#it is faulty and stupid and full of bias

[2clementines]

I fucking HATE generative AI so much!!!!!!! Stop trying to force it on us everywhere all the time!!!!!

[xomintybreezexo]

Danny was tired. And angry. And scared. And confused.

Danny was a lot of things right now, but most of all, he was over it.

What is it, you may ask? Everything. The ghost fights. The being hunted. The slipping grades. The bullying. The contempt of the town and now the world at large. And heck, considering that the Green Lanterns work with the Justice League, maybe even the universe. He wonders if the Guardian Green Lanterns have been informed of the villain Phantom yet, if they're going to be informed at all.

Before Danny had fully processed this information and everything it implied for him going forward, when he was still in shock that Red Huntress, the ghost hunter, who spewed bias and hatred like it was her native language, was the hero here.

"Never before have I seen someone so young, and without so much as a mentor or friends to help out, be so courageous and strong." That was what Wonder Woman said during her part of the Please join us speech that they had to have prepared and practiced beforehand.

Red Huntress, who chased ghosts not to catch and return them to the Ghost Zone, like Phantom, or even to research(experiment) on, like the Fentons and the Guys in White, but to destroy. Not murder, not even kill, as far as the press and public were concerned. But destroy. Crush. Like ghosts were overpowered insects and not sentient and sapient individuals.

Danny didn't even know what to think or say about the Justice League yet, so he tried not to think or say anything at all. At least, not until it fully sunk in that the heroes whom he'd admired for their strength and bravery, who Danny, even before becoming a hero, of a kind, himself, understood were flawed and had their own issues and weaknesses. That no one, not even the strongest or smartest of them was truly indomitable, truly untouchable.

And Danny was tired. The kinda tired that took hold in your soul and didn't release until you were well and buried and truly gone. Except Danny would never be gone, now. The stupid portal incident made sure of that.

If there was even a small chance Danny would one day die and stay gone forever, not even coming back as a shade or blob ghost, it was dashed the moment Danny made the amazing mistake of stepping into his parents', the Fentons', faulty portal.

Danny, for 2 years now, had been made to protect the town from rampaging ghosts, and after the first year and into the second, the ghosts from humans.

Danny had sacrificed as much of himself as possible to protect. The guard. To keep people safe. To keep the peace.

He'd sacrificed his grades, his mental health, his physical health, the high regard of family he'd placed on the Dr. Fentons his entire life. He'd sacrificed his body, his safety, his self-respect and most of all, his self-image, to protect a town full of people who'd made it clear his whole life that they didn't care if he lived or died.

As Phantom, that much was obvious. As Fenton? It was subtle, yet somehow even more insidious.

He was the weirdo Fentons' son, having committed the apparently grave sin of being born to the town freak.

Except Jazz wasn't treated anything like he was, despite being their daughter. No, she was too perfect, too smart, too academic , too well-rounded and well-adjusted to be treated like the inconvenience he was.

Jazz started walking at 8 months. Started talking at 17 months. She was never a problem. Never complained or threw tantrums, no matter what. She used her words, and she used them wisely. Jazz was an aspiring psychologist, someone who would make a real difference in the world! Jasmine Fenton was born to succeed. Danny?

Danny was forgotten.

Danny was the kid who was mediocre and overlooked. Even when he was good at something, he was left to the side. He was the kid who threw tantrums, not to be a nuisance on purpose, but because he wasn't being listened to and didn't know how to express himself.

At school, he'd always been treated as other. And the otherness got worse in high school, after the accident in Freshman year.

Danny could always hear whispers and snickering behind his back from the students. Could hear the disappointed sighs and the lamentations about how different he was from his sister from the teachers and other staff.

Sam and Tucker were his only saving graces, and their friendship had been put to the test again and again the past two years; their relationships with him were shaky, as much as it pained him to admit that.

Danny was the kid who was bullied and outcasted, even by the other nerds and outcasts. He's the kid everyone makes light of, passing around jokes about the bliss that would follow him disappearing into the night and never being heard from again.

His teachers would 'quietly' ponder the high possibility of him dropping out of school and off the face of the Earth two weeks later.

And her Danny was, writing all of this down in the journal he'd kept since he was six years old and already being written off by his family and the town. He remembers hearing Jazz, in all her 8-year-old glory, mention something about how journaling was therapeutic and recommending it to some random lady she decided to help out of nowhere, despite no one asking her for help.

She'd gotten praise from the cashier and other surrounding adults and parents about how mature and smart she was.

And yet.

When the random lady, later on, when it was just them kids without the Dr. Fentons around, tried to offer Jazz pills covered in some kinda of leathery candy, and Danny slapped them out of her hands, he'd been labelled as a jealous petty ingrate, who couldn't handle his own shortcomings.

