#...includes hunting complacent bitches

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[callmearcturus]

1) i am interest, what does the "brachtian lens" mean in your MI post? 2) i did google pathologic and seems interesting but i don't know if its for me, would you recommend it? (you have good taste)

Brechtian, a Brechtian lens.

Okay so everyone brace yourself for the most unhinged take you've ever heard. I'm gonna caveat this up front by pointing out that I don't know if I actually myself ascribe to this read, it's just the kind of thing that happens when you are at work listening to the Codex Entry performance of Pathologic: The Marble Nest and the adderall hits just right.

I'm an undereducated pleb so I'm not going to go into the full history of Brecht, hit up any of your local pretentious media nerds for that. But one of the things associated with Brecht is the Alienation Effect. One of his primary concerns as a playwright was the idea that audiences were becoming complacent and were watching plays and observing art without internalizing everything. He had this idea that as the artifice of theatre became more and more immersive, as the Theatre of the Real so to speak became more seamless, audiences weren't actually connecting to what they were seeing. It's hard to impart wisdom and propose hard questions when the audience is just out here vibin', basically.

So Brecht's whole thing was to make the artificiality of the theatre as conspicuous and obvious as possible. There were a few tactics for this, including fun stuff like spoiling the plot of the story at the very start, casting very incongruous actors in specific roles, making the violence over the top to the point of being ridiculous, etc.

The point of these tactics was to jolt the audience out of their Vibe, to remind them they were watching a play, a performance. And in doing so, in theory, it would get the audience to pay more attention to the content of the play. When you are not passively absorbing the story, you will in theory give more consideration to what you are observing and actually THINK about what is being presented to you. Audiences tend to feel empathetic to characters in media, and you wanna jolt them out of that comfy zone.

Okay so how the fuck can I apply this lens to Mission Impossible? Besides being the most pretentious bitch on your dashboard obvsly.

One common interpretation of MI is that the movies are documentaries of their own productions. I have heard this idea parroted many times by people I broadly respect. Now... I don't personally ascribe to that take, but lets hypothesize for a moment that it's true, that there is a purposeful artificiality to MI. One of the things people point to with this theory is the fact that the first footage of MI: Fallout ever shared wasn't a trailer or teaser or anything.

It was footage of TC breaking his ankle doing that rooftop jump. It was a behind the scenes moment of ultra-reality that affected production. Because the hype cycle around MI is linked inextricably to "oh man what bullshit is TC gonna pull in THIS one" as a conscious marketing tactic.

It's accurate to say that yes, some people just go to see MI for the stunts. And the marketing knows it and promos it. There is an effort to focus on the physical, practical feats of the movie.

What I find interesting is that McQ and TC both share an ethos, that the only reason audiences give a shit about the stunts is because they are a vehicle of characterization. There is more overt writing and acting in MI than it gets credit for. It's like the stunts are a Loss Leader of the movie, yanno? Here is the big spectacle to get people to show up, and once people are in the theatre, you can talk to them.

So, what I'm positing is that if you believe that there is a heightened artificiality to MI, if you think its just a sequence of bombastic set pieces, if you think Ethan Hunt is just TC's alter ego, blah blah blah (again, not my belief) then it should in theory become difficult to sink into passivity with these movies.

If all that is correct, then there is a forced artificiality to MI that mimicks the Brechtian-style, leading to the Alienation Effect. Therefore, the text of the movies, what they are saying about, for random instance, the encroaching threat of uncontrolled AI in a digital world, that message should become more stark and harder for audiences to glaze their eyes over and miss.

And ALL OF THAT is the kind of bullshit you too can cogitate on if you inflict Pathologic on yourself and let it rewire your fucking brain! If you want a primer of what the fuck Pathologic is, look up hbomberguy's legendary Pathologic video, then come hit me up for further links.

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fic i might work on if i ever finish Love in a Foxhole (no idea if this exists already. if it does, don't tell me where to find it, i don't want to accidentally do plagiarism):

the twist for the 75th hunger games is not the thing with the victors.

instead, mostly to fuck with katniss specifically, the twist is that, should the reaped tributes have siblings, said siblings will be entering the arena with them.

