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#why did i only find this out via twitter what have i been doing with my life i could have spent the pandemic going through her letterboxd
buttersteps · 10 months
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ayo edebiri: the movie reviewer we deserve
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codmw2019-2022 · 3 months
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Modern Warfare Character Ages [2019 + 22]
Preface: Just wanted to add before getting into this that this is my interpretation of the character ages based on information from the games, confirmed information, research into the military/CIA and collage/university course information. This is by no means meant to be a definite statement about character ages, I'm happy to discuss or change any of the information here within reason.
I would also like to credit @sleepyconfusedpotato and @oleworldblues posts with their own opinions on the character ages. Which helped base my own thoughts and provided some good information that they had found. You can find Sleepy's post here and Blue's here they are really good posts and they both explain their own reasons for how they perceive the main cast of modern warfare's ages.
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Farah & Hadir Karim : 30 & 32 [2022]
Both Farah and Hadir's ages have been confirmed by Taylor Kurosaki who is one of the writers from Modern Warfare 2019. This was confirmed when a fan ask him via twitter/X about how old Farah was during the Barkov invasion.
This means in 1999 when Barkov invaded Farah was 7 and Hadir was 9. In 2009 when they escaped they are 17 and 19 respectively and in 2019 they are 27 and 29. Hadir dies in December of 2022 as discovered in the Atomgrad raids at the age of 32.
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John Price : 37 [2022]
Using the information provided from his original operator bio we find that "John Price joined the infantry at the age of sixteen and has served the British Army for 18 years." and that "he was ‘Badged’ a member of SAS in 2005, spending the next ten years in the Middle East, the horn of Africa.".
With this Price's age works out to be about 34 years old, but since it only mentions serving the British army. I added 4 years for him to be able to complete basic training which is roughly 18 weeks basic training.* Followed by Special Air Service (SAS) training with is roughly a couple months, but you must serve at least 18 months in the military to be selected**, and finally his training at the Royal Military Academy to become a Lieutenant and then Captain which is 44 weeks with 2-3 weeks of leave.***
So Price would join the British army at 16 in 2001, be badged a member of SAS at 20 in 2005, become Captain at 25 in 2010. In 2019 he would be 34 and finally 37 in 2022, which to me makes the most sense based on other character's ages.
*[army.mod.uk solider training] **[eliteukforces.info SAS] [eliteukforces.info SBS&SAS] ***[army.mod.uk officer training]
Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick : 32 [2022]
We can do the same process as we did with Price for Gaz, his operator bio says "Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick, enlisted in the British Army in 2008. Within four years, he passed selection for Her Majesty’s elite Special Air Service where he is currently rounding out a decade of service."
Since his bio never mentions what age he joins like with Price and Soap I'm going to assume he finished school and joined the military at 18. So Gaz is 18 in 2008, 29 in 2019 when he meets Price for the first time and 32 in 2022. I am not taking into consideration the archived Activision blog posts, which say he joined in 2014 because of them being archived. I do use it for some other characters but for Gaz it changed the date he joined not just giving extra information.
Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish : 26 [2022]
You can blame Activision for why Soap is so young compared to the others. So according to his updated operator bio, "Soap has spent the last seven years carrying out both covert and overt operations around the world." this with the contents of his old operator bio before MW3 "At 16, too young to sign up, but lying about his age, MacTavish enrolled in the Special Air Service…"
Means that Soap would be 23 in 2022, which doesn't make the most sense especially considering he is a Sergeant in 2019 meaning he would be 20 in the MW3 flashback. So I gave him the same treatment as Price and added 3 years, to make up for basic and SAS training. So he would be 16 in 2012 joining the British Army have to wait 18 months to apply for SAS, be roughly 18 when he starts SAS training and finish it at 19 in 2015.*
So making him now 23 in 2019, 26 in 2022 but since he lied about his age TF 141 would think he's 28 during MW2 or 25 during 2019.
*[jobs.army.mod.uk SAS reserve]
Alex Keller : 35 [2022]
Alex is one of the last characters who have dates or years of service in their information. From his Campaign Biography it says he was a part of, "CIA's Special Activities Division," and also has surrendered "his former rank and history of special ops military service with Army Delta, Alex sacrificed traditional contact and association with family to join the SAD. He has spent the last six years living a series of assumed identities to achieve “sensitive” objectives wherever he is needed."
There's also, "Through 2017, Alex’s units played a key role in ensuring definitive victories against emerging terrorist networks." So we know Alex has been working in the military before 2017, now most SAD members are former Delta operators. There's also some reports of SAD members having Master's and law degrees.* So with that we can add roughly 6 years to his age to complete a master's degree in law.**
Now Delta force has some requirements like being over 21 to join and having two and a half years of service remaining, so if Alex joined the US military at 18 after finishing High School and getting his diploma.*** In a couple years he could join Delta Force, so by 26 he would be able to be apart of CIA's SAD. (If studying part time while in Delta Force) Then adding the another six years which is when he is apart of SAD, which is mention in his biography as the last six years. The bio is published late 2019 so Alex would be 32 years old.
So Alex would join the Military at 18 in 2005, would be 32 in 2019 when he loses the lower half of one of his legs and 35 in 2022.
*[CIA SAD] **[coursera.org law school] ***[Delta Force] [US Military Requirements]
Now for the Characters with little infomation
Alejandro & Rodolfo : both 37
We find out they've known each other for 20 years and signed up together. So they are both younger than 38 but older than 30 since Alejandro is a Colonel. Looking at Wikipedia you can/have to join 18 the Mexican military for at least 3 years, this gives them about maybe two years to get to know each other before joining together.
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Ghost : 35 [2022]
Honestly just pick an age between Price and Gaz, I personally like the idea of him being the same age as Alex and having them know each other previously. Maybe even before Ghost starts wearing the skull mask.
Laswell & Nikolai : 52 & 45 [2022]
No older that 52 and 45 if we go based on their actors ages, which personally makes the most sense to me. Laswell's Campaign biography mentions her supervising a SAD program in 2008, and her having studied a Master's degree in strategic intelligence analysis and having a BA in International Affairs. This doesn't help much though with figuring out her age.
AN: Hopefully this very long post is some what helpful or at least has some good resources that people can check out, especially fanfic writers or people making their own OCs.
I'm also going to repeat what I put at the top the end here. But what I've written down is not a definitive answer for their ages (minus Farah & Hadir) it's just what I personally think makes the most sense.
Don't let my own opinions/conclusions about their ages get in the way of you having fun with how you view/interpret these characters.
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Sunny Day Jack - Cat AU
Okay, so, two particular pieces of beautifully drawn fan art have collided together in my head to create a light and fluffy self-indulgent image that I just had to share with you all.
@okamiliqueur's heartbreaking picture of Jack's lonely and forgotten box from the new demo made me think of cats abandoned in boxes, "free to a good home." Only in the case of the game's story, he was left out in the rain to rot, the owner having given up giving him a good home.
@jazzylovetodraw's picture of Jack as a cat has been buzzing in my mind for quite a while. I just love how precious he looks in both forms, and when I was thinking of Jack being like those abandoned kittens in cardboard boxes... well, the combination was obvious.
I know that Jack's fursona is a snake, and I know being a cat is Shaun's thing, but I'm a sucker for kitties. I'm as biased towards cats as I am for dragons, if my avatar and username didn't offer enough of a hint. ;3 I'd love to see all the characters as kitties honestly.
Tempting though it may be to go with Fruits Basket rules for kitty Jack, like I toyed with over on twitter, I think I'm going to play with a different and simpler set of rules. In this universe, Jack is stuck as a cat until his sunshine's love allows him to become human again.
Admittedly, it's kind of hard to imagine Jack being alone for very long when he looks so adorable. Who wouldn't fall in love with that precious kitty face instantly? Most everyone would be putty in his paws.
Content Warning: I wind up touching on a couple explicit headcanon details near the end. I mean, I did say this is a pretty self-indulgent image with my OTP.
Maybe Jack was stuck as a cat via a curse ala Hocus Pocus and is guarding the box/tape/etc. Maybe he was stuck as a cat instead of in the tape and no one could see him until MC came along. Maybe he's got a tragic backstory like the cat from Fruits Basket.
Since this AU is more about the vibes, I'm just going to leave the how and why parts of the lore up in the air. All that matters is that Jack is stuck as a cat and left out in the rain in a cardboard box until MC decides to take him home.
I'm just going to switch over to Alice and what she would do in this scenario. Poor lonely Alice is out on the town, when she comes across the box out in the rain and sees an equally lonely kitten. Poor little thing, all wet and sad... She just has to take him home with her.
Alice cleans Jack up, gets him wrapped up all nice and warm in a blanket, and even gives him some chicken she bought for her own dinner that night. She'll have to get cat food and other things for her new furry companion tomorrow, though she should probably look for his owner and take him to a vet.
At first, Jack isn't sure what to do about the situation, though he is grateful. No one has even acknowledged his existence until Alice came along. She's so soft and warm. He loves it when she holds him. She's so kind too.
Alice does find it surprising Jack doesn't put up a fuss when being given a bath. Jack didn't exactly like the feeling of being all grimy, and don't get him started on fleas and other gross things cats have to deal with on the streets!
The vet isn't as fun, though Jack is well behaved, though very clingy to Alice throughout the appointment. He can't help but fear that she'll abandon him too. He'll keep up the helpless and adorably needy kitty act if it means she'll stay with him.
There's no ID chip, no tag, and no missing notice for any cat that looks like Jack. It's clear that the poor guy is a stray.
Alice is hesitant initially. She's wanted to get a pet cat for a long time now, but she has barely been able to take care of herself. How can she handle taking care of an innocent life that needs her when she's struggling so much with her own life?
That hesitation doesn't last long. Jack loves on Alice so much, constantly purring and snuggling up to her. He curls up with her when she sleeps or relaxes. He was hesitant at first, and she assumed that was because he was wary of her, when in reality, he just didn't want to cross any of her boundaries. He didn't want to do anything that might upset her and make her get rid of him. When she started petting and cuddling him, he wholeheartedly returned the affection, absolutely starved for it.
The first thing Alice thought when she saw Jack was that he was lonely, just like her. He's so sweet and can't stand to be apart from her. How can she just get rid of him when he makes her feel loved and needed?