Jazz tried so hard to deny being anything like their parents, and she seemed to think her point was proven purely because she wasn't interested in ghosts, much less hunting them, but she was just as obsessed with psychology and medicine as the Dr. Fentons were with ghosts, and no amount of willful ignorance would erase that.

He sighed heavily, leaning back and stretching his arms. He let himself fall until his back hit the mattress, and Danny was looking up at his ceiling.

This was all so hard to wrap his head around. So difficult to swallow and pretend it didn't burn on its way down.

Danny, for two whole years, had given his literal blood, sweat, and tears to protect this town. He'd given up sleep, studying, and eating regularly. He'd given up his personal safety and more to keep ghosts from tearing this place apart, and all he got for it was colourful ghost slurs and contempt.

Danny had to give up everything. He had to. He protected this town, this world, not because he wanted to or because he was bored or even simply because he was able to, but because he had to.

He didn't realize what that truly meant for him until Freakshow happened.

Every loss had to be a minor setback.

Every weakness had to be a temporary obstacle.

Every mistake had to be a one-time problem.

And yet the mistakes were all the people ever saw.

The only current upside to this was that the Justice League was looking to repeal the Anti-Ecto Acts.

Not out of concern for ghosts. Of course not.

But because the definition of 'ecto entity' is vague and probably wouldn't hold water if challenged with actual facts and logic. That was what they claimed.

Though it was more likely because some of the magic people working with the Justice League use death magic, which messes with their bodies and the way they survive, and this could apply to them. Awfully convenient for the Justice League, if you asked Danny, but no one would.

Danny couldn't stay in this town. He may not be the smartest or the most socially aware, but he knew that much.

Just existing was dangerous for him. With all the new ghost tracking technology and the magic used to peel away glamour and disguise, he knew it was only a matter of time before he was found out and 'brought to justice'.

People were already shocked he'd managed to last this long without running away and never looking back.

And truth be told, the only reason he hadn't left right before high school started was because he'd planned to be an astronaut. He'd planned to graduate with the best grades he could, get into a good astrophysics program at Gotham U or Metropolis U, and finally be out of this stupid town and never have to look back.

But Danny's hopes and dreams died alongside him in that lab accident.

The only reason he didn't leave immediately after becoming half ghost was because of the ghost attacks.

Now he was wondering if staying would be worth the danger. Probably not. And Red Huntress wouldn't need his help anymore; she had the Justice League working with her now. Which was still crazy to think about because the ghosts were always after him, Phantom.

That much was clear from day one. It was part of why he always got flak for the attacks and property damage, even when said property damage was caused by the Fentons, the Guys in White, and Red Huntress.

The ghost hunters of Amity Park, and technnically the government, didn't even ping on most ghosts' radars except as a small rock in their shoe. Gum stuck to their sleeve, even.

The only reason the GIW were avoided at all was because ghosts understood what experimentation meant and they wanted no part of it, even if the GIW's successful catch rate was less than one percent.

And all of those guys, all the ghost hunters of this stupid backwater town, aimed like stormtroopers! And they didn't spare a single thought for the safety of the public/surrounding citizens!

And every fight they, especially Red, got involved in was always on their terms!

They didn't have to wake up after 30 minutes of sweet blissful rest to go fight Technus in his new and improved battle suit and get literally pummelled into the ground.

They didn't have to run away in the middle of a test because their ghost sense went off, and they didn't want whatever ghost was out and about busting through the window or ceiling and endangering a bunch of innocents.

They didn't have to miss the retake date(s) for those tests because some other ghosts had impeccable timing.

They didn't have to ask themselves multiple times a day if they'd eaten enough because ghosts kept interrupting their attempts at meals.

They didn't get chewed out and scolded for missing homework, not completing chores, being late to school, and always making a mess of the house.

He huffed to himself. Whatever. It's not that important. He shoved the journal into the pocket dimension of his torso before he forgot.

Danny got to his feet and intangibly pulled the bag out of the wall. The bag he'd packed in case his house got raided by the GIW or he revealed himself to his parents and they didn't take it well.

Ellie was already staying in the GZ. Her obsession was Freedom, and a large part of that, to her, was travel. It was safer from the GIW, and Vlad, for her to be in the Infinite Realms, where she could travel across the ever-expanding universe and landscapes for the rest of time and never go with her obsession unfulfilled.

He pulled out his phone, the one Sam bought him, and Tucker encrypted to hell and back. He shot them a quick message, just what he was planning and why. He didn't expect an immediate response from both of them.

