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#thanks for the hypocrisy
marmeow · 2 years
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i lied, i don’t actually like sex, now put ur clothes back on i’m going to explain the entirety of jekyll and hyde and all other media related to it that i know
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azurechicken · 10 months
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i never had to choose between hawke and alistair in inquisition but i'd rather sacrifice alistair and my inky twice than take away anders' lover again when he wasn't looking
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ecoamerica · 19 days
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crepuscularpete · 6 months
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chawarin-panich · 2 months
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no bigger pet peeve of mine than people who must continually point out how superior they are because they do not ‘fall’ for branded pair marketing alskdjffjdjsjsjddhdj congrats on your moral superiority for being the ONLY person who’s ever realized that branded pairs are fake 😂😂
You serve the same function in my life as every homophobe I’ve met in my last decade in fandom who clutched their pearls at RPF shipping and made fandom hostile because their idols could never be gay
…would you like a cookie?
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katyspersonal · 1 month
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I find it very ironic how the same cultish looser that shuns people based on who they're friends with because she genuinely thinks if you believe something you can't have human interactions or treatment to those who believes otherwise..... will preach hard and proud against harassment for people's headcanons, ships and takes whereas being friends with the person who did harass people's headcanons, ships and takes. But why rules are always only for their victims and never for them? What's so hard about following what you preach? Go ahead, disown this person and be mean to everyone who still likes them and want to give them a chance, you SHOULD by the terms that YOU'VE chosen! But you won't, you'll rather cover their ass and pretend you haven't seen the evidence, to save the face, because should you ever admit a mistake you'll explode from the notion of not being so "holy". PEAK L0garius and Alfred behavior.
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tomboyyyaoi · 1 year
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oh my god vash saying "thank god youre alive" when pulling monev from the rubble.
it wasnt just him going "thank god i didnt kill someone" but him recognising rollo through the mask. the double meaning. the way i only noticed on my second watch ooouuu god...
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likelylarks · 2 years
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“this is for a finishing position” little bitch boy what about in aus when daniel was told not to overtake you when it was just for finishing position huh? how do you like it when team orders don’t go your way ONE FUCKING TIME you little shit
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jewvian · 6 months
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The world is giving "we're okay with slaughtering and burning babies, but beheading them?? That's where we cross the line."
Do you even realize how crazy you sound?
The whole rhetoric of "pics or it didn't happen!" while events are still unfolding and families are still grieving and processing the magnitude of the events is wild to me.
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armoralor · 5 months
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my favourite irony of the current shipping discussion is the folks who allege WolfWren enjoyers sent “threats” to people who enjoy cishet ships (I have asked for ANY examples or usernames of anyone doing this multiple times), have also been calling for Filoni to suffer & die if he doesn’t make their ship canon. but don’t forget, it’s definitely the sapphics and queers who like WolfWren that are the problem
#queer nbs & women get harassed for MONTHS by sabezra stans: [complete silence & all the major sabezra blogs still interact with those folks]#wolfwren gets a little love from the cast: “UMMM ACTUALLY THIS SHIP WAR IS SO TOXIC NOW AND THE WOLFWRENS ARE THE PEOPLE THREATENING OTHERS#are there wolfwren fans that suck? probably. & if you would like us to do something about it please give us examples and show us who#so we can make sure we aren’t supporting ANYONE sending threats and hate.#I’ve even seen wolfwren shippers giving sabezra shippers advice on blocking IPs + turning on stronger privacy settings#but where the fuck were Sabezra shippers when other Sabezra stans were talking about rape + murder + abuse in queer peoples posts?#I have about more than 20 examples of disgusting vile HATE (actual hate & not “haha RIP this ship) that I’ve been directly sent#multiple wolfwren fic writers have had to turn off their comments on fics because of homophobic hate#artists have been getting dumb shitty homophobic comments on their wolfwren art with “gay garbage!!! Sabezra of life!!!”#and I’m not seeing anyone calling out sabezras as a whole for being bad toxic people (which no one should because they aren’t)#do you understand & feel the hypocrisy now?#I have no doubt there are “mean” WolfWren fans that are saying silly shit like “hahah we won” and “our ship is better”#and yeah! That’s mean. HOWEVER it is not fucking harassment or the same as “fuck this LGBT shit”#and it’s wrong that queer sabezra stans are being harassed too- there is way too much biphobia & homophobia in this whole fucking fandom#but let’s not act like being called homophobic is the same as suffering under homophobia#and let’s not forget that queer people are capable of being homophobic themselves by perpetuating harm#thank you for coming to my TEDtalk#text
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altruistic-meme · 2 months
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oph, hey anxiety ✌️
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trentskis · 7 months
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what i did appreciate from the spurs players tho is that they consoled joel and virg at the end of the game, it was very sweet. idk how u see it but honestly i didn’t mind that they celebrated, love em or hate em they’ve had a very rough go of it and it’s always nice to see players and fans connect, it reminds me a bit of the lfc v west brom 2-2 all those years ago which is why i feel a bit embarrassed for other lfc fans suddenly being all celebration police esp bc the players can’t do anything abt the ref fucking up 😭 also the song they played in their stadium after it ended is stuck in my head what a disco banger lol
i genuinely appreciate that you can have this mindset so i don't mean to dismiss it in any way but im not normal so when my team loses i feel nothing but burning and intense hatred for every opposition player on the pitch the manager the coaching staff and everything any of them do disgusts me so i can't relate to this, but thank u for sending anyway!!! and hope u have a nice day 💓
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ecoamerica · 19 days
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randomnameless · 8 months
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Random ask but ! Id like your thoughts on this hypothetical scenario that just popped into my brain
From Lysithea's endings we know removing crests from humans is possible.
