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zvdvdlvr · 2 years

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fluff alphabet

( dallas winston )

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-warnings: sexual references, (mention of) smoking/getting high

-pairing: dallas winston x gn!reader

-reading time: 8-10 minutes ish

-reader's pronouns: unmentioned (lmk if i need to edit)

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

honestly he loves your temper. he loves your possessiveness. dallas loves your fighting spirit. dallas fucking winston admires your anger

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

he loves your pretty lips. he loves to watch them wrap around a cigarette, blunt, and maybe something else...

dallas is a sucker for watching you argue with someone. he loves that you'll argue for him when he's not there, how you'll defend him even when he has all of his morals fucked up, and he especially likes it when you argue with him

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

damn ok so i love the idea that dally always lets you snuggle into his arm while he does whatever. if its smoking, drinking, laughing, talking

either way, dally loves when you're asleep and you're both on someone's couch or whatever and you have your arm draped over him and your leg is thrown over his idfk. dallas just loves you & him

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

him + you + cruising on some back road + getting high

dally has a thing for falling asleep with you while looking at the stars in his car

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

by looking at you and hoping you know whatever the fuck is going on by his facial expression

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

no. i really dont think our very own dallas winston has it in him to sit still for very long. that and dally isn't really a fan of kids

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

dallas showers you in cigarettes, joints, and car rides. dally doesn't have much money, and when he does, he spends that on buying gas for his car, but he saves up for your birthday

for the record, you're the only one allowed to drive his car

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

anytime you're together. dally isnt afraid to show you off if thats a worry of yours, and the gang finds it digestingly cute

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

absolutely pissed. he would go bat shit crazy on the person that hurt you (if someone hurt you) and would be listening to your every beck and call

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

dally isn't much of a prankster, but he jokes a lot. if he can't get a laugh out of you, he'll make daces at you to get you to smile (its so sweet thinking about it)

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

passionately, roughly, and full of emotion. theres so much that you've gone through with dally that he cant and wont fully express what that means ro him, so he makes his kisses meaningful

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

by looking out for you when possible. dally isnt as affectionate as he wished he could be, but will always try to be there for you, whether hes good at comforting you or cheering you on or not

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

either when you made out the first time or the first time he fell asleep

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

regarding you: turning your back on him

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

dallas plays with your fingers when hes nervous. only you know because you can feel how clammy his hands are and who would ever question if dallas winston ever got got nervous?

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

doll, baby, my girl, my boy

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

cruising while smoking with you

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

-young by vacations

-tonight you belong to me by patience & prudence

-garden by pearl jam

-santa monica by THEORY

(idk abt this but whatever)

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

honestly depends on the situmatation

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

it took dally two years to convince you his flirtations and advances weren't bogus

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

Dallas himself has Red Rage. dallas gets defiant and sometimes loud and 18392829 times more reckless, and it takes you a while to get through to him

when you're upset (crying), he will be there to comfort you the best he can. if you're upset (fury), then darry will try to keep you from doing something illegal and will keep you from getting hurt, but will let you do something impulsive if you're absolutely sure thats what you wanna do

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

he's proud that he finally 'caught a good one' in johnny's words. he'll take you everywhere and anywhere you wanna go, especially if its with him. if it's a fight, dally will make sure you're safe and if the fuzz pull up, he'll make sure you escape before people get thrown into cars and into the cooler

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

the thought of you fighting is hot as hell to dally. he'll 100% fight with/for you if you just said the word. fighting with dally would definitely taking a few hits for him and keeping him on his feet

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

depends on how far into the relationship you are. dally's pretty clueless for a while, but will easily pick up on what makes you tick and how to comfort you

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

by asking you when high or half asleep or both. it'd be asked as an idea, with or without your parents permission

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

smoking, driving, you, and johnny.

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catofadifferentcolor · 1 year

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Terrible Fic Ideas #28: Percy Jackson, but make it upgraded

As anyone can tell you, the more I love something, the more hypercritical I become of its problems. And while I love PJO and the entire crazy world Rick Riordan created, it is not designed for someone whose idea of a good time is picking out contradictions and logical fallacies in everything they encounter.

So I asked myself: what would it take to have a PJO that works for me on all levels?

Just bear with me:

My biggest problem with PJO is Camp Half-Blood, especially in light of HOO's New Rome, so about half my problems here involve upgrading the Camp to a small city (called New Athens, probably). It's still small and quaint compared to New Rome, but it houses more than a handful of kids year-round. Population of 500 demigods max, most of them under the age of 21 and most of the rest either camp councilors, administration for the strawberry farm, or elderly demigods who can no longer fight monsters on their own.

More than that, I want New Athens to be a little more, well, Greek. Yes, Olympus is in NYC, but all the signposts should be in Ancient Greek, and the town should be arranged like an Ancient Greek polis - temples, agora, theaters, the works. There should be temples and altars to each of the major gods at the very least, with the heads of each cabin serving as priests for their divine parents (very much a part-time role, even in ancient Greece).

Instead of cabins, the children of each god have little compounds set somewhat apart from each other, so that it is possible - if somewhat difficult - to spend all one's time only with one's siblings. There's a greater delineation of duties amongst the cabins, but in a less stereotypical manner than Rick fell back on in the earlier books. Poseidon's compound, for instance, is responsible for guarding New Athen's coasts and maintaining its small navy; Demeter's compound grows the food and maintains the weaponized plants; Hermes' kids manage the agora and make supply runs into human towns when necessary; Aphrodite's kids help Hephaestus' clothe and arm the camp, &c.

My other major issue is the very uneven distribution of powers among the cabins. Percy gets all the powers, which works if you assume he's destined for godhood, but other kids seem to get none at all. The powers the demigods get here should still be wildly uneven, but there should be a baseline for each - something passive, like the ability to talk to their parent's sacred animal, or being able to make really good jam (Demeter) or haggle with merchants (Hermes) or see in the dark (minor chthonic gods) - and more attention given to the less well-known domains of the gods. Some Hermes' kids are really good shepherds; at least two of Apollo's kids can turn into wolves, and there's always one who seems to have adopted some of their aunt's roles and serves as Artemis' priest in New Athens; &c.

There should also be more recognized children of minor gods. Not many, and they don't have their own cabins, but they do share compounds with the children of the gods their parents are associated with. This should be a point of contention, especially in cases where there are more children of minor gods than the god in question, and several have left the camp rather than be treated like servants by less decent cabin heads.

There should also be some legacies - not many, but a few, and most of those are second-generation children of other gods. Things like, IDK, a daughter of Apollo who's also a granddaughter of Ares, or a grandson of Hermes who's also the son of a wood nymph; or the rare kid who has two demigod parents. All of Dionysus' kids during this time period should be legacies, given he's largely stuck at New Athens.

All that being said, I imagine the books themselves going in much the same way, with some minor changes:

When Percy comes to camp in TLT, yes, he's Poseidon's only demigod child, but Poseidon's compound is not empty. A handful of water nymphs live there and one or two children of minor water gods - maybe a nephew in a son of Triton, maybe a daughter of Thetis who makes a big deal her half-brother was Achilles. Regardless of the details, Percy being Poseidon's son automatically places him in charge over the older, more experienced demigods and this is a source of contention for quite a while until Percy wins them over.

Annabeth is still Annabeth, but with more adults in camp she was better supervised and not able to do things like, oh, learn the wording of a Great Prophesy and spend her time trying to find The One. (She's still rough around the edges, but she's allowed to mature over the course of the story in a way I don't feel her character was able to in the books.)

There is no Percy/Annabeth romance.

There is, however, more flushing out of the minor characters, some of whom replace Annabeth and/or Grover on Percy's later quests. SoM should be an all water demigod quest given its title, and TTC should be an all female quest with at two Hunters, a daughter of Apollo, and Thalia - and Percy following behind for half the journey.

Percy also spends more time at New Athens - he draws in far too many monsters to be allowed to leave. He either spends weekends visiting his mom in NYC or she's one of the rare humans allowed to visit New Athens often. Maybe Sally can even be the grandchild of a minor god whose demigod parent left New Athens rather than be treated badly by the children of major gods.

I've been a fan of Percy/Apollo ever since stumbling across lorixjake's Reading Percy Jackson fic, so I'd like to shoehorn that into here, but it's not a requirement - though Percy interacting with all the gods (and befriending most) is. Once he's old enough, many of these interactions should turn into blatant flirting, some more welcome than others, because there's nothing gods find so attractive as power.

Lastly, when Zeus offers Percy immortality and Percy goes, "you know, I think I'd rather have you treat your children and the minor gods better instead," Zeus says, "No, you are too dangerous to leave mortal. You must ascend." And so Percy becomes a minor god at the end of PJO rather against his will and spends the rest of eternity badgering Zeus and the others into treating their children and the minor gods better anyway, which probably works out for the better considering the events of HOO.

That's all I really have. I do like PJO, but what I really want is expansion of the early world-building and greater acknowledgment of the darker aspects of the Greek gods than would be appropriate for the age level the books were intended for. As always, feel free to adopt the plot bunny, just link back if you ever do anything with it.

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#fic ideas #plot bunny #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #rick riordan #heroes of olympus #hoo #trials of apollo #toa #camp half blood #camp jupiter

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straw-beret · 8 months

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what's up with the pacman machine in the link click opening?

well friends, I'm about to cobble together some information that is so irrelevant to the main plot!!

(also: i came up with this theory prior to episode 11 coming out, but when it did, it only really solidified it for me).

more under the cut :) and spoilers for the most recent episode of link click (episode 11 season 2)

if you know me from my most recent link click post, you'll know i am unnaturally obsessed with the claw machines of the season 2 opening.

But wait, what's that third machine in the middle? The yellow-ish one that's sort of dimly lit?

it's a fucking pacman arcade machine.

a pacman arcade machine that doesn't appear in the show itself.

being me, i had to go on the most unnecessary deep dive into what the hell the relevancy of this pacman machine could be. it's jammed between two of the claw machines in the intro but mysteriously absent in the episode itself. and while i don't have an explanation for THAT (if anyone has an idea, pls lmk!!), i do have some info on the game.

when you start up a game of pacman, this is the general visual you're going to get:

In my opinion, the most important thing to note is the colours of the ghosts. Notice we've got three in that box: blue, pink, and orange. And outside we have red. Do these colours happen to remind you of anything— or rather, anyone?

that's right. the link clickers are the ghosts in Pacman.

All jokes aside, I do think there's at least a bit of merit in this observation. Because red— i.e. qiao ling, is isolated from the power users.

(pink could be either of the Li twins, for convenience's sake i'm just going to assume it's Tianxi for one bit of speculation i'll explain later).

Why isolate one of the three original mains from the other two, and instead have a new character take her place?

Because, as I speculated before in my claw machine theory, qiao ling is not safe!!! in both the claw machines and Pacman, the symbol/motif associated with Qiao Ling has been positioned on the outside of the box.

Now, a character being in the box doesn't guarantee safety, you'll know this especially if you've seen the most recent ep (s2e11) and the trailer for ep12. However, it does provide something of a line of defence— i.e. the box is sort of a symbol for the fact that CXS, LG and LTX are power users.

Qiao Ling was the very first person to get possessed by red eyes, she is the most 'vulnerable' of the OG 3 in that sense. aside from her martial arts realness, she can't defend herself on a supernatural level. she no way of teleporting out of a fight like CXS or seeing into the future to predict her opponent's moves like LG could.

qiao ling, as a normie, is isolated from the power users and thus more at risk to being harmed by the enemy. For the ghosts, it's Pacman, and for the link clickers, it's this motherfucker:

crustlord of the century Qian Jin.

I think pacman is supposed to symbolise him on account of 1. the yellow eyes and 2. the fact that he's out to get basically every single one of the ghosts:

CXS

LTX

Hence why this theory works a lot better with LTX as the pink ghost instead of LTC— Tianxi betrayed QJ, and the one thing he hates most is betrayal.

