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frick6101719 · 2 years
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Posted this angsty legal nonsense a little while ago but thought it deserved a more official share.
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Inej realises that she was so eager to leave the Menagerie she neglected to ask a few important questions about just what her duties as a Dreg would be, and what exactly her new boss expects from her.
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There was one phrase she remembered, as clearly as though the paper was right before her again: “Reimbursement will be provided for all services performed within the reasonable scope of the undersigned’s contracted duties.” When she’d asked him what that meant, he’d raised one eyebrow and almost smiled. She thought he might have been laughing at her, at some joke she’d unknowingly walked right into. 
“If I could tell you exactly what’s reasonable in the eyes of the law, I would be a very wealthy man in a very different line of work.”
She hadn’t known what that meant, and she hadn’t inquired further. 
But the word stuck with her. Reasonable. Reasonable according to whom? In the eyes of the law? The law didn’t care about her; if it did, Heleen would never have been able to hold her indenture over her head like she had. At least, that’s what he said; it’s not as though Inej knew enough about Kerch law or anything else to confirm his claim that her indenture contract would be nullified in front of an honest judge. What she did know, what her time at the Menagerie had taught her, was that honest judges were awfully hard to come by in this Saints-forsaken city. The judges she’d met hadn’t found it unreasonable to pay for a fourteen-year-old Suli girl to lay back and open her body to them. They hadn’t found it unreasonable that she couldn’t say no for fear of the beating she would receive from Heleen.
Inej looked up at the boy folded into the plush chair in the corner of the shop, one hand on his cane, the other tucked beneath his jaw as he scrutinised the garment the seamstress held up. It was some kind of vest with many pockets. 
What was reasonable for Kaz Brekker? 
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an idea i invite anyone else to write about / run with lol....
the premise that The Change gets all messed up for alberto, say it's something that can happen from stress, &/or happens rarely and you just have to wait for it to resolve itself....used as some parallel to struggling through some emotional turbulence / upheaval / questioning / Realizing Things, etc etc
#luca 2021#pixar luca#alberto scorfano#another idea i've failed to write for & so invite anyone else to run with: ciao alberto but what if he peaces out by swimming off lol#ends up in a coastal town maybe an hour's swim from genoa. but not Getting In Touch w/anyone for a while b/c plausibly he thinks that#giulia may not be a fan of him now by extension; just being too embarrassed asf to reach out to luca kinda lol....luca off doing his own#thing just fine & alberto not wanting to write him now like b/c i Ruined Everything again ahaha....#and by ''not in touch w/anyone for a while'' who knows. months; a few years even....might stumble across news of him b/c like.#say more sea folk are coming to land / more humans know abt them & not many places are as [harpoon]ly from the start anyways#portorosso exceptional in that way....maybe where alberto settles down they're like legendary but also considered Good Luck anyways lol.#anyways like some people know of him who might; say; swim down to portorosso. have their own teen who knows a teen who mostly lives on land#most convenient re sparking [wow could they mean Our alberto] if he doesn't go so far as to take up an alias lol. but why would he....#that difference in that massimo might figure that however alberto was surviving before; he could continue to do so now; but even though tha#is some comfort it's still Not Actually Enough....feeling way more Parentally towards alberto than his biological dad like that; obv#and anyways re: this [The Change gets messed up] idea it's more of an inconvenience lol but one that could still have some significance#like if he first finds out the issue exists via hopping right into the ocean; failing to change forms; never being human form'd in water b4#thee worst....crash intro course to the experience of drowning. observation of How Humans Swim / being able to grab any part of the boat...#and besides That unpleasantness it's like; hey. where's my nonhuman form at#or; of course; being in sea form even while dry....especially if he's still dealing with Nonsense on land. which is presumed.#&/or if there's an upswing in nonsense b/c of Other ways you're Othered...ofc we can consider like; tfw you're a gay fish & maybe that's no#something that on its own would be like Aah until it's like well a) i kinda wanna do things that would make this Visible and b) i've learne#that humans also Have Issues about this kind of thing....#appropriately my tablet was also all thrown off. no pressure sensitivity; input sensitivity overall was rough#but i would've had to restart my laptop about it lol like eh i'll just work around it
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writeouswriter · 10 months
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I think the best love story is the one that’s not trying to be a love story, it just is
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bumblingest-bee · 3 months
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t-minus two hours until sweeney todd and im absolutely inhumanly thrilled