Of course, a cat's life isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Cat food is a step down from people food, and a litterbox is anything but sanitary. Jack just skips that nonsense and goes straight to using the toilet despite the awkwardness, which shocks the heck out of Alice. He also snubs all cat food in favor of human food.
Yes, I could go with Jack being a ghost(?) cat that doesn't need food or to use the toilet, but then he wouldn't have gone through the indignities of a vet visit.
Then again... it would be funny if Alice brought Jack to the vet, only for them to think she's crazy, since to them all she's carrying is empty air.
Hmm... yeah, I think I'll go that route. As hilarious as vet hijinks and typical cat care with Jack while he possesses a human mind and identity might be, this would be a more interesting and tragic route. No one else can see Jack but Alice. He's lived for who knows how long in a world full of people that don't see him at all, unable to even be human anymore. It'd be a different type of hell than the one in the video tape, similar to what I talked about in my previous ramble.
Imagine if the 1984 incident Jack died and became a ghost(?) cat because he was secretly a cat shape shifter or something. Or maybe something more supernatural happened during the incident. Either way, cat ghost(?) Jack is very, very lonely.
Man, I just realized, it would be even more tragic (and complicated) if I go with the reincarnation route for this AU. Ghost(?) cat Jack probably had to watch Mary die slowly in the hospital after the incident, unable to help her or let her know that it's him. He couldn't even offer her comfort in her final days. It would've been so traumatizing.
For now, let's just play with this AU without the reincarnation angle, since this is supposed to be mostly light and fluffy feline fun with the OTP.
Jack, even as a cat, tries to do his best to help Alice out. If he can make himself useful, make her need him, then he won't ever lose her. He sneaks out when she goes to work to keep her company even though she initially tried to get him to stay home. No one sees him, so it won't matter. Besides, petting an invisible kitty is a good stress relief when dealing with awful customers, and certainly beats regular stimming.
The more Alice cares for Jack, the more powers he gets back, starting with the ability to talk. It's a huge shock for Alice of course, but Jack makes it clear that it's because of her love for him that made her stronger.
Of course, that love is platonic, at least at the start, which Jack knows full well, but he'll work on shifting things to a romantic love... especially after he gets the power to shift back into a form that has hands.
Like in typical canon, Jack answers Alice's questions as best he can. He probably lost his sense of identity like in game canon, so he references CloudyTown and stuff "he" did there, mixing up the show's lore with his own past. It's also intermingled with his many years spent wandering the streets being ignored and going crazy from the loneliness.
Jack does let Alice know that he used to be able to change from a cat to human. He just... can't anymore. He thinks it was because he was forgotten. He doesn't know why no one can see him until Alice came along.
It's so sad and tragic that Alice can't be unmoved by his plight. Sure, it makes things a bit awkward knowing that Jack is sentient and used to have a human form, but she feels for him. It also makes sense now why Jack always turned away whenever she changed.
Yes, Jack could have peeked. He could have even watched Alice while she was bathing, but he didn't. He refuses to do anything she won't allow. Cuddling her and sleeping in her bed is innocent, but the thoughts he'd have about her when she was undressing were anything but. He loves her too much to take advantage of her innocent trust in him. He needs her to want him to see her in that vulnerable state... even if it drives him crazy lusting over her. Poor pitiful kitty can't even have a good wank off session with his paws.
Still, despite knowing that Jack was human and is sentient, it's hard for Alice not to fall for his feline charms and not think too deeply about that fact. She still winds up cuddling him and petting him.
Of course, when it first hits Alice that she's treating a human like a pet, she stops and apologizes, but Jack insists that it's fine. He enjoys their cuddle time. He gives her the big, pleading kitty eyes as he begs her not to stop, and she can't help but give in.
Awkwardness soon fades and settles into a strange new normal. Alice does wonder if Jack really is real or if she was just so lonely she imagined something this crazy... but his presence is comforting. He keeps her company almost all the time. She doesn't feel alone anymore thanks to him.
Also... now that Jack can talk, he says such sweet things. It's weird to have a "pet" take care of her, but he reminds her of when it's time to brush her teeth, wakes her up for work, helps her get chores done despite how awkward it is with his paws and small size... It's so endearing.
The encouragement and assistance Jack gives Alice is wonderful, and his jokes are so fun and silly, but it's the praise that leaves her feeling flustered. If she didn't know any better, she could swear that he's almost flirting with her sometimes. She's in denial that's what it is, but it feels nice to be told that she's cute, and Jack is so sincere about it... and how can she not melt when he says sweet things with such a sweet face?
It's one morning that things change drastically. Alice's bond with Jack strengthened over time to the point that Jack finally can change back into a mostly human form, though he does have cat ears, a fluffy tail, and whisker markings.
It was a big surprise to them both really, as Jack transformed in his sleep. Alice had gotten used to cuddling up to a talking cat during the night, so it was a shock to wake up in a pair of big muscular arms. Jack was so happy when waking her that morning, giddy to show her his (mostly) human side, that it slipped his mind what a shock it would be.
Naturally, Alice bolted back against the wall away from the stranger in her bed. Jack quickly started reassuring her of who he was and that she wasn't in danger. He stooped down to her level, pretty much wilting really, with ears folded back, as he apologized for scaring her. He was just so happy that he wasn't thinking about how it must look from her side...
Seeing Jack so pitiful and sad, Alice feels her heart go out to him. Once things calm down, she can't help but be amazed by how he looks. Unthinkingly, she reaches up to pet his ears and feel how they attach to his skull. She only fully realizes how forward she's being when Jack starts purring.
Flustered, Alice immediately pulls back, only for Jack to whine at the loss of her touch. He didn't mind it at all. He always loves it when she cuddles with him.
It's a complicated feeling for Alice. On the one hand they've been very close for so long. On the other, Jack is definitely a human, so it feels different now.
Yet, Jack is so sweet. He's mindful of her hesitation, even if he's disappointed. It's harder for him to hide his feelings with such expressive ears. Alice can't help but want to reach out to him, especially after they've already spent so much time together, getting to know one another. He's chased away the loneliness that had been haunting her for so, so long.
Of course, now that Jack has a human form, Alice finds her feelings slipping into "dangerous" territory. He makes her feel so good, so loved, and she feels for him too. She doesn't want to dare assume he might feel anything more for her than just a friend, but she can't help but notice the way he looks at her, the way he clearly longs to be near her. He's so tender and gentle... and they've already been so cuddly.
It's easier for Alice to find herself cuddling up to Jack, letting him and taking guilty pleasure from his gentle warmth. He pets her hair too in return, and it feels surprisingly good... a bit too good at times.
The line between friend or something more blurs with all the cuddles and petting. Alice feels guilty about it, but Jack keeps encouraging her until, finally, something has to give and their relationship changes. Both of them feel relieved when it does, as they couldn't help but worry that their feelings might not be reciprocated.
In a lot of ways, it's pretty close to the normal continuity, just with some fuzzy ears on top. Jack can change into a cat at will now. As he gets stronger, people can start to see him, perhaps as a feline silhouette, or maybe with some unsettling shadows not from a cat. He's certainly going to be a bit territorial and not be afraid to hiss and use his claws if absolutely necessary.
Still, this kitty is pretty content thanks to Alice. Jack loves it when Alice carries him around as a teeny kitty, warm and snuggly against her chest, even in the cleavage of her shirt at times. Naturally, he returns the favor, carrying her around the apartment as often as possible. It's only fair after all~!
Naturally, Jack wants to get intimate with Alice as soon as she lets him. He's so pent up. Even with hands to take care of himself, all the cuddling and now kisses just make him ache for her even more. He longs to be inside her, biting her gently and growling in pleasure as he takes her.
A bonus with Jack being part cat is that he gets to have some vibrating action when he purrs. It adds a whole new dimension to their lovemaking, whether he's using his mouth on her sensitive parts, or thrusting himself deep inside.
Oh, I'm reminded of the cat-like features I mentioned in the Omegaverse AU. I guess Jack, having feline features, would have a dick that's ribbed for her pleasure too. Tongue too. Neither would be sharp because rule of sexy, but it would add a very pleasurable texture that a clever man like Jack is going to take full advantage of~
Of course, Alice can take advantage of those feline features too. The base of Jack's tail and ears are quite sensitive, and she quickly learns what spots get his motor running. Of course, getting Jack excited will lead to him pouncing on her and getting rather frisky, but Alice would certainly be expecting that result~
I can imagine Jack could make himself look fully human without any feline features, but he knows Alice finds his cat side to be adorable. She has a hard time resisting petting him when his ears and tail are out, and he certainly wants to encourage her to pet him as much as possible. He also wants to encourage her to let him pet her as much as possible.
Of course, if Jack can become powerful enough that other people can see him, he'll have to stick with only cat or human form when out in public. Still, even when other people can see and hear him, he prefers to be in Alice's company. Cats have their preferred human, and Alice is Jack's.
Naturally, Jack would have to be sneaky about showing Alice love when in public if there's a chance of getting caught. Good thing he has that perfectly innocent little kitty form to hide in. I can imagine it would lead to some interesting interactions where someone shows up only to find Alice incredibly flustered with a slightly disheveled appearance, while her "pet" Jack is just casually looking smug, as all cats do.
Person: Whoa, what happened to you?
Alice, not looking them in the eye: Uh... Jack, m-my cat just... ah, got a bit excited.
Person: Heh. Cats, am I right?
Alice: Haha... right.
Jack: :3c
Hmm... I wonder then if the other love interests should have cat transformations in this AU too. It'd be a crime if Shaun doesn't have that ability but Jack does. Jack already gets together with Alice, so I don't want to be extra cruel to Shaun.
Admittedly, I don't have too many ideas for other characters with cat modes. Well, aside from an image of Shaun taking care of his baby MoonPie by carrying her around by the scruff. This post was mostly just indulging in sweet moments with my OTP with a bit of feline flavor sprinkled on top. Maybe I'll revisit the idea again if I get more ideas than just a bit of fluff.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this silly romp with Alice and Jack having some feline fun times!
@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps
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eiflawriting · 1 year
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(✧) ─ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 quick lovemaking after a long day at work...