I feel as though the AI patterns of the Pacman ghosts sort of align with this too:

"Each of the four ghosts has their own unique artificial intelligence (A.I.), or "personality": Blinky (Red) gives direct chase to Pac-Man; Pinky (pink) and Inky (blue) try to position themselves in front of Pac-Man, usually by cornering him; and Clyde (orange) will switch between chasing Pac-Man and fleeing from him"

"Each ghost's name gives a hint to its strategy for tracking down Pac-Man: Blinky always chases Pac-Man, Pinky tries to get ahead of him, Inky uses a more complicated strategy to zero in on him, and Clyde alternates between chasing him and running away."

^^ those two quotes are from the Pacman wikipedia page, a robust source indeed. in the first quote I put the colours of the ghosts in bold and by their proper names for reference.

If we assume Pacman is QJ and Red ghost is QL, and we remember how she bitch slapped QJ in episode 3 season 2:

I'd say that at the very least the AI behaviour + QL's actions are somewhat correlated. And i'd say that the AI behaviour of the other ghosts lines up with their respective characters, LG being strategic and CXS being a bit more chaotic in his approach. As for Xixi, well, we kind of haven't seen enough of her to say.

but "via," i hear you say, "Li Tianxi got fucking murk'd in episode 11, AND she's the one with red eyes! why isn't she the red ghost, and not qiao ling?"

I see you and I hear you. Both QL and LTX have associations with both red and pink, and in fact upon first coming up with this theory i thought LTX was the red ghost as well. But considering the placement of the Pacman machine (between the claw machines+around the rabbits, see my previous post for details on the stuffed rabbits and their relevancy) as well as official art and in-show costuming, I figured that it made more narrative sense (and theory sense) for QL to be the red ghost. Plus she's just more heavily associated with red than either of the Li twins, who are costumed in more light pastels

for reference, I put TC both in and out of drag above^^ and in his xixi cosplay, he wears almost entirely pink.

back to the theory. Qiao Ling's ghost is on the outside; and the stuffed rabbits that I'm almost positive symbolise her are piled on the outside of the claw machines. Surely this isn't a coincidence, right?

this all comes back to my theory that Qiao Ling, as the outsider of the group, the only one without powers, and the last to be informed of all the supernatural happenings, is going to meet a certain fate either by the end of s2 or around the start of s3. And I think the show has tried to set it up from the start.

Although Qiao Ling didn't become incredibly plot significant until I'd say about halfway through S1, we saw a few glimpses of her that were framed to highlight her vulnerability. Off the top of my head, I can definitely think of the horror-movie esque way s1e3 opened, where a strange man, later revealed to be Chen Xiao, approaches her from behind after appearing in a dark alley. Plus there is of course, her possession by LTC in s1e11. So from the get-go, she is framed as the odd one out of the main 3, and the most at risk.

then we get to the intro of s2, with the stuffed rabbits and the pacman machine, and it starts to come together, as stupid as that may sound. the writers are foreshadowing that something is gonna happen to Qiao Ling, and given the way everything connects, I'm of the opinion it could be death, or possibly grave injury.

that's all i've really got to say! curious as to what others might think of this, because it's all founded on the colours of a fckin Pacman game lol.

having seen the e12 trailer for s2 and qiao ling looking like she was gaining a power, I wonder how the finale is going to play out and if it will fit with the visuals and symbolism in the intro. oh well, we'll see!

also good LORD these posts take a long time to make!! let me know what you think, and also if you've got any clue as to why the Pacman machine appears in the intro but not the episode. Maybe IP reasons, although i don't see why they'd end up including it at all in the intro if copyright or IP was a concern. anyways, that's all!

#link click #shiguang dailiren #shiguang daili ren #link click season 2 #link click theory #link click s2 #qiao ling #lu guang #cheng xiaoshi #时光代理人 #link click spoilers #sgdlr spoilers #theory #speculation

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onedismay · 3 months

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Mass Effect Tag Game

Stole this thing from @messydiabolical. :)c Anyone is welcome to steal it from me as well!

I am a fan since: Forgot what year it was but I remember ME2 had already been out for a while before I bought ME1. But I caught up quickly and got to experience the release of the Arrival DLC in real time. :D

Favourite game of the series?: It's hard to pick between 1 and 2, but I'll say 2 because the concept of loyalty missions is MY JAM. Also ME2 is my favorite graphics-wise, it's got that high contrast I love so much. (hate the simplified skill trees though)

MShep or FShep?: Most of my Sheps are fSheps because the character creator for mSheps isn't versatile enough for me. :( Where's the long hair! Let me look impractical!

Earthborn, Colonist or Spacer?: I might slightly prefer Earthborn. I enjoy playing characters who've had a rough start in life and made some bad decisions, but grew up to become decent people anyway.

Biotics or Tech: Can't pick, I like variety!

Paragon or Renegade: peace for everybody in the galaxy :') But I reeeaally love the Renegade eyes so I do have some mean Sheps as well.

Favourite Class: I used to main the Infiltrator class but in my most recent run I really enjoyed the Adept. Hard to pick a favorite but I do know my favorite class is NOT the Sentinel, it always feels clunky to me somehow.

Favourite Companion: Tali or Javik. Kaidan and Thane are nearby too. Tali's character development feels very natural and wonderful to me on every playthrough and I always love to see it. Javik is a fave because he's haunted and completely alone and that combo always hooks me like, I MUST see to it that this sad man has at least one nice thing in his life.

Least favourite Companion: It's the writers' fault but Liara. It gets really old when the same companion treats you like her love interest in all 3 games no matter what. I haaaate forced hugs in roleplaying games, don't put me through that, it'll ruin the character for me.

My squad selection: In my most recent playthrough it was unsurprisingly Javik and Tali. But I also ran with Vega quite often in the early game and I kinda missed him in the end game, haha.

Favourite In-game romance: Kaidan, especially with mShep because I really enjoy a slow burn of several years. 🔥

Other pairings I like: I am motioning at my blog and presenting to you Tazzik and the Shadow Broker...... no i don't have anything else to offer at this time

Favourite NPC: I like all these shady-ass salarians like Anoleis and Jaroth and Maelon and Linron (yes) (no i'm not defending her, i just find mean characters interesting sometimes) and Chorban and probably others. Valern isn't all that shady but still a fave. Charn! And Balak, I always look forward to finding out how my Shepard reacts to him. Zaal'Koris vas Qwib-Qwib I always loved you and I knew you were the best admiral before ME3 ever happened

Favourite Antagonist: the Shadow Broker, I was so into the mystery in ME1 and man I was not disappointed when we got the reveal. I would have loved to learn more about his early life.

Favourite Mission: ME2's Suicide Mission because I lovvve how it's a culmination of all your previous actions. It felt really scary and chaotic on my first playthrough and like anything could happen. Now I know all the mechanics so nothing surprises me, but I still look forward to seeing every little detail play out.

Favourite Loyalty Mission: Tali. Also Mordin. And Samara, ugghhh I love Omega and I love playing bait uwu

Favourite DLC: Hmmm I love about half of LotSB very much but I might like Bring Down the Sky more as a whole? The mood is great, it's not super long, and nothing about it annoys me. :D I've only played the Leviathan DLC once so far so I'm not confident enough to call it a fave yet but I liked it a lot, too.

Control, Synthesis or Destroy: I just wanted an ending where we finally talk the Reapers down and they go "yeah u right actually, let's not fight anymore. :( handshake?". All this star child borderline magic stuff is kinda goofy to me. I've picked Destroy almost every time tho.

Favourite Weapon: Recently enjoyed the Blood Pack Executioner... Historically I've probably used the Widow the most. Also I LOVE the way the Revenant looks but I can't stand using it myself lmao. My hand hurts just thinking about it.

Favourite Place: nnnoooo there's so many good places. I adore the Shadow Broker's ship, first of all. Such a cool concept. Noveria for the snow and miserable people. Feels like home. I loved visiting the Migrant Fleet! But my absolute favorite place is probably Omega because it's so rough yet there's still a weird sense of community.

A quote I like: The first that came to mind is "I have a home." Idk, I don't really remember quotes unless they're repeated over and over and by that point I start hating them.

#mass effect

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gordonthesquid · 1 year

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The Turkey Hat

“It’s 20°C on the Island today, what is wrong with you?” Scott frowns at me from the kitchen table, and I flash him a wide smile as I slide in beside Alan, who’s deep in a game on his tablet. I lean over to check his score, otherwise ignoring Scott to really let my morning attire sink in. “Nevermind, don’t answer that,” he rolls his eyes.

Our older brother never seems to realize that his reactions are a prime example of why I do what I do. I wouldn’t be Gordon Tracy if I didn’t keep people on their toes. My brothers should know by now to expect the unexpected. He’s stopped eating his toast in favor of staring at the eyes sewed onto my hat, intentionally misaligned because truthfully, have you seen a turkey? Outside the dinner spread, their eyes are widely spaced and they walk so clumsily, it’s easy to assume turkeys are dumb as a doornail. Especially when they stare for seconds at a time up at the sky in the rain because their eyes can’t focus on the raindrops.

True fact.

“What’s wrong with you?” I shoot back at him. “You’re eating breakfast on Thanksgiving.” The large turkey has already made its way into our oven, sending the aroma of the roast past the pool and into the Island proper.

“You really shouldn’t skip meals, Gordon.” He pointedly takes a large bite of his toast and jam.

I shrug. “It makes the feast taste better.” He’ll feel silly when he’s full later and I’m the one still working on dessert.

A flow of chimes from Alan’s tablet signals that he’s made it on to the next dungeon, and in the brief moment between levels, he glances up to see what the discussion is all about. “Yeah, I am with Scott. You look ridiculous.”

“So,” a warm laugh comes from the doorway. “How’s that different from any other day?”

Virgil grins tiredly at me and detours on his way to the coffee maker to ruffle my hair. As the top of my head is currently blocked by the stitches on my hat, he instead wiggles the spirals at the top of my head that are supposed to represent turkey feathers. I try to duck out of it since I just spent a stupid amount of time last night sewing them in. Virgil should know better. So rude.

“Yeah, ridiculous is not the problem. I want to know why you thought it would be a good idea to wear a beanie when it’s almost summer. In the tropics. Are those earflaps, what do you even need earflaps for?”

“Aesthetic, obviously. Virgil knows.”

Behind the counter, preparing his coffee, Virgil says, “Uh-uh, leave me out of it.”

What a traitor. He walks around in flannel all day, and he doesn’t get the amount of flak I’m getting. Plus, all of this is his fault anyway for teaching me yarn crafts in the first place.

It was a ‘why not’ hat, but I also wouldn’t have slaved over it if I wasn’t excited for the holiday, for John coming home in a few hours and for alerts to be turned towards the GDF, for the array of foods to be displayed across our table. It’s still an important holiday for us, half a world away from where it’s celebrated, and in the wrong season, under a different sky.

Thanksgiving is a complex holiday with a dark history. I grew up knowing it, mostly because growing up with Johnny as your sibling means not getting a choice in the matter. He valued transparency in that sort of thing, so even before I was old enough to probably “get” it he’d shared what the colonists actually brought with them to the New World and how they treated the Native Americans already with their homes built upon the soil.

But I like Thanksgiving. I always have, because it was always more for me than its roots. The history that matters is the one that we built together - us and our family. And so Thanksgiving is cranberry sauce, and Grandpa carving the turkey with the electric knife. The smell of pies baking in the oven, and us kids fighting over the wishbone at the end of the night. Heated discussions over the value of inners versus outers, flaky biscuits or regular, dark meat or light, apple pie or pumpkin.

And every year we’d go around the table before our meal to say something we were thankful for, a tradition that continues to this day.

For me, the true test of a tradition is whether it’s broken by the winds of change and whether it can shift with them. The first year after Grandpa died, I remember Dad trembling as he carved the turkey, but he still picked up the knife. And the year after we lost Mom, Virgil and John teamed up to make all the pies as she would, reading from her recipe book. After my accident, Scott and I split the wishbone, and when he won the larger piece, he leaned across the table towards my hoverchair to brush the hair off of my forehead and told me not to worry, that his wish was the same as mine.

And I still know John’s arguments towards outers, the dressing that’s made from the same ingredients as stuffing but is cooked in a casserole dish, as well as Virgil's arguments in favor of the inners, the stuffing cooked inside the bird itself. Scott favors white meat, Alan dark, and everyone’s wrong about pies because the best Thanksgiving dessert is actually pumpkin rolls.

