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the-plague-dog · 2 months
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Here are some lil doodles as a quick meal as my brain is currently mush in a blender.
I do have more art coming, it's just I need my stickers to arrive for my finishing touches
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Huld made me aware she actually had a tongue piercing at the time of contradiction so another piercing on Simon
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The pathetic creature
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Me and bro (he is unstable)
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Also for anyone who wasn't there for Huld's stream, here is a small compilation of me losing my mind at 1am as me and huld had been at our pcs for 17 HOURS BY THE END OF THE STREAM
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I have recovered and so has Huld... took us a while tho
I've had a rough past few weeks personally so I'm sorry I haven't been as active as I would like to be.
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i wanna talk about tma characters and the concept of a facade. because i have a lot of thoughts.
so most people understand how ironic it is to characterize martin blackwood as a soft boy that can do no wrong, because one of the most interesting parts of his character is how much of a subversion of that trope he is. he's manipulating people by acting like that. this is addressed in the canon. he wants everyone to like him, and he knows he'll almost always get what he wants if he puts up this facade.
something people talk about a bit less, but is still equally canon, is that gertrude robinson was doing basically the same thing. pretending to be just a boring old woman, when she's actually extremely clever and ruthless. she plays into everyone's pre-existing biases and assumptions masterfully to hide just how competent she really is. she knows exactly what she's doing, and she's willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for the sake of her self-appointed mission. characterizing her as a grandmother figure is the funniest form of irony to me.
but do you know who isn't putting up a facade? do you know who isn't changing their behavior to affect your idea of them?
the older avatars.
peter lukas isn't pretending to be passive-aggressive and overly cheery, he just kind of...is. why would he ever bother putting up a facade? he doesn't want people to like him. his authentic self is this talkative yet asocial man, who specifically aims to be awkward and unlikeable.
people say that simon fairchild's polite and carefree demeanor is an act, but i really don't think that's true either. i guess i might see it differently because i personally resonate the most with the vast out of all the fears, but i really think that a lot of that behavior makes perfect sense for his character. he doesn't think that anything in life matters. his personality reflects the lightness and carefree nature of that mindset. he just doesn't care. he does everything for fun. he's not pretending to be anything he isn't.
this could be me reaching, but honestly, i don't think even jonah magnus is putting up that much of a facade. he's lying, sure. he's manipulating people, obviously. but he's not changing his behavior in order to do that. even in mag 160, there's no big, henry mildmay-esque "dropping of the act" when he has his monologue. if you look at his behavior as elias bouchard, it's exactly the same as the little bits of him that we get to see in s5. the elias whose last words are "good luck" is the exact same elias as the one who always greeted basira with "hello, detective".
humans put up an act. monsters don't bother to.
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xyzabsol · 2 months
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Kinda sick of seeing Simon Blackquill being portrayed as having no friends ever when actually. Canon suggests he's a pretty extroverted guy. Will elaborate in the morning because it's late but like. He's grumpy and pretty closed off (probably mainly because of the prison time) but if you look at him any more than that he's still clearly an extrovert. Or at least pretty social
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xpaintedladyx · 6 months
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I know no one wants to talk about MW3 but something is bugging me. There’s a massive contradiction during the flashpoint mission. It implies Ghost and Soap have met before. Yet we assume they first meet in MW2. So what’s the deal? I highly doubt Ghost forgot or like the rest of this game it’s lazy writing. Unless someone else can explain.
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robiinurheart33 · 3 months
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Thinking abt how after soaps death we can all agree that ghost blamed himself for his death :p
But what if because ghost knows soap so well with his behaviour and mannerisms, and how much time they spent with each other he knows deep down that soap wouldn’t actually blame him for getting shot.
He can almost feel the vibrations, the soft murmur of comfort against his ear, his rough calloused hands cupping his face and soft, tear-filled eyes assuring him it wasn’t his fault
ARRRHEHEH IM GOIKG CRAZY but at the same time ghost can’t help but keep thinking he should have been faster he should have reacted and prevented soap’s death easily but for some reason he just. Couldn’t. Move.
These two ideas keep clashing with one another until ghost feels like Simon and ghost are two different people who are clawing and scratching at each other trying to preserve Johnny’s memory as best as he can and how could he even try no one could capture just how brilliant and bright Johnny is and now ghost is grabbing at his hair, on the brink of yet another breakdown and why can’t he just stop thinking for a second? Because it is his fault but Johnny wouldn’t think that but ghost would and who does he even believe?? Ghost wants to bang his head against the wall.
(Disclaimer: I haven’t watched the play through for MW2 and 3 and this is just from watching clips of ghost and soap along w countless hours reading fanfics of them but rest assured I will watch the play throughs!! - if anything is inaccurate pls don’t hesitate to tell me so I can take note of it in the future :))
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mushyfart · 4 months
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currently remembering when I made a theory that they were the same person in late 2020-2022
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was a pretty dumb theory with little to no supporting evidence but I won't even lie it seemed kinda cool to me at the time
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vancethehuman · 6 months
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Love the concept that whenever Simon lets it slip that he's bisexual (imagine he's hanging out with Marcy, Bubblegum, and Finn at the bar) everyone will be like "but...what about Betty" and he'll be like "I met her when I was forty, do you kids really think I didn't date before then?" and he just gets blank stares. They are totally supportive, of course. He's just talked about Betty so much that they sort of forgot he had a whole life before that point LOL
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bakaity-poetry · 1 year
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~ Simone Weil - An Anthology, pg 260
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“It was easier for me to think of a world without a creator than of a creator burdened with all the contradictions in the world.”