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hey y'all. this will be my last fanfic of the year, and of course it's my husband kento. i was inspired by this five second clip. don't even know who that is, but i was like whew. ART CREDIT — ilameys via twitter. be prepared for this to be a husband!wife series. who knows? hehe. don't have much to say, but i hope y'all enjoy. HAPPY NEW YEAR. 🥂 interactions would be greatly appreciated. ♡ eighteen plus only. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. available to read on ao3
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𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑨 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝒀 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑫 𝑵𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑰 𝑻𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬—again. It was probably the fourth time this week doing so. Being a salaryman wasn't easy. Long shifts. Lack of sleep. Barely having the time to tend to his personal life. This was a lifestyle that Nanami was used to and ultimately okay with. However, that all changed when he met his beautiful wife, Y/N. She was his joy. Everything he did was for the sake of their future together, but along the way, he couldn't help but feel as if he was neglecting her. 
Although work can be crazy at times, this week was busier than usual, causing his time with Y/N to be limited. He missed her dearly. The most time he had with her this week was fifteen minutes in the morning while eating breakfast or when she would bring his lunch to him at work. Whatever time spent, he was sure to cherish. But the personal joys they did together, such as reading books, going to museums, or a stroll in the city, is what he really wanted. 
Nanami looked forward to the weekend because he knew he would use off time to make up for lost time with Y/N. 
He returned home, and to his surprise, a plate of food was on the table, wrapped up and awaiting his arrival. He cursed himself for allowing this to happen again. Eating meals were his staple with Y/N, especially dinner since it would just be them talking about how their day went. 
After heating up the food to eat, which tasted just as good as if it was freshly made, he went to shower in the guest bathroom downstairs so he wouldn't wake up Y/N. As he was showering, his thoughts got the best of him. 
What if she leaves me? I wouldn't be surprised if she finds someone else to give her the attention she deserves. 
Why was Nanami thinking this way? He didn't know. But his thoughts soon became lewd. Fuck, he desperately needed Y/N. It's been almost a week since they had sex. Her pussy was his home, and he yearned for her comfort. 
He missed the taste of her arousal lingering on his tongue. How she wrapped around him, moaning his name. He was deprived of Y/N's touch and only wished it was her who was currently stroking his cock for him. She did a much more suitable job. The two-hand twist combo she does—yeah, he needed that. Nanami knew he wouldn't be able to control himself the next time he had an opportunity fucking his wife. 
His strokes increased with the thought of Y/N in mind. Her beautiful full, saggy tits that he enjoyed putting his dick in between. He took his time to cherish her thick body with kisses, outlining every stretch mark with his tongue. Her ass, decorated with cellulite and waves resembling the ocean, would form when she took him from the back. His favorite place to hold was her love handles. She was slightly insecure about them, but Nanami vowed to handle them with extra love. 
She was simply perfect. 
Seeing her kneel before him to suck him off, pretty plush lips parting around his cock. Gosh, why were these thoughts flooding his mind? Maybe that was why he was moaning Y/N's name low enough so only he could hear. He needed to fuck her. His dick was aching for her pussy. It only took Nanami thinking about how ethereal she looked while cumming before a spray of his bitters hit the shower wall. His grunts were low yet harsh, nearly gasping for air. Such a satyromaniac he was. 
Once Nanami was done with his shower and masturbation session, he went upstairs to join Y/N in bed. Before doing so, he stood in the doorframe to watch her peacefully sleep. She was so damn beautiful. Living in a high-rise condo had its perks, and witnessing how the moonlight descended upon her dark brown skin was one of them. Even nature was captivated by Y/N's beauty. Sometimes Nanami even questions how he was so blessed to marry a woman like her? 
He watched Y/N a bit longer before walking to the dresser to grab briefs to wear. Nanami's preparation for bed included moisturizing his skin and spraying Y/N's favorite cologne that she gifted him—Bleu de Chanel. After doing his quick routine, he quietly slipped into bed to give Y/N a kiss on the cheek and have his arms find her waist to take comfort. Spooning her was a feeling Nanami would never grow weary of. 
As he slowly intertwined his fingers with Y/N, he felt her bringing his hands to her lips to place delicate kisses. 
"Hi, Ken. You're home," Y/N said softly in her sleepy voice. Even so, she sounds sweet. 
"Hi, my love. I'm sorry for waking you."
"No, it's okay, baby. I was waiting for you anyways—" She yawns, "but I kind of dozed off."
He sat up a bit to look at her while talking. "It's only my own fault for returning home late. However, I told you not to wait for me, sweetheart. I don't want you to lose sleep because of me."
"It's okay, Kento—I want to." Y/N rested her hand on his cheek to gently brush her thumb on his bottom lip. Even through heavy eyes, she looked at him with such tenderness. Nanami held Y/N's wrist to lean into her touch. This is what he looked forward to when coming home. 
She continued, 
"How was your day?"
"It wasn't too bad. I have no complaints about how I'm ending it," he replied with a small smile. 
"Did you eat the food I left on the table?"
"I did. It was delicious. Thank you, dear."
"Anything for you." While massaging his bottom lip, she puckered her own to ask for a kiss, which Nanami happily gave. 
The first few smooches started innocently, becoming familiar with the sweetness of her raspberry-flavored gloss that she always wore to bed. But Nanami's urges tempted him to do more. He left gentle kisses on Y/N's face before trailing down her neck. The kisses were filled with libido, nipping on her flesh to pull those faint whimpers from her chest. The sound alone had adrenaline rushing to his cock. 
Nanami reached under the covers to ascend his hand up her nightgown to massage the plushness of her ass, slowly creeping his fingers between her folds. She pulled off the covers so he could have better access to feel her pussy, opening her legs up. 
Y/N's wetness caused Nanami to curse against her skin, yet he felt selfish for waking her up for his sexual desires. So he began to pull away. 
"I'm sorry, my love. You're tired. We shouldn't be doing this."
She pulled him back to her lips. "No, Ken, please. I need you, baby. Just a quick one from the side, okay?" 
How could he say no to that? 
He kissed her passionately, immediately forcing his tongue to the back of her throat. In between smooches, Nanami told Y/N how much he loved and missed her, pulling down his briefs to give himself a few strokes. He lifted her leg up to swipe his dick along her heated wetness. She moaned into his mouth, which he devoured while aligning himself with her entrance to push his way through. 
Y/N nipped on his bottom lip to let out a lingering whine upon feeling her pussy split open. A week feels like forever since they were engulfed in each other's warmth. However, for Nanami? He just knew he would bust quickly.
Being inside Y/N felt like sitting on a cloud. No worries. Just peace. Her juices produced heat that could keep his cock warm on a cold day in the city. Nanami continued to slide in her walls until his tip met with that sweet spot that made her a mewling mess. Upon the meeting, he began thrusting. 
He hooked Y/N's leg over his forearm as he pounded her pussy. The tips of his ears burned red due to hearing those soft sounds of pleasure airing past her lips. The gushing of her pussy acted as a harmony that resonated with the moans she was already producing. She croaked, no begged Nanami to fuck her harder because she was just as deprived of him. 
Nanami had no complaints about working his thigh muscles. Hearing Y/N desire him always motivated him to deliver her climax sooner. There was something about fucking her wet fat pussy that made him hornier than usual. Perhaps thrusting past Y/N's puffy folds decorated with strands of hair had something to do with it? He couldn't explain it, but the hair on her pussy added an extra pleasure that he loved. 
He gave her a sensual smooch, then ghosted his lips over hers to watch her eyes light up in great delight. 
"Ken—this feels so good," Y/N purred. 
"No, you feel so good. I miss you so much. You've been such a good girl keeping this pussy nice and warm for me. You're squeezing me perfectly."
"I love you."
His dick twitched. "Fuck, I love you, too, sweetheart. My perfect angel."
His drive now resembled a wild animal. He didn't know where to place his hands. One minute they were rubbing her tits, the next it was toying with her clit. Nanami was fucking Y/N as if there was no tomorrow, balls slapping against her ass. The sounds of her pussy gushing began to heighten in volume. Anyone listening would think it was a steamy porno video, but it was just two lovers making sweet love to each other. 
If Y/N was tired before, she was definitely awake now. Despite that, she knew this quick fuck would put her to sleep. She loved his dick. So long and girthy, every inch filling her insides to feel the veins engrave her walls. Y/N wasn't the one to boost a man's ego by saying her pussy was theirs, but she would scream at the top of her lungs to let the world know it was Nanami's. 
Being a good husband and good dick will definitely have you this way. 
Y/N pulled her tits out of the nightgown she was wearing. Without asking, of course, Nanami swallowed her breast to suck while fucking her. With every thrust he took, her nerves increased. It would only take a few more until she came over his cock. Her moans were breathy yet clear. Lips held agape while droplets of drool coated the side of her mouth. Her pussy clenched and unclenched Nanami, stuck between not wanting to let go and almost ready to let go. 
After sucking on her tits, Nanami detached from them with a pop to look at Y/N. How could someone look this beautiful while being stuffed with cock? He was close to cumming from just watching her, but feeling her? Pussy painting his dick white? The juices leaking between her thighs and remnants on his balls, their sheets? His eyes rolled back at the sensation. If Nanami didn't know any better, his toes were also curling. 
"I'm sorry for being away from this for so long, sweetheart. Fuck, I can't stress enough how amazing you feel. How are you this wet?"
"It's okay, baby," Y/N whimpered. Why does she sound like that? It's like her voice was filled with honey. 
He nodded, giving her soft smooches. "Yeah, it's okay? Hm?"
"Y-Yes, Ken. I-I'm so close. 'M want more."
He slammed into her pussy at full force while rubbing mercilessly at her needy bud. He began moaning her name and calling her a good girl for taking him so well. Their brown irises were blown with pure lust as they held contact with each other. Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer. She stuck out her tongue, and Nanami never expected he had a spitting kink until he met Y/N. He allowed a long string of spit to drip into her mouth before meeting her lips again. 
The kiss was sloppy, loud, and obnoxious. The power in his thrusts was beyond him. Y/N's pussy just felt too good not to fuck like this. Pussy like this was bound to make him a satyromaniac. Pussy like this makes him want to breed her. 
"This pussy is so good, angel. I want to fuck my cum deep inside you and make you a mommy. Would you like that?" Nanami rasped.