Those moments matter.

To me. To us.

Virgil drowsily sits beside me while drowning himself in his cup, and Alan’s already moved on to level 10, and Scott has scooched away from the table to check on the turkey he had to put on early in order for it to be ready by dinner, and John has checked in, barely batting an eyelash at the turkey on my head.

“For the record, it’s 20 degrees in the states too,” I retort while the activity continues around me.

“Yeah. Fahrenheit, you monster.” Scott throws a kitchen towel at me. “It makes sense there.”

I catch the towel and crumple it to throw it right back. “Well if you want me to make sense,” I say, enunciating every word. “I can’t just quit cold-turkey.”

The chorus of groans is music to my ears.

“Out, get out of my kitchen.”

***** (The US’ Thanksgiving Day is the 4th Thursday in November, this year it’s on the 24th, and I am sure a good number of us are already trying to calculate/solidify where we are going, who’s going to be there, how large a turkey we need, when it needs to defrost, how many hours it needs to cook, what other items need to be made for the more picky eaters in the fam, what sides to make... it goes on. :D. Happy Thanksgiving/Friendsgiving/Dinner/ to my US friends who celebrate, and to everyone else, know that I am thankful for you)

#gordon tracy rp #gordonthesquidfic

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approximately12lbs-of-ducks · 1 year

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9,321 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@stillebesat

@jubiveeline

@rozugold

@sporesgalaxy

@jam-rebagels

I tagged 392 of my posts in 2022

#stranger things spoilers - 46 posts

#reed’s rants - 40 posts

#the ducks quacked about something - 38 posts

#a question!! :o - 14 posts

#reed’s shennanigans - 12 posts

#danny phantom - 3 posts

#yes - 3 posts

#green - 3 posts

#black - 2 posts

#blue - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#the way dodie says ‘i can finally see you’re as fucked up as me’ vs wilbur’s ‘shout at the walls cause the walls don’t fucking love you’

My Top Posts in 2022:

Thinking about the way people say fuck. Like a gentle admittance. Like something tasting bitter. Something meant to punch. Something with reverence, like a prayer. Something with laugher still curling around it. Like a promise

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I’m tired of being the weird kid. I’m tired of being your oddity to ogle at in the circus. I just want to be equal to the rest of you when I’m talking to you for once. I want to belong when I’m in your company. But maybe that’s on me. Maybe I need to stop trying to fit myself in with the audience when I’m the one on stage.

14 notes - Posted January 20, 2022

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25 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

By the way if anyone wants the events of c!Tommy’s exile arc on the dsmp. I am making a Comprehensive list of everything that went down (specifically related to Tommy’s mentality and how it shifts from beginning to end, and the specifics of Dream’s abuse) so if anyone wants me to make it a public document for reference just hmu (Edit: it is now public! Link in the notes :])

27 notes - Posted July 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

*grabby hands* Danny Jason QPR gimme

AHA I wasn’t gonna write a fic but I also keep thinking about this every day so maybe I will lol. Premise of the story is they both have poisoned ectoplasm (no way they both have poisoned ectoplasm).

Danny (17) escapes the GIW who had captured him and were experimenting on him. One of the experiments was injecting him with a poison that feeds off ectoplasm (unknowingly). Danny escapes and runs around for a bit before settling in Gotham because he figures that the Bats won’t stand for a random group like the GIW coming into Gotham and being their destructive and unsubtle selves. He encounters Jason a couple times and they can Sense Eachother, usual dpxdc stuff. Eventually Danny saves Jason in a fight cause this is Ghost King AU and Jason is kinda Danny’s subject, and Danny obsession (which is again standard ‘protection’ vibes) extends to him because of that, so when Jason is about to get hurt, Danny is compelled to save him. N e ways Danny and Jason start interacting and hanging out more and eventually it progresses into a QPR. The poison in Danny’s system keeps getting worse until he caves and lets the Bats treat him - something he held out against for a long time b/c of his paranoia and trauma around medical stuff thanks to the GIW. He gets better n returns to Amity but visits Gotham frequently to see his partner and new friends.

I have a lot of other stuff bouncing around in my head too lol, Danny has very complicated feelings about not wanting Jason to get hurt and not wanting to hurt him, especially related to his poisoning, which I go feral over (It’s a two way street Jason feels the same way). Also have a whole subplot with Constantine and Danny and them confiscating books or things that tell how to summon Danny so the GIW can’t get their hands on kt. Tucker comes in near the end. I have lots of thoughts about how stressed Danny would be not being able to get back to the Ghost Zone to manage his responsibilities as it’s ruler. Also lots of thoughts on both Jason and Danny’s backstories (DC stands for disregard canon). I have a lot of thoughts about it all and about Jason and Danny maybe I should just write a fic. If u want me to elaborate on anything just send an ask I can talk about this all day lol!

Oh also I have Jason as 19 and Danny turns 18 in the fic (which definitely isn’t hard for him or for his friends and family back home who he hasn’t been able to contact)

102 notes - Posted November 25, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #NOT MY ANGSTY i’m Weird POST BEING IN MY TOP 5 LMFAOOOO #this year rly was my year of being unabashedly cringe #first mask as my top song and now this #i love it #the ducks quacked about something

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bakersstreetirregulars · 2 years

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Meet Rebel Cookie

⚙️ Down again?! Something’s gotta be jamming this router, but what?!

🍙 Problems arise?

⚙️ Who the heck are you? And how did you get in here?! I had the door locked and everything!

🍙 You haven’t heard of me before? I’m Rebel Cookie. I steal from the greedy and give to the poor!

⚙️ Everything else in here is just a boring news studio. There’s nothing else here to steal from unless you cleaned out Roguefort’s jewel collection.

🍙 That’s exactly what I came for: to return them all to where they belong!

⚙️ Sure, sure. None of us was gonna spend them anyway except for Roguefort themselves. Now leave me alone!

🍙 Something else wrong?

⚙️ DUH! Our main internet router’s missing the wave stabilizer! We can’t do anything major as a news studio if that part is missing! I call sabotage!

🍙 Sabotaging your internet, hm? Must be something wicked that someone unseen pulled off, but is it not a luxury of the rich to have internet?

⚙️ In this age?! Nuh-uh! Almost everyone in anywhere developed has it! It’s practically everywhere, and our’s is being hijacked on and off because someone snatched that stabilizer!

🍙 I see. Something robbing you of an everyday commodity. Allow me to find that missing part to help restore your stolen connection to continue spreading the fair word. I will try to be quick with it, but I will definitely return before three full moons have passed. Before I depart, however, I will spread the word of my presence for the sake of every Cookie.

⚙️ Sure. The setup’s right there. Just do it and leave me to get something to work in here.

The Context/Editor’s Update: Still haven’t been able to get the internet fixed on my end yet, but the signal I am getting has its points where I can safely get on and do stuff for the blog. If I can’t get this public wifi to cooperate further, I’m gonna have to eighty-six the coverage of every other real-time CR event until mid-December. I can still do coverage of literally everything else when I’m not working, but not that. Anyways, back to what this post is ACTUALLY supposed to be about: introducing Rebel Cookie.

🍙 Hello viewers! This is Rebel Cookie, making myself known to everyone and all for an immediate introduction before this goes on any further delays, especially for those that have seen me during the LINE days. Plenty of time has passed, but I have come to purge injustice wherever it goes!

Be aware, greedy Cookies! One swift Cookie might already be going over your fence to fix injustice as we speak! Rebel Cookie, made with newly harvested rice that was organically farmed with just the right method, is bound to make you feel healthier just by looking at him! With self-taught excellency in magic, he is someplace one second, and somewhere else in another, traveling on his cloud to rob the storages of wealthy and corrupt Cookies! Even when he gets locked up by the guards… POOF! He’s gone, leaving a straw doll in his stead. Rebel Cookie equally and fairly distributes the stolen Jellies among villagers, which is why every village loves him! He will never stop fighting for justice! Rebel Cookie will undoubtedly go down in history!

Rebel Cookie’s Abilities

🍙 You see, the secret to my craft is magic and many, many stand-ins in the form of copy dolls. When the time comes, I will send fourth a whole volley of dolls to create alter egos of myself to destroy obstacles and uncover Brass Coin Jellies to throw towards the real me, riding above the fray swiftly atop my cloud. Get too close to an alter ego or pass it by, and it turns back into a straw doll of my likeness. Between these bursts, my prowess in martial arts allows me to double-jump two more times compared to the average Cookie.

❤️ Energy: 170 + 9 per level (Trial 260, Max 296)

💨 Additional Jumps: +2 Jumps maximum

🪙 Brass Coin Jelly Score: 36,000 + 31,000 per level (Trial 346,000, Max 470,000)

💰 Total Brass Coins Thrown: 22 + 2 per level (Trial 42, Max 50)

🕰 Skill Cooldown: 27 Seconds

🍙 With my Magic Candy created with Gray Sugar Crystals and Traditional Hand-made Rice Cakes, you too can witness the art of instant teleportation. A simple double-jump changes the Slide button for a few seconds. Press it and I will instantly appear on the floor while leaving a doll behind. In the wake of this teleportation, obstacles around me splinter into nothing while Smoke Cloud Jellies appear in the aftermath. How can you tell when I am ready? Follow the secondary blue charge bar to determine whether to strike or lie in wait.

🕰 MC Skill Charge Time: 10 Seconds

💨 Smoke Cloud Jelly Score: 88,000 + 33,000 per level (Max 220,000)

🌫 Smoke Cloud Jellies Created: 20

💣 Maximum Charges: 5

✨ Blessings Available: Yellow Bear Jellies, Pink Bear Jellies, All Bear Jellies, All Jellies

Combi Bonuses

💨 Windy: +535,000 Brass Coin Jelly points

🗡 Saber of Virtue: +50,000 points for Sliced Jellies

Relations

🦊 Kumiho (200) Always a pleasure to see you when I visit a new village! 👍 Friendly

🌶 Chili Pepper (300) When you steal treasure, you should share it with the other Cookies! ⚡️ Tension

🐰 Moon Rabbit (450) You seem to know how to enjoy rice cakes! 👍 Friendly

🎄 Carol (600) Thanks for telling the tales of my exploits! 👍 Friendly

🐯 Tiger Lily (750) Watch out for tigers in the mountains! ⚡️ Tension

🕵️‍♂️ Almond (850) Catch the corrupt officials before going for me! ⚡️ Tension

🍵 Ginseng (850) This Cookie tends to all my wounds after I fight the guards! 👍 Friendly

🍡 Vagabond (850) When I return to the Yakgwa Village, the next cup of rice juice is on me! 🤝 Trust

🍙 Do mind me if I appear out of nowhere, but sometimes it’s for a matter of utmost importance in rooting out the most untouchable of corrupt Cookies, as seen right here in my Super Epic costume: as a Skillfully Royal Secret Agent

Windy

If you ever notice a shadow on a clear day, it’s Windy watching over you! That’s also how Windy met Rebel Cookie. A cool breeze woke Rebel Cookie when he was taking a nap under a tree, and Windy was right above him, curious to know what he was doing! When Windy heard that Rebel Cookie travels all over the world, the Pet instantly wanted to join, wishing to see new places. Looks like that wish came true!

🍙 Windy’s gusts of wind slow a Cookie’s Energy drainage rate and carries them along with increased base speed. These winds also tend to blow away obstacles, but that is not quite confirmed.

💨 Energy Drain: -6.5% - 0.7% per level (13.6% Trial, 16.5% Max)

💨 Base Speed Boost: +10

🕰 Skill Cooldown: 22 Seconds

🍙 If you wish to befriend me, perhaps you can spare a Silver Coin Pouch to help spread the wealth and goodwill to those that truly need it. Until next time, I shall return with this Cookie’s missing part to restore order and justice to this studio!

⚙️ …and he’s gone. He left a straw doll behind with a note. What does it say…

“There’s no need to give me a Bent Silver Key, I don’t need it to get past any gate that bars my way!”

#cookie run #crob #new update #cr ovenbreak #rebel cookie #still having wifi problems

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123123: Arrivals & Departures

Still so in love with Departures (Okuribito), a 2008 Japanese film.