-- Simone de Beauvoir
Better a non-existent god than an incompetent one.
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leighsartworks216 · 1 year
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I love Ace Attorney i really do. But that is NOT what Blackquill would sound like
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aoitakumi8148 · 4 months
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[Left behind] 𝟚 of 𝟚.
𝓛𝓪𝔂 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 Ꮼ 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓜𝔂 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓜𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓘 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓤𝓼𝓮 𝓘𝓽 𝓣𝓸 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓜𝓮...
‘I get why you are doing this, but I know that together we can create something mughty magnificant. I'll give you what not a single ‹version› of your ‹real› son ever would... I do not dare to be judgemental of the emotions you are driven by... 'cause they are mutual... No tribulation is tougher than a future that is not there.’
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the-plague-dog · 2 months
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I forgot about this contradiction drawings I did straight after I finished the game so here's some more actual drawings whilst i recharge
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I DONT HAVE A FAVOURITE I DONT HAVE A FAVOURITE I DONT HAVE A FAVOURI- Listen, Blame Huld, not Me. She's putting the queer neurodivergent swagger into her characters. (I was so worried when Simon was my favourite that Huld was gonna find it weird but she found it funny how nervous I was)
Also If you watch the VOD of Huld's stream, I'd like to formally apologise for teaching Huld the phrase "wait I'm goated", my bad guys
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fideidefenswhore · 1 year
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There was only one state suite [at Hatfield], on the south front overlooking the gardens and approached by a great stair, and this must have been assigned to Elizabeth. Under James Nedeham's instructions, carpenters and bricklayers set up rooms for Mary elsewhere, possibly on the ground floor or in the guest rooms on the north front.
Houses of Power: Everyday Life in Tudor Royal Palaces / Thurley, Simon
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lesbiten · 2 years
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its kinda weird to me how the show has mcgucket move into the northwest mansion, but the journal has ford visit him and he still lives in the junkyard. which is the real version of canon alex. tell me right now. WAIT NO HOLD ON it just clicked in my brain. the part in the journal where ford visits him is when he tells him to sell his blueprints to the government, THEN the show shows him after hes made a shit ton of money off that and can buy the mansion. got it. yeah okay
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neoarchipelago · 4 months
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The idea of Simon Riley fucking you passionately, between hard and soft, deep and languid. While repeating again and again "I'm not good for you... Not good, you need better..."
Fucking you to make you addicted because he still wants you to stay and love him no matter how fucked up he is.
Fucking you like he loves you. A full contradiction of his words...
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lovelyghst · 2 months
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“why’re you bein’ so snappy today, sweetheart?”
genuine concern laces simon’s voice as the mattress dips beneath you with his added weight, but it’s still not enough to knock you from your bratty state. sat at the head of your bed with your knees bent together in front of you, arms crossed over your chest, a pouty look on your face that hasn’t changed since you woke up that morning.
his hand slips up your calf and his other follows suit on your other leg not long after, and you’re still ignoring him. maneuvering themselves to the backs of your knees, making you huff out a frustrated sigh.
“still not gonna talk to me?” he frowns, calloused fingers abandoning your knee-socks and making their way up your bare thighs. his skin is cold, freezing against yours, and your breathing hitches when the rough pads creep upward past the end of your skirt.
you shake your head, refusing to meet his eyes and unrelenting with your behavior, and he’s forced to keep prodding; continue pushing forward, see how long you can keep up the facade until you’ll be whining and writhing and rightly fixed under him.
his digits graze your upper thighs, trickling inward to where you’ve always been the most sensitive, and he tugs at the lacy material of your panties — twice, before pulling them tight against you.
a small whine unexpectedly falls from your lips.
and, oh, he’s got you.
“my poor baby…” he coos. the second his hands emerge from beneath your skirt, your eyes snap open, surprised he’d tease you in such a mean way. his large palms move back to encase your knees; gradually guiding them to part, gentle as you go so pliant for him.
“just a troublesome, little thing, aren’t ya?”
your grumpy pout turns to a sad, desperate one, and he hums in sympathy. he knows you don’t mean to be like this.
he reaches forward again, this time his knuckles finally making contact with the soaked center of your panties, and you gasp aloud. his touch is still light though it’s enough to make you deprived.
“y’need me to help ya rub one out, hm? is that it?”
and finally- finally, you give in to simon. nodding your head, eyes all watery when a tear falls to your puffy cheek, and murmuring soft pleas that entirely contradict the you from a mere minute ago.
he grins proudly; no matter how difficult you may be at times, he’ll always break through it. pull his sweetheart from whatever depths of ill-behavior she fell into, reset that little brain for the better.
“it’s alright, dovie, i’ve got ya. just let me take care of you.”
his hand dips between your skin and the fabric of your panties, careful as he inches closer to your heat, and you give him full reign.
because that’s what he’s there for; to take care of you, of course.
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