimes point to legend of korra as an example of this which is so annoying bc like man how can you not understand a show written for children. every single season ends with korra defeating the villains and then saying "they had some points tho!" and then changing the status quo to address the flaw the villain identified
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chichis-interlude · 27 days
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I hate law of attraction
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𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑌𝑜𝑢 | Morpheus( Dream) x Goddess!Reader
A/N: Hello everyone! Here is me and my newest fic! It resembles a lot to the Khonshu one I had written but this has another time line and is different than the other! Ever since I watched the first episode, I couldn't help but want to write for him even though I have requests but don't worry! I will write everything you all requested!
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"You should stop with that edgy look, my love. Though it gives you that mysterious vibe that I love, you should have a change."
Hearing his Queen's teasing voice, Morpheus couldn't help the chuckle that left him and turned to her with a teasing smirk pulling on his lips. Her golden clothes, quite contrasting his own, hugged her body right and gave her the godly power she held. She was contrasting him in many ways. Her warm smile, kind eyes that eased souls, her benevolent heart that helped those in need for many centuries and how she always found a way to entertain him...
It all made him fall in love with her more.
" You say that, but it was the other way around the last time we were together, my Queen."
"I never said I didn't like it, it definetly does things to me~"
Slithering your arms around his neck and playing with his black hair softly, you kissed his cheek while his hands were busy rubbing the soft fat around your hips. Chuckling at your playful smile, he admired the golden color that complimented your figure. "Needy, aren't we?"
"Is it wrong of me to show my love to my husband?"
"Not at all, love... Though I wonder if you'll stay here or go back to your Kingdom?"
Nodding your head absentmindedly at him, you looked at the ruby hanging off his neck and touched the small juncture between his neck and shoulders which elicited a gasp from him. " I don't know... Maybe I'll stay here a bit with Lucienne or maybe I'll wait for my knight in black coat~"
Shaking his head at you, you smiled when he uttered a whispered I can't believe you and continued to lay little pecks with a frown at remembering your Kingdom and how you resurrected them back. It was hard work, exceeding your powers and creating a new realm out of dust took a toll on your body, knocking you out cold eventually.
But with the help of your brothers and your husband, you were better and on the throne of your people.
"Jokes aside, I need to return back to Asgard. There are a lot of paperwork to do."
Kissing your forehead softly, he smiled on your skin which made you smile as well while holding his bigger hands in yours. "Don't tire yourself out, my love. I need to go now, I'll see you at the dinner..."
And here it was, the reason you came to his realm in hurry. Ever since the start of the day, your heart and soul was in distress. There was this feeling of a spider crawling inside you, a dread that filled your very being. Heimdall tried to soothe you with gentle words, saying that he didn't see anything happening to either you or Dream but another news that you learnt earlier that day was the main reason of your twitching and anxiety.
You were with child.
The topic of kids wasn't a foreign one, you two talked about it once or twice. He wasn't against it but not fond of it either. He was fine without a baby and he wanted to cherish you as much as he could... Even though it has been centuries ever since you two married.
And that was how you ran to Death and Lucienne for advice. Death wasn't of help, she was so happy for you and Dream that she just hugged you close, happy that their family was expanding. You awkwardly hugged her back and ran at the first chance to Lucienne who tried to console you and tell you that Dream would be ecstatic at the news, and the fact that the baby was a part of you and him would be the icing on the cake.
Now that you were thinking about it, the sight of a chubby baby with his jet black and fluffy hair, maybe your eyes and nose, running in his Kingdom and playing with their uncle in your Kingdom... I guess having a baby wouldn't be that bad...
Watching Dream's back and how it flexed under his coat while he was holding his famous helm, you rubbed your slightly bloated belly and smiled down softly. Your baby bump wasn't that obvious but you were curious how Dream wasn't able to sense the life growing inside you.
"When are you going to be back, my love?"
Walking down the stairs that led to twin thrones that was the opposite of each other, Jessamy also perched on Dream's shoulders. You could swear that the raven was smirking at you as if she knew what was going on.
"Hopefully, I'll not be gone for long. It's just, Corinthian is causing trouble in the Waking World. Surely, he won't be much of a hassle... Are you okay? Do you need my help?"
Hearing his rich and raspy voice, and trying to stop yourself from blushing even after years of marriage, you shook your head at his worry and took his hands between yours, rubbing the black and silver marriage ring. "No, I just... I have a bad feeling about this. Be careful, okay?"
Normally, Dream would have teased you but seeing your eyes shake with worry, he took fast steps and took your face between his much bigger yet softer ones. He rubbed the underside of your eyes softly and smiled down reassuringly, somehow feeling something was going on after you also voiced the same worry Lucienne did.
"Nothing will make me stop from coming back to you, my queen. I swear it... I'll always find my way to you, through the love we have and the craving of our existense..."