Let's say in the midst of Ladles war the Flame Emperors is suddenly crestless (both crests are removed). What do you think would happen? How would she and others react ?
I'm still a bit annoyed at this plot point tbh, because even if it's less "weird" than when we're talking about nabateans,
Crests are part of someone's identity, it's in their blood so, like, unless you treat is as cholesterol, you're not supposed to be able to... uh, remove it?
Mole people can "add it" through their weird magitech, but I'd have found it less borderline if somehow, only the added crest disappears, and not the original crest some people were born with.
I don't think Supreme Leader would be very happy - despite her spiel about Crusts BaD, she heavily relies on the power of hers to wage her war, a Supreme Leader without her crests cannot wear her armor (she didn't train to, idk, swim with armor on unlike a certain someone) and I doubt she can swing Aymr as strongly as she can with her crests (or even high jump like she does in Tru Piss to bash Rhea's head in).
I think she'd be pissed, and would try to hide it (Hubert would do the heavy work, and insist she stays on the rear lines) because her entire spiel would fall apart, if the strong can only rely on themselves, if she has no strength anymore, what prevents, say, a barbarian or one of her missing cousins from killing her and becoming the Emperor?
Ionius showed what happened to a MAGA Emperor who isn't "strong", what would happen to her? I honestly think she'd panic, and maybe ask Uncle for new shiny toys to compensate for her sudden weakness -
But if we're on Tru Piss, even if tierlists are trash she shouldn't have been able to defeat the barbarian king or the evil lizard lady with her crests, so without them?
She dies in Tailtean, or even earlier.
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jascurka · 1 month
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man you dont have to respond to this but you are one of my fav toichiro artists and it just made me very happy to find out you dont take part in the "antiship" mob mentality. There is a lot of cognitive dissonance especially in this fandom and it is refreshing and relieving lol
Hey thanks!! This makes me really happy aaaa <3
hahh.... I actually fell prey to that. It's like you don't want to be controversial by disagreeing so you just agree because of the pressure of the community (that pays close attention to what content you leave a like on or who you follow or what ships you like). You want to get out but it holds you in place because you don't even know anyone outside of that circle and you already made friends here.
Getting out is the most scary part. And then it's okay and you can finally draw what you want :]
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had been talking about how odo's betrayal in favor the bold/sacrifice of angels (and the possibility that he condemned other bajorans to death who didn't do what they were accused of besides the group in things past and just never became aware of it) isn't really ever addressed and kira is APPARENTLY willing to look past it/ignore it bc of her affection for him is an interesting/compelling point of hypocrisy But. god its far and away so much more a believable wrinkle in her character than whatever shit they would've pulled to make her and dukat happen. would've been straight up character assassination
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clemencetaught · 2 months
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I wasn't sure if y'wanted them sent in today or tomorrow, BUT TO NOT MESS UP-- (you mentioned answering ic in the tags so yeeting these directly at Patrick >:3 sorry if they're too many omg)
Patrick (any verse)
What does it feel like when others depend on you, in one way or another?
Are you more prone to assuming someone needs you (in a service kind of way, for aid, for support-) or more likely to think they don't?
If psychics were 120% reliable and you could connect to those long gone… would you?
In which contexts are you more 'do as I say not as I do' and in which will you listen to your own advice?
Do you ever catch yourself growing… a little bitter, maybe, at people describing their comparatively 'mundane' problems? Is it envy?
Do you believe children should be shaped for the likeliest future or the future should be shaped for the children to come?
When is self-sacrifice acceptable?