"as a reminder to the districts that they turned on their rightful brothers and sisters when they chose to attack the capitol"

(no birth control in the districts, the chances are decent that most or all of them will have siblings)

no volunteering for prim this year, katniss! you're going in there WITH her, whether you like it or not.

maybe peeta has like a brother who's juuuust in the age range but i think it's honestly more interesting if he doesn't.

mentor!johanna

additional fucked up shit about this au:

in LiaFh, i'm giving finnick several estranged siblings, including a younger brother who would be 16 during the quarter quell. so maybe finnick is still getting tossed into the arena ft. his younger brother who he hasn't really spoken to since he was 8

(the brother was 8, not finnick. finnick was like 16.)

this would definitely mean at least one literal infant/toddler. not certain how i'd want to handle this but like i definitely wouldn't kill the baby. maybe they'd have an age limit.

this would be a good way to keep the career districts from getting too complacent. maybe they ban volunteering that year. maybe they only get volunteers who have no siblings. maybe some bitch is actually willing to volunteer, even if it means pulling an 8 year old in there with them.

this would actually do a good job of targeting victors who still have living family.

rue had siblings. are you listening. RUE HAD SIBLINGS. maybe one of her little sisters turns twelve this year and now suddenly katniss has a whole gaggle of preteens and children to guard with her life.

also katniss and prim would actually be a dream team in the arena hear me out:

katniss is good at hunting and can kill people if need be. she's a practical survivalist who does what needs doing and can defer her feelings about it for another time.

prim is very charismatic and probably good at negotiating with allies and keeping peace.

a machiavellian but not actively malicious tribute may have a crisis of conscience seeing katniss and prim interact.

the one (1) time katniss thinks it might be better if prim was in the arena instead of her is the moment where she realizes the extent of peeta's inury and thinks of how much more useful prim would be in helping him,

because a designated healer is a vital part of any team.

prim is stronger than katniss gives her credit for. she adapts quickly to district 13, is incredibly down for the revolution, and is extremely coolheaded under pressure. all of these are excellent traits to have in the arena.

katniss would probably find it a lot easier to stay calm if prim was there, both out of a need to stay strong for her and because she finds prim a very comforting presence.

in general, they would do a fantastic job of covering for each other's deficiencies.

idk if i'm ever actually going to write this, it's just fun to think about.

[hopeishappinessff]