"Oh God, yes. Yes, Kento. Please cum in my pussy. Make me a mommy." Y/N's hand trailed down his spine, stopping at his lower back to pat repeatedly. She was there. She was—"Baby, keep fucking me like this. I'm cumming."
"Fuck, Y/N."
He quickly pulled out to turn Y/N on her back to pin both her thighs back as far as they could. Before Nanami slid back in, he slapped his cock on her clit to hear that pretty sure of her pussy gushing. The feeling of returning inside her was even warmer than before. Nanami pounded into her at a steady pace but ensured every thrust was passionate. Hearing Y/N scream out his name only gave him more motivation. 
She gripped the sheets beneath her doing her best to take this deep fucking from Nanami. To have the energy to fuck like this after a long day at work was mind-blowing to Y/N. But not as blown as her pussy. She whimpered through every last thrust until her vision blurred and tears pricked the corner of her eyes. She stared at Nanami. He always fucks her well. However, this? This was more than usual. What's gotten into him? Why was he fucking her like this? 
"Ken…" came out as a faint whisper. 
She orgasmed. 
While looking into his crisp brown eyes, she saw stars. Her walls were contracting uncontrollably around him. Seven minutes of being fucked into oblivion of ecstasy. Words couldn't even come through due to them tangling in her throat. Just breathy moans that were hitched. She repeatedly mouthed, "Thank you, I love you," because that's how she truly felt. Fucked and in love. 
And it didn't take a while for Nanami to follow behind. 
As he continued to fuck Y/N through her orgasm, squirt splashed between them and leaked down their sheets. Heat rushed to the center of his face. An overflow of his cum shot through the tip of his cock to flood her pussy. Harsh curse words sinfully slipped through Nanami's lips as soon as his release came, but his powerful thrusts didn't stop. He wanted to ensure he milked every last bit of his seeds in Y/N as deep as possible. Nanami was very serious about making her a mother.
The coiled moans finally unravel in Y/N's throat upon feeling his heated cum ooze in her pussy. She continued by expressing gratitude for the long-needed orgasm she yearned for. 
Nanami eventually halted his thrusts to allow his cock to get cozy in her pussy. He unpinned her thighs to let them wrap around his waist, and she did the same with her arms to pull him into a passionate kiss. While swirling tongues, Nanami slowly pulled out, to which they shared a final moan. 
Y/N felt complete with the amount of cum marinating in her pussy. And when remnants attempted to leak out, Nanami would swirl his finger inside of her to push them back in. She knew this would definitely be enough to get her pregnant.
After a few more kisses, Nanami rolled on his back to let out a heavy breath. He pulled Y/N onto his chest to kiss her forehead softly.
"Was I too rough with you toward the end?" 
"Hm, kinda. But honestly—I loved it. I wouldn't mind if you fucked me like that from time to time," Y/N answered. 
He chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind."
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rangoatemybabynsfw · 1 year
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Gonna start moving some of my twitter threads over here, starting with some Klance of course! So if they seem familiar, it’s likely because you saw them over there haha.
So, thinking about Keith growing his hair out as a Galra culture thing. He asks Kolivan about his long braid, and Kolivan reveals that one grows their braid when they start falling in love with someone and the length of the braid indicates how long you've loved them.
So because Keith is definitely in love (you know who it is, come on) he starts actively growing his hair. No cuts, only the occasional trim of the split ends to keep it healthy. He likes the idea of taking part in his culture this way, showing that he is in love with someone via the length of his hair.
Then one day, Kolivan's braid is gone. It's been cut. Keith is worries about what it means.
Did Kolivan stop loving someone?
Turns out that when a Galra is ready to profess their love, they cut their hair and present the braid as a gift, evidence of how long they've loved their paramour from afar. If they accept it, they become a couple.
It took Kolivan fifteen years to profess his love.
How long will Keith's hair be when he does the same?
Earthside, Lance starts noticing that Keith is taking much better care of his hair, because of course he notices that sort of thing. He’s got great eyesight. Plus, you don't spend your whole life making sure your own hair is perfect and not notice when someone else is doing the same.
It's a good couple of months before Lance asks Keith about it. What's he doing with his hair? Giving up the mullet look? Trying to be the next Kolivan? All in that joking tone that he has.
Keith just sort of half smiles and says "It’s a Galra thing, I'll tell you about it sometime".
But Keith never really does tell him about it. Lance actually finds out about it from another Blade member. That it's tradition to grow out a long braid when one falls in love. Lance doesn't know how to feel about that.
Keith in love?
He feels strange about it. Keith's in love with someone, but he hasn't told anyone about this mysterious person. Not Pidge. Not Hunk. Not even Lance, his right hand man from the war. He thought they were friends.
Lately, when Lance really thinks about it, he gets mad.
Why wouldn't Keith tell him about them? This person Keith’s in love with? Then Lance realizes he's jealous, and he hates it.
Jealousy is such an ugly emotion and Lance has tried to curb that feeling since his younger days. Jealousy is for insecure people, not him. Not anymore. He’s so above that.
Right??
On one of their weekly hangouts Lance stews in it. He can't have fun with everyone because all he can think about is Keith. He imagines that Keith wishes he was somewhere else with his special someone. That he’s only hanging out with the team to placate them and he’d rather be anywhere else.
Lance can’t stand it, and tries to leave early, but he’s followed.
By Keith.
"Hey, you heading out?" Keith calls out, walking over to Lance under the darkening sky. "Ah, the sunset. You didn't want to miss it right?" he guesses.
 "Yeah," Lance lies. 
"Race you to the hill then, last one pays the tab next week," Keith suggests with a smirk.
Lance can't hold his frustration in anymore.
"Keith, what are you even doing here?" Lance asks and the mood drops. Keith's smirk disappears.
"What do you mean?" Keith quirks a brow with a frown. "Am I supposed to be somewhere else?"
Lance clenches his jaw and his fists at his side, trying to contain himself.
"You clearly have someone you're waiting on, why not just...go spend time with them instead of your old war buddies," Lance says bitterly. "It's gotta be more fun than being with us."
"I don't follow," Keith says.
"Damn it, Keith, your hair!" Lance finally exclaims while pointing at the braid over his shoulder. He used to think it was so beautiful and now he only holds contempt for it. "You've been growing it out for a year! Just...give it to them and go live happily ever after already!"
Keith blinks in shock at him, clearly surprised. His eyes lid and avert as he raises a hand to thumb the end of his braid.
"Someone told you about the hair thing?" Keith asks, and Lance nods. "Oh," he hums in understanding. "So you...think it's long enough to be a good offering?
"Are you kidding?! Keith if it were me I'd have taken just a curl!" Lance exclaims then smacks a palm to his mouth in shock. He hadn't meant to say that. "Just...ignore that. And go give your person your love token already! Tired of seeing you flaunt how in love you are..."
It's not true. He's not tired of seeing that. He's just tired of knowing it isn't for him. And with his unintended confession its super obvious how jealous he is of Keith's mystery lover.
He expects Keith to be annoyed, angry, or put off by this conversation, but Keith snorts. Chuckling, Keith walks over to Lance, pulling a blade from his hip. He twirls the knife once, grasps his braid, puts the sharp edge near his neck and flicks out, severing the braid in one unceremonious cut.
The mullet is back and the braid is now in Keith's hand. Lance just stares.
"I didn't mean like...right now," Lance mumbles. "Now you have to carry around a braid all night until--" 
"No, I don't," Keith shakes his head with a easy smile. He extends the braid. "This is for you."
Lance stares flabbergasted. Lance blushes and stammers in shock as he looks at it.
The braid, it was for him? this whole time?
"B-But I thought...and you...but this..." Lance stutters. "R-Really? For me?" he asks and Keith nods.
Lance takes the silken braid that's a mere six inches long but it might as well be six feet. A year's worth of Keith's love. He can't believe it. Lance looks up and Keith's got his own little blush going on with a fond smile.
"So...still want to watch the sunset?" Keith asks.
Lance finally smiles and nods. "You...ever gonna grow it out again?" he  wonders. 
"Only if you want me too," Keith says and snorts. "Don't want you to get sick of me 'flaunting my love' around," he jokes and Lance grimaces in shame.
“Sorry, that was...it was ugly. I...I was so jealous," Lance admits, still shamefaced. "I...actually think...long hair suits you." 
"Then I'll think about it," Keith smirks. "Come on, sharpshooter. Or we'll miss it," he says and takes Lance's hand.
They run hand in hand together up the hill, excited smiles on their faces as they look forward to their future together.
The End <3
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g0ldgauntlet · 7 months
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I do not feel sympathy for Michaela Laws.
This is sort of a vent post (and likely the only post I'll ever make about Yansim since anything else I could say has probably been said by several other people), so feel free to scroll past this if you're not interested.
If you are, then proceed below. (Tw for grooming)
A few days ago, Michaela Laws resigned from her role as Ayano Aishi from Yandere Simulator after learning that its developer had groomed a minor. I want to first make clear that I am glad that she left, and she did the right thing by leaving. However, all I could keep thinking was one thing: Why did it take her this long?
So many people already knew about how horrible Alex Mahan (aka Yandere Dev) was. Surely someone must have told her-
Oh wait.
I found out that multiple people did, in fact, tell her about his past actions. Her response was to defend him, and then she doubled down on defending him when she was informed of the more current actions that Alex had committed at the time.
If you don't believe that's her, the post is still up on Tumblr via this reblog and here. Michaela knew about all of this as far back as 2017.
I find it most interesting that in these screenshots and posts, she referred to everyone who despised Alex as "anti-dev masses," and she ignored the things he said and did because she is, in her words, "an intellectual who can separate fiction from reality."
She even claimed that the people telling her that he treats women differently (which he does) are "sexist," even when said people told her that he very well could have hurt other people even if he was nice to just her.
The cherry on top of this is her unironic usage of the term "SJW," which tells me everything that I need to know about this. And you know what? Her saying in her resignation tweet that she still hopes that the game gets completed makes perfect sense to me now despite how out of place it feels compared to everything else. If she believes in separating fiction from reality, then she likely believed that she could still separate content from the creator.