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altschmerzes · 2 months
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LEARNING THAT THE HOMOPHOBIA ABUSE-FETISHIZATION MISOGYNY TERRIBLE 'SPORTS FICTION' BOOKS ARE STILL BEING WRITTEN/PUT OUT???? PLEASE FREE ME
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raayllum · 1 year
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Rayla is not a damsel just because she Needs to be saved: a thread
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infime · 6 months
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i feel like what rubs me most wrong abt a lot of blanket nd vs nt statements is tht for the love of the creators of the universe neurodivergency has no standard behaviour except tnt it's not 'standard' behaviour. so ur shitting on nt for doing whatever n glorifying and exalting nd bc they are the opposite and better and Superior is most times actually just shitting on a human quality exhibited to some degree by a large number of humans nd n nt alike. n the nd subset reading tht are just gonna wrongly feel bad abt themselves. i wld add tht the nt ppl are also gonna wrongly feel bad abt themselves but tht was your goal all along so you already know tht.
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timeisacephalopod · 1 year
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Why do right wingers go on and ON about "father's in the home" when fathers are basically useless in the home? Like every year I see posts that go around about "dad finding out about what I got for Christmas" and it's like if fathers are so uninvolved they don't even know what Christmas gifts their kids are getting I don't think them being gone does much?? Like of course there's good and bad parents of all genders, but traditional gender roles- which the aforementioned right wingers ascribe to- mean men do jack fucking squat in the house OR anything with their kids so what the hell do right wingers think men are doing that's so important in the home if it's none of the childrearing or house work??
All I've got in this framework is a paycheque and these days women work so men wouldn't even be contributing something women DON'T, so I have no idea what these people think men are doing that it's so irreplaceable that being gone is damaging to children when by all means under their ideas of gender and family men are less than useless to their family. Women do all that work (and barring that, DAUGHTERS do more parental work than fathers so them being gone does what, exactly, except maybe rid the family of an overgrown child? Men who actually contribute are the ones families would be damaged without, not traditional men who probably don't even know how to do their own laundry OR cook or have any life skills because women have done everything for them their whole lives so???)
#winters ramblings#'no fathers in the home is what leads to gangs!' they cry while they do nothing with their kids make their wives do all the housework#and theur DAUGHTERS parent more often than THEY do. TELL ME what use you are in the house Giant Man Baby#tell me what thing you do thats of the Utmost Importance that being done causes irreversible damage to your kids#surely you being THERE isnt causing them damage right? RIGHT???? because this brand of dude being HOME#sounds worse than this brand of dude being GONE because these dudes and the women who marry them are HORRIBLE tyrants#who deserve each other but sure shit DONT deserve the kids they have then force into their lifestyle then abuse all their lives#like serioualy what the FUCK do they think men are doing thats so important in the home when their own beliefs state men do SQUAT#in the home??? do tou seriously think your PRESENCE is what does it?? pretty grandiose sense of self there huh#assuming just EXISTING beside your kids lives means youre literally holding everything together lmao like no#your wife does all that and if she isnt your KIDS do it buddy you dont do fuck all to consider yourself that important i dont get this#like literally men in traditional gender shit dont do ANYTHING outside of a job amd getting waited in hand amd foot#do you think having a personal slave you occasionally fuck is what makes you this important??#i mean the mormins say yes so hard they think a billion wives gives you a better planet in the afterlife but like come on#at least ATTEMPT to have common sense when recruiting to your nonsense beliefs#then turn around and claim GAY PEOPLE are recruiting people to their 'lifestyle' like that isnt LITERALLY THE DESCRIPTION OF MISSIONARY WORK#gays arent CHRISTIANS guys. (some are but they arent recruiting to GAYNESS even if they may try to convert you religious wise-#although i suspect a great many WOULDNT do that on account of the history between the church and gay people#so probably they just are gay and love jesus but still yall get it)
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yoylechess · 5 months
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i love writing unreasonably long posts about music
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trashbinbackyard · 6 months
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2 - The high priestess
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Her knees began to hurt, sitting on the stone floor of the temple. It was dark, the sun had gone out hours ago, yet she could hear the hustle and bustle of the street outside. It was a night of celebration, the anniversary of the coup some twenty years ago, a celebration of returning to normalcy after a tumultuous time in the city’s history.