Today marks the end of 2023 szn, and let me try to say adios to this very curious year, shall we?

Currently trying to fight the signs of aging and a probable flu as I've been exposed to my tito who came from Thailand and caught the virus. I also tried biking under bipolar weather conditions accompanied by cool winds, because, biking is a bitch; biking is life. I didn't go for the 100-km route to San Pablo because dad is shaking. LOL.

Still have too many things to do especially for work, but, here we are. I've been posting quite a lot on my feed but, this time around, it's an ode to the dear departed's loving memories, life and love lessons. I still evade the photos and videos featuring me, but, I allow some "must have" shots here, there and everywhere. DOUBLE DRAGON: MOTHER DRAGONS UNITED

This 2023, losing my last standing grandparent, my ina at 88 years old allowed me to face and manage my mom issues. I know I have been a loud and proud mother dragon's girl, but, as aligned with her in heaven and here at our tiny Manila home, it's my turn to make things happen and let things happen.

Speaking of which, I always ask mom to look after our house especially during times when I'd be gone for longer than usual. When we arrived this morning, all the lights I turned off and even the air con that I double checked with dad is on. Yes, mother dragon is not kidding when I said that she keeps our house intact. She had a "cold" welcome, her signature vibe. Dad said that it kinda reminds him of Casper, the friendly ghost. I never felt mom haunted our Manila house; however, I feel her at times especially this Q4 2023. This "paradam" is not intrusive, strictly speaking; but is generally comforting and challenging. Her Taurus trail is unapologetic, spot on and, yes, bulldozing a lot of times; but, she trained her dragon baby well. While I'm still learning and unlearning the ultra femme side of life with my Cancer-Aries twists and turns, I am certain that she's slowly clapping with her RBF on. While it's gonna be 12 years with her come June 2024, I know that this time around, kaya ko na talaga with feelings na. DOUBLE C CUPS

As I'm looking after two boomers in the family who are battling the Big C, I'm reminded of Tito Taurus' departure. I can say that roadtrips as a passenger princess being fed tabing-daan food keeps me up and has a bittersweet vibe now. I'm no longer overstimulated with the thought of dealing with lumps that are all off to palliative care. These days, I am able to talk to these two boomers with compassion as opposed to jam-packed action items, only. I'm more focused on the quality of life rather than seeing number bumps and vital stats booming all the way up. It's actually my best apology to Tito Taurus who I lambasted with very little lambing even days before he went under the knife. I know he's smirking right now and he doesn't give a damn about this apology; however, I also know that I'm fulfilling my promise to him --making better choices than he did; and just doing it with humility no matter how ugh it feels, sounds and looks. I just hope that these two boomers survive this crazy adventure and that they be surrounded with full support especially on the emotional and mental side of this battle.

Seeing them go down the drain still breaks my heart and soul; however, I'm hanging onto the studies that have shown that there's better chances of surviving this Big C bitch. Let's go. I know that the battle will end at their final destination, but may their days and nights be filled with living life to the fullest as they embrace the power of complete surrender after the fights they're facing and winning, so far.

CHOKE ME, DADDY... NO MORE

I'm also saying adios to my well-loved daddy issues, finally. Must be because dad is on takbong wonky B even when his 29er is adjusting way too much. He even said several times na matulin din naman pala my wonky B. So, I'd have to adjust with his pace also in the coming days, weeks, months and years. His holiday wish? For me to be gentler even when he's not gonna back down. LOL. "Anak, alam mo naman tatay mo, 'di ba? Init ulo talaga ako. 'Wag mo na lang akong masyadong patulan. Ikaw din naman naga-adjust 'di ba?" Hahaha. This line is actually his first official line to ask it nicely AND genuinely. May humility na siya now and syempre, his only daughter is more grounded, too. It's never gonna perfect, but, I know this is our new chapter, together and apart, too.

OH, BABY, BABY BRO

Since my brother has a new kid on the block, I'm actually stepping on the break more and more, as I try my best to be gentler with him, just like the old days. Unlike the old days, though, I come with "wisdom" as a Tita who has 7 and counting anak-anakans including him.

My brother usually calls me but I don't answer readily. LOL. The past weeks though, even when I'm not a fan of kids especially babies who just babble away, I try my best to engage with my pamangkin. I can't wait for him to grow up so we can bike with Ely. LOL. Matagal-tagal pa 'yun, but I'm patient naman sa antayan at ahunan, I guess. What bike to give these two babies kaya who'd be toddlers by then? Abangan! LOL. Shemay.

BABA, BLACK SHEEP

As my 4th anak-anakan shared, I'm not a black sheep. I guess it's her saying that I'm but postmodern. LOL. Kidding aside, as I come home to ina and ama's humble home in the sleepy town of Laguna, I'm faced with so many emotions that are being filmed and ready to be processed in the dark room where death and life come as one. It's not easy as our family is not the type who'd down tough conversations. However, I feel like as an empath, I am allowing myself to touch-base with them along with specific boundaries. Before, I'd go all out in checking on everyone. Happy to share that this is the first ever holiday that I didn't lift a finger. No stress about what to cook, bring, gift and all stuff and fluff. I'm now in my era where I share a bit of who I really am and who I am really not with them, too.

SOUL SIS SIZZLES

It's really nice to have soul sisters who are on different timezones because I get access to asynchronous responses and messages. LOL. While there are too many times I still forget to reply, I reply pa rin naman kahit mga ilang days na ang nakalipas.

And having them in countries that I like to visit one day is also an added push to do better and make more and more streams that are hopefully flowing steadily this 2024.

SCENTSATIONS Here's to revisiting the scents, the sounds, the feelings and everything in between involving past hurts, traumas and rejections. While at it, I'm totally ready to let these go. I think scents would be the trickiest because it rouses memories even those that I thought are no longer with me, those that were CTRL + ALT + DEL-ed ages ago. But, as I curate my tiny home outside Manila, I need these books to be closed, so I can open up new ones.

BATS, BATS: NO IF'S NOT BUTTS

As a sentimental scavenger which I got from mother dragon, this is easily one of the most curious tasks that is arriving officially this 2024. There are times when I ask myself the reason why I'm clearing out stuff. There'd be times when I'd think about dark thoughts, again and again. But, this time, I'd like to proceed with decluttering not only my physical space, but more importantly, my emotional, mental and spiritual space. It's time, finally. Let me be super clear that I don't aim for minimalism nor maximalism. I'm but trying to keep the old and the new in a state where they co-exist and make me feel more alive as I hopefully, breather deeper breaths. ULTIMATE DOG SHOW SZN

I need to work harder as a dog mom to my three dog kiddos. I know I'm quite decent especially when I've raised two 11-year old dogs for the first time in my life. LOL. However, I can sense their anxiety that obviously, comes from me. I think I've gone too far as a dogmom who gets unrequited love from them. While I know dogs love with no expectation, here's a version of me that's a bit gentler and kinder to them. GAH. Hassle pero sige, push na natin since they've really proven their worth through the years. Nothing fancy, just more bonding time and more treats for them at home.

ON YOUR KNEES, PLEASE

I've been more attuned with my prayer life, too. I'm still not big on the whole prod called praying in churches that much, but I guess, Uptown Chapel is a game changer. It's near work and not a lot of people go there. I hope that they keep the glass tinted because, there are times when I cry tiny tears even when I try to hold them back with all my heart and soul. LOL.

This Christmas Mass, I prayed for something that I've not prayed about since 2012. No other clue because it's actually a super passionate prayer that for me, myself and I. I don't know if it's gonna be a YES or NO or MAYBE SO, but, let's see, 2024! Gugulatin mo ba talaga ako ng tuluyan?

WHAT I DON'T TALK ABOUT WHEN I TALK ABOUT WRITING

There are still a good number of things that I'd like to keep to myself, for now. These are things that I consider in their brewing stage. I always tell people who try to reach out that I'm not an an open book, and that still holds true. However, I'd like to be more intentional and allow myself the benefit of the doubt in spite my still trusted issues.

I guess, I'd start with something that happened during my stay in ina's hometown. I actually talked about my adventures and misadventures regarding my dating history. Hahahahahaha. Shemay. Caught off guard with a series of sessions with really well-meaning titas and poof... I didn't salvage the discussions unlike before. In fairness, they enjoyed it and I must say that I had a decent time with them, too. I don't talk about my dating history in public because, I'm bleeding in scarlet sins.

They actually thought I have a non-existent dating life. LOL. Lo and behold, they are too excited for what's to come and I've got a reco/referral, already. Hahahahaha. Real quick, that one, but, as I've said: I'll keep on waiting 'til The Last One wins the real game. By game, I don't mean playing fucking games. Not anymore. Hodor.

Accio Always Era is here, there and everywhere for 2024, because, I guess, I'm ready for it. I'm still petrified, honestly, but, here's my giving things a really, really good try sa abot ng kapurit na kaya ko at kung anong ako at hindi ako. Editing my "checklist" because we've aged and gone frailer than usual, also. LOL. LABORA MAJORA

The wellness leave that has been overdue actually allowed me to look at my current work space from a healthy distance. It's different to be out of the office for quite some time, but I know I need this and want this especially as 2024 is here and now. It's not gonna be an easy year as I'd need to step up consistently and intentionally. However, I guess that I'm on my way to Ikigai era na rin because Japan is love. Also, I am giving me and V another chance to slay deadlines and beyond through my current job description and my current team, too. Losing V has been a solid push as I sink and swim in my new role that has been 6 months na pala rin. How time flies noh?

As the fireworks light up the sky this midnight, I'm doing the laundry while Vici is on my lap. LOL. I love how simple my YE and YO are. As in. In my ratty pambahay and Swiftie shirt from Linya-Linya pa. I love how I'm writing it out in mom's spot. I love how my lofi PL soothes me and keeps me up, too. I love how I don't indulge in an iced drink because I'm fighting a flu. I love how Vicks has an Xtra Strong variant. And I love how the peace is with me amidst the crazy putukan sa labas. I love the smell of fresh laundry. I love how Vidi and KD are fast asleep because they we're really tired from our uwi sa Laguna. I love how Vici, inspite being 11 is like a baby na akala mo first time mag-New Year. :p I love how I had cheese, prosciutto, rice and bottled tuyo with chili garlic bits. No alchohol, too. LOL. Baka bukas na or this coming weekend. I love how our YE lunch ni dad a while ago featured sinaing na tulingan and ginataang hipon na maliliit ala Laguna with pinya na ngayon. As a mababaw girly, this set up is best for me. :) Natawid ko rin, finally.

This is how 2023 ends, and how 2024 begins. Wala namang bago. Walang bago sa taon because it's but another social construct. However, this new year might actually be the start of the real me, only better, through it all. Still not a fan of festivities, but, ready to give each day and night a better try, maiba naman. Putukan na. Pasiklaban na. Pasavogue na.

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And for no true Scotsman… that’s an interesting dynamic…. Because it’s like for any ideology or system of beliefs theoretically yeah… we could get to a point that 99-100% of people claiming to be X are actually probably not X. It’s possible. It’s just a fallacy if you are making the definition sooooo narrow on purpose to get out of a jam in an argument. The fallacious/cheating reasoning existing doesn’t mean we can’t make good faith and meaningful arguments that would mean the majority of self-described X not being X. Especially if we acknowledge things like, ok maybe there is a historical X and a modern X and the modern people clearly have MOVED what X means at this point. But it’s now fair to emphasize that they aren’t meaningfully meeting the previous/ historical definition of X. You see that a lot with political ideology words tbh. Like here’s a fun one — what’s a conservative? What’s a liberal? It’s contextual in time and place and even then you will get disagreeing factions and people who think each other don’t count and each have good arguments for it.

I do think it’s just really interesting to think about how words for beliefs, movements shared across groups of people both are meaningful and will never be all that stable. With a political movement there is always disagreement within as well as without and it’s like the line between variations within a species vs super closely related but separate species. Where is that line? How much disagreement = broken up into factions? How much disagreement before one or more of those factions “aren’t” the original term?

Also with all these political movement/faction terms.. so much depends on context. Once enough time has passed it can be the heir to the older idea, but it will never be the same and is probably different enough to start drawing lines and naming eras.