When is hurting those you love acceptable?
in which the 54th victor of the hunger games gives an impromptu interview ( nosy questions for the birthday enby w/ @mythvoiced )
The tea cup is set on the saucer. Discreetly, Patrick slides his other hand into his pocket, where the synthetic patch on his palm wraps around his pocket knife– a habit of sorts, since he won his games. His pocket watch sits on the table, next to the saucier and on his lap, Sun has wrapped herself into a ball, her paws disappearing into the mass of orange fur. On the balcony outside his apartment in the Capitol, this is the only place Patrick knows he will be granted a modicum of privacy in the viper’s nest. 
The shadow of the balcony covers the upper half of his body. Sun keeps dozing on his lap, in the sun. 
Most times, when the questions are directed at him, they’re expecting an affirmative. Doesn’t matter if it’s coming from a District person or a Capitolite– they go to him for answers, first and foremost. And in the case of the latter, these questions are not questions so much as veiled demands. 
Ones that he must always accommodate, regardless of the nature of the demand. 
But these questions, this voice, is…well they seem genuinely curious. And the questions they’ve lobbed his way, they don’t seem to be expecting one correct answer.
Sun shifts on his lap. His leg vibrates from her purring. Patrick sighs, leaning back on his chair. “That…quite a lot of thoughts you have going on there, hm?” The knife stays in his pocket as he gently scratches the top of Sun’s head. “I’ll answer your second question first: people will always look out for themselves first. If they don’t think you’re useful, that you can contribute something good to their lives, then you’re dead to them, if they don’t kill you first. Make yourself indispensable to them and they won’t hurt you.” At least that’s what he tells himself– it’s easier to simply assume anyone who approaches him that they want something he can give them. “The younger victors will need someone to guide them anyway.” 
And even the ones who vehemently deny needing someone, anyone. Patience is always key in those instances– from Taiyang whom it took almost six years and his tribute’s sanity to finally approach Patrick to María, who still slaps away any hands offered, friend or foe. Ironically, he had to approach her first.  
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“…I suppose I don’t think too much about that. If someone was asking for your help, you would be more caught up in what they’re asking, more than how you were feeling no?” A Trojan horse, he’s lobbed in their direction although he’s quick to revise: “...It scares me sometimes.” He confides, fingers pausing in their administrations on Sun’s head. Actually it scares him, a lot. “They’re…they’re relying on me to guide them to the best outcome and I want the same thing for them. I promise you, I really, truly do.” Whether it’s Hyuk, Devora, a tribute he’s been assigned to mentor, or any of the victors. And sometimes even the furball in his lap and yet– “But I…I can’t always guarantee that. But they still trust me, especially the younger ones.” The tributes from District Three– his tributes, the ones who take his hand, look up at him with wide eyes, clinging to every word, every gesture he makes as it will guarantee their survival. “Sometimes I think it would be better if they exercised more caution with me.”   
A smile, bittersweet, if not actually just bitter, graces his lips. He shakes his head though, chuckling at the next question. “...Forgive me, that’s quite a question you have there. ‘Psychics’... I don’t believe that’s information that just anyone, district or Capitol, can get ahold of–  although I have heard of some old religions still practiced in the districts so I suppose the knowledge and belief in such mediums is possible to get ahold of.” He stares down at his tea, the steam still rising. Even if it is a hypothetical question on a medium known to be more shoddy than reputable, he can’t help but pause. If they could contact those ‘long gone’; would that mean, if he asked them to, would he be able to speak to her one last time–
He shakes his head, eye catching his pocket watch, metal beaten and faded, the clock face wearing a crack down the right side. Still, it shimmers in the sunlight. “Even if I could, I…I highly doubt she would want to talk to me of all people.” If they hadn’t met, if they hadn’t fallen in love, she probably would still be alive. Tellessa’s family too. 
After all, he was the first person outside of Tellessa who knew about her forbidden books. “Wherever they are, it’s probably better than here.” Or at least he hopes it is for her. A place where life doesn’t have to be perfect, but it is…easier. A place for souls to rest at long last. If such a place even exists in the first place. He picks up his saucer once more, still careful not to jostle Sun on his legs. She’s taken to loafing now– he knows her eyes are closed even if her head dips every few seconds. But make no mistake, that does not mean she is unaware. Trusting of the one asking the questions. If it was just him, she would be stretched out, a white underbelly waiting for his hand to scratch kindly at the ceiling.
Perhaps the saying is true after all: like owner, like pet. Although Patrick would argue she’s more like Hyuk if anything.
“It depends on the circumstances,” he says as neutrally as possible. A vague answer for a hypothetical question, because that is truly it. “I suppose if one’s life was on the line, it would be better if they followed my lead, no?” 