In Alex's case, I strongly disagree with that notion, but what feels more contradictory is this other statement in the tweet:
I did not join to be a defender or arbiter of anyone's actions outside of the project.
However...That is literally what Michaela did. As I said, she defended Alex because of the "rumors" being spread about him.
She doesn't get to cry on Twitter about things turning out like this when she willingly claimed that Alex was only getting so much bad attention because "people don't like him."
She was the one who said "don't believe everything you hear." It was her who downplayed Alex's actions as "mistakes" or "accidents," and she claimed that he is "just a guy trying to make a game and be a game developer."
She doesn't get to backtrack now and pretend that she didn't knowingly defend Alex and stick by him for six more years after the making of that Tumblr post.
It took her six years and another minor after sisefs getting hurt for her to acknowledge what most people who knew about Yandere Simulator already knew about this man - That he is a terrible human being.
To be clear, I am not putting any blame on Michaela for what happened to the victims. I do not believe that she could have known about the current victim, or even the past one at the time of when the information came to light. Also, I do appreciate her giving support to all of the victims involved and correcting her previous statement since some (myself included) thought that she was perpetuating victim-blaming. However, that is as much benefit of the doubt that I could possibly give her. As for everything else? I cannot do that, and here's why:
It is my belief that she was well aware of what she was doing, and she either didn't see anything wrong with what Alex did or just didn't care until she finally realized how badly this all reflects on her now that Alex has been shown up-front once again to be an awful person (I also believe that this is connected to the backtracking in her resignation tweet as well).
Basically, my frustration comes from how far things had to get before she finally decided to denounce Alex and his actions.
She made her choice. Given that she previously claimed that she does not care about trying to look better and said that she would delete attempts to "sway" her about Alex, it seems clear that this was also the hill that she was willing to die on. Well, look where that got her. I cannot, for the life of me, understand how she didn't expect that a terrible person with a rightfully terrible reputation would end up doing something even more terrible, and that she was willing to ignore everything up until now. I don't understand how she didn't think that this would also negatively affect the game by association of the developer, but at this point, whatever happens to the game doesn't matter nearly as much as what Alex has done and likely will continue to do since it's been proven time and time again that he will never change as a person.
So no, I don't feel sympathy for Michaela Laws. I don't feel bad about her saying that she stuck with this game for almost ten years despite sticking up for Alex and sticking by him for six of those years. She did this to herself, and Yandere Simulator is probably something that she will be connected to for a long time since she is well-known as the voice of the game's main character. She could have left sooner, but chose not to and made it clear that she didn't want to until the truth had to be shoved right in front of her face.
So for that, Michaela only has herself to blame.
Edit:
I would like to add this Twitter thread that proves the point I was making here.
Michaela, three years after the Tumblr post I linked, straight up admits that she doesn't care about what Alex does, and she accuses a victim of Cryaotic (another groomer) of lying.
Even if Michaela apologized for the latter bit, it just goes to show that she was more than willing to ignore what people told her about Alex and still stand by him and the game.
This whole thing is a recurring trend with her. Had Alex not been exposed again, she probably would still be defending him even now.
She isn't sorry about being a part of the project at all.
And if she isn't sorry, then I don't feel sorry for her either.
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Hi, okay, I have to weigh in on this vote to ban TikTok happening in the U.S., because I’m seeing misinformation on Twitter. Here’s the deal: TikTok is owned by a Chinese company, and TikTok sends your personal data to China. Why is that a problem? Well, private companies in China aren’t exactly “private” in the way Americans think of them. It’s very easy for the Chinese government to influence Chinese companies…including ordering the company to change its algorithms (…and yes, access any personal data). If, say, China wanted to spread misinformation, sow chaos in the U.S., and disrupt the 2024 U.S. presidential election the way Russia did via Facebook in 2016, the Chinese government has the personal data AND control of the platform to do it. The PLATFORM is actually more important than the personal data. China doesn’t need to exploit Facebook when they’ve got TikTok. The only way to reduce the risk to zero is to ban TikTok in the U.S. https://www.wsj.com/tech/tiktok-pledged-to-protect-u-s-data-1-5-billion-later-its-still-struggling-cbccf203 (WSJ has its paywall BS, but the same point is made elsewhere across the internet). This idea has been kicking about in the U.S. for several years, and I can find articles going back to 2021-22 expressing the same concern. But of course, it’s coming to a head now that it’s actually 2024 and we’ve got another fucking election involving Trump.
Do not be deceived: The TikTok ban has little to do with personal data and absolutely NOTHING to do with Palestine. It is NOT a move to “hide the truth” about Palestine from you, as the ban idea predates October 2023. You can still use Twitter, Discord, Instagram, YouTube, BlueSky, etc. (or just look up your preferred news sources online). Also, any law designed for the purpose of stopping information on a particular topic would violate the First Amendment and the law would be overturned by a court.
Is this ban hypocritical of the U.S.? Yes, a bit. This is similar to what the EU says about personal data transfers from the EU to the U.S. To oversimplify, the EU alleges that EU citizen personal data isn’t safe in the U.S. not just because of corporate greed, but also because the U.S. government can subpoena that data under normal U.S. legal processes. It’s fair to criticize the U.S. for this. Then again, I don’t think there have ever been allegations that the U.S. government has tried to disrupt a European government or election the way Russia did in the U.S. in 2016. Also, to be snarky, the governmental bodies in the EU haven’t figured out how to use Microsoft Office without violating their own privacy laws. Like they can’t successfully apply their own laws to themselves. Last week this case was, I think, the third or fourth case the EU has brought against itself for GDPR violations. https://www.edps.europa.eu/system/files/2024-03/EDPS-2024-05-European-Commission_s-use-of-M365-infringes-data-protection-rules-for-EU-institutions-and-bodies_EN.pdf As a result, the EU comparison sounds similar at first, but doesn’t really materialize into a strong parallel to the national security concerns that U.S. legislators have about TikTok.
Look, the ban is clearly a protectionist move, and yeah we can debate it for all kinds of reasons, but don’t fall into the trap of thinking the ban is meant to stop TikTok from having “the truth” that the government or “mainstream media” is “hiding” from you. That’s some paranoid Fox News bullshit logic, and being young and leftist doesn’t make you immune to it. PLEASE read about what happened with Russia and Facebook in 2016 so you’re not repeating the same mistakes.
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The Danny Masterson Trial and That ‘70s Show: An Overview
Below the cut, you’ll find information about Danny Masterson’s recent court case and how it relates to That ‘70s Show. Please be advised that much of the material is sensitive, and involves references to sexual assault.
I have been following a reporter on twitter for the last few months, Tony Ortega (@TonyOrtega94), who is doing a fantastic job of reporting on the Danny Masterson court proceedings. The trial is not public or streamed anywhere because of the sensitive nature of the crime, and to try to protect the victim’s identities. Various news outlets have released the women’s names, but Tony has always referred to them as Jane Doe 1, Jane Doe 2, and Jane Doe 3 and I will as well out of respect for their privacy.
Tony has been in the courtroom every day from the very beginning, and he transcribes everything that goes on each day of the trial. I’ve followed along and read each day of testimony via Tony’s transcription, and there were some details that came up relating to That ‘70s Show. That’s, of course, where my main interest lies. This post attempts to summarize the mentions of That ‘70s Show and/or its cast that came out during testimony, for posterity and others who might be interested in the information.
First, just a smidge of background.
WHAT is he accused of? Danny Masterson is accused of forcibly raping three different women. 
WHEN did the alleged assaults take place? The assaults took place in the early 2000′s. When Danny was working on T70S.
WHY is a 20-year-old SA case only now being brought to trial? Each of the three victims testified that they were members of the Church of Scientology at the time of their assault - Danny was also a member, and still is today. Each of the three victims testified that the Church of Scientology was the main reason they did not report the assault at the time, or why they didn’t process it as assault at the time. They reported the assault to members of the Church, and were dissuaded from going to the authorities because they feared being ex-communicated from their community for reporting a fellow Scientologist of a violent crime. Several of the women also testified to being told that what they experienced wasn’t rape or sexual assault by an authority figure in the Church. Each of the 3 women have left Scientology and no longer consider themselves Scientologists today. There were very strict limits on how much Scientology could be mentioned during the court case.
Onto the That ‘70s Show content from the testimony.
The first relevant tidbit came during Jane Doe 1′s testimony. JD1 states that a few days after her assault, Danny called her. He said he “fell off a raft and hit his butt on a rock on a trip with Ashton Kutcher, and he was sitting on a donut so now he knew what it felt like so we’re good now, right?”
The next incident is from Jane Doe 3′s testimony. She’s explaining that their relationship ended after she processed his assaults and some other concerning/abusive behavior in their relationship, but that she did have some contact with him after their break-up. One example was when, in the winter of 2002, she heard about a plane incident involving Masterson and other people on his show. She says she was concerned about him. DM said he wanted to see her, so JD3 says she went over to his house of her own accord.
Here is the word-for-word transcription from Tony: “He had called me and said he had almost died in a plane crash. They were with Ashton Kutcher and Wilmer Valderrama filming some Girls Gone Wild thing and something went wrong and there was no oxygen in the cabin. I was very upset and I went over to see him and I noticed he had gotten a jacuzzi.”
Next. During Jane Doe 3′s cross-examination, she was asked if in 2001 she appeared in the show DM was on, and she says yes. [Now, like I said, the identity of these women has been made public by some publications and so I was able to find the episode she appeared in. It is S4xE4 “Hyde Gets The Girl.” Jane Doe 3 plays one of the women who is invited to the party by Hyde’s friends, as a potential girlfriend for Hyde.]
The final mention of That ‘70s Show and/or its cast that I remember from testimony is from Jane Doe 2. She describes her assault, and then says that afterwards she and Danny had some conversation. Here’s the relevant bit, from the transcription: “He just said, you're a very passionate person. And I was like, he also said I was neurotic. And both of those things are true. He said you're very passionate, and I said, so are you, look you work so hard and look at this beautiful home and these things. No, not like you, he said, you're a very passionate person I'm not like that. On the bed he also mentioned Mila Kunis.”
She was asked a follow-up question about that, but the defense raised an objection that the information was irrelevant and the judge agreed, so the objection was sustained.
How did the trial end?