There was song and dance, the grand bazaar would remain open for the entire night. The docks and river would be filled with little ships, forming a floating market.
She had been sitting here for hours, deep in thought. Trying to make sense of the dreams she’s had recently, a double headed snake. It  slithered beneath her feet, and she didn’t know what to make of it. Snakes meant a lot of things, time, death, healing, deceit. And the branching of its heads… could mean a decision, inner turmoil, double nature, paths ahead. There were too many possibilities for this sign for her to be able to determine what it means.
She took a deep breath, inhaling the incense and smoke filling the chapel of Istus. Smoke surrounded her, smoke surrounded the city. It hid all the other scents of the room, obscuring her vision ever so slightly. The incense was laced with poppy oil, it made her head dizzy, but not unable to think. When she had become a priestess she was told it would open her mind to signs better.
In front of her, a set of divination stones. Five jewels made smooth with the water of the ocean, with celestial runes corvette into them. She picked each of them up slowly while uttering the prayer to Istus under her breath.
As she leaned forwards, the weight of her veil adorned with metal ringlets shifted enough to make a silent jingle in the ever so silent room. Now holding all the jewels, she stroked one of them with the pad of her thumb, paying close attention to how it felt, how the other jewels shifted
She held up all five jewels to the statue of Istus. The goddess’ noble features stared onward, encased in marble. Light from the outside hit the crown of her head and gold embedded in her shined through even in the dark. The light scattered to the nearby pillar and formed a thin multicolored line.
Istus was listening, she knew it. She would need to ask the right question, to see the right answer. She needed rest  from the mind consuming thoughts of the snake. Who is it? What do they want?
She lowered her hand and brought them to her face. She closed her eyes and exhaled on the stones and dropped onto the floor right in front of her. 
Stone against stone, the jewels clattered around, taking their time to settle. She kept her eyes shut until she didn’t hear anything anymore. The noises of the world outside faded out and she was truly in her inner sanctum.
Slowly she opened her eyes. In an inky darkness, a single candle shines a light. A new smell fills the air, not the earthy scent of the temple, but something warm and sweet, a hint floral, mixed with the fresh breeze and saltiness of the sea.
She looks at the floor, a crack in the stone. Wide enough to put her hand in. She goes to reach for the crack when a sound of a hiss reaches her ears. And out of the crack emerges a snake with two heads.
And just as it’s whole length of the body is out, from the nothingness that surrounds her, a sword drops onto the snake, pinning it’s tail to the floor.
She flinches at the sudden sight and is bolted out of her trance. She is back at the temple of Istus, the smell of cedar and poppies fill her nostrils once more, and she can hear the people outside the temple carry on their party.
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datastate · 9 months
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2, 3, 15 and 23 for the yttd ask game! i hope thats not too many :o
no worries!!! thank you very much :D
(3 was answered here!)