They wanted to come with him; that wasn't surprising. But it was heartbreaking. Or would it be core cracking, since he's a ghost?

Unfortunately for all three of them, that couldn't happen. Because people would notice if they left.

The world's elite, and even the police, and the world's greatest detectives would definitely notice if the heiress to the Manson fortune was suddenly gone from her home without a trace.

The engineering world, the town, the hacking and coding communities, they would notice if the genius innovator and aspiring billionaire Tucker Foley dropped off the face of the Earth.

But Danny?

People would be more relieved by the fact that Phantom is missing, and he doubted his parents would even file a missing person's report. Jazz was a different story, but there would be no one to find anyway. Not in the mortal realm, at least.

So, here he was. Standing in front of the very thing that killed him and started him down this awful path in the first place. The only artificial and stable portal to the Infinite Realms. He was about to step through that portal for a second (or would it be third?) time, and he wasn't going to step back into this side of the veil for as long as possible.

He wished he could destroy the stupid thing, but he had tried before, even pleaded with Clockwork for knowledge on how and bribed him with two whole trays of homemade fudge for any kind of help, even bad news.

He'd been told that the portal could be dismantled, but to avoid a worse future, he would have to destroy all the pieces and the blueprints and research related to it, and run away from home anyway, since his parents would become convinced he was taken over or influenced by a ghost.

The only difference would be that he'd be stuck in the mortal realm, where half of him is considered a villain and functionally illegal. And he wasn't willing to risk himself like that, not after almost three years of risking himself day and night for people who couldn't care less.

Danny was going to miss Sam and Tucker, who he'd hoped he could spend the rest of his life with, back when he still had dreams for the future.

They understood, they had started a three-way call to tell him that, and their goodbyes. The phones they had for this situation would work in the Infinite Realms, thanks to Danny's tweaking, but Danny couldn't risk calling at an inconvenient time and exposing this whole thing.

He took a deep breath, let his transformation wash over him, and stepped through the portal.

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Check out my AO3 work of this, I guess. Updates are irregular.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67722476/chapters/175076566

Prompt: Amity’s Hero

The justice league FINALLY investigates Amity, and realizes that they’ve made a grave mistake by letting a burgeoning hero shoulder a large problem without any training or support. They rectify this immediately by offering a position in the JL along with an assortment of mentors and other teen heroes to bond with. 

Red Huntress receives this invitation in front of Phantom, while actively trying to hunt him down.

[emptymanuscript]

You know…

I like this comic. I think there’s a lot of truth in it.

AND

I think it also does a good deal of victim blaming and denigration of the other.

It’s awfully convenient to look at this and nod self-righteously about all them sheeple who just don’t want to do the work (unlike us good folk who want knowledge) and somehow are also just too stupid to be capable of that kind of simple logic (unlike our own intelligent approach to life) so they deserve what they get. If people choose to be ignorant, it’s their fault. If people can’t be anything but ignorant, there’s no point in even trying to help them.

When I notice it - which I fully admit is difficult for me because I am a mean spirited, stick in the mud, asshole, misanthrope at heart who is fully prepared to think the worst of anyone and everyone at the drop of a hat - I find it suspicious that some group, A, is just plain better than some group, X, by their very nature. Which is the same as X is just naturally worse than A. They imply each other.

I even know for myself that it is my misanthropic nature that lets these thought patterns bloom. “X is bad” is as easy a thought for me as breathing in. I just have it. And since I don’t bother thinking of A unless I actually force myself to be mindful, stop, take a breath, do the work to play out my assumptions and biases to see where they go, and analyze the flaws in my default mode of thinking (whose been to therapy? Yes, I have. Yes, what a good therapy person I am 🙄) the whole thing just sneaks into my brainy pan to wreak havoc on my opinions into more assholery. It’s difficult for me even having watched it make me dumber than a brick with disturbingly full awareness. It’s not just automatic, it’s pushy. It’s not just knowing it, it’s constant vigilance and practice AND I still screw it up all the time.

It’s easy to think group X is bad. It’s hard to figure out what makes group A - which somehow we nearly always belong to - better. It’s made even easier by well made social constructs making up a group B to excuse the formulation. It’s not a biased opinion that group A is smarter than group X because we all know that group B is smarter than group A so we’re only spitting facts when we say, for example, that brown people just aren’t as smart as white people, those yellow people prove that race matters to intelligence in an unbiased manner. And that really is only a partial example of something that is all over the place with a thousand possible essays in their own right that I am simply skipping over for the sake of “brevity.”

So what happens?

Well, there are choices.