With radfem for example for better and worse, there is so little allegiance or even awareness to the ideology of the mid 20 c radfems that I am ready to describe that as a full split. An evolution with changes based on newer information available, experiences and reactions to events and other ideologies/factions rising, etc. Modern radfems are inspired-by but not the same as the earlier ones, with rare exceptions there are no second wavers who aren’t literally the women who were at their most active in that time period.

Again I think the evolution is a good thing — we do need to always be reevaluating, take in new information and new contexts — and a bad thing, when it’s out of ignorance of the past and not thoughtful sifting through it that’s leading to the change in what modern self-described radfem is vs the more stable definition

Overall I accept it’s changing and want to make the most of our chance to influence the shape of the new incarnation

Another thought is I call myself a feminist (no adjectives) even though i disagree in at least one way with 99% of self described feminists and strongly disagree with the majority faction on core points. I’m fighting for the space. I want my core concept of feminist to become THE core concept for the majority. And were unlikely to get what we don’t fight for. Still that’s such a delicate political question— when is it better for me to say I’m an ex feminist and define some new thing like, “women’s liberationist” and call myself that? Perhaps. Or perhaps not. There’s something to gain and lose either way. What matters I guess is which move most advances our organizing capacity.

I have nothing to add but I appreciate you sharing your thoughts.

#anon

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I am SO GLAD you read imperial radch I love that series SO MUCH :D would you be interested in doing the headcanons thing for Breq or/and Seivarden?

FUCKYEAH IMPERIAL RADCH HEADCANONS and like what if both with bonus Mercy of Kalr because Ilove them all?

A: what I think realistically

I have no idea if this is supported bycanon, but.

Justiceof Toren has been thesubject of any number of overwrought entertainments over the last nineteenyears. The drama of the singing ship,the romance of ships gone mad over their lost favorites, the mystery of itall. If Anaander Mianaai had forciblyshut down the entertainments, it just would have drawn more attention to thelost Justice, so instead she lets theharmless ones pass muster, and besides, no Radchaai would have thought to makethe Lord of the Radch into the villain of the piece.

After the Republic of Two Systems forms(“Provisional, Cousin,” Sphene drawls),Seivarden catches one of the Amaats watching an old one that she grew up with,as a sort of comfort item, and is immediately enchanted. It’s completelyinaccurate, of course, all drama and honor and nobility with none of the complicationsof real life, but there’s beautiful music and Seivarden loves it at once. Amaat decade starts watching various Justice of Toren entertainments aftertheir shifts, piled comfortably in their bunkroom, and it snowballs from there.

No one knows who tells Breq about this,but she drifts idly into the Bo decade room and stands quietly at the back andwatches the first episode of the latest entertainment, and after that Kalr startswatching them in the decade room as well, previously avoided in case ofupsetting their Fleet Captain. Some daysshe can’t stand it and removes herself. Other days she simply watches in silence, with an ancillary-blankexpression on her face only occasionally broken by a faint, ambiguoussmile. On very rare good days, she’llsmile outright and even laugh, although often at highly irregular times,prompted more by inaccuracy than real comedy.

Even on the days when she can’t standthe memory of being shipself, Breq hums the songs.

It’s good to be remembered.

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

It…takes Seivarden a while to realizewhat exactly her emotional response to Breq is. Initially, it’s pure blind hatred because how dare this stranger go to such lengths to save Seivarden’s life,which Seivarden has every right to throw away in the snow if she so desires,this strange noncitizen can take a long walk out of a short airlock. Then. Well. Bridges. Falling. Near death on Breq’s part. It’shard to justify hating her after that because. It just is, Seivarden doesn’thave to justify herself. By the timethey reach Omaugh Palace, Seivarden is attachedand horrorstricken at herself because she is Vendaai but she…she almost wishesthat Breq was of a mind to take on a client. Making Breq tea and making sure that Breq is well-dressed and ensuringthat Breq is treated with honor sets Seivarden at ease. Half the reason Seivarden goes out and getsinto trouble upon arriving at Omaugh Station is that she’s suddenly confrontedby the reality of just howincompatible that is with every part of herself she’s spent so long trying tohold onto since she came out of stasis.

And then Breq strides into Security,dressed in the finery of a Radchaai noble house, eyes bright and jaw set andshoulders squared, and Seivarden staresand—

Ohfuck, Seivarden thinks faintly, feeling bothkind of concussed and much clearer. She’s hot.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

One morning, for no particular reasonthat Breq can think of, Mercy of Kalrwakes her up early, with slow-rising lights and a quiet, “Cousin, wake up.”

“Is something wrong, Cousin?” Breq askssilently, sitting up.

“No,” Mercy of Kalr says, and it’s a ship, but it has a thread ofrepressed excitement touching its voice, touching Breq’s mind. “But you have to wake up.”

So Breq wakes up.

“Wait,” Mercy of Kalr half-commands when Breq starts to get out of bed, andBreq stops as the ship presses on her mind, pushing forth data that swells tofill her, almost as complete as if she were Ship itself.

Across the ship, the Kalrs are justrising, the Amaats and the Bos about their business, the Etrepas all justdozing off. Seivarden is frowning at thereport being handed to her by Amaat Two, while Tisarwat smiles shyly at acomment from Bo Nine, and Ekalu stretches luxuriously, smiling at the ceilingwith the satisfaction of a shift well completed with no disaster. The cold stillness of space touches Ship’shull, Breq’s hull, the stars beginning to be bleached out as Atheok Stationreveals the distant sun.

“Ship, what–?” Breq says with her body,at a distant remove, and Mercy of Kalrsimply repeats, “Wait.”

Breq realizes what she’s waiting for notten minutes later, when Seivarden starts to sing.

I waswalking, I was walking

Amaat picks it up first, a warm chorusas they work, and Amaat Seven is passing near Bo Five, and then Bo is singingtoo.

I waswalking, I was walking,

WhenI met my love

Kalr Five blinks and begins to sing, andit trickles through the Kalr bunkroom like water, punctuated by the quietsounds of morning, hands passing brushes and clothes being straightened.

I wasin the street walking

WhenI saw my true love

Etrepa sings with the slow sleepiness ofhaving just finished a shift, but even Ekalu joins in, even Medic in herinfirmary gives a small smile and blinks at the sound and adds her low voice.

Breq’s body opens its—her—lips andsings.

Isaid, she is more beautiful than jewels, lovelier than jade or lapis, silver orgold.

And with that Mercy of Kalr is singing, with a mere fraction of the voices that itslong-shattered cousin Justice of Torenmight have brought to the chorus, but Ship sings many-voiced, Breq singsmany-voiced, until the last strains of the song die away.

“Cousin,” Mercy of Kalr says quietly in Breq’s ear, as Breq remembers what itis to have a body and no longer feel the touch of space on her hull. “You are crying.”

Breq touches her face and her fingerscome away wet.

“So I am, Cousin,” Breq whispers, voicecracked as poor Sphene’s teaset. “So I am.”

D: what would never work with canon but the canon isshit so I believe it anyway

There really were ships that went madand vanished when their captains died. Breq knew this all along, of course—even if Justice of Toren hadn’t really vanished, it had certainly beenquite out of its mind with grief, and the madness had brought a terribleclarity about how mad the universewas. It seems to be more the norm thanthe entertainments make it out to be. Ships don’t go mad when they lose their captains, they go sane, andsanity is terribly hard to bear.

All the same, when a long-lost Sword and an even more mythicallyvanished Justice limp out ofgatespace, empty of life except for the minds of the ship, limited only totheir shipself with all their ancillaries long dead, Breq is taken aback. She remembers Justice of Varden, they served together once during anannexation. For all that Justice of Varden vanished when theywere both young, barely five hundred, Justiceof Toren was older. Sword of Ferils vanished with all itscrew aboard, after the tragic murder of its captain during an annexation somethree centuries later, and was never found.

Except, apparently, by Justice of Varden.

After drifting in each other’s companyfor some twelve centuries, gradually suffering more damage with fewer optionsfor repair, now they are seeking…family.

“Welcome, Cousins,” Breq says, lettingher face fall ancillary-blank to hide her shock and…joy. She is glad, she realizes suddenly, to havethese others who are like her in some way, the same aching bittersweetness inher chest that she felt when she and Mercyof Kalr first spoke. “I was Justice of Toren, before I wasdestroyed. Can we be expecting more lostships?”

There is a brief pause, and then Justice of Varden says, “Yes.”

#imperial radch #breq #justice of toren #seivarden vendaai #mercy of kalr #MY FEELINGS ABOUT BREQ AS THE LAST FRAGMENT OF SOMETHING FAR GREATER LET ME SHOW THEM TO YOU #I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS #ALSO WOW MY FEELINGS ABOUT SEIVARDEN HAVE BEEN SUCH A JOURNEY #I LOVE HER SO MUCH NOW???#AND OH MY GOD MERCY OF KALR AND BREQ'S RELATIONSHIP IS MY ENTIRE HEART AND SOUL #GOD I WANT MORE LOST SHIPS TO DRIFT INTO BREQ'S ORBIT #TO SEEK FAMILY #P L E A S E #AND OH MY GOD ENTERTAINMENTS ABOUT JUSTICE OF TOREN DON'T TELL ME THEY DON'T EXIST #I'LL DIE ON THESE HILLS #ESPECIALLY C FIGHT ME IT'S MY JAM #idiot teenagers with a queue #mirandatam #asked and answered

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lonely-lost-soul · 3 years

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Fight For Me

(C!Technoblade x gn!possessive!Reader)

Request 11: could I maybe request some c!techno x gn!possessive!reader fluff that follows someone trying to threaten techno while completely brushing off the reader only for the reader to step in and feral threaten them back (perhaps some fighting ensues with reader coming out on top) and then techno is awestruck by his partner which is then where the fluff comes in

Requested By: @bowlofsoup

I hope you like it!

“Sweetheart can you do me a favor and pass me the blaze powder,” Technoblade asked from his hunched-over position at his brewing station. He was wearing more casual clothes, his glasses loose on his nose, hair pulled back into a messy bun. You sat next to him on one of the chests, legs swinging up and down, you were wearing one of Techno’s oversized shirts.

“Sure thing,” You hummed tossing open the chest and handing him a bottle of said powder, he reached forward to take the bottle from your hands and you kissed his lips before he could take the bottle. Technoblade purred happily, his eyes going half-lidded at the surprise kiss, you chuckled against his lips as he flushed pink.

“Cringe.”

“Nerd,” You shot back with a smile he rolled his eyes focusing back on his potions, “Why’re you making these again?” Your gaze shifted towards the window. It was snowing again, it was always snowing. You hated that you were getting sick of the constant cold you wondered what the weather was like back at L’manburg or L’manhole was a better term for the once-prosperous nation. Technoblade looked back up at you, his hand reached out to interlock with your own, which caught your attention snapping you out of your daydreaming and you smiled back at him.

“Someone wants to buy them off me, figure sees what they’d offer me for it, not like I’m worried about getting jumped or anything,” Technoblade smirked coyly at you, almost like he was awaiting your praise. You didn’t fall for it though, simply letting out a little hum in approval, he frowned and cleared his throat.

“Oh sorry. Oh baby you’re so brave and strong, no one can take you down.” You pressed your hands together swooning sarcastically, Technoblade frowned and put you into a headlock. You laughed loudly instead of fighting against him you snuggled in his hold, “You’d never hurt me.”

“Try me.”

“Is that a challenge?” You mused with a flutter of your eyelashes, Technoblade flushed a little and grumbled under his breath. He could feel the smugness radiating off your entire being, if you were anyone else he would’ve sent you through a wall.

“Just shut up and grab a bag for the potions. They’re almost done.”

“Yes sir.” You saluted hopping off the chest to grab your bag from the coat rack, it was a soft brown bag covered in patches. Holding the bag open you allowed Technoblade to place the potions inside of them, “we ready to go?”

“You grabbed your coat and had breakfast right?” He raised an eyebrow, it seemed to be your turn to flush and Technoblade frowned, “Right?” Technoblade’s eyes narrowed in your direction and he watched you tap your fingers together sheepishly. “You’re a disaster, you’d be dead without me. Eat,” Technoblade dragged you into the kitchen and pulled out a roll for you to munch on, “Jam?”