Smiling through hooded eyes, you nodded at his words, feeling giddy. "You better, mister... And, I have surprise for you. Though I don't know if you'd like it."
"Why keep me waiting when you can tell me now?" He cocked a playful brow at you, and you shook your head with a pout. "I said, it's a surprise. Why would I call it as one if I wanted to say it right now?"
"Fine, fine... I shall use it as a motivation then, perhaps alongside with this."
And while he kissed you deeply, you couldn't have known that it would be the last one you two shared in 100 years.
If only you weren't already getting weaker, you would have went to him before you stopped feeling him in the realms and saved him.
But neither of them happened.
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It has been months now that Dream was gone, as if his existence was erased completely. The days that spent without his loving embrace, especially while being heavily pregnant, were getting harder and harder but at least, there was still someone with you.
Lucienne had been the biggest help you had, alongside with Death, but the lovely woman refused to leave you all alone. She knew your brothers and some of your people didn't like your marriage with the King of Dreams and Nightmares, and you would potentially face discrimination for carrying his babies, even though they were just little and innocent beans, so she always stood right next to you.
If something ever happens to me, please protect my wife... Lucienne, I wouldn't allow myself to live if something happened to her.
"My Queen, would you like to have some meal? Or perhaps, I could escort you to your bedroom?"
Turning your head away from the view of your home decaying and crumbling down, you gave a soft yet shaky smile to the woman that became a sister to you and waved your hand to decline her offer. Even though you were grateful for her help and companionship, especially when the kingdom you adored was being destroyed,you didn't want to be babied all the time. Sure, being pregnant was hard but feeling weak was even worse.
"I'm just pregnant, Lucienne. Though it makes me weaker every time, I need to sit here and make sure that at least the palace stays intact..."
"My Lady, You are the creation and life... Your mere existence is the source of everything in this Universe but... the burden of this Kingdom is heavy on your shoulders, one that isn't yours."
Her words hang heavy on the stiff air of the library that became a sanctuary to you, heart beating erratically. You understood the meaning behind her words, ever since Dream disappeared, the Dreaming had... started to crumble. The staff and the residents had slowly went away, some for the search of their Lord, some thinking he had abandoned them to fend for themselves.
The only thing that kept the Dreaming going was your presence, and for fear thet the only reminder of your love would perish, you stayed. Even if the realm was eating your powers away.
" I'm the Queen of this realm, as much as I'm the Queen of Asgard... I don't want my home to perish, for him to see it on the ground when he comes back..."
"My Lady, our home is you and our lord but... He would be even more devastated if he saw the state you were in... Besides, the little ones need you well and alive, my Queen."
As if to make her point clear, there was two little kicks inside your tummy which made a small yet tired smile blossom on your face. Lucienne watched you rub the tender skin of your belly with a sad look, feeling helpless at not being able to help you. It has been almost 10 human years ever since Dream was captured and as soon as you felt his aura disappear, you started to investigate with Lucienne and Jessamy. None of you knew what exactly happened and how a mere mortal was able to capture Dream but seeing him like that, resembling a wild animal captured... waiting for a chance to attack... being robbed of his tools...
And when he finally saw the illusion of you standing far away from the glass he was being held, he saw how bad all of this were weighing on you.
The illusion of you wasn't pregnant, but Dream was able to see the changes on you. Sulken eyes, dark eyebags, the weight loss...
And the worst was when Jessamy was killed, and if Dream took it bad... You took it even worse.
After all, it was you who wanted her to investigate more, going as far as making her enter the basement and eventually lead her to her demise, even if it was done unknowingly.
"Do you think... He knows that I haven't left him? That she would forgive me?"
"My Lady, I'm sure that my Lord knows how much you care about him and his well-being... As for Jessamy, she loved you and cared for you more than anything. Even my Lord... I'm sure that she doesn't hate you."
Lucienne only shook her head at the far away look on your face but knew that no words would be able to console you, and the fact that she had to watch you, her Lady consume herself with shame and guilt was eating away at her too. She was aware that no words would be able to soothe the pain you were feeling, no support would make it better...
Except Dream, that is.
Not wanting to worry her even more, already feeling bad for making her almost loose her sanity, you stood up slowly and turned to look at the scenery of the grey world in front of you. "Let's go and keep searching, Lucienne... My birth is coming closer and I don't want to slack off... Besides, I can't really see what's in front of me so you'll have to help this lady."
And with an amused chuckle from Lucienne, the librarian and the Queen of two realms walked hand in hand, with support and love for each other. Looking at the woman walking next to her, Lucienne swore to protect the last remaining part of her home with everything in her, even though you were stronger than her.
For the promise she had made to you and her lord.
Rubbing the skin of your belly, neither she nor you would have known that the Lady of the Dreaming, Queen of Asgard and the only reason the Dreaming was still standing would disappear soon after her husband.