2 : who is your least favorite character in the game?
hmmm. in terms of abhorrent actions, gashu's really the easiest choice here huh. he's raised his only child within asunaro as to not be alone, though it means putting kai through. horrific things and constantly pushing kai's physical/mental limits; once kai was no longer of use to asunaro, gashu was unable to accept his (or sei's) death & instead created the ranger project to try to satisfy the idea that there was any way in which he could've had either of them live -- only to shoot said project when it lost its use and, despite being engrained solely with the 'negative' emotions he saw within kai and sei, clung to him in the end despite being outright told he was a failure; he's deliberately gone out of his way to kill an innocent person, even at the cost of his own life, simply to purify the death game (only leaving candidates for floors 4/5, built specifically for them). & also he's rich. awful man.
but! in terms of characters i'd 'get along with', i must admit it's hayasaka. or, at least doll hayasaka. he has no spine and no real cause he's dedicated to, besides the desire of keeping himself alive (until gin managed to get close to him, though even then i much rather prefer q-taro & gin to. this.) and is seemingly polite to the point of no conflict. gashu's also more 'polite' than 'nice', but he doesn't particularly try to hide anything else behind his courtesy, which is something i can respect on a personal level. even megumi falls closer to hayasaka in those terms, but we've seen her take a stand for someone else - being keiji, with the implication it was for his reputation/safety that she signed the asunaro contract to keep the murder from going public (keiji wouldn't have signed it on his own; he wanted punishment). which is also something that is. so corrupt, but indicates more intrigue to what ways she attempts to protect those beneath her from asunaro's hold on higher-ranking officers.
15 : whats a part of canon do you dislike?
head in hands. well, my feelings on sei's last-minute inclusion are. complicated, but i can ultimately rework my previous interpretations (despite my frustration there was little foreshadowing beforehand) & i understand what nankidai was going for, even if i do genuinely think he needs more confidence in his writing (see also: overt emphasis on fake reko)
but in terms of its main story... i do think nankidai has put himself in a very rough patch where he must rush the final chapter. i would've preferred a longer game, maybe six chapters for each floor? with four/five mixed as usual, depending on where hiyori centers the game. it would've given us slightly more time to actually, properly, interact with the dolls and made us care more when they finally had to be written out. i honestly don't have many qualms with the banquet, because i also understand where nankidai was coming from on a narrative-level, & i realize that there would be far too many variables for him to properly deal with. however, i do think he's still put himself under a lot of constraints to not as freely explore the concepts he's already presented because he's trying to rush this project and do it within only three chapters. there is much more that yttd should be given the right to dig into, that he simply. can't do with the pressure he's placed upon himself. i appreciate that he's tried to make up for this via side stories with the entire cast, including the dolls, but as much as i enjoy it, i do think the majority of this extraneous content should've been held off until the end of the main game, so he could see what he was actually omitting in the main kimigashine game to keep the narrative running smoothly, and build upon that wrt miniepisdoes. i do think ytts and how it may eventually tie into yttd is interesting because it gives us other perspectives besides sara's, but it is also a project that i expect to be updating slowly - as much as i enjoy it, getting to see the strengths of the characters, it's not the main thing that drew my interest. he's working on too much at once because he's underestimated the bulk of the main story - & i'd much rather he go back on public statements that it would be 'only 3 chapters' + take his time with the game rather than end up with a sloppy imitation of the actual potential the game holds.
bah! even that is a bit more meta than i meant it to be. as for the actual game: i have many small qualms (both petty (green v (white) internal narration w little differentiating factor) &. genuine (colorism)), but i think. i will settle with the confrontation between shin, kanna, keiji, and sara. it's particularly frustrating because it is a tense moment, immediately broken by the under-handed comment of implied romance between both groups. which is obviously meant to be a deliberate point of 'i don't trust you or your intentions with anyone', but it's still so. needless. which is really what gets to me. you could've had the entire interaction without that. and yet... ahhh. whenever i watch playthroughs/replay myself, i always skip through it as quickly as i can.
23 : were you able to save anzu + hayasaka at their first death chance?
i was!! the minigames were fun to figure out; i'm better w rpg style than i am with the minigames of ch2. i had to go back to see the executions and i didn't realize i was only a couple turns away from dying Badly, so the entire time i felt like this:
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safyresky · 11 months
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Crystal Springs Chapter 12: now on ao3!