Chapter 64

**A/N: I’m not a fan of this chapter... just thought ya’ll should know that. But, enjoy!**

He explained everything to me. Everything that I wasn’t sure about and even everything that I was already well aware of… he clarified it all and I was extremely thankful for that.  There was a story behind this story, is what he told me… and it was more complicated than I could have ever imagined. It all started with his childhood, more specifically with his father, Clinton… the man that he absolutely loathed more than any one thing or person in this world. The man who abused his mother, attempted to abuse his one and only son, and even went as far as attempting to molest him. And that man harbored a secret that no one knew of and no one would have even guessed existed. He put on a façade for them… an act to prove that he was a feared man. He portrayed himself to be a man who allowed no one and nothing to stop him from getting what and where he wanted. Apparently, he wanted it all and he painted a picture of his perfect life that excluded one of his families… the family that included a son who struggled through life and barely made it to the age of nineteen with only the divine strength of his mother. Clinton was a selfish bastard, Chris explained, and it was surprising that he even took time from his precious schedule to care for at least one of his offspring… Trey. Trey was the son that existed about a year before Chris was even conceived. He was the son that Clinton consciously chose to bond with more than he ever would with little ole’ Chris. Because of his blatant love for one son and not the other, Clinton quickly began to neglect Chris’s entire existence and his boyhood.  He would come in late in the evenings, wreak havoc on the Brown household then make his way back to his beloved family on the other side of town. Ms. Joyce was well aware of his doing’s… she’d put two and two together and figured out that he was living an entirely different life outside of their home. She stayed complacent in that relationship though. She knew better than to act on her emotions after the discovery of his infidelities and feared triggering his deadly alter ego, Eze. As horrid as it sounds, I didn’t blame her for unwillingly allowing the abuse to continue… she did what she felt best to keep her kids protected and at that time, that was perhaps the smartest thing she could have done. She knew if she would have left abruptly and without a plan, Eze would have hunted her down and done more damage than just the abuse she endured behind the closed doors of their home. I asked Chris why he thought his dad resented him so much and he said it was simple… Eze couldn’t cope with the fact that at the tender age of eleven, Chris used the intelligence that he was blessed with to turn down the opportunity to become a pawn in his game. Sure, he was obviously young and naive at the time, but if he didn’t know anything else he knew that daddy’s job required scary weapons, lots of blood, drugs, and death and that all terrified him.  When he denied his dad’s offer, Eze became infuriated by the thought of his own son ‘disrespecting his command.’ And that was the night, Chris explained, that his dad got extremely inebriated and nearly took his innocence while they were alone in the house together. He never told me exactly how he managed to get himself out of that situation and I didn’t push for him to elaborate… I figured it was a sensitive topic for him and I didn’t want to pressure him into divulging more details than necessary.  He said that once Ms. Joyce uprooted them from Tappahannock and moved them all to Richmond, he was left tainted with the memories from his hometown. I’d always wondered why the very first time I met him, he seemed so… weird. He was far from a typical nine-year-old boy in my eyes and that was all thanks to what they’d left behind in Tappahannock.  It didn’t even feel like we’d been lying in my hospital bed for more than three hours, but we’d done just that and I was quite surprised none of the nurses came in to remind Chris that visitors hours were over. He was currently laid up under me, revealing some of his deepest memories just to satisfy my curiosity. I told him that he didn’t have to bring up anymore of those painful topics, but he insisted he was tired of keeping the truth from me and that I needed to know everything there was to know about him… whether it hurt him to tell me or not.  “I never thought that nigga would show face again and I was completely content with that,” He explained, “I ain’t want him around my mama or my sister, so when he decided to commit all his fucking time to that bitch ass nigga Trey and his mom, I really couldn’t have been happier. Then one day, he randomly popped the fuck up in my life. He somehow managed to get ahold of my contact information and he called me, asking if I was ready to commit to the life I was destined to live. I told him to fuck off, but I never told him that I was already knee deep in it… doing shit my way without his guidance. I mean, he was never there for me… ever. I knew what he wanted more than anything was the bank I was bringing in.”  “I’d made a name for myself at a young age. I was the up and coming young’in in the game and I knew what the fuck I was doing and I was doing it all on my own. I was most notorious for my temper and everybody in the city knew not to fuck with me ‘cause I ain’t tolerate shit, even at the age of sixteen. I kept my shit in order, I was never big headed about it and I always took my job very serious. I guess Eze realized Trey wasn't making moves as quick as me and that’s why he showed up smack in the middle of my prime.”  “So, the day he popped up at mama’s house, I was beyond fucking furious. He’d already tried to get at me the night we went out for New Year’s Eve, but I wasn’t having it then and I let him know quick that he needed to back the fuck off and leave me to mines. He wouldn’t listen though… the nigga was adamant as fuck. He wanted an in with me and that was that. He got bold then and that’s why I was so pissed that day. I specifically told him to stay the fuck away from my family and to have him defy me as a man and step foot on my mother’s property… that was disrespectful beyond reason.”  “After that day, I guess Eze has just had it out for me. He couldn’t cope with the fact that his youngest son was living a life he could only dream of and because I’d gained so much more respect from some of the most notorious niggas out here, oh… Eze wasn’t having that. Now, I’m not tryna jump the gun here, but I’m almost positive that old ass nigga and his dumb ass son had a whole lot to do with my accident. They knew if they could take me out, they could claim my territory and they would be set.”  Closing my eyes and resting the palm of my right hand against his chest, I noted that the pace of his heartbeat was much quicker than usual. I rubbed my hand in a circular motion against his chest to soothe him and tilted my head back, opening my eyes to look up at him.  “Chris,” I whispered, prompting him to snap out of his sudden daze and glance down at me, “Can I ask you something?” “Anything babe.” He murmured. “Kin… where did that come from?” With a sigh, he slithered the hand he had resting against my side down and clutched tightly at my waist “It came about because of my temper. When I was like fourteen or fifteen, this black ass African guy I was working for at the time told me I was the fiercest seller he’d ever had. I remember him having a strong ass accent and he told me he was from Durban, South Africa. He said that in the part of the country he was from, the men were all known to be strong and brave warriors who feared no one and nothing, so that’s where Akin, or Kin, came from. It means warrior, hero, brave man… everything that he said I was.”  I snuggled my face as close to his hardened chest as I could and smiled… whoever that man was, he was definitely a smart man. Chris was every bit of the warrior that man said he was, plus more. Besides his charm, personality, and handsomely good looks… his protective and masculine nature was what drew me to him. He was such a strong young man who took nothing from no one and always knew what he wanted and exactly how to get it.  I honestly believed Chris and I were the epitome of ‘opposites attract.’. He’d always been such a tough guy, never afraid to face whatever daunting tasks were thrown at him no matter how difficult, and he was always willing to do whatever it took to get to the top. I, on the other hand, was a timid and reserved girl throughout my childhood and early teenage years. I was always so afraid to live life to the fullest like Chris and I never really held myself to high standards. I’d always been calm by nature, while Chris was like a raging tornado… he was a bottle of anger who, when triggered just the right way, could easily be your worst nightmare.  So many people have told me that I seem to be the only person who has the ability to gain any sort of control over Chris when his temper flares, but I would always relate it back to our contradicting attitudes… if you take a person who’s as bold, angry, and tough as Chris and mesh them together with someone as quiet, reserved, and gentle as I… the outcome is exactly what Chris and I have created. I’ve come to realize that we have a love-hate relationship. Some days, I will honestly despise the very ground that he walks on, but at the end of the day I still, and will always, love him unconditionally.  With a sudden thought flashing through my mind, my face immediately contorted into a frown and I pushed away from Chris’s chest, groaning softly as I did. He turned his head to look at me and before he could reach out and stop me from moving away from him, I gripped the side rail of my bed and maneuvered myself into a comfortable upright position on my knees beside him.  Licking my dry lips and tilting my head to one side, I stared at him with a frown that only continued to deepen the longer I stared “I want you to be honest…” “About what?” He asked as he too sat up in an upright position.  “All the stuff Trey said… about you not loving me or caring about me… is it true?” I asked calmly, though my heart raced a mile a minute. He almost immediately froze in place and stared at me, which worried me because I hadn’t expected him to react that way. He sighed deeply and dropped his head with a chuckle, running a hand over his tired face “No, it’s not true. Nothing he said was true… never has been and never will be. Lemme explain something to you…” He said, leaning forward with his feet flat against the surface of the bed and his knees bent, allowing his elbows to rest against them “I love you Sy’Diyah… more than life itself. Before you, I’m confident I ain’t know nothing about love. It goes so deep with you that I almost don’t know how I was surviving before I met you. It’s hard to explain… and it don’t really even make much sense, but I just know I can’t live without you. I know I can’t. That nigga Trey may have been interested in you, liked you, whatever… but from the moment I met you, it’s like you were it and I knew you were it. Almost like how those wolves found love in that Twilight movie. I felt like I imprinted on you and I just can’t be with anyone else. Like I told you before, even when you weren’t mine… you were mine and I wasn’t gonna let anyone else have you.”  “But why would he say all those things Chris? Why would he lie about something like that?” I could feel my throat and chest tightening and I knew it was only a matter of time before the waterworks began.  “Because he knew that this was exactly what would happen… you would doubt me. He found some type of twisted humor in coming between me and you because he knew you meant the world to me. Everything he said to you was like a last-ditch effort to keep you away from me. I had already made it loud and clear who you were and how much you meant to me… I even made it clear to Gabby.” I shut my eyes for a moment and released a deep sigh. Though he’d explained to me before that he’d made it known to Gabby how he felt about me, it was still weird to hear.  “Listen Hope,” He started, swiping his tongue out over his plump pink lips as his eyes penetrated me, “I know we young and I know there are people who think we just naive and caught up in some type of puppy love and we just lusting over each other. People think we don’t know what love is and that we just infatuated with the thought of a relationship or whatever. But if I don’t know nothing else, I know how I feel about you. I knew from the moment I met you and I know right now, in this very moment, that I love you and care about you more than the air that I breathe. I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life… ever. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that you were gonna be mine, no questions asked.” My focus remained on my twiddling thumbs as he professed his feelings for me and I couldn't control the smirk itching at my lips. Eventually I raised my gaze to meet his hazel eyed one in and I giggled softly. “You were just that confident that I would want to be with you, huh?” I muttered. He nodded quickly and returned the smile “Yep. I knew from the moment you damn near tripped over the steps on your aunt’s porch the very first time we met, when you caught me staring at you.” I couldn’t help but full out laugh as I thought back to the day we first met and the moment that I had indeed nearly fell flat on my face trying to stare right back at his handsome little face.  “But what I’m tryna say is, all that shit that nigga was talking… the bullshit lies he was throwing at you about me not caring about you… that was all his last attempt to salvage anything with you.” He explained with a sudden stone expression.  “His last attempt?” I repeated, searching for clarification. He cast his gaze off past my head and nodded with that same hard expression “Yeah… that jealous muhfucka almost took me out, but what shocked me was when I realized the bullet that hit me wasn’t even his. I almost went down without looking up to see who fired off at me, but I caught a glimpse… and it was Eze.” I held my breath and stared at him, waiting patiently for him to continue “I don’t know where he came from or how he even knew we were there, but he showed up and he was the last person I saw before I completely blacked out. I remember seeing him standing back behind Daynah in the shadows, but for some reason I guess I just thought I was imagining shit and didn’t even bother moving out the way when he raised his gun to me,” He paused for a moment and shook his head at the memory, “I was wearing my vest though, so I wasn’t concerned with him shooting me. He wasn’t aiming at me though… I swear it didn’t look like it. That nigga Trey was over by you and Jaylen ‘cause he tried to hop out the way after the shot was fired. The only thing I remember after that was everything going black, but I remember that I could still hear. I heard another gunshot, loud and clear… then a body hit the floor. When I finally opened my eyes, Trey was down and he wasn’t moving.” My gaze remained locked on my hands… I was too shocked to say anything. Chris didn’t bother to finish that half of the story and I didn’t wanna just assume he was saying that Eze shot Trey, but there was no other way around it and I didn't want to push him to tell me.  “But all that don’t even matter though. Wherever he is, dead, paralyzed, whatever… he’s not gonna fuck with you anymore, okay.” He assured me. I nodded as I took in the confidence lacing his words and crawled back over to him. He still had his feet planted flat on the surface of the bed with his legs parted, so I took the opportunity to move his arms away from his knees and I climbed right between his legs. I could see him smirking down at me as I gently pressed a hand against his chest, forcing him to lay back against the pillows so I could cuddle against him.  “And last but not least… please, please, please for the love of me… do not ever break up with me, whether it be because somebody threatened you to do it or just because you want to… just don’t. You would never understand what it felt like the day you walked in my house, told me that it was over, then walked out. You left with my heart in the palm of your hand that day and my soul floated right out the door behind you. I’ve never felt that type of pain in my life and I never, ever wanna feel it again.” He muttered as he slipped a hand through my wild hair and caressed my scalp. I smiled, snuggling my face as close as I could to his chest and tucked my hands beneath his shirt, resting them against his warm skin.  “I’m sorry,” I whispered as I massaged the tips of my fingers into his sides, “I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.” I could feel him puffing his chest out, pushing me forward a bit to get my attention. I tilted my head back and peered up at him as he gazed down at me lovingly “You know what I would call us?”  He continued to ease his fingers through my hair and I stared up at his perfectly chiseled face as I awaited his next statement “The black Romeo and Juliet. Only we gotta worry about everyone but our families tryna break us up.”  I stared at the handsome smirk on his face for a while then burst into a fit of giggles. I continued to laugh as I readjusted myself so that I was on my side, still lying on his chest with one hand beneath his shirt clutching at his side and the other directly over his heart.  “Well I love you, my Romeo.” I said. He chuckled softly and leaned forward to press his lips against my forehead “I love you too, Juliet.” 