Leaving no trace after her.
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When Alex's wheel wiped away the spell keeping him locked up, at first, Morpheus didn't know what to do. It has been over a century ever since he was captured, and felt like it has been even longer that he had seen his wife. For 105 years, she was the reason he held on to his sanity, he had watched people come and go, while he remained the same. Paul and Alex came for one last chance to speak to him, but unknowingly, they had sat a very angry Endless free...
Someone who watched his bestfriend, companion die... Someone who was chained away from his love... Someone whose freedom was taken away.
But now? It all had come to end.
Standing up slowly and manipulating the dream of a guard, he destroyed the glass around him with the little remaining power and even if his heart was begging to return back to his love...
He had to punish those who wronged him.
Morpheus thought that punishing- or in his words, blessing- Alex would bring satisfication to him, making him pay for what his father did... Trully a waste, he said to Alex. To pay for a father's crimes...
But the realization that he was free, free to go and see his one and true love... Set a new kind of fire inside him, one that made him force himself to open a portal to his realm.
Only thing he didn't consider was falling down on his face and eating some sands.
"Sir? Sir!"
A feminine voice, which sounded way more worried than it was supposed to, reached Dream's ears and for a second, he thought that all of these were some nightmare he was having, imagining the voice calling out to him of his precious wife's...
Even though he wasn't completely able to dream like others did.
With a soft gasp, he opened his eyes and jolted awake which alerted the librarian who had been worried for a century and Lucienne grabbed a hold of his hands to let him know that he was finally at home.
"Lucienne..." said Morpheus weakly, still breathing heavily after using all of his powers to his limit and with a happiness that was a miracle to see on his usually cold face.
"Yes, my lord... You're finally home." said Lucienne breathlessly, finally happy that at least someone was back.
Pulling him up to his feet, Lucienne watched her lord walk up to the huge gates of the Dreaming with an anxious look. She knew that he would immediately ask for answers as soon as he saw the state the realm was in, that he would immediately ask for you and your whereabouts, his loyal and loving wife.
But Morpheus was smart and he sensed that something was very wrong. The aura, air of his once alive kingdom seemed like it was dulled and almost destroyed but the worst was...
He couldn't sense your life energy, your heart that only beat for him.
He didn't want to assume things, even though his heart was beating painfully and his eyes started to sting and get glossy at the possiblity that you were gone, he knew how you were. Loyal, loving, strong... No one in any realms were strong enough to take you down and for that, something must have happened...
And he was adamant on learning what it was and where you were.
Before he could've opened the gates and stormed in the palace you two had created happy memories, he stopped when Lucienne's anxious voice reached his ears. " Forgive me, sir but... the realm is not as you left them..."
But no words would have prepared him for the scene in front of him. His palace was in ruins, the once lively gardens and waters and streets were damaged heavily and the air was thick with...
Death.
With slightly wide and blue eyes and voice thick with emotion, he turned to look at his loyal librarian. " What happened here? Who did this?"
She shuffled on her feet and her eyes wandered to where her Queen would mostly sit at, contemplating how to explain everything. " My Lord, you are the Dreaming and Dreaming is you. With you gone for as long as you were, everything began to crumble and decay."
"What of the residents? The palace staff?"
"Gone, sir. Most are gone."
" Had they so little faith in me? That I wouldn't return?" said Dream, a vengeful fire inside his blue irises that screamed for payback.
Lucienne wanted to come clean to him, about how his absence affected the residents and the realm. How everything went down and... what happened all those years ago. But she didn't have to worry more, since Dream asked her the question she despised to answer.
"Where is my Queen, my wife? Did she also..." Morpheus couldn't help but sound fearful, he didn't see his wife over than a century when he promised her that he would be back as soon as possible and even joked with her to remove all of her worries away from inside the eyes he had fallen madly in love with. Did you cry after him? Mourn him? Or mayhe you hated him so much that you didn't want to see him at all? You were always the one to care about honesty the most, had he broke it? But surely, you knew what happened to him... right?
Lucienne, seeing her king with so many emotions and the turmoil they were creating in his already fragile mental state, couldn't dare to keep her silence anymore and with a heavy heart of not being able to keep her promise, looked at his eyes and what he saw there, utter sadness and helplessnes made him realize that his absence affected much more than he thought.
But her next words almost made the strong Endless' kness buckle and collapse on the sand beneath his feet.
"My Queen hasn't seen anywhere for 85 years, my lord. She said she had paperwok to do in Asgard but no word had been heard from her ever again..."