Danny Masterson’s trial ended in a mistrial, declared by Judge Olmedo on November 30, 2022. The jury informed her that after deliberating for days, they were deadlocked on all three counts and did not think that more time or more information could help them reach a verdict. The splits were as follows:
Count 1 (Jane Doe 1): 2 for guilty, 10 for not guilty
Count 2 (Jane Doe 2): 4 for guilty, 8 for not guilty
Count 3 (Jane Doe 3): 5 for guilty, 7 for not guilty
A mistrial in this instance means that Danny is considered neither innocent, nor guilty. The jury could not decide.
A mistrial in this instance also means Danny can be tried again for the same crimes if the judge and the prosecutor think a different jury could reach a verdict - double jeopardy does not apply. Judge Olmedo has already set a tentative date for the retrial, which is March 27.
My commentary
First and foremost, sexual assault cases are very triggering for many people for many different reasons, and my heart goes out to anyone who feels that way. My heart goes out to anyone who wasn’t believed. My heart also goes out to the 4 Jane Does (an additional woman testified to being raped by Danny, but was not named as a plaintiff on the case) who bravely shared their stories with the court and the world, and are grappling with this non-verdict. If the case is brought again in March I will follow along once again, hoping for justice for these brave women.
Learning that one of the Jane Does was actually on
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is... I don’t know if I’ve fully processed how I feel about that yet, but it’s not good.
I think the mentions of the That ‘70s Show cast just confirm how close of friends they were with Danny - specifically Ashton and Wilmer. How close of friends they remain today is anyone’s guess. For what it’s worth, Ashton (and Debra Jo, Kurtwood, and Laura) currently follows Danny on twitter but Wilmer does not and neither does Mila (although she does not have twitter) or Topher. Mila and Ashton were still spending time with Danny in 2019, when photos of them together at a friend’s wedding were leaked (the allegations around this case became public in 2017). Who knows what any of that necessarily means today.
I have heard about the plane incident with Ashton, Wilmer, and Danny before. Something about, their cabin lost cabin pressure and Ashton actually performed CPR on Danny because he passed out and his oxygen mask was on wrong. Here’s a blurb about it from IMDb.
In terms of the outcome of the trial itself, I feel frustrated. I understand that real life is not like a TV show, and that real law is often confusing and sometimes kind of nuts. The jurors had to follow their jury instructions. They did the best they could. It’s still very frustrating.
Tony Ortega (@TonyOrtega94) did a wonderful job covering the trial every step of the way, and literally transcribing every word along the way. If the state decides to bring the case again in March, I know Tony will be covering it again just as thoroughly, and I will be following along too.
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psychic-refugee · 1 year
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I’ve talked about keeping silent as a legal strategy before, but one aspect I don’t think I’ve covered is that JUDGES HATE SOCIAL MEDIA/ OTHER MEDIA BULLSHIT AND SHENANIGANS.
Judges HATE media circuses. They are interested in the law, they do not care what a bunch of idiots on Twitter think. They only care if they or those involved in the trial start to get harassed or if the circus starts to taint the jury. They do not want to waste their time or public funds for a mistrial.
There is a reason why the jury is sequestered during trial and deliberations, which include being forbidden reading newspapers, doing outside research, and social media. The jury should only pay attention to the facts brought before them during trial, not what idiots on Twitter are taking out of context and consider evidence because of “vibes.” If one side is spouting their mouth and riling the public up, it’s going to piss off the judge and that’s the last person you want to piss off. Look at Trump, he had to be specifically told to shut the fuck up on social media by the judge. ALSO be aware that Trump got dinged for things he posted on social media. His own posts were used against him.
Silence is your friend, social media is the enemy. I’ve been on trials where the judge told opposing counsel that they were made aware they were speaking to the press and saw that some things were being taken out of context. Opposing counsel was told to shut the fuck up. Some judges don’t even give one warning, but let me tell you opposing counsel did as they were told.
Social media has only harmed any hope the accusers might have had for a case, if they were ever actually serious. PHW as of now has a much stronger stance, and that’s because he shut the fuck up from the get go.
Another reason why judges hate social media is that it makes it harder to find unbiased and appropriate jurors.
The jury goes through a filtering process to kick out anyone who may have biases, this includes people who already have an opinion due to social media.
The States call this Voir Dire, in Canada it’s called “challenge for cause.”
They will specifically ask if prospective jurors can be unbiased etc…if your social media is public they can review it for potential bias. They cannot friend request you or do any ex parte communication, but they can at least do their due diligence to make sure you don’t have a vendetta against either side. e.g. The antis and anyone from PercyNation, including myself, would be dismissed if we were called for jury duty for any case involving PHW or the accusers. We’ve clearly taken a stand already and would not be good jurors. If you lie and cause a mistrial, you’re looking at fines. Like $11,000 USD fines. https://www.justice.gov/usao-nj/pr/juror-fined-11000-conducting-outside-research-during-criminal-trial-and-causing-mistrial (Last visited 11 May 2023) If the accusers keep posting even after court proceedings start, they would be dinged and threatened with contempt. The fact they did all those posts before even speaking with an attorney, is not going to do them any favors. All the accusers have done is give opposing counsel ammo.
So, I must stress again that going to Twitter to air grievances and accuse someone of criminal conduct is a mistake. Go to an attorney, file a lawsuit/ask for criminal charges, let Twitter and the world find out in due course via litigation.
I promise you, your story can be told after the fact. Trials and their results are generally a matter of public record.
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i'm putting this post under a read more because it's long & i'm sorry it's related to the drama but, i really need to clear up the situation on my end:
to start with, i've never sent anyone anon hate. i don't support that at all because i know how shitty it is to get it. my post today was absolutely a vague, but not about anyone in the rpc and i specifically stated it was related to twitter lesbophobes that spread into the tumblr community (NOT THE RPC COMMUNITY, i never specified rpc & my wife clarified in their post as well it was not the rpc) and specifically mentioned seeing topics of conversion. this post i made didn't even specify if it was about bronseele. i never mentioned their names. but because i posted it on seele, my current main blog, it's tied to that. accusations of anon hate and biphobia. it was absolutely horrible timing, absolutely looks suspicious, but: i had no way of seeing this because i don't follow. i do not keep tabs on the people i block and avoid them from my radar entirely. i never talked nor judged anyone's portrayal or interpretation. people are making accusations STILL because of a matter of shit timing and coincidence related to someone ive had blocked. i want to say clearly, i did not send the anon that was received. i did not even know of it, nor the post that prompted the anon. i have not ever sent anon hate, and have not vagued about anyone in the fandom's portrayal.
again, my original post was kept vague in wording because i woke up (around 3pmest, i have bad insomnia so my schedule is weird) starting my day seeing people on twitter erasing the canon rep of my favorite characters (i'm not talking just up for interpretation characters, i mean seeing people straight up talking about leona/diana in league - excuse vulgarity - "taking dick to cure their mind.") & then while looking at fanart on tumblr shortly after, saw more of the same with other ships i like art of. of course, as a lesbian, i am very passionate about these cases of rep, and of course very triggered by seeing the lesbophobia i was seeing on twitter (the conversion i mentioned in my post, which i followed up with by saying i was seeing more of it on tumblr) not the best wording & def should have clarified but, i just woke up for the day, i was tired, and my brain hadn't fully kicked into gear so i opened my tumblr app to check my notifications and make a quick vent post. it had nothing to do with bisexuality, nothing to do with a bi interpretation, nothing: it was about the disgusting and harmful conversion posts and discussions i was seeing. i had no idea about what was going on hours before because i was asleep. i was logged in on seele, so i just made the venty post (again specifically about conversion therapy comments) and didnt think anything of it because i didn't know what was going on, basically until i started finding out about the accusations.
i do want to note again, i did try to unblock to send an IM clarifying before everything really blew up, but IMs were off & i was already being told of more being said by others so i did make a heated post. it isn't deleted, though i did make it private because i don't like leaving drama up. as with rule updates, they're tagged as "tbd //" and later removed.
on a related, but separate note:
people who talk to me and know me, know the kind of person i am. i have been in way more fandoms than hi3, hsr, or even genshin. i've been on this site a long time and multiple people have known me for years. they know that i keep to myself a lot of the time & only seem to get dragged into drama when it relates to setting boundaries. as stated in my rules, i am exclusive and not dupe friendly. this often leads to me blocking simply for comfort. otherwise, i have only ever blocked people for breaching my rules. breaching my triggers. have i always handled my blocking in ways people prefer it to be handled (via a DM beforehand, knowledge of why first, etc?) absolutely not. especially not when it's related to my triggers, as i state in my rules, seeing those untagged/unfiltered sends me into a trauma response. i have, in the past, contacted people prior to softblocking or hardblocking to let them know why - and these instances have ended in things varying from my mental health being invalidated, being called names (bitch, most often) & often, honestly, end up escalating to something worse.
aside from trying to defend myself, i have only ever, ever said anything about drama in relation to someone harassing me, making violent threats, calling names, etc. i've kept to myself, blocked these people to keep my distance, and it's still somehow a problem. they are still coming to my accounts to keep tabs or, if they deem fit, find ways to stir the pot again. i know people were keeping tabs on my posts, because these people who i've had blocked for years now were making posts about mine. not even knowing what it was about. honestly, after being told of some of the people who have been known to stalk and harass the blogs of myself and other mutual friends, i got paranoid. because it was not only just straight up block evading me, but these people i've been avoiding have harassed, have made violent threats, have called names and been disrespectful when i tried to end on peaceful terms. i won't say names because it doesn't matter. i'm not here to start a witch hunt, and on the same note, i'm not wanting a target on my back when i've already had problems of varying degrees with these people.
that brings me to my dni. in regards to my dni additions, i did add a new group on there due to a prior callout, and this situation: namely, because i felt this was on a level of baseless accusations as a previous callout mention and it did heavily upset me after seeing what i was accused of because of this. my dni does not change according to fandom, and has remained the same (with minor updates) since my time in the league fandom. the recent update including the lesbian erasure dni rule was added as it was in my original rules on my caitlyn blog (my caitlyn carrd can be found here, the last rule being established as i also have a diana, and planned to write neeko - canon lesbians to the league universe. it's something i've been vocal about there as well.)
i am a very firm believer in curating your own space of comfort. write what you want with who you want, but my rules and dni are for my space. to explain why i do not want to engage with certain topics or people who have made me uncomfortable, often due to situations that are related to my triggers and ocd. regardless of this, i do not condemn anyone for who they decide to write with, because at the end of the day this is just writing. i wouldn't accuse or try to instigate drama between two people without first talking. just wish i had been extended the same courtesy.