“Yes please.” You gave a firm nod as he grabbed the knife and spread it on the bread before handing it to you.

“Remember to eat, can’t have my Starlight starving themselves,” The way you turned red made the hybrid smirk coyly at you. “You mean too much to me to go out in such a lame way, there has to be at least a little bit of bloodshed. Maybe some dismemberment if you’re lucky.”

“Damn and to think I was flattered for half a minute.” Techno chuckled at your comment, a deep rumble in his chest, you couldn’t help but smile yourself. You bit off a piece of bread, teeth tearing through the food easily “Ready to go now?”

“Finish eating then we can go. There’s no rush.”

“Isn’t someone waiting for us?”

“Let them wait,” Technoblade shrugged, wrapping his hands around your waist and pulling you close. You melted into his warm body closing your eyes, just taking a moment to bask in your love for the Blood God, how did you get so lucky?

Unbeknownst to you, he was thinking the same thing about you.

Eventually, you pulled away from him, much to his displeasure, and reluctantly said you both should head out. He huffed in protest and you pecked his lips, assuring him that the long journey would be worth it in the end. You both slide on your winter gear and headed towards Carl in the stables, you scratched the horse’s nose and he whinnied at the attention from his second favorite person. Technoblade tossed him an apple to which he munched on happily before applying his saddlebags to the sides of the horse, he hopped onto him and held a hand out to you. You took the hand with a wild smile swinging your leg over the side of Carl and wrapping your arms around Technoblade’s waist securely. He looked at you over his shoulder and pecked your forehead lightly, you cooed at him in response, and just like that the both of you were off. As you traversed the Tundra, your adoring boyfriend decided it would be a great time to quiz you on your fighting skills. He always did this, especially when he was nervous about something, you concluded a part of him was nervous the deal would go south and you’d end up hurt. You squeezed him a little and answered all his questions in hopes you’d ease his worries, it seemed to work as he relaxed against your chest. You would’ve played with his hair if it wasn’t tied up in a bun, so instead, you settled for giving him gentle kisses on the back of his neck.

He was a wreck by the time you got to the meeting spot, all red-faced and embarrassed. You did feel a little guilty but it was also very entertaining to watch him slide off the horse all frustrated with your antics. “You’re lucky we have somewhere to be,” he vaguely threatened and you hummed,

“What happened to ‘they can wait?’” His red eyes narrowed into slits and Carl stomped his foot, “oh you’re such a party pooper.” You complained as the horse nudged you forward towards the meeting spot. Technoblade huffed now turning his glare on Carl for interrupting your moment. He adjusted the sword at his hip and marched forward expecting you to follow, you did, but it’s the principle that irked you. Walking a little way down the wooded path you came across a man in a beanie leaning against a tree, he had small yellow wings and a scar going from his right eye down to the top of his lip. Your head snapped to Techno and you hissed, “You didn’t tell me it was Quackity! The mother fucker planned your execution!”

“Hush.” He waved you off, “money is money. If he can offer us something good we shouldn’t complain.”

“But-”

“Finally!” The man groaned stretching his arms above his head, his small wings fluttered as he pushed off the tree, “Took you long enough. Who’s your little friend?” He raised an eyebrow at your stature and you glared hotly at him, already wanting to tear his throat out.

“My partner.” Technoblade answered monotonously, “Is that important?”

“Romantically or like your bodyguard.” He snickered at the mental image of the Blood God hiring a bodyguard for himself.

“That’s none of your business.” You snapped, Technoblade’s hand squeezed your shoulder trying to calm you down.

“I suppose not.” Quackity clapped his hands together, his two golden rings bouncing off one another making a soft clicking sound, “let’s get down to business than Mr. Blade. I want the potions you have, what exactly do you want in return?”

“What can you give me?” Technoblade raised an eyebrow, his hand never leaving the bag of potions at his side, Quackity tapped his chin in thought.

“Anything you desire. I came into a… a lot of money recently, a lot of people owe me a few favors. So I can truly give you anything,” Quackity smirked as you noticed Technoblade’s eye twitch, he didn’t like the sound of someone having so much power, and to be honest you didn’t either.

“Huh. well alright then.” He grunted drumming his fingers against the bag, “these favors people owe you, what exactly did you do for them?”

“Are you asking me to spill all my secrets? Techno you dog.” He purred out teasingly, “they made some bets with me and they lost simply as that.”

“What did they lose?” You asked and Quackity rolled his eyes,

“You’re a talker aren’t you?”

“Back off.” Technoblade snarled earning another eyebrow raise from the man, but you did briefly see fear flicker across his eyes. “You talk to them like that again deals off and I take another one of your teeth, understand me.”

“Understood, big guy. No hard feelings.” He held up his hands in defense his tiny wings ruffling a little bit showing off his nervousness, “Although your attitude just proves my point. You’re a brute and you’ll always be a brute.” Technoblade didn’t respond to the harassing but had a feeling you might as the pressure on your shoulder increased. Your jaw was set hard, as Quackity continued, “you truly are more monster than human.”

Oh, he did not just say that to Techno.

In one swift movement, you pulled Technoblade’s sword from its sheath at his side and drew it in front of you, pure anger flooding through your veins. Techno tried to grab the sword before you did something stupid but you were already charging at Quackity. He looked a little frightened as an ax appeared at his side, “Take it back.” You spit as metal clashed against metal, your eyes blazing with unadulterated rage, “Take it back right now. He’s so much more than that.” You swung the sword back which caused Quackity to stumble backward throwing off his rhythm,

“Bite me bitch.” Quackity snapped back attempting to regain his footing as he blocked another blow from you,

“Don’t tempt me birdie.” You sassed right back, which threw him off his game again not expecting you to come back with a retort and a nickname. You kicked him solidly in the chest and he fell flat on his ass the sword swung and the tip dug into his throat. His adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped nervously,

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.” He sputtered out as you narrowed his eyes, “look I’m sorry okay, okay! My mouth gets the best of me sometimes, I’ll admit that! I’m a humble guy!” You rolled your sharp (e/c) eyes at that statement, “Look, deal still on this time I’ll throw in two gold rings yeah?” He swallowed thickly “Also all the diamond I have on me and in my enderchest.”

Turning to glance at Techno for the first time he cleared his throat looking absolutely flushed. He shifted uncomfortably and marched over to the both of you a hand resting on your lower back. Technoblade glared down at the duck hybrid,

“We don’t want your rings. I want all the money you’ve won from your deals and a god apple.”

“I don’t have-”

“Then think of it as an I.O.U. birdy.” You pursed your lips feeling Technoblade squeeze your back, “Deal?” The tip of the sword dug a little deeper into his throat,

“FUCK! Yes, yes deal!” He squawked and you removed the sword, Technoblade immediately took it from your hands shooting you a look that screamed,

‘We are talking about this later.’

Technoblade tossed the contents of the bag at Quackity and he snatched up all the potions he could shoving them into his chest. Immediately handing you the diamonds he had on him, as Quackity scurried away Technoblade didn’t remove his hand from your back. Once his yellow wings disappeared into the treeline Technoblade spun you around and pressed a kiss to your lips. It immediately stole your breath away, as you stumbled back a few steps.

“That.” He kissed your jaw, “was the hottest,” he kissed your neck next, “thing we’ve seen in a while.” Technoblade purred pressing another passionate kiss to your lips, your hands desperately tried to pull out his hair from his bun to give it a hard yank. A louder purr rumbled from his chest as he pulled away to rest his forehead on yours,

“So the voices liked my badassery too?”

“Oh yeah,” his eyes fluttered a little his breathing hitching, “god they want me to just bite the shit out of you. Mark you all over. You can’t tease them like, they’re sensitive.” You cooed softly tracing his jawline with nimble fingers,

“I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to them once we get home.” His eyes shot up to meet your own lidded ones, with a loud whistle he called Carl over, he scooped you up in his arms causing you to laugh loudly.

You could safely say that was the fastest you and Techno had ever gotten home.

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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His Home - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Injury, Blood, Sexual harassment, implied rape, murder, NOT SPELL CHECKED

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

Request: So could you write a husbandbakugo x wifereader where when bakugou is away on a mission or anything, there's a villain who break into his house and kidnapped her (the reader is not a hero). And please be a happy ending :) but the rest is up to you💕

It’s been 2 weeks. 2 weeks too long for Katsuki and his family. Pro Hero Dynamight had been recruited on a mission to stop a drug dealing case out in the states, leaving his beloved son and loving wife behind. Even though Y/N wasn’t a pro herself, she could still take care of herself really well, including their baby boy. After constant reassurance that they’d be fine, Katsuki was okay with leaving for a few days.

A few days. A few days, NOT WEEKS. He had been gone for too long. Of course he trusted his wife to protect herself and their son, but he didn’t want her to have to protect them. After arguing with the chief of the mission, coming to a conclusion, and stopping the entire case himself in desperation of getting home, Dynamight could finally return home to his family. At least....that’s what he thought.

Bakugou drove home quite quickly in hopes of being smothered with love and affection from his son and wife, but as he pulled in, he noticed something was...... off. The porch light wasn’t on, it was too early for the lights in the house to be off, and even the cold chilly air stilled in silence gave him all the indications of something being in distraught. He quickly exited his car and slammed the door shut, forgetting to lock the vehicle as he hurriedly jammed the house key into the lock and busted the door wide open.

“Y/N!....Y/N?!....Katsuo??!” The blonde cried out. When his eyes finally settled to the dark atmosphere, he noticed how the bright moon lighted the house to show the terror that lay in. Glass and plates smashed on the grown, shelves and book cases thrown around, the T.V fallen from above the fireplace that had soot, ash, and stray wood surrounding it. He looked over and saw the couch out of place and on it, his unconscious child covered in scratches. Katsuki quickly ran to him to check on his poor boy.

“Katsuo,” the older blonde exclaimed as he shook his double awake, “please, wake up! Katsuo!” With a final shake, the child finally began to open his eyes and adjust to what he saw. A shadow of a man shaking him.

“Ahhh! Please, please don’t hurt me! Please! I didn’t do anything!” The younger blonde cried out and hugged himself in fear. Katsuki’s heart broke seeing his son in such fear. Who the hell did this to his poor boy.

“Katsuo! No, no, no, no, no. It’s me, it’s dad.” Katsuki reassured his son as he rubbed his back to calm him down. Katsuo turned to the man with teary eyes in shock and relief.

“Dad?” The boy questioned as he got a better look. Once he confirmed it was his father, he jumped into his arms.

“Dad! It’s you!” The boy sobbed into his father’s chest. Katsuki grabbed onto the boy, hugging him tighter as if the world was going to end, as he whispered reassurance into his ear.

“It’s me buddy, it’s me. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Who did this to you?” Bakugou asked as he examined his son’s body. The young blonde had his gray sweats teared, his white socks covered in soot and stains of blood along with his white tee.

As the child wiped his eyes, and looked at his father, he apologized.

“I’m sorry, dad.” The boy looked down in shame. Bakugou was so confused. What could his child be apologizing for at a time like this?

“I wasn’t strong enough.”

Oh, why did his son have to be exactly like him. Katsuki had to hold him once more to tell him it was all okay.

“Katsuo, none of this is your fault.” Bakugou said while holding onto his precious child.

“...These 3 men..they came in with a briefcase and said they wanted to “get something to trade.” They broke open the door as me and mom were watching T.V and told us to go with them. Mom put up a good fight, and I tried to help. I used my quirk to blow up the case they brought with them. After that though, the knocked me out. I see mom is gone, so they must’ve taken her and left me behind. I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything else.” The younger blonde said in shame once more.

“Katsuo....I’m so proud of you.” With those words, Katsuo looked up to his father in confusion.

“You’re 5 years old and you took great action to protect yourself and your mom. Not a lot of kids could do what you just did. I’m proud of you, and I’m so glad you’re okay son.” Bakugou said. His child finally showing a smile with a face identical to Katsuki’s and E/C eyes that replicated yours.

“Thanks dad.” The young boy said as his father picked him up.