Not that that’s stopped, those with rebellious tendencies from committing treason anyways. ( And unfortunately, he can name more than one. ) It is ironic in that manner– for someone who knows the system, knows how to work within the rules all, has spent years perfecting his craft in survival arts, it would make more sense to invest on those with similar goals. And yet here he is, worrying about the ones who are decided not interested in survival and therefore would spurn his advice at any given moments. “Not that…that following my advice has ever helped them make it through.” 
(His tributes. All thirty nine of them. No two games are ever the same, the gamemakers would never allow that. If the circus known as the Hungers Games must be reborn over and over again if it wishes to continue.)
He takes a sip of his tea, washing down the momentary displeasure. Or at least he thinks it will be only a moment long. “I suppose what a Capitol citizen would consider a ‘mundane issue’, as you put it, would differ from those of someone from the districts. The former does seem more inclined towards complaining if only to build comradery amongst one another. I’m just glad that they have such means to…channel their frustrations.” 
( It’s in times like those, where he wishes his temper could curdle, the way Devora’s does in the face of the Capitol Elite. How he wishes he could simply let her use the knife to silence those idle complaints. )
Patrick takes another sip of his tea. It burns in his throat. It’s bitter too– he must have let the leaves seep for too long. But the asperity doesn’t just settle on his tongue. “Are we talking about an ideal world or the one we live in now? Depending on who you ask this question to, you’re guaranteed to get quite…different answers.” A smile, as frigid as the shaved ice the Capitol serves as a delicacy during the games, crosses his lips. “Our great nation was built to provide safety and prosperity for the children. To serve them. Although whether the truth is actually the other way around will again, depend on who you ask. As a mentor to my tributes, I suppose…we can’t deny the reality in front of us, no?”
Sun yawns. He puts his tea down and idly, he scratches the underside of her chin and he feels her purring against his finger. “Are you sure you should be asking me that question? I would think there are more…suitable candidates for this question.” People like Hyuk, he means. People like María– the kinds who would gladly make sacrifices, give pieces of themselves for a cause. “Self-sacrifice won’t get you where you need to be– there’s a reason martyrs are only known after their death– they’re even given a chance to be known. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool. They’re only deluding themselves into believing they can make everything better. A…colleague of mine said it best: ‘a martyr works, a survivor works better’. If you want to truly help the ones around you, self-sacrifice will only get you so far.”
Or so Patrick claims. He can hear it though– the sound of Hyuk shouting at him to stop lying. The truth is, self-sacrifice, if it is for a tangible reason, is…well maybe it is not worthwhile, but it can be certainly respected, especially if this tangible reason is a human life. The Capitol will always wonder what spurred Patrick to hold his district partner’s hand even if it burned a hole through his skin, will always wonder why Taiyang insisted on protecting Link in the arena, will always wonder why, why, why would Devora so willingly serve as President Snow’s puppet even if it further severs her ties to the districts despite everything the games took from her.
They would never understand compassion in a dog-eat-dog world– self sacrifice.
“...However, I suppose, if there was truly a good reason to do so…well, I have yet to see it.”
( Like the promise of a better world. If there is even one that exists. )
His hand stops. Sun turns her head towards him, copper eyes watching him. “When do we not hurt the ones we love?” Perhaps the better question for him is: when is he not hurting the ones he loves? He saw it in her eyes and Hyuk’s too. And yet they forgave him, somehow, every time. If not for that, well…would there even be a reason to keep going? “That’s part of caring for someone, no? You are preparing for them to hurt you without retaliation.” He shakes his head, snorting. “I think the answer should be obvious, if it guarantees their well-being in the long run, I think that is a gamble to be considered. That being said–” 
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Sun jumps off his lap and stretches, paws facing this curious passerby. Patrick crosses his legs, hands resting on his lap. A veneer, similar to the one he dons in the Capitol flashes through, even if he is not currently in his usual suit. “You wouldn’t want to be close with someone like me. I’ve been known to have…a reputation of sorts. One of burning and you could…no, you would most definitely get hurt, one way or another and we wouldn’t want that happening, no? Just a thought for you to consider.”
He watches Sun make her way to the sliding glass door in the shade. Her tails whips side to side as she looks up at the handle. Then she looks at him and meows. 
Patrick glances at his pocket watch. “It’s feeding time for Sun.” Well, sort of– it’s more like it’s half an hour before her feeding time, but he knows gets antsy the closer meal time gets around. But this person doesn’t have to know that. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be taking care of business now. If you need anything more, you know where to find me.”
Or better yet, he’ll know where to find them.
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wyldblunt · 2 years
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i think sylvari having boobs at all is extremely stupid UP UNTIL im drawing my own sylvari's boobs and then suddenly im like it's fine. they do have them actually
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