Go ahead and give it a read right over HERE!
Chapter 12: Here I Come
Jack reunites with the rest of his family.
I know what you're thinking.
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You'll just have to read the chapter to find out! ;)
Jk jk jk, I'm not THAT awful. Here, have an excerpt:
"Are you coming, or not?" she shouted over her shoulder. Now or never, Jack, he thought to himself. He took yet another deep breath in, exhaled, and followed her up the path. The pair of them hadn't even made it to the base of the veranda when someone rounded the corner of the house, carrying a large pile of firewood and whistling to himself. If a non-magibean were to look at the man, they'd guess him to be somewhere near sixty, perhaps, though it was hard to place. He wore a pale light orange shirt, the sleeves rolled up despite the chilly weather. His skin was somewhere between medium and olive, slight wrinkles on his forehead. His hair was a literal fiery orange, flames shooting straight up, his eyes a warm almost golden orange—not too light and not too bright. "Dad!" Jacqueline yelled, waving. The man looked startled, the flames on his head growing taller for the briefest of seconds before his eyes landed on Jacqueline, widening in recognition. His face broke into a smile, the wrinkles disappearing and every possible smile line you could imagine appearing instead. "Jacqueline! You're home!" he shouted from the base of the porch stairs. Jacqueline bolted, ramming right into him and giving him a hug. The firewood toppled, and Blaise nearly did, too! He must've been used to these kinds of tackle hugs, Jack thought as he neared the stairs, since he steadied himself fairly fast and squeezed back in record time, going so far as to lift Jacqueline with a little half spin. She laughed, face buried in his chest. "We've missed you around here, kiddo," he said, putting her down and squeezing her tightly. "I missed you guys too," she said, quietly. Letting go, she grinned up at her dad. Their dad. "I brought someone with me," she said, pointing over her shoulder. Blaise looked past her, meeting Jack's unsure gaze. His eyes widened, hair going out with a little puff. The two men locked eyes; Jack swallowed, taking off his shades and immediately averting his gaze. Jacqueline glanced between the two of them, choosing her next move carefully. She stepped back, and Jack felt waves of comfort come across their connection. He glanced at her. She smiled, and gave a tiny, tiny nod. It took Jack a moment still to work up the courage, before he finally looked up into Blaise's eyes. "Hi Dad," Jack finally said, a little too quietly for his liking. He cleared his throat. "I'm…back." Blaise was silent, eyes roving over his son fast, face unreadable. Jack braced himself, fearing the worst. Waiting for the angry retort. The proper banishment from the grounds that would surely come his way and—warm. He was warm, suddenly. Very warm. Jack opened his eyes (unsure when he had even closed them) and found himself looking over Blaise's shoulder. He was hugging him. Blaise was hugging him, tightly. Jack stood still, confused. His arms were sticking out, unsure if he should return the hug or not. There was a small fwoosh, a sudden warmth blooming near his head. Blaise let go, his hair reignited and a smile on his face as he gazed at Jack. "Welcome home, son."
That's one of my FAVOURITE scenes. Just as confused as Jack? Guess you'll have to read on to find out what happens next with both Mr. Frosts HERE.
Wanna start Crystal Springs from the top? FRET NOT! You can read it HERE on ao3, and HERE on ff dot net :). Summary below the cut!
It's been almost a year since Jack Frost thawed and things are looking...well, not so great. Jack's powers are seemingly gone. Without them, the Dome that keeps the North Pole safe from the cold and its magic controlled is melting, putting everything and everyone magical at risk. Unable to hide his power shortage any longer, Jack is forced to admit the truth. Thankfully, there is a solution: enacting the Legate Law, bringing Jack and the sister that he hurt so many centuries ago back together again. But when Jacqueline starts experiencing destructive blackouts, the pair are forced to head back home to Crystal Springs, bringing Jack face to face with the rest of the family. Needless to say, between getting his powers back, helping his sister figure out what in the FROST those blackouts even were, reconciling with his parents, meeting the two even younger siblings he didn't even KNOW he had, NOT TO MENTION the ancient threat that's had it out for the ENTIRE Frost family finally making a move? Saving Christmas (regrettably) is looking to be a little bit...complicated.