You can simply not think about it at all because you have already reached the conclusion. That’s unnecessary work you’re saving if you’re right and you only have the thought because you are seeing a pattern. So there’s no particular reason to assume your thinking is faulty. “Fact” X explains your observation. You’re done.

You can have analysis paralysis. See this entire post 🤔🫣🫠. And dissect everything until your brain fries and you do nothing.

You can split the difference into thinking it out occasionally and coming to a decision you’re “comfortable with” and then defaulting to just not thinking beyond that paradigm again until the next occasional prompt comes around.

You can bias the normal. Look, life has a lot of demands. You have your life figured as well as you need to. So there’s real benefit for A in doing this. Changing it is more likely to degrade your life in practice than it is to improve your life. The people whose lives might improve in practice are going to be in group X who probably aren’t people you particularly care about very much. So you find the “facts” that support the construction that is working for you because at least it works. B > A > X “proves” the point and as long as you have that ready to trot out, you can not only go on with your life, you can do so with a confident defense. And, yes, that is the “comforting lies” window. But from A’s point of view it actually offers you a better life, not merely the illusion of a better life. Because rejecting the comforting lie doesn’t improve the circumstances. It simply gets rid of the justification for the lousy circumstances and requires you to then go do more work which will probably not be initially to your personal benefit.

You can be mindful and pause just a little every single time. You will get significantly less done but the quality will be at least somewhat better. And both justifying the norm and analysis paralysis will be constant threats and temptations. And there’s never a guarantee you’ll be right. Kinda sucks, really. But probably the best choice in the longest run.

You can self destruct. B > A > X is false. Therefore B > A = X therefore you are actually X. And from that logical fallacy you will probably spend a lot of time playing whack-a-mole with various addictive behaviors as you circle the whirlpool of everything but mindfulness. From experience, I don’t particularly recommend this approach if you can avoid it. But, once you hit it, avoiding it isn’t really an option. So… get help, I guess. Sorry, I’m in year 19 or 20 of therapy. I got nothing. Analysis Paralysis is my step up. It’s me doing better. Which I suppose actually says that I shouldn’t be the one writing this… but I’m the one having the thought so… moving on before self-destructing… 🤡

Or you can lean into < A >. Just decide that A is better. And have that as the standard starting point. Fight for it. Get yours. Screw everyone else who isn’t A. This works rather well for A if you don’t look too hard at it. Pay close attention, though, and you’ll find a reduplication of all of the above. As the world internal to A reconstructs Ab > Aa > Ax within its own ranks. The idea of RINOs is a good example of that, only 90% agreement with Aa makes you an Ax. Heretic! Because if you are ALWAYS group A by definition, you are going to have recreate and deal with the reduplication with frequency. The world just doesn’t fit into that neat a categorization. No one can always be the better person in real life.

I feel like that covers it. And - you know - me and essays. Shut up already EM.

But I do think it’s worth pausing to wonder what makes A different from X. If you are the only person at the first window, even if group A is merely a teeny tiny itty bitty fraction of the population, why are they special? ARE they special? Or is some part of the equation missing or incorrect? Remember that there are, what, 8 billion-ish humans in the world or so. Why should a teeny tiny fraction of that, maybe a few hundred thousand, tops, reach the unassailably correct conclusion while the clearly demonstrated human majority does not.

If all your friends jumped off a bridge… WHY are all our friends jumping off a bridge? What’s the missing information? I think that information is necessary. And it needs going over again. Because, again, if you can work it out, why can’t they? What’s different?

And now I will finally shut up. And actually post.

[shans-fic-recs]

KnB Fic Recs

Yo, my lovelies! My Sterek rec list is so long, I had to take a break from it, sorry! There's like 400 fics to still rec, but in the meantime I thought I'd go with some KnB recs that I haven't touched in a while. They are all grouped according to the ships, with my favourite KnB ship at last.

On a sidenote, dedicated to @grettalks cuz she's into KnB if I'm not entirely wrong.

⭐ Favourites are marked with stars⭐

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▶️ Akashi Seijuurou/Furihata Kouki

•  And He Embraced Them All (Because Kouki Is Worth It) : In which Teikou!Akashi switches places with his future self and meets Seirin!Furihata. Time skip AU.

•  Solitary Bliss : Akashi is away on a business trip, leaving Kouki alone and yearning for him, but when he finds comfort in a relic deeply linked to their past, his misery rapidly subsides. Fluffy smutty AkaFuri.

•  The Sun and the Mole Rat : Akashi Seijuurou was like thesun; beautiful, radiant and infinitely unreachable. It was an impossibly stupid thing that someone like him could ever be compared to someone like Furihata Kouki,who was so ordinary in everything, nobody would look at him twice should he walk down the crowded streets.