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jase

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You had better skin out that carcab before the meat spoils What will it be, red meat lover? alligator repellent: Hunt and gather alligator repellent click here ok you push further into the swamp where the green gets darker and the bugs get bigger, fortunately you don't have anymore mishaps and soon the fan blades of a windmill come into view tallies here! round 2: 6 kills built in 1964, the Okeefenokee windmill ceased operating in 1983 because of a dip in Okeefenokee tourism fill out this bracket and post it on the challenge board! The door falls off its hinges as you give it a good swift kick It's current purpose is a landing spot for ronin-style assassination Take credit and move on You don't trust that Who knows what would happen to you if you allowed it inhabit your brain? Wait a minute! Those aren't paws print weaving back and forth in the dirt Those are human footprints!!! Quickly you spin around and find yourself face to face with a real-live honest to goodness Okee beanpod fairy thing explains, "Just sign here and you will be all set " Blindly you stab your quill at the clipboard What a naive sapsucker that alligator must think you are! All you can do now is pray You hope they choke on all that gator meat! Crossing paths with moon-folk tends to have that effect no pun intended throw out your dead cell phones, buy an Okee sackpurse or something 4 5 stars if 316 reviews Don't fall for that! This fairy is trying to make a fool out of you! This is super easy and shouldn't cost you a thin mint!!! You are about to be attack by the greatest predator the swamp has ever known: this lady!!! because the bean creatures camouflage abilities are incredibly strong The beanpod fairy can disappear into its surroundings with ease On top of being a master of camouflage, this creature can fly (although I don't know where it stored its wings since I chopped them off as soon as it was on the ground!) That's not all, the fairy has some sort of mind-bendy powers You won't be able to tell which human is the fairy in disguise!!!! (Except one just for fun I challenge you survivalist, go ahead kill fairy-folk! Do your worst, just because you killed the one alligator I was using for target practice doesn't make you great! It makes you a really bad aim If your as badass as everyone thinks you are why don't you go out and kill some fairy-folk? an old fairy tale they told me when I was a little boy My dad would always come home with a scary story about some bean fairy that was gonna get him if he wasn't good Now I live alone because my dad drank himself to death, mom left after arguing with him late one night About me Sometimes the fairy-folk take kids you know Grown up or little, it don't matter Even grown ups can be trusted as far as you can throw 'em! why Why did you get in the gators way It was just mouths to feed When I was little I wanted a thinner nose, thought it would help me blend in, but with loseing my hearing I realized how much opening my big mouth gets me in trouble so these days Who ever insulted You about your nose, well heres what ive got to say You have to agree, its a pretty big nose! its probobly blocking my vision entirely ma? pa? 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quora always recommends me narcissism-related posts so here’s a comprehensive/basically complete list that someone came up with to identify a narcissist. PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY. DONT RUIN YOUR LIFE - OR WASTE YEARS WITH THESE SCUM. 

Listen to your gut and your intuition. You’ll start to realize all the red flags. Something will feel off about this person…

They will never care about your feelings, opinions or desires. Sometimes they may act like they do, but they really really really don’t.

Everything is always about them. They are extremely selfish and think about themselves in every situation. To a narcissist, you are not seen as an individual, but as an object that can provide them things.

They will never compromise. You either like it or you don’t, it’s their way or no way!

They won’t congratulate you on your accomplishments - no matter how small or big.

They are parasites. They will use everything you can offer them - especially money, sex, food, driving your vehicle and shelter. You’ll end up paying for mostly everything, and they will hardly ever contribute anything. They will keep their money for themselves while gladly spending all of yours!

They are hot & cold. You end up feeling confused with their moods being constantly up and down.

In the beginning stages of your relationship, they’ll make you feel like you’re the center of their world. It seems like they make so much time to talk to you, and make you feel “special”. Then during devaluation, you will start to go days without hearing from them. They won’t respond to your messages, calls, or attempts to get together with them. They’ll make it seem like you’re smothering them, or annoying them and will call you too needy or clingy.

They’ll tell you all kinds of things to get you hooked under their charm. You will end up quickly becoming attached to them.

They will talk about their exes in a negative way. My ex narc referred to most of the women he’s been with as “bitches”.

They’ll make you feel bad for talking about the things that are upsetting you. You can forget about having healthy communication & working things out constructively.

They aren’t caring, or nurturing. They especially won’t be there for you if you are sick, or feeling hurt. They will actually abandon you during times when you need them the most.

They make all kinds of promises and will never follow through on a single one of them.

They have no goals, or ambition and don’t value hard work ethic. Instead they spend their days preying on others, and being low-life leeches. They have no shame in this! They have a “fake it until you make it” mentality.

They will isolate you from your family and friends, control who you talk to, but they get to socialize with whoever they want to without question!

They’ll ghost you and disappear randomly; leaving you all confused and distraught. This is one of their favourite games to play!

All of the “compliments” and “kindness” you saw in the beginning will stop once they realize they have you right where they want you; in love and head over heels for them. The idealization phase doesn’t last very long before you start to become devalued, criticized, constantly put-down and ignored.

They get bored very easily and live unpredictable lifestyles. Routines are not for them.

Huge procrastinators. They usually have many side projects going on, or have a hard time committing to jobs. If they end up keeping a steady job, it’s because they have a high status position, and consider themselves to be on top. However, many narcs are really lazy, and would prefer for their supplies to provide for them. Hence the parasitic type relationship!

Sexual addiction. Many are addicted to porn, and erotic lifestyles such as strippers, escorts/prostitutes, and they are extremely promiscuous. Women/Men are merely viewed as objects. I would highly recommend never having unprotected sex with them, and if you do then get yourself checked for sexually transmitted infections and diseases.