“Of course. You’ll be an incredible hero in the future. The best of the best. I know it.” Bakugou said as he carried his son to the bathroom. “Let’s wash you up, change your clothes and get you to bed. You had a long night.”

“But what about mom? Shouldnt we go look for her.” Katsuo said in worry.

“Of course we will son. I will do everything in my power to bring her home to us as quickly as possible. That’s a promise, but right now, my priority is making sure everything is straight here at home. You’re mother is the strongest person I know, she will be okay, but I have to take care of you first. Okay?” Bakugou explained.

“Okay dad.”

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When Katsuo was washed up and tucked in bed, Katsuki went downstairs to clean up and fix whatever he could. When he finally saw the horrible sight, terrible thoughts came to mind of what could’ve went down. The longer he thought about it, the closer he was to tears. Y/N and Katsuo are his entire life. If one of them were gone, it would throw his entire being all out of wack. But he had faith in his powerful wife. She can withstand anything they throw at her....but he wasn’t sure how long. Bakugou began to sweep the glass and soot, throw away the broken wood, mop the floors of blood, put the couch and coffee table back into place, and moved the T.V to the side. That could be fixed in the morning. Once he was done, he took a shower and headed to his room for bed.

The Alaskan king sized bed was huge. It was giant, especially for just 2 people and the occasional child, but the love of his life was always right next to him to make the cold, empty bed feel warm and full of love and happiness. Now she’s not here. As Bakugou lays with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling, he realized he wouldn’t be able to sleep. He journied out of his bed and to his son’s room. As he opened the door, he saw his child right in front of it as he seemed to have opened it as well.

“Whatcha’ doing bud?” Bakugou asked as he looked down to his mini me.

“Couldn’t sleep. Too cold..... Too scared..... Too lonely.” He son replied. Bakugou internally smiled at how his son and him were so similar. He really was a carbon copy of Bakugou Katsuki, that’s for sure.

“C’mon son,” Bakugou said as he lifted his boy up and walked towards the full sized bed. “We’re gonna need some sleep.” As the two blondes lay side by side, still staring at the ceiling, the younger one spoke up.

“.......Everything’s gonna be okay....right dad?” His son said with a break in his voice and teary eyes. “Mom will come back, and we’ll go back to being the awesome family we always are...right?” The boy said while looking at his father.

Bakugou stared at him for a bit, before pulling him into his chest and rubbing his back.

“I promise, Katsuo.”

The young child quietly sobbed into his fathers chest once more, after holding in all these tears for so long, and held a firm grip on Katsuki’s shirt. As Katsuki held onto his sad son, he too let a few silent tears shed as he hid his face atop of his son’s head.

‘I promise.’ The loving father thought to himself as he kissed the top of the boy’s head and held him a little tighter than before.

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It’s been 3 days. 3 days too long for Katsuki and his worried son. They’ve been apart from Y/N for 3 days and are worried sick. After the two woke up from that sad night, Bakugou called in the Bakusquad to help find Y/N. The squad was lucky enough to be able to find DNA evidence and find out exactly who was in the house. Through the power of the internet and high tech power, they were able to track the villains and gather intel. Where they stay, what they do, their quirks, and where their base is. They’ve taken a very knowledgeable guess and estimate to find out where Y/N was, and now it was time to come up with a plan. They’ve been working for a few days and Bakugou was starting to get frustrated.

“AGH! WE’RE NOT GETTING ANYWHERE!” Bakugou exclaimed.

“Hey man, don’t you think it’s time we go to the agency and get their help and permission on this?” His best friend asked.

“I would love to get more help, especially from the agency, but there’s too many rules with them for a case like this. We have to go off the books to find Y/N, because when we do, nobody and no rules are gonna stop me from killing the idiots who thought it was okay to touch my wife!” Bakugou screamed out.

“Well you do realize how illegal this is right? We’re heroes, we’re supposed to abide by the law, stop those who break it, and kinda enforce it too.” Mina said.

“We were Y/N’s friends and family before we were pro heroes. If you’re too scared to go on, I won’t force you to continue, but nothing is going to stop me.” Bakugou calmly said.

As the silence filled the room, everyone bowed their heads. They were all confused and scared and worried for their dear Y/N.

“......How’s Katsuo taking this?” Kaminari asked.

“For a 5 year old, really well. Since I dropped him off with Deku and Round Face, he’s had other things to do but I’m sure his mom is all he could think about....I made my son a promise and I’m going to keep it. I’m gonna get her back.” Bakugou said.

With that, another silence fell upon the room. The squad came up with multiple plans but they all had major flaws. The one with the biggest risk however, would be the most efficient one. After thinking about it and having it in the backs of their minds, Kirishima spoke.

“Bakugou, let’s go with your plan.” The entire group looked up at the faux red in shock.

“Kirishima are you crazy?!” Mina asked.

“People will die if we go through with it. People who don’t deserve death as a final punishment!” Sero added on.

“Well Y/N is gonna die if we don’t do something about it right now. We have the best option right now, and yeah, it’s not the most holy, but it’s what we got! Do we wanna save our friend or not?!” Kirishima exclaimed.

After exchanging some looks and nods of agreement, the group was in. They were so lucky they weren’t doing this by the books.

“Okay then. Cover our tracks, don’t leave behind any evidence, and nobody get caught. We keep a steady flow and waste no movements. Get in, save Y/N, get out.” Bakugou explained while standing up.

“Let’s go save my wife.”

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Here we are. The Bakusquad right infront of the warehouse they were keeping Y/N in. How did they get here? Bakugou’s plan of course. Go in to the HQ, demand answers, kill when getting no answers, kill when you got the answers. Kill, Kill, Kill. Blood now stained the hands of the Bakusquad both literally and figuratively. Whatever it takes to save her.

As Bakugou blew down the door with an explosion, multiple men came attacking the 5 heroes. Each henchman and goon getting killed in the process. When the crowd of people was left to just the pros, they looked around and saw Y/N right in the middle of the room. Her arms were being held up to suspend her and she was barely moving. Her body left in nothing but her panties and bra, her torso covered in blood and gashes, her arms littered with tears in the skin, her body covered in bruises, and her legs filled with cuts. The sight was torture to Bakugou as he attempted to run out to her.

“Y/NNN!!!” The blonde said as he sprinted towards his hurt wife, however, he was stopped.

“Come any closer and I’ll slash her pretty little throat.” Said a man as he showed up behind Y/N, coming out of the shadows and keeping Bakugou at bay.

Bakugou growled in frustration before speaking. “Let her go! Please! I’ll give you anything!” He bargained.

“Oh I know you will. That’s the whole reason why we took this gorgeous thing right here,” the man said while tilting your head to make you face him. Bakugou saw your blurred eyes stare right at the man in a dull manner. You were almost gone. “We want......well....we just want nothing to be honest. What we really want is you gone, but we’re aware we can’t kill you. None of us stand a chance against Dynamight BUT, there’s more than one way to destroy a person. When I kill your wife, your heart and soul, I’d be destroying you. Dynamight wouldn’t be able to function without his precious girl, and would be a shit hero because of it. More crime to the villains.”

Bakugou grunted at the whole thing, shaking in his boots. His dear wife, right there infront of him and he couldn’t do shit. Bakugou really got ticked on when the man spoke of what they did to Y/N.

“Don’t her scars look beautiful? She had the most melodious screams. It made the lot of my men wonder how she would sound in bed,” the smirked at he went to grab at Y/N’s breast.

“You bastard! Get your hands off my wife!” Bakugou screamed.

“That’s fine, I, along with others, have already had our fun with Y/N. Her pussy is completely stretched out now.” The man said with a smirk.

Bakugou saw red. “You fuckers RAPED MY Y/N?!???!!!!” The villain only smirked towards Bakugou before holding silence for a few seconds.

“Her cries were quite lovely,” the man said as he licked Y/N’s lips and kissed her. Everyone could see Y/N flinch and struggle to get away from the nasty attack. And they couldn’t do anything about it.

As the villain went on, Chargebolt noticed something. Rubber boots! How could he forget! After being on so many missions together, the Bakusquad all agreed the bottoms of their hero costumes should consist of rubber, so Denki could do his attack through the floor without hurting them. So with the villain distracted and back to talking, Denki shot 4 million volts into the floor, shocking the man, hearing him scream in pain. When Denki stopped the attack, the man was left there standing, still alive of course, but weak enough for Bakugou to take his anger out on him. Denki is such a good friend.

Bakugou blasted off and went straight to the man, grabbing his throat and beating him. He littered his with bruises and let the man experience all types of pain. It was a brutal murder and Bakugou ended it with grabbing the man’s neck and blasting him right then and there. It was over. It was done.

As Katsuki ran towards Y/N, he told the squad to clear the place of any proof they were there. Once he reached his wife and got her down and held her close and cried.

“K-Katsuki..” Y/N said weakly. Bakugou held her closer in his lap as he cried into her hair.

“I-...I’m here Y/N. I-it’s ok, I’m here. I got you....it’s over now.” Bakugou felt Y/N snuggle into him as she let a sigh of relief and comfort. Bakugou was too busy crying and saying his apologies. He couldn’t hear his sweet wife utter the most important phrase she had to say at the moment.

“Thank you.” She softly whimpered out.

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It took a few days for Y/N to be fixed up again. The rape was hard on Y/N, but that’s okay because Bakugou was willing to wait for her whenever she felt ready. He was just happy to have his family back together....well..almost. After having multiple appointments with recorvery girl and extra TLC at home, Y/N was ready to get her son back. The drive to Deku’s house would be excruciating. Y/N just wanted to hold her baby boy in her arms and feel his love.

“You ready?” Bakugou asked with a smile as he saw Y/N looking at herself in the mirror. She returned the smile and walked up to her husband, embracing him in a loving hug, which he gladly returned.

“Thank you....for everything, hero.” Y/N smiled with the side of her face pressed against his chest. Bakugou kissed the top of her head before speaking.

“I love you, Teddy Bear.” Bakugou smiled.

“....Yeah...well not as much as I love you.” She said back with sass.

Bakugou’s eyes shot open at that comment.

“Is that a challenge shitty woman?!” Bakugou said while shaking her at her shoulders. Y/N only giggled before speaking.

“Nope, a challenge would be who gets to drive the new car to pick up Katsuo!” Y/N said while taking the keys out of Katsuki’s hand and running off.

“Wha- but-.....BUT I WANNA DRIVE IT!” He said like a child. The two tussled for the right to drive and laughed as they finally got to be together as the loving couple they are.

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As Bakugou drove, Y/N held onto his hand. They were both smiling and couldn’t wait to be a happy family again.

“I’ve missed him so much..” Y/N said aloud.

Bakugou looked at her with content before speaking.

“And he’s missed you, Teddy Bear. We both did. It didn’t feel right with you gone.” He said while picking up your hand and giving it a kiss.

“Well I’m back now.” You said while smiling.

“And everything is almost perfect, we just need to get one more thing.” Katsuki said as he pulled into Deku’s driveway.

When the green haired hero opened the door for the couple, his eyes sparkled with joy and relief.

“Y/N! You’re safe!” The young pro said while embracing you.

“Safe and ready to see my son!” You said with excitement.

“He’s upstairs in his room. I don’t think he woke up yet, oh and I’m sorry Ochako isn’t here. She would’ve loved to see you back home, safe.” Deku said with a smile as he made way for you both.

“No worries, I’ll give her a call,” you said as you dragged Bakugou’s hand up the stairs. Before you continued, you turned to look at Deku.

“Thank you for taking care of Katsuo while we were gone, Izuku. It means a lot to us.” You said with appreciation and friendly love.

Deku nodded with a smile as he gestured for you to continue your journey to your son. As you walked into the room, you saw him with messy bed hair, a little drool on his mouth, and covered in blankets. The sight of him almost brought you to tears. As Bakugou closed the door, you sat in his bed just petting his head, waiting for Bakugou to join you. With Katsuki now by your side, you shook the little boy gently until he stirred awake.

“Katsuo...I missed you, love.” You whispered.

“Wha...huh?” Katsuo said, while looking around. When his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw an Angel. His mother right next to him, giving him the kindest smile he’s ever seen. With tears in his eyes, he jumped on her, giving her the biggest hug.