•  Who Are You? : It starts with an accidental love letter. Then friendship and relationship happen… for quite a while until something inside Akashi snaps and ends it one-sidedly. It’s a lot of hard work to get Furihata’s Akashi back, but it still works out in the end.

•  Anomalies : If there was one thing Kuroko hadn't expected when he ordered Furihata and Akashi to take their children on playdates, it was this.

▶️Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga

•  (Look) What You've Done : The one where Aomine is a cop and Kagami is a firefighter.

•  A Kitchen Window Like This ⭐: Kagami and Aomine start a long weekend off on just the right notes.

This is literally one of the sweetest domestic aokaga out there.

•  Cum Here Often? : Kagami’s team win the All Japan Intercollegiate Basketball Championship and they go out to “celebrate”.

•  Dumb Werecats Who Play Basketball : Kagami has a hard enough time being a madararui before his hot rival starts smelling really, really good. Sex Pistols crossover.

Okay,  I'm a sucker for anything even remotely ABO alright?

•  Corners : Mafia!Aomine is out to wipe out Kagami on his boss’ orders. Semi PWP. I suck at summaries, sorry.

•  Firefly Without a Light ⭐: Aomine Daiki is occasionally a shitlord and sometimes he figures that out without needing to be told. Other times, not so much. Porn + emotional rollercoaster.

•  First Time Fit For A King : "Yeah." Kagami rubs the back of his neck awkwardly."I don’t get it though. Why me?"

"Because." Aomine tilts his head up a little, and Kagami doesn’t know if he should feel insulted that Aomine is literally sticking his nose up at him. "You're the only one who has the potential to beat me at basketball. Maybe."

•  Jersey : “Oh my god,” Kagami says, and he’s grinning now, a sleepy, shit-eating grin. “Thisis a thing for you, isn’t it?”  , a.k.a, jersey porn.

•  Overexposed ⭐: AoKaga and taking shots off abs.

•  Packed Like Sardines : Train porn lol 😂 or whatever fucking in a train car is called.

•  playing pick-up ⭐⭐: Aomine comes to visit Kagami in the US except — “Hey, Kagami,” Aomine asks.“You live in Las Vegas, right?”

“What? No,” Kagami replies, readjusting his phone underneath his shoulder.

“Well, I’m in the airport at Las Vegas right now,” Aomine begins, and Kagami doesn’t even want to hear the rest.

•  Rewind > Pause > Play : Kagami threatens to leave when Aomine turns to alcoholism to cope with his career and has given up putting forth an effort in their relationship. Angst with a happy ending.

•  S.A.A : The idea of sitting in a room with a hand full of people discussing how sex makes them feel was not at the top of Kagami Taiga’s to-do list, but when that dark skinned, blue eyed stranger walked into the room, Kagami found himself editing that list and putting that man at the very top.

•  some kind of madness : Aomine picks a fight in a bar trying to protect Satsuki’s virtue (🤣🤣) and Kagami patches him up.

•  Strut : Kagami congratulate Aomine on a very flashy win in his own special way.

•  THE RISE OF ASIA: NBA EDITION ⭐⭐⭐: Aomine and Kagami, through the eyes of an interviewer. A masterpiece, truly. This is one of the very first AoKaga fics I read and I'm still very much in love with it.

•  The Power A Name Can Hold ⭐⭐⭐: Super long soulmate AU full of angst and hurt, but with a happy ending. Absolutely stunning.

•  The Care And Feeding Of ⭐: Halfway through his tenth burger and Aomine’s fourth, listening with only a half an ear towards that bastard’s constant grumble of thought with the occasional hurmph of ingestion thrown in, Kagami realized that he was,in fact, actually dating Aomine Daiki.

An all time favourite full of silliness.

•  The Hot Neighbour : It takes Kagami three weeks to move into his new apartment but only one day to start stalking the incredibly hot salaryman in a suit.

•  the pizza factory ⭐: Aomine gets accepted at the pizza factory where Kagami is a chef. Or so it goes. A very funny, snarky personal favourite.

•  thigh to thigh : Kagami's more experienced than Aomine is; that's not exactly saying much. PWP.

•  Twitter Project : Kagami's social studies class has a new project: Tweet a celebrity of your choice. Aomine has been on the receiving end of some hilariously awkward tweets recently.

➡️ sequel : TakaShin sidestory, very cute with a pinch of AoKaga from before.

•  underneath the cup in a black, marker pen ⭐: Kagami writes letters on styrofoam cups to hardworking salaryman Aomine. Coffee shop AU.

•  Wildcat Blues : In a world where shapeshifters, vampires, wizards and other preternatural beings walk the land, finding everlasting love can be a bitch.