They will openly flirt with people in front of you to make you upset and get a reaction out of you. This includes friends, family of yours, co-workers, neighbours, complete strangers, or anyone they find attractive. Then they will call you jealous, controlling, or crazy if you say anything about it.

Cheaters!! They are always cheating. They will admit to cheating on past relationships, and may even tell you that they will cheat no matter who they’re with and that it comes with the package. They’ll even sleep with your friends or family! Everyone is fair game to them.

Drug/Alcohol addiction. Many narcissists will abuse substances in excess to mask their deep internal suffering.

They have no moral compass! They will behave in ways that most people would find abhorrent.

They’ll act nice in front of others & be fakely kind to people in your presence, but treat you like garbage behind the scenes where nobody sees.

Insecure, but will act overly confident. Almost cocky like their better than everyone.

They will rarely if ever apologize to you or take accountability for anything, and if and when they do, expect it to be really insincere.

They will tell you about their abusive childhood to justify their behaviour. They do this so you will empathize with them, but they have absolutely zero empathy for anyone else.

They will lie about anything, and keep things from you.

They don’t like to share. They have the mentality “What’s mine is mine, what’s yours is mine.”

They won’t make you feel appreciated on special occasions such as holidays, and birthdays. They don’t care about these things.

They expect you to be submissive, and complacent. If you decide to speak your mind and stand up for yourself, you’ll be met with rage, or even get discarded if you hit their ego.

They are very immature! It’s like they still haven’t grown up.

Mentally, physically, sexually and financially abusive. They may call you degrading insults in arguments, subtly put you down or humiliate you in front of others, they may act out aggressively against you or violently, they will take your money that you work hard for and try to control you, and they can also become sexually abusive by forcing you to have sex when you don’t want to or make you engage in acts that you normally wouldn’t.

They have no regard for the law or rules, and live reckless lifestyles. They know right from wrong, but don’t care to live by societal standards. Many end up breaking the law, and getting arrested.

You’ll begin to realize you’re just a puppet on their strings. They call allthe shots!

You’re constantly walking on eggshells trying to please them, but nothing will ever be good enough. Damned if you do, and damned if you don’t.

Triangulation - they will somehow manage to compare you to their exes, or make you constantly wonder if there is another person in their lives - which in narc world, there is ALWAYS another supply. Whether you’re primary, secondary, side piece used for sex, or “just a friend”; trust me, there is always someone else!

They will cut off anyone, and only keep people around that serve their lifestyle. Most of their “friends” are people that they can use, or just go out and party with.

Pay close attention to how they talk about others, they rarely have anything compassionate or positive to say about anyone.

You feel like you’re being constantly devalued and left feeling confused about where this nice charming person went that existed during the lovebombing phase. It was really just an act! The dark demonic force you are starting to see is their true self. They can’t mask it for very long.

They can dish it out but can’t take it back! They have no problem calling anyone out on things that don’t fit their narrative, but the second you even mention anything about them (even if it’s warranted and truthful), all Hell breaks loose!

You’ll begin to realize you’re the only one making true sincere effort to make things work. All they do is take, take, take and serve you tiny little crumbs to string you along while they look for their next target.

They use social media as their predatory playground to check up on their supplies, and hunt for new ones. If you have a lazy narc, then they’ll just recycle through one of the sources that still believes all the shit they serve.

Master manipulators! They know all the right things to say to win you over. They get to know their victims very well like your strengths, weaknesses, insecurities, and vulnerabilities. They will use this all against you in their favour.

They aren’t into true intimacy or affection, especially in public. After the idealization phase wears off, they will not put any ounce of effort into taking you out on dates, being affectionate, or even doing basic things like holding your hand. They will turn completely cold and become withdrawn; especially after sex.

You’ll basically start to feel like nothing you do is appreciated - because to them, it isn’t! You’ll be lucky if you even get a simple thank you for the nice things you do.

It won’t matter how nice of a person you are, you’ll eventually be discarded in the worst possible way ever and they’ll coldly move on as if you never existed. You’ll be left devastated trying to make sense of everything that has happened. To them, everyone is a means to an end!

Bottom line is not every narcissist is the same; some are more malignant and overt while others are covert, but they all share similar traits and usually follow the same relationship pattern with everyone - idealize, devalue and discard. You will never feel truly happy in the relationship, because it’s not a parternship. It’s a toxic one-sided, abusive, selfish dictatorship that makes you feel objectified, used, confused, unloved, and insecure.