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wizzard890 · 1 year
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Hello! I'm someone who really enjoys makeup, but has recently in the past few years begun to view makeup and the makeup industry more broadly as something that is really detrimental to women. You seem to be in somewhat of the same position, and I admire your thoughts, so I was curious how you reconcile those positions or if you feel the need to reconcile them at all? Please ignore this ask if it's intrusive or weird lol
You can't reconcile them. You really can't. The beauty industry exists to churn out propaganda, inventing flaws and offering us fixes for a price, before moving on to the new (usually opposite, so you don't already have the tools) trend.
I'm in my thirties, I've seen the beauty industry turn into a nightmarish hydra that I never could have imagined as a teenager. The speed with which people create and zero in on new physical nitpicks, the ubiquity of filters and plastic surgery, that skincare (literally unless you have a specific ailment, a soft cleanser and nothing else will do you just fine) has become a lunatic self-flagellation in the name of some kind of nebulous Purity, just the endless chasing and chasing and chasing of that new thing that new miracle bottle, whatever will finally make you less disgusting for living in a human body. It's rancid. But it’s always been like this. Just slower.
And it's important to be intellectually honest about all this. The reason we think we look better with our lips a certain color, or our skin being a certain texture is because beauty culture has spent hundreds of years and trillions of dollars rotting our brains. None of this is real. You know that you find the people you love the most attractive when they're comfortable and bare faced and being themselves. Contour would change literally nothing about your feelings in that moment.
I enjoy makeup. I like gold eyeliner and deep berry lipsticks and a stain of blush. Why? Because I also have brain rot, and think I look Better with it on. You can't dismantle the entire wretched apparatus on your own, but you can be clear with yourself about why you believe what you believe. As my wife pointed out when I talked to her about this ask, even saying "I just like to decorate my face" doesn't hold water. You don't know what you natively like to do with your face, when it comes to beauty. You've spent your whole life marinating in propaganda. It gets into everything.
Due to my Ancient Years, I am no longer expected to be Young And Hot, which means I don't put on makeup on to run errands, and I don't feel like a full face is necessary to see friends or get dinner on a weeknight. I've started trying to treat makeup like I'd treat a pair of high heels: sometimes it's nice to feel dressed up, and in some environments heels are part of the dress code. Sometimes you wear heels to show your partner that you put in extra effort for them, or to make sure someone knows you took an occasion seriously.
Tellingly, heels also exist to fix a "failure" in your appearance.
It's like finding smoking sexy. Smoking kills you, unambiguously. And yet....it's hard not to feel like you'd be cooler if you had a cigarette in your hand. No one is immune to the manipulations of propaganda. But it is propaganda, plain and simple, and we shouldn't twist ourselves in knots to defend the lies it tells us, or try to make them ~praxis~. Beauty culture is exactly the same.
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kaladinkholins · 3 months
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guys cmon. be ffr please. akemi did Not love taigen. the only reason why she was desperate to search for him to the point of putting herself in danger is because she didn't want to get married to an abusive man (which she believed at the time that takayoshi was). when seki tried to dissuade her from running off, her reason was not "but i love taigen and wanna be with him 🥺" it was because she refused to be controlled and have her autonomy taken from her; she literally says "i won't be locked away in edo married to a stranger." and when seki still tries to argue that getting married to the heir of the shogun would be better than getting caught by brigands, she then says "that kind of man"—referring to takayoshi—"treats women like animals. they say he's a tyrant." and when seki chuckles and says "what man isn't?" her response is "you." she doesn't even talk about taigen. she is using him as much as he was using her. they both see—or, well, saw—each other as means to an end. for taigen he saw that marrying into the tokunobu clan would elevate his status and wealth. for akemi she wanted the right to choose who she married, and she wanted that person to be someone kind. that's it! neither of them loved each other. but since they were courting of course they acted sweet to each other, and they do still care for one another, especially due to their romantic history. but let's be real! akemi is a boss bitch who dropped taigen and forgot all about his ass as soon as she saw takayoshi was a nice guy. because duh? not only is takayoshi a better lover (it's implied their lovemaking lasted a long time) but he's also kinder towards her and presents her with an opportunity to claim power and freedom, which she would not have if she had married taigen, as she would have still been stuck under her father's thumb. so literally why should she settle for taigen's stupid ass! she may be a little naive at times but she's still incredibly intelligent. she would not do something stupid for the sake of "love." you know who would though? taigen.
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mikefrawley · 4 months
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Feel
Promise me you’ll never change you’re beautiful exactly as you are Even if I cannot be the lucky one I shall always love you from afar When we first met, I remembered and felt what I’d forgotten to feel How can I make you feel the same I don’t know how to seal this deal
I love you, though you’re not mine for I cannot give your heart to me
You’d be my queen, we’d be as one yet what can I do to make you see I write and I cry, I even bleed for you you're the only one within my heart And I can see no end to my desire but you’re the one fire I cannot start I know forever I will keep loving you that I could never hope to change Still waking up alone without you here will eternally feel a little bit strange
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