“MOM!!!” The boy loudly sobbed as he held onto you tight. The moment was perfect. The light shining in on the room, a mother and son embracing each other, and tears of joy all around.

“Hi baby. I’m home.” You sighed as you held him tighter. “I’m so sorry if I worried you, Katsuo.”

“N-no, it’s okay. Dad p-romised me you’d be back. H-he promised he would bring you b-back and dad always keeps hi-s promises.” Katsuo said while trying to fight the little hiccups coming his way.

“He really does, doesn’t he?” You said while looking over at your husband. His eyes were filled with tears and he was smiling so much his cheeks were turning red.

“I-I love you both, so damn much.” Katsuki said with breaks in his voice. He leaned into to hold the two in his arms as he teared up along side with them. The family all together again, the love for one another stronger than ever before.

Bakugou thought they should be getting home soon, but that word seemed to mess with him. Home. It wasn’t a big mansion or the buildings that could be considered a house. His home was all right here in his arms. His home consisted of his wife and his son. His home are the two people in his life that mattered most to him. His home is right here, with them. No matter where they are, where they go, or what happens, Y/N Bakugou and Katsuo Bakugou will always be his home.

A/N: y’all I’m sorry if this sucked😭 I started this about a week ago, and took a minor break and wasn’t able to finish it. I finally did, and it’s kinda sloppy but I hope you enjoyed it none the less. I really just wanted to get it out bc the person that requested it was waiting for awhile so I felt so bad but HERE IT ISSS!! I hope you enjoy it. I’m sorry for the delay. See you soon Bear Cubs! ��🧸

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tobi-smp · 3 years

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On the whole trans! headcanon post thing.

Personally I have always been raised with the mindset "No until yes" meaning if somebody didn’t explicitly state they're comfortable with something, it's a no for me.

That worked out fine because I never really was into rpf, more of a weeb.

So whenever I saw people draw characters differently from canon I would just shrug it off and go "Well they're fictional, if drawing Hatsune miku black and ace makes them happy" and move on.

Joining the DSMP was a sort of (fandom)culture shock because the characters look and often times act exactly like their irl counterpart. Of course there is a distinction in my mind c!Tommy clearly is not cc!Tommy and people are absolutely allowed to headcanon c!Tommy (I think Tommy even gave explicit permission once?)

But I still get confused how to act in a RPF fandom?

(I also never really got in any movie fandoms if you ask, animation was always more of my jam)

context: [Link]

that's completely fair, like I said there's nothing wrong with being uncomfortable with fan content for any reason. the problem is when people not only get angry at people who make that content as a baseline but actively Accuse those people of intentionally being creepy or boundary braking if not entirely accusing them of being predators. which is by no means a problem with everyone who's uncomfortable with it, but there's been a rising issue with it especially as of late.

however, there's a few things I think that's still worth addressing, even if these things don't affect how your or anyone do (or Should) feel about the content itself.

firstly, the dream smp Isn't an rpf fandom, but it Does exist along side an rpf fandom. it's a venn diagram, and usually that doesn't cause any problems but "usually" isn't all the time. there are people who Only are interested in the fandom for the roleplay, people who had no idea about who these people were Until they found the roleplay, and who aren't interested in their other content. or people who are just More Invested in the roleplay than they are with the streamers themselves.

those people aren't going to have that same issue, because what they Know are the characters. and in turn it's much easier to treat the characters how they would any other fandom. to project onto the characters and fill in the gaps of what their personalities are like off screen without being influenced by who their actors are in real life.

which can be a real culture shock to people who don't have that relationship with the fandom, who can't image having that relationship with the fandom. that's part of where I think some of the accusations come from, as I said.

but there's a reason why people have been trying to fight with ao3 to get an Actual tag system for roleplay smps instead of cramming them all under the rpf label (on top of the obvious sorting/Archiving issue that comes when creators are involved with more than one thing, as they almost always are). keeping the two separate is Healthy, even and Especially for people who are heavily invested in the cc's themselves. letting your feelings for the characters influence your feelings for the actors and letting your feelings for the actors influence your feelings for the characters can get messy really fast.

granted, there's nuance in that. there's nothing wrong with being attached to a character because of the actor playing them, it happens with movies and shows all the time. but it gets messy when people take criticism for a character the same way they take criticism for an actor. or worse, use criticism for a character as a sheet to Hide criticism for the actor. or more ridiculously, get angry with an actor for something their character has done in the roleplay. all of which are problems in other fandom spaces with more conventional actors, it's just more intense here because of the circumstances.

parasocial relationships aren't inherently bad, but they can get toxic if you let them. that's why people need to remind themselves of that distance between the characters and the actors even if they're invested in the characters Because Of the actors. including and especially when you interact with other people.

secondly, while I understand that notion in theory (and I Absolutely agree with it in this context in some cases) there's nuance to the situation as well.

these are their characters and they are actors. the boundary was looser, harder to find, in earlier on but by now most of the creators are playing characters and are aware of that fact. I think this is especially true for creators who joined after the server was more established, but as time has gone on the older characters have been fleshed out to the point that we can't argue that they're the same anymore.

we Saw the contrast between charlie the Content Creator establishing himself on the server and Slime The Character being introduced to the lore. charlie has a note pad of all of the information that slime has learned on the server so he can remember what his character can and cannot talk about, get in his head and figure out how someone with the information that slime has would react to a given situation. slime may be influenced by his personality, but he is a character who lives a life that he does not.

likewise, after being allowed to establish himself on the server for a little while foolish went whole ham on being a totem god of life (and formerly a god a death) and we stan forever.

even someone like tubbo, who says that his character reacts how he thinks he'd react in those situations, has experienced things so Detached from what tubbo the content creator has experienced that they aren't and couldn't be the same people.

remember when tommy died and tubbo wasn't in the right headspace for reacting to it? when he said he couldn't get his footing in the roleplay? it threw everyone off, people made fix-it fics and fanart and headcanons, because tubbo reacted how tubbo The Content Creator wanted to react and not how Tubbo Underscore the traumatized child soldier who just lost his best friend for a second time would've reacted, and we all knew that it was wrong because we all knew tubbo the Character. if tubbo wasn't invested in his roleplay, if there wasn't a divide between the two, then we would have accepted how he reacted, because it would've been consistent to how he'd always played the character.

their experiences are not the same and they aren't Supposed To Be. these are actors portraying a story and they're all Aware of this fact. the people involved in the acting are there because they Want to be. tommy, tubbo, and dream Designed the exile arc because they wanted to tell that story, and it was brilliant. part of it is their strength as streamers yes, but it's their strength as Actors and Writers that carry it as well. their natural chemistry with each other as friends makes improv easier to get into, but it's the acting itself that carries it.

now, that doesn't mean that there aren't Any boundaries, or that there Shouldn't be any boundaries, because that isn't true. and you're still right in the sense that the characters are closer to their actors than you'd typically see in other media. (though there is a sliding scale there, which I'd probably call the "charlie to techno" scale. some actors are much closer to their characters than others and it affects How they roleplay and how the audience reacts to those characters)

I have a hard line with nsfw unless it is Explicitly given permission (and of course a harder line for the minors), because you're right. at the end of the day its their faces and their names and that could easily, Easily have a different effect on them from other aspects of fandom. Any boundary that the cc's set At All should be treated with the respect that that deserves. wilbur said no shipping him with schlatt, so don't ship him with schlatt. it's that simple and it should always be that simple.

that said, there's a couple problems with the "assume no unless stated otherwise" approach, outside of nsfw.

firstly is what I talked about earlier, people abusing ambiguity or Perceived ambiguity as an excuse to harass people or content that they don't like. the dream smp wiki fighting over ranboo and tubbo's relationship status until a server admin change it to platonic claiming that ranboo had said that he wasn't comfortable with it being labeled romantic, which turned out to be a Lie that ranboo had to address himself. or god forbid the situation with knifetrick

people have been Especially sensitive with ranboo and tubbo's relationship in the dream smp, and it's not like I don't understand why. people have been shipping the content creators for a long time now, which has put a lot of people on edge (the assumption that if you ship their characters, or even portray the relationship as it is in canon, then you must ship the creators or are trying to hide the fact that you ship the creators).

I thought that'd died down as people got used to their canon relationship, but apparently not.

for people who don't know, knifetrick was a mystery fanfic written by relaxxattack centering on ran and jackie from the pit episode of tales from the smp. they were minor characters played by ranboo and tubbo who were, essentially, turned into ocs for the sake of the fic. being fleshed out, given backstories and personalities and placed in it's own setting, to the point that it wasn't necessary to watch that tales episode to get invested in the fic itself. it also just so happened to have a romance subplot.

people on twitter found out about this romance subplot out of context from fanart and assumed immediately that it (and the fanfic itself) was just a flimsy excuse to ship the content creators either despite or because ran and jackie themselves had almost nothing to do with them (being on screen for such a short amount of time in the first place).

it started with people just bad mouthing the fic and the fanart in general, with relaxx asking people Not to post fanart on twitter specifically because it Was getting that reaction and those assumptions, and it escalated into people seeking it out specifically to tear into it and its creator. relaxx spent months fighting back that misinformation, up until people starting making up horrible things to accuse the fic of to try to whip people up into a moral panic. the misinformation and smear campaign was too much to handle and they abandoned their blog entirely.

I'd been keeping up with them and they'd been trying to contact ranboo and tubbo Specifically About Their Fic just so they could have it to counter the misinformation and campaigning against it. there was nothing in that fic that was anything more than what ranboo and tubbo had done on the dream smp, there was nothing nsfw and the relationship hadn't even gotten off the ground at that point in the story. and yet they here harassed off because the wrong people saw it and decided they didn't like it.

which slots into the other problem: communication.

there are thousands, Millions of people who are fans of these content creators, all vying for their attention all the time. the majority of them aren't embedded in the fandom, and the ones that are aren't going to have their thumbs in every pie that's out there.

it's Hard to get in contact with the creators to ask them what you want, and even if you do it's hard to get across the entirety of what you're asking when you do it. do they know the full implications when we ask them about shipping? when we ask them about trans headcanons? I don't know, and none of us really do.

but the fact remains, the creators can't answer a question that they can't see and we can't ask a question that they can't hear. relax fell into a gray area because they couldn't point to a specific point where the creators had said they were fine with people shipping ran and jackie because the creators hadn't Thought about the fact that people might want to, and that was used against them for the sake of harassment. relax Tried and Couldn't get in contact with them about it.

and that's where the problem lies, communication with content creators is not the same as communication with our friends or our family or our coworkers. because as much as there's a gap between the creators and the characters, there's also a gap between the creators and Us.

moreover, they don't have caards. they don't know what they should say or what people want information on, and when they hear it it's often in random twitter threads or embedded in random hours long streams. very rarely will a creator set aside a specific place to state their boundaries for their characters because they don't know that they Need to. which makes it all the harder, because people will Hear what the creators say and then not know where to find it to prove it. in a random stream or random twitter threat or from someone else who'd seen or heard.

there Is a Very Good And Important blog putting in the effort to try to catalogue and source all of that here: [Link] again, that's @smp-boundaries, who is putting in the active effort to try to collect the boundaries that the creators all set in one place to try to make it easier to navigate.

but even then, there are things that fall through the cracks, and of course not everyone is Aware that that exists and if they are they can't always find the information that they're looking for.

they have individual posts that they tag with the creators names, but they link to pages talking about the broad strokes right at the time in an organized list. looking at wilbur's page [Link] it mentions that he's okay with genderbends of his character, and they source that claim with this clip [Link]

that obviously Isn't talking about trans headcanons, but is it enough on it's own? he said that he doesn't care if his character is depicted as a woman so it should follow that he'd be okay with his character be depicted as a trans woman, or as nonbinary. but making that assumption and providing that evidence could still leave you open if you're facing criticism like relaxx did, if you don't have word for word evidence that specifically what you are doing is okay with the creators when a third party doesn't want you to be making the content that you are. and even if the information is already Out There it may be impossible to find.

and look at the specific response. he doesn't Care. you'll get that from many Many of the clips that they source. they don't care if their character gets shipped with whoever or presented in this or