•  Worst Kept Secret : In which Kagami Taiga is a werewolf and nobody is supposed to know. Key point - 'supposed to'.

•  Wrong Number ⭐: Aomine managed to score this busty babe's phone number, but when he texted her, the person who responded was everything but busty.  

•  texts from last night ⭐⭐: Kagami gets smashingly drunk and Aomine takes it upon himself to drive him home. Drunk sex ensues.  

▶️Kise Ryouta/Kasamatsu Yukio

Okay, so I saved my favourite KnB ship for the last! Have fun!

•  (500) Days of Kise ⭐: Wherein Yukio Kasamatsu's life is a romantic comedy. Office AU and so very cute. Mutual pining. Kinda, if I remember right.

•  The God of Small Things : Kise gets scratched by Kasamatsu's new cat. Cat fluff.

•  flower/s : Kasamatsu comes home from a work related trip, and Kise has something up his sleeve for Senpai’s return.

• KiKasa Week series :

1. he's got the answer it doesn't go away : It figures that the universe won't even give Kasamatsu the luxury of hindsight bias.

Okay. This is like, the best of Yukio that I've seen. Team dynamics and Kise joining Kaijou.

2. what you have tamed : First lesson in being team captain: you don't get a break.Ever.

3. slow down if you want to : It's been a week already, and Kasamatsu still can't let go.

4. in the face of these forces : Wherein Kise only started playing basketball in his third year of middle school, and Kaijou still scouted Teikou's small forward.

•  Perfect Coffee : Kise was a perfect employee– he had a sunny disposition and stunning looks who attracted the customers and he additionally had a real talent for making coffee. So he was a blessing that gods had bestowed upon Kurokocchi and his friend, no matter what they both said.

•  Of French Girls And Pretty Boys ⭐⭐: Kasamatsu takes up art class for extra credit, and Kise is the unfairly attractive figure model. College AU.

•  Narita Ground ⭐⭐⭐: Kise loves riling up Narita Ground's air traffic controller.

This is one of those “if you ship kikasa and haven't read narita ground, then you're living under a rock” kinda fics. I swear by it. Ultimate favourite.

•  KNB TFLN : College AU with multiple pairings besides KiKasa. Smutty.

•  First Impressions : But Kise Ryouta, damn his eyes, is beautiful., OR

Yukio looks over Kise’s profile before he comes to Kaijou.

•  Ten Things Kasamatsu Finds Annoying(ly Endearing) about Kise : Kise always smiles at Kasamatsu when he's finally done with his seemingly-interminable beauty regimen (there is no other word suitable for this) and says, "Thanks for waiting for me, senpai."

•  Fadeaway ⭐: Kasamatsu dodges. "You don't deserve that," he says, setting a slightly faster pace. "Inconsiderate, stupid, no-good first-year aces and their idiotic, inconsiderate, stupid, worrisome actions."

•  KiKasa Week series ⭐⭐⭐:

➡️  ️part 1 : “He's good-looking?” Kise demanded, before he could stop himself with the thought of how unattractive jealousy was.

Okay so this is at the end cuz it's super old and I couldn't find the active link, but nevermind. It's fucking awesome.

➡️  part 2 : Kise peeked at him. "But cute?" he said, trying to recapture the dutiful boyfriend adoration look.  

Kasamatsu stared at him. "Now that's just gross," he said.  

➡️ part 3 : "You do look kind of like him," said Kasamatsu, since obviously no one else was going to come out and say it.

"I really don't," said Kise, his mouth hilariously turned down.

"Maybe in a few years," said Kasamatsu. "You'll grow into it."

More to come! Stay tuned!♥️

Do tell me if any of the links don't open or are faulty, etc.

Last Updated : 12/07/2018

Feel free to send me your own recs and I'll include them in the list! Loves!!♥️♥️

[21stcenturyhater]

the implied reasoning is faulty. it assumes the underlying question is about one life being more important than others. no person is more important than another, but everyone is allowed to choose themselves first and foremost.

it's like that morality situation. would you rather let your loved ones die to save a train full of people or sacrifice all those people for the lives of your few loved ones? if you save your loved ones, it's not that their lives were inherently better than the train full of strangers, you just rather protect the ones you know and love rather than the ones you don't. you can still have compassion and choose your own interests in the end. so you can't really blame a person for loving themselves (and therefore their own safety) more then they love anyone else's.

not everyone can handle sacrifice. call it cowardice if you like, that's fine. there's nothing wrong with being scared either. but when that fear fuels bias and racism and ideas of superiority, well, then there's a problem. if you genuinely have compassion, you'd try to find another way to help while still protecting yourself.

if you'd let anyone who asked you for help into your personal home, that's just stupidity. same concept.

lmao😂/smh🙄

[creationfluxuation]

This is about hair.