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winteringdream · 2 years
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staying longer at school with your science club didn't cause any problems; until you find yourself stuck in your high school after your city has become ground zero for a deadly virus
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"i had an idea, what if when we manage to get out we go to ___ it's the city that is closest to here," nicholas tells the group.
"but isn't ___ like a 20 minute drive away? how are we going to get there without getting attacked?" jay asks as he puts a piece of bread in his mouth.
"we hotwire cars," niki starts laughing, and bangs his fist on the table.
"you've been watching too many action movies, we're teens, not some protagonist in a zombie apocalypse," sunghoon cuts in. he pushes niki to make him stop laughing.
"we have the internet though," jungwon says after thinking, "aren't there tutorials on how to hotwire a car?"
"yeah, maybe on the dark web," heeseung sighs. "why cant we call anyone outside the building but we can watch netflix movies and all that?"
"maybe they had to leave their phones? maybe the phones had something to do with the virus?" you question. none of you knew anything, everything could be possible.
the clattering and clinking of forks and knives stops.
"the virus on the phone? how would that spread?" kazuha questions.
"they prankcall you and the zombie says, "what's up, you've been infected lol" and then you get infected," beomgyu jokes.
bahiyyih starts laughing, and so does niki. you can't help but smile too, it felt like you were just back at school eating lunch with your friends.
"we could divide into smaller groups and find out how we should escape," jungwon proposes. "this way everything will go faster and we'll get to escape faster."
after cleaning up the plates the group and you head back to K017, which had become some sort of a headquarter for this operation.
"let's move to the teacher's lounge," kazuha suggests, maybe it was because the classroom reminded her too much of how it was before.
or maybe it was yeseo's handwriting that no one dared to erase, it served as a kind of reminder of yeseo.
"i think it's best if we make up 2 groups of 5 and 1 group of 4." nicholas draws up the plan on a google document.
"one does equipment, one makes the plan, and one does the research on the outside." jungwon follows up. he had unknowingly taken the role of leader.
"i vote niki, sunoo, wonyoung, kazuha and heeseung do the research, they know their way around the internet, anyone disagree?"
"i disagree, i know my way around the internet too!" beomgyu protested.
"you only know tiktok and twitter, we need people reading articles," gaeul tells him.
"oh, nevermind i can't read long texts."
"jay, jake, beomgyu, bahiyyih and i in equipment,"
"and gaeul, sunghoon, jungwon and y/n in plan making,"
nicholas had made up a reasonable division of tasks, and it seemed like no one had any problems with it.
"we take teacher's lounge, this place has the most computers," niki claims, as if the study rooms didn't have the most computers.
"sure, sure," jungwon says absent-mindedly.
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"the fastest way to get to the other city is via the highway," gaeul tells the small group. "too hard?"
"depends on the situation of the highway," jungwon states.
"okay, highway check, sent to kazuha," sunghoon types on his phone. "they'll start searching."
you tried to look outside to see if you could see any zombies outside the school. the fourth floor was the only floor high enough to see over the trees surrounding the school.
there was nothing except for an abandoned street, not even the zombies you and bahiyyih saw on the first day. had they left knowing they couldnt get in? or did they all manage to get inside the school property?
"what do you think, y/n?" jungwon suddenly calls out.
"what?"
"we could bike to ___ if the highways are okay, do you think we'll be okay?"
you seriously doubted the possibility of the highways being untouched, you shrug.
"how long does it take to bike all the way to ___?" gaeul asks.
"at least an hour," you reply. "that is if we bike without stopping."
"that's not going to be the case," jungwon sighed. none of you had biked a whole hour without stopping before.
jake could only replay the scene of him trying to protect you this morning. what was he thinking, acting all protective?
"jake? earth to jake~" beomgyu calls out.
"what?"
"you're so out of it today," jay notices, "didn't sleep well?"
if kazuha was in the equipment team she would've definitely said something that would ruin jake's whole "secretly in love with y/n" status. little did he know almost everyone outside of beomgyu, bahiyyih and ni-ki knew.
no one dared to tell any secrets to the three unless they wanted the whole world to know about it.
"it's nothing, let's just go to the janitor's closet." he shrugs off. bahiyyih, jay and beomgyu look at eachother with a confused look.
all the groups had only one motive; to get out. they needed to leave, and quickly, before everyone and everything around them vanishes with only fourteen of you left.
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thebiscuiteternal · 2 years
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(IDK if you're looking for writing prompts or just questions, so I'm including both. Feel free to ignore any of them!) For the writing prompt, I love how your Nie Huaisang is often dealing with a chronic illness. It heals my spoonie heart. I'd love to see anything related to that. I adore your horror writing, but I'd be so happy with something lighter if you'd prefer. For the question: Could you share a character headcanon you love but haven't had a chance to talk about? Any character is great!
I've talked about a few of these on twitter, but I don't think I've posted any of them here. And some of them are part of the Big Overall Headcanon that Huaisang has chronic illness, so two birds with one stone?
Be it virus, injury, tragedy, what-have-you, Nie Huaisang actually gets quieter the more serious it is. If he's being a big dramatic bitch about something? He's most likely fine. If he's in tears or curled up in a ball or whatever and not complaining about the problem? Time to call the healers and/or bust some heads.
He absolutely has the ADHD habit of once he actually manages to get himself in a groove, he forgets about everything else until he finishes what he's doing, because the literal second he stops, his mind's already moved on. This is why he keeps snacks at hand at all times; if he gets up to go get something to eat, there goes all his drive.
As much as he wanted to go visit Yunmeng for a summer, it would have sucked for him because of a previously posted headcanon that his body has almost no body heat regulation, even with a core. While the baseline temperatures wouldn't have been too awful by themselves, the sheer level of humidity probably would have melted him into a puddle by the end of the first day unless he decided to go around barely decent (and he would if it wouldn't get him in trouble with da-ge).
Despite all of his health problems, all his practice catching birds mean he is an excellent climber. His hands hurt all the time but he has incredible grip strength. This little weasel could probably scale a cliff no problem, unless someone tried to make him do it as regular exercise, and then he'd never so much as touch a tree branch again out of spite.
Roughly a year after his da-ge's death, he suffered a public qi deviation of his own. No one saw it coming because he was just sitting in a meeting like normal and then all of a sudden he's got blood trickling from his nose and eyes. The reason is because I headcanon that a qi deviation causes the person to lash out at any target of resentment... and this happened while he was still under the belief that Nie Mingjue's death was his fault for being a terrible brother.
I think it would be both incredibly funny and incredibly tragic if he, of his entire generation, was the only one to attain some form of immortality. And he did it by accident, solely because he refused to die before he could purify his brother's soul. He had full intention to die after that, only to find out that... uh... oops. He can't. Now what?
Okay so going back to that one idea I love using where he and Meng Yao are actually cousins via their mothers... think about how fucking lucky it is that the one other living person besides Meng Yao who could have identified them as such because he'd known both their mothers to some degree -Jin Guangshan- didn't care enough about either woman to pay that much attention.
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foxydivaxx · 10 months
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Dio Brando: Kamen Rider Anax
This was inspired by a RP thread I did on Twitter with one Homelander account.
10 Years Ago:
He coughs up blood as he lies on the ground helpless. Why did he let his guard down? Why was he so trustful of all these people?! He should have seen the warning signs that they would all betray him at some point. Especially that filthy snake Homelander. Hanging around with that bastard and watching him do the shit that he does should have been a warning sign to him. After all, this was why the many Gods of the Universe punished him in the first place.
Shit...shit....shit!!
Tears well up in his eyes as he reminisces about his life. All this lust for power and attention goes back to the one fundamental thing that he truly lacked, something he truly desired but never got. Love. He just wanted love and wanted to be desired by everyone because the people around him then made him feel otherwise.
His Stand, The World was no longer with him because the Gods decided to deny him of it. The last parting blow to the man once known as DIO. 
"Everything will b alright."
He looks up to see a tall raven haired woman with porcelain skin dressed in a black Lolita dress staring down at him in pity with those innocent blue eyes of hers. "What do you want?!" He manages to spit out in anger.
The woman does not flinch at his reaction. "I desire to help. I have seen what those deceitful souls have done to you. I have also seen what has transpired in your life, both past and present. A new lease of life is necessary." Bending down, she places a hand on his forehead and before he realized it, he finds himself in a room in a place he does not recognize. He also notices that the woman was nowhere to be seen.
"Huh?" 
He gets up and stares at himself in the mirror and gasps. His appearance had changed completely. Gone was the crazy vampire look and instead, he looked more human. His hair was a lot shorter, albeit slightly mousy and messy. His skin looked tan and he wore plain clothes as well. He also had his natural green eyes back. Was that woman a Goddess?  
He notices an ID card nearby and reads the name on it: Dimitri Diamandis. "Why does that name sound familiar?" Still, he has no time to ponder about this new development. He just grabs whatever he needs and head out of the door.
10 Years Later
Dio sighs to himself as he heads back home. He was tired after a long day at the office. He was a lawyer, just as he was meant to be. Strange indeed but perhaps this is what his life was meant to be if he did not get so greedy and ambitious. Power corrupts absolutely. Those were the words of his own mother prior to her death. If only he had heeded her warnings. Maybe the Brando genes were tainted. At least he thought that way until he met his kids, Giorno in particular. 
Sadness overwhelms him. He lost a lot of great things all because he got greedy and lazy. And also because he allowed that parasite Homelander into his life. "That bastard." he mutters to himself.
"This just in. Vought International is announcing the Desire Grand Prix which is a special Grand Prix which is holding next month. More details shall be revealed shortly." Upon hearing this announcement via the big screen in the town square in Istanbul, Dio clenches his fist. This is it. I shall enter this tournament with one mission and one mission only: to get vengeance on every single last bitch that betrayed me, especially Homelander and Joseph. Revenge was best served cold.
