this may be controversial but maybe the "astarion and halsin are SO sexually traumatised that you should literally cut your own dick off before thinking abt them romantically you disgusting freaks" goon squad should consider the ramifications of essentially insisting assault survivors be permanently excluded from any kind of sex and romance bc they are too broken and stupid to be trusted to know their own desires and boundaries or have the capacity to want to explore/push them.
you know real survivors (not pixel men but real ppl like me!) can read that shit? do you think pushing the lie that encountering one (1) Genital Wielded With Intent will invariably cause us to crumble to a miserably weepy heap of dust and blow away in the breeze is appreciated or helpful? or implying the people that love or desire us are selfish at best and outright predators at worst?
i'm begging ppl to just be 2% normal about abuse survivors PLEASE. the characters aren't real but the attitude you drag from fandom back into the real world are.
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would you do bird hunting with Aurora given the opportunity? (I dont follow anyone who does hunting with their dogs and it would be interesting to see!)
I'm back and forth on it honestly. Ideally yeah, I'd love to give her the opportunity to hunt and be fulfilled that way. But there are a couple of things I'm struggling with:
I don't have access to training birds myself, nor the knowledge (or desire) to go at training her seriously alone.
Most gundog trainers (incl. my local brittany person who's been helping me out) expect you to go all in, birds should be your priority over all else (including general good dog manners).
Currently, pointing dog training in North America tends towards "make dogs bird obsessed -> introduce gunfire -> reign in the dogs so they're steady". The problems with this (for me) is that I don't want a bird obsessed dog at all and I don't want to use the pressure expected/required for "reigning it back in".
I had a really demoralizing experience trying to learn more about shotgun sizing and I'm not keen to try again.
So in conclusion, maybe but probably not to a serious extent.
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I’m not gonna like it if by the end of this season or the next, they suddenly turn around and start giving Din attention again or put him into the helm of Mand’alor again.
They had a great setup from season 2. Everything that a Mandalorian needed to be king, Din had. Everything Mandalorian’s wanted from a king, Din had.
Why did they not explore any of that? Why is this season focused so much on bo, that all the foreshadowing and hints have been completely for nothing?
They’ve wasted an entire season, because Din should’ve been the focus from the beginning.
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I never use this blog because the eddsworld fandom is genuinely the only fandom I've been completely fucking miserable trying to engage with. It's full of trans people and yet the community is SO hostile towards non-afab or non masc aligned in some way trans people. I've had people blatantly refused to respect my pronouns after saying they would. I've been misgendered in a server full of trans people where literally no one else was misgendered because there were pronoun roles. In that same server, while I was uplifting trans people making jokes about being proud of their bodies, they made fun of me for not having breasts. I've had multiple people debate my boundaries like it's a topic of discussion because I asked not to be called dude, a GENDERED TERM. I've had people gang up on me to the point of tears because I dared to describe my experiences being raised with an unconventional relationship to gender. I've been accused of holding grudges and being aggressive for even daring to speak up when I'm tired of being treated this way
And these events don't refer to a bunch of random assholes, they refer to people well known in the fandom. People I've seen on multiple servers. People whose names you say and it gets recognized
The eddsworld fandom has a HUGE transmisogyny problem and it needs to be discussed. The way I constantly feel unsafe when in a fandom surrounded by trans people is completely unacceptable
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I think I should tell people "I love you" more . no tone tags . out of nowhere . etc etc . I love you in a way that doesn't need to be labelled . I love you and you deserve to know it unprompted without having to ask me if I still do because I always have and always will and I want you to feel that as genuinely as I mean it . I love you
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Thoughts on Bob mentoring Dion?
I really love Dion rofl
I love him too, he's a great character!
At first it sounds like a bit of trouble, Dion is grumpy, I don't think bob would handle a teenager well, but looking deeper I see a lot of potential!
Bob is also grumpy after all, and I think that whole "cocoon of anger to keep people from hurting me" thing is SUPER relatable to Dion
I think Bob and him would at first be awkward but as long as they fall into a rhythm of "tending garden without saying a word" Dion could get used to this kind of therapy.
No one here is pushing him to talk about his feelings, god forbid. He just digs in the dirt and rips up weeds and that's as close to punching something as he's allowed to get.
"Uh, Bob, don't you think mentoring should include more... mentoring?"
Bob smiles. "Give it time. Give him time."
And slowly, without encroaching on Bob's space, Dion's little corner of the garden takes on such an efficient organizational method that Bob adopts some of it for his own garden.
I'm thinking of Dion and Bob working on opposite sides of the greenhouse, and with nothing to focus on by the ground and plants and his own thoughts, Dion just- starts to cry. It comes out of nowhere and he's horrified, embarrassed- but it also feels like such a relief. He looks around to make sure Bob didn't see (Bob is psychic, he knows, but also knows the boy doesn't want attention right now) and finishes his work and hurries off. Processing trauma is like that sometimes.
He's not good with words. But he insists on trying to grow raspberries no matter how many times he fails, and he learns to handle things more gently. He gives his mom fresh veggies to cook with, and he asks Raz to bring him books on some type of psychic plant, and a fresh potted daisy shows up in Frazie's room.
Once the little plant has been given something stable to hold on to, it grows up straight and tall and starts to blossom.
When Bob is sick, one week- alcoholism is a bitch to kick- he comes back and his garden has been carefully tended. The plants tell him they were well cared for, his vines curly happily to see him.
Dion pretends he doesn't know what Bob is talking about. Bob gives him nice terra cotta pots for his new flowering succulents. Dion paints all eight with white and blue stripes and insists they all be kept together in a group, especially the smallest one in the middle.
anyway I like it! : D Bob is a good guy I think they could make it work! If Dion got herbaphony, he'd be bringing Gisu potted flowers because he's like "I can hear them and they didn't want me to rip them up i hope this is okay", and she thinks he's so cute it's worth lugging around a big pot all day.
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Silly little Jean moreau plllllllllllzzzzzz - @jtl-fics
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Jean nodded. He didn't think he was quite ready for bed, but he didn't want to potentially wake Jeremy up when he went to bed later.
So, they climbed the stairs together and went to their room at the end of the hall. Jeremy headed into their bathroom to brush his teeth, while Jean grabbed his sketchbook and sat down on his bed. After all, there were a lot of moments from his first few days in California that he wanted to capture in journal entries or sketches. By the time Jeremy emerged from the bathroom, Jean was halfway through sketching the beach and crashing waves from the day prior, but he was starting to feel exhaustion take hold of him.
"Hey, do you mind if I turn off the overhead lights?"
Jean yawned and shut his sketchbook. "No, I think I'm going to turn in as well. You go ahead and get in bed, I'll turn it off after I brush my teeth."
"Sounds good," Jeremy said, climbing into his bed while Jean tossed his sketchbook over onto his desk before heading into their bathroom and leaving with the overpowering taste of peppermint in his mouth.
He shut the lights off as he headed back to his bed and hopped up and under his covers. He laid on his back as he settled in, the mattress starting to feel less stiff and more familiar underneath him. Almost like home.
Above him the dim glow of the city in the distance sent flickers of light across the ceiling. Jean watched them dance across the plaster, enjoying the different shapes and shadows that were created in the process. Just as Jean shut his eyes, Jeremy’s voice broke through the relative quiet in the room. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Jean.”
Jean furrowed his brow and turned his head to face Jeremy, who was leaning over the safety rail on his bed. “I know you are. It’s okay.”
“It’s not, though. It isn't.
MASTERPOST
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