This is long because it's about a something I hear that really irritates me. I'm getting it off my chest. And it's not open for a debate:

Having different hair types does not make one hair type weaker.[Yes I'm talking about this BS theory by people who 4C hair saying 4C hair is the weakest and driest hair type when it's natural---which is not true and baseless considering you can't some "science proven" alleged statement about something you don't care about, won't research beyond proving your point, and have a ingrained bias toward so starting off to a swell beginning.]  Using "science" to attempt to justify hair type "superiority" is faulty science. Because that was the same science that says I don't have emotions and that by nature I'm either a scary monster, and alien, or a disposable super mammy. That was the same science that claimed I have a high pain tolerance to the asinine point of not feeling pain at all thus making my body optimal for all kinds of horrid, torturous experimentation. That was the same science that says my identity is not human and only defined by my genitalia thus justified to be seen, and treated as a grown adult if I can so much as stand up instead of crawl--any growth progress before said point, this same science justifies my treatment as fodder, animal bait, or an animal itself. This is the same science that says I'm predisposed to be angry, irrational, and stupid, yet fully responsible for anything and everything that happens to myself and also anyone else, making me predisposed to bear the unimaginable weight of said consequences or judgement to ANY type of incident.. So. If you are using this same logic and science to justify why my hair---or anyone's hair that is like my hair--is weaker then you and your science are full of shit. And there is no actual science that defends or calls for me to even entertain that conjecture as a truth. Just because my hair is the Guggenheim and not the Gherkin doesn't mean it's any weaker and it doesn't mean straight hair is "stronger". We have different hair for different purposes and mine is designed not only to be multi-functional in its ability to perform in various forms for any weather condition while still being able to bounce back to its normal state but, to perform just as optimally in it's regular loose state; which is intrinsically designed for moisture retention and highest UV ray protection, intense heat and 6-moth long rainy seasons, so my scalp doesn't burn, overheat, be weighed down/damaged by high amounts of moisture (or allow that moisture to cause me sicknesses in cooler conditions when on my scalp), or dry out to the point of intense breakage. My hair--just like my skin, eyes, bones and organs--is designed from biological intelligence from eons ago passed down to me. And I think that intelligence knows what it's doing a hell of a lot more than what your racist science thinks it knows. My hair is DIFFERENT. That does not make it WEAK. That's all that REAL science tells me about my hair. If you actually love it learn why it's designed the way it is and for the regions its dominant in. Hair is one of the LAST mutations to happen micro evolution. It starts being affected after everything has already gone haywire so don't talk to me about whats stronger without telling me what conditions you're constantly in or how far from the equator you are, or how much sunlight you get a day, or what pre-existing medical conditions you have and and lack of vitamin supplements you have, or if you live in an arid or humid place, or if you have oily skin (which effects your scalp and natural sebum secretions) and what parts are more oily than others (because you body and skin needs are a monolith either)--until you factor all of that including your family genealogy and where the bulk of them traveled from and where they settled and for how long and who they married and where THOSE people are from and where THEY settled and for how long. Do NOT DARE compare my hair type to something you don't even have enough scientific analytical data on to make a proper comparison. Especially when that comparison is faulty at in what it wants to even compare. You don't stand a metal spiral next to a wooden spire and put them on a seashore and talk about which one is the "strongest". You don't see a Tueplo growing in the middle of a Cedar forest. Things are designed DIFFERENTLY. FOR DIFFERENT FUNCTIONS AND PURPOSES. Find out what operates best in what environment and for what purpose. You don't just grab something from left field and call it weak for not doing something it was never designed for. Be knowledgeable about why things grow where they grow, can flourish and have longevity where they are. Then maybe you can start taking better care of what you have and stop justifying stupidity, dehumanization, and self abuse/hatred with highly bias imperial sciences.

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

IHE’s “I Hate Sing” review

Todday I’m going to be doing something a bit different; I’ll be reviewing another reviewers video review. Now, this may seem odd, but I have very good reason for criticizing this.

I’m a big fan of I Hate Everything’s YouTube channel. In general, I think he makes some pretty good content, though I don’t always agree with his opinions. I especially like most of his movie reviews, with Search for the Worst being one of my favorite things to watch on YouTube, with the Suicide Squad video being the only exception to SFTW videos I like. But one of his latest videos, “I Hate Sing,” is perhaps the absolute nadir of anything he has ever done on his entire channel. It’s not even that I disagree with his opinion that I hate the video; I disagreed with him about Suicide Squad but that video is still okay, just not one I particularly like. No, the problem is that his entire argument for why the movie sucks is based on absolutely faulty logic and his own rabid hateboner for Minons.