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Away by Yusuf Alioğlu Via Flickr: Away My Interplanetary Memories Interplanetary Travel I realized that I hadn't eaten in a while. My complicated mood has reached such a level that I forget what I have to do. I realized that I hadn't eaten for a while, as soon as I got up from where I was sitting, as a result of my dizziness and falling to the ground. When I measured my blood pressure and blood values as soon as I came to myself, I realized that I had not eaten anything for a long time. My psychological state had almost destroyed my sense of hunger. While I should have measured my biological values twice a day, I realized that I had not done these for a while. Since there is no one inside my spaceship to warn me but myself, the probability of this situation happening again is quite high. There is nothing here to remind me of me, except the computer that gives a warning when I forget to measure my biological values. Just because I turned off the computer's warning system a while ago doesn't mean I don't care about myself. Rather, it was something I did to get away from living like a robot. It was just one of my attempts to feel human again. Turning off the computer's warning system also helped. I took myself out of the routine and let myself go with the flow of life. This made me a little bit happy. I guess the routines I had to follow on this space journey made me live like a robot. But I was not a robot. I was a human. And I had feelings. These were the emotions I had to experience. I think it's been quite a long journey for a human, this space travel. It was a journey long enough to make a person get lost in his mind. This is a more complex disappearance than being lost in the depths of space. I still have not deviated from my course in this space journey that causes journeys to the past in the depths of the mind. I don't want to go back to planet earth before I find the Plutonians. Maybe I'll never find the plutonians. Maybe I'm looking for a civilization that has disappeared. In this case, this search could take forever. I think it has turned into a commitment for me. I consider myself part of the plutonian civilization. But on the other hand, my belonging to planet Earth, that is to my home, forces me to return home. I am going through a very difficult time. There are dozens of questions running through my mind. All I do is sleep and daydream when I have to find answers to each question. It's the only way for me to escape reality. Because, as soon as I answer the questions in my mind, I know that I will change the course of my spacecraft to planet earth and put an end to this space travel. That's why I need to avoid the questions that occupy my mind. This situation adversely affects my biological health. I don't forget to eat is only one of them. I still don't know what to do. I think it would be best if I put a stop to this post here for something to eat. See you in the next post. Take care of your soul... Camera: Canon EOS Kiss X7i Photograph by Yusuf Alioglu Location: Outer space (space) Facebook Become a Patron! Instagram (Yusuf Alioglu Photography) Instagram (UnbornArt) Twitter Youtube iStock Blogger Vimeo UnbornArt deviantART Tumblr Check out this portfolio on Shutterstock!
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nancylou444 · 2 years
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I apologize ahead of time for the following rant - it's been a very looooong 2 years...
I appreciate the fact that you have been firm in your stance against all the Jensen hate that's been going around since the show ended. I get that people were upset with him but to me it seems like some are taking it a bit too far, like he somehow wronged them personally. The truth is, we don't know everything that happened nor do we know what was said between Jared and Jensen, only what they released publicly - which I have no doubt is just part of the story. I know Jensen's a grown-ass man but I can't help but feel like most, if not all, of this mess was D's doing. She probably came up with this stupid idea for the prequel and Jensen gave in, hoping to give her something to do and keep her quiet, much like he did with the brewery. Then he got roped into having to be a part of it either by her or the network or both and now he's stuck, which would explain why he's been doing such a bad job promoting it (hard to talk nice about something you know sucks.) And I'm sorry but I don't believe for a second that it wasn't her idea to send that tweet out before Jensen could talk to Jared first because she's just that much of a bitch (I also wouldn't put it past her to be jealous of Jared and how close he and Jensen are.)
The last thing I'll say is... We can all agree the prequel is a steaming pile of shit but I feel like Jensen is stuck in a really shitty situation and is doing the best he can with what he has.
This of course is all just my feelings and opinions and maybe I'm completely wrong. And I'm pretty sure not many will really care (if any at all.)
I'm sorry again for hijacking your inbox for this long rant but I've been holding this in for awhile and just kinda needed to get it out.
Yes, it has been a long two years, my darling.
Oh I absolutely agree with you and there is nothing to apologize for.
Yes, Jensen has made a few bad decisions, but haven't we all? And who is to say that this 'bad' decision wasn't at the same level (if not worse) then Jared finding out about the prequel from social media?
We don't know what text messages or phone calls happened afterwards. Most people don't communicate with their friends/family, via twitter.
D is totally jealous of Jensen's relationship with Jared and SPN and she wanted to somehow shoehorn herself into both 'relationships'.
Just like she got a part in SPN that was not needed. Anybody could have played that part, and we would have been better off without the retcon of Ruby2 being buddies with an angel.
Nobody will ever be able to convince me THAT wasn't a stunt move.
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You're still active! I was worried because you hadn't posted in a while. Anyways, I was wondering if you did character asks? I first discovered farm!sans through one of your stories back in 2019 and have loved him ever since! I was wondering how he'd react to a partner coming out as trans?
Yeah I mostly interact on Twitter or keep to a small circle on Discord nowadays, but I'm still around. I'm happy I could introduce him to you ^^ Saejun is a bean who doesn't get enough love. I don't mind doing a character ask.
Now depending on if you discovered him via my fic SIH...I'm afraid I won't be able to answer using that version of him (or any of the skeles really). I started that story with way less knowledge than I have now and I have headcannons that have changed since then. So I'll answer using a current generalization of how I picture our beloved farmer.
Saejun sat across from you silently, his phalanges interlaced and propping up his chin as he swirled a bit of wheat between his teeth.
You had been anxious when you'd come over that morning. Never had you thought you'd make such a revelation about yourself, Trans! So many struggles and confusing moments of your life had suddenly made sence; how odd you felt in specifically gendered clothing, the way you winced everytime you looked in the mirror and felt a bizarre wave of wrongness with certin parts of your figure. It had been a mind blowing revelation, liberating.
But what had quickly put a dampener on the wonderful discovery was realizing that you'd have to tell people. Coming out was never easy. You had friends and loved ones whose told you all sorts of coming out stories, and not one didn't seem to come without at least one major issue.
Yours you felt was going to be your boyfriend of six months; Saejun.
You hadn't been together long in your opinon and were still getting to know each other, to throw something like this at him felt like too much too soon. In truth you didn't have a choice though. You'd already told the important people in your life and he was the only one left. If he didn't find out from you he'd find out another way or through someone else eventually. And that was the last thing you wanted. You thought you might acturally be starting to love him. You really didn't want to take any chances that might ruin this.
It got more awkward the longer the quiet stretched between you, the white of his eyelights intently focused on you as he seemed to think. After another moment that felt like nearly an hour he huffed and leaned back in his chair, one hand sliding into a pants pocket and the other scratching at his skull beneath his strawed brim.
"so, trans huh? okay den."
You stared at him.
"That's...all you have to say?" You asked slowly. Your eyebrows lifted as he shrugged nonchalantly and grinned.
"was i suppose to ask somethin' else darlin'?"
Well that was...unexpected? Anticlimactic? Aside from being speechless you were confused, honestly having pictured him mildly uncomfortable or even put off.
"Um, we've only been together a few months. You're not upset at this sudden change? Not annoyed that you're not getting what you expected coming into this?"
Saejun's sockets widened and his brows lifted, his bit of wheat bobbing as he considered you.
"truth be told, i don't see why it doggun matters. or if it's really any of my business."
You gaped at him. "B-because you're my boyfriend! And—this is very important to me! It matters—"
Saejun held a hand up silencing you. Very slowly he leaned forward and planted his elbows on the tabletop as he took one of your hands in his to cradle it.
"let me ask you somethin' darlin'. is being trans going to make you dislike my brother's buttercake?"
"...no?" You blinked.
"and, are ya gonna stop likeing my k-stew special? want me to quit drinking sesame oil, or suddenly stop kissing me? start disliking holding my hand?"
"What, no—I mean the oil really isn't healthy but...no I wouldn't do any of that." You couldn't resist the blush that flared across your cheeks. "I really like you Saejun. A whole lot."
His grin lifted at the corners. "same here sugar, hell o' lot. so why should i care 'bout any of this, when you'll still be you? why be upset or anything huh?"
"I...won't be..." You couldn't find the words aa you stared down at where your hands locked. His argument had dashed any worry you had been harboring and at the same time the anxiety was still there.
"hey," he tilted your chin up. "i don' give a damn 'bout what body you have. i care about your mind, your soul. and if anyone else does den they're damn fools, just means more love for me."
Tears pooled in your eyes and ran dowm your cheeks as you chuckled at his words. He may have said that last part lightly, but there was no missing the seriousness or conviction in his words.
Yeah, you deffinetly loved this monster.
With no hesitation whatsoever he pushed to his feet and walked around to you. Still holding your hand he guided you to your feet and pulled you into his arms.
"i care for you darlin', ain't nothing 'bout no narrowed human concept of gender or anything else changing dat. you want a dress or slacks i'll pick dem up for you myself."
You pulled back and frowned.
"Narrowed human concept?"
Saejun scratched the side of his cheek. "well now, der's plenty evidence your human brains do weird chemically stuff all the time, constantly growing and all o' dat. so the usual arguments of what's what is just this side of stupid in my book."
He smirked, his sockets lidding as he leaned down to press his teeth to the shell of your ear. "'sides, i'm a skeleton remember? our bits don' take to one shape like most others, we can make it work."
A flare of furious red flooded your face. You were nowhere close to that part of your relationship yet, and as always he had to flirt in such a way just to rile you.
"Saejun, I'm coming out sex repulsed."
"eh? k, soulplay is a thing—"
"OMG SHUT UP!" you cried as you batted his shoulder. Saejun broke into a booming laugh that crinkled his sockets and brought an adorable dimple to his cheek that you didn't know he had.
Saejun slipped his arms around your waist and pressed his forehead to yours. A green tint adorning his bony cheeks as he hummed happily.
"don' matter what you come out as darlin'. not you or anyone else. you keep on learning yourself and don't worry 'bout a thing, cuz i ain't going no where."
Slowly he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips, a light buzzing of magic pleasently dancing across your skin in a fleeting touch before pulling back with a sigh. "just be you, sugar."
You were going to marry him if it was the last thing you ever did.
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