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the-busy-ghost · 2 years
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No disrespect to the particular English accent that birthed this atrocity, we all have our own sins to atone for, but as a Scot I’m tempted to accuse google of perpetrating a hate crime by describing this monstrous mispronunciation as the correct “British” one
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likeabxrdinflight · 2 years
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you know what I will say tho is that everyone has been very normal so far about my brother's partner being on T, at least the ones they came out to. so far no nonsense there...let's hope that continues
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tobe-sogolden · 2 years
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medicinemane · 2 months
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The problem with people who are "right" because they insist they're right, and the only way to be right is to simply perfectly follow their every dictation on the subject unquestioningly is this...
Ok, let's just take it as a given that you're right... the problem here is that if that's what's right I'm afraid I have to dig my heels into being wrong. If you are as righteous and just as you insist you are then I've got no choice but to be the villain because I can't stand what you're saying I'd have to do to be good
Shockingly I even think it's wrong, which is odd because we've already defined it that you're inherently and unassailably right... yet here we are
Worst part is there's a lot of these things where I'm not even full stop against it, I actually might be on their side if they could stop and address a couple of issues I consider kind of important... but they won't, because they're morally right and don't have time for addressing nonexistent issues I'm clearly just dreaming up
Undoubtedly right they are, the defect must surely be my own... and yet here we are. Vile and wicked as it might make me, I still can't just go along with you
#mm tag so i can find things later#and whatever you think this is about and however you've already decided it agrees with you#I'll say this is about like... minimum 2 topics at very different points in the political spectrum... and probably like 20 easy#so like... it may well be talking about your own behavior on certain subjects#I'm talking about not even being willing to entertain good faith questions#and especially about labeling anyone who doesn't tow your exact party line a horrible person#...the amount of shit where it's like 'you know I actually agree with you... except for this one major sticking point'#'just tell me how we deal with this one pretty big thing and I'm fully on board' and... well actually you're terrible for that#or the amount of places where it's like I agree with your goals; but not your methods but... I don't think arguing would do a damn thing#you've already dug your heels in so deep and maybe you're even right to do it.. but I'll never go along with it no matter what that makes m#and the number of overall good people I know who this post is honestly about#they may well be far better than I am; I've never claimed to be good; quite the opposite#and yet I'm afraid I have to say that... to me you're wrong; wrong in concrete ways#maybe you could even address my concerns and help me see with my stupid brain why these aren't issues... but you won't#because you're right; and you know you're right; and so you'll never be wrong#and this isn't just some idle whataboutism... or maybe it is; I'll never say I'm the moral arbiter; again I could be wickedly wrong#and there's a variety of reasons someone believes what they believe; but... there's often blind dogma at the end#I may be stupid; but I can usually draw a line from my stance to something in the world#maybe it's a stupid nonsense line and I don't see my mental gymnastics... very well could be#but I can draw a line... it's not just circular logic; it's not just bouncing between two points#and I often can actually point to places I'm not happy with how things are or will be... we live in the real world and that sucks#example that... man it's more politically charged than I like getting; but ok#I really want this Ukrainian aid to pass even though I don't like the Israeli aid attached... but I get that's the only way it's passing#I want the Ukraine aid because I see residential houses getting stuck by missiles; but I don't want the Israeli aid for the same reason#and it comes down to that I think that the aid amount is sufficiently higher to Ukraine to make it enough of a net positive#I could be wrong... but you can at least see my work; I'm coming at it from a perspective of bombing civilians is wrong#I could be stupid; I could point to two people I know on here who would tell me I'm stupid for at least one part of this... probably all#yet there it is... and... it'll be hard to convince me otherwise
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