He starts out basically saying how much he hates Illumination and pretty much everything they’ve ever done. Which is… not… really true. Sure, they have a shit track record, they have made some of the worst animated films of the past ten years, but the Despicable Me movies are genuinely good, even if they have been drowned in Minions. Ah, but there it is! Minions! His hate for Minions is basically what colors his entire opinion and the entire review, to the point he said DM is awful and the sequel is even worse. Neither of those statements are true; hell, even the Minions film isn’t that bad (though it’s not that great), but because it has this one thing he’s sick of seeing it’s all shit, and everything Illumination does is shit. This would be like me saying How to Train Your Dragon 3 is a shit movie right off the bat because How to Train Your Dragon 2 sucked ass, or like how Alien and Aliens are shitty movies because everything that came after was garbage. I’m gonna be honest, the hate for Minions is so overblown at this point it’s ridiculous. I’m no fan of them, I think they tend to be lame kid appeal characters, but generally speaking they’re incredibly inoffensive. And yet, Alex lets his opinion of them color his opinion of this entire company’s work.

He complains about the plot, the characters, he complains about the story and its formulaic nature… he does have a few valid points here and there, but the way he phrases everything is so excessively bitter and spiteful it still reeks of his Minion-hate. Ah, but none of that is quite as bad as when he goes to criticize character design! This is where the entire video falls apart and makes it incredibly hard for me to take him seriously.

Basically, he says that the designs are bad because a character’s design should give you a feel of the character. He says all the designs in the movie are too simplistic to get a gauge of what the character is like right off the bat. Now, he is saying this while showing the punk rock porcupine girl… a character it is incredibly easy to figure out from a glance. In fact, quite a few characters are easy to figure out from a glance in this movie: Johnny, his dad, Buster, Mike, Meena… these characters are easy to get by looking at them. This is the first blow to this argument. The next comes from a clip he takes from another video on the subject of Illumination, where they use character design from Monsters Inc. as a point of comparison. While the examples of Randall and Sully are ok – you can sort of get what those characters are about from the design – it begs the question: can you understand the totality of Mike’s character from his design? Can you really figure all there is to know about Mike at a glance, can you get a good summary of his character from looking at a picture? No. And this really extends to a lot of animation as well – not every animated character is a total open book who you can figure out from a look at their design. I don’t think keeping sbtlety is a bad thing, and I don’t think making characters easy to gauge is a bad thing either, but saying one way or the other is bad is absolutely stupid. There’s strike two to his argument.

Now, the worst blow of all comes when he tries to criticize the movie of reusing designs, sometimes in the same scene, with no variation. I don’t necessarily doubt that this was done for some crowd scenes… but he decides to do this with an alligator. And in this part, he uses manipulative editing, cutting parts of the same scene and separating them so it looks like there are more of the same alligator when it is literally the same alligator in the same scene. And even then, his argument is weakened by the fact that most of the alligators we see clearly do have differences in color and such. Not to a huge degree, but it’s less of a copy paste job than he would lead you to believe. This whole sequence of his review is just unbelievably scummy and dishonest, and it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

Of course, I’d be remiss to not point out the stupidest argument in the movie: it sucks because the fact that the characters are animals is unimportant. He states they could be anything, such as grey blobs, and points out a movie like Zootopia where the plot would be ruined if the characters were anything but animals. See, here's the thing though… who the fuck cares? Is it really some big fucking deal they don’t act like animals? Do all those Mickey Mouse and Bugs Bunny cartoons suck because it features animals doing decidedly non-animal things like living in houses, driving cars, and so on? Is A Goofy Movie shit because it never utilizes the fact the cast is full of animals? Is DuckTales shit for the same reason? It’s really nothing more than an appealing design choice; not everything needs to have a deep, meaningful reason to set up jokes. I’ve heard this argument before and it’s so incredibly stupid. Just because they are animals doesn’t mean it needs to have meaning behind it. We accepted this when it came to old cartoons, why does it matter for this movie? Because it’s Illumination?

This video is an absolute fucking travesty. It’s full of flawed logic, blatant bias, hypocrisy, and worst of all, straight-up lying and manipulation. This is without a doubt the worst video on his entire channel, and an utter disappointment as far as a film review goes. Hell, this makes me question him as a film reviewer entirely, due to the sheer stench of bias and his scummy editing tactics to try and prove his flawed points. This is shameful, vile, and just an absolute disgrace to reviewers of any sort, anywhere.

[elmo08884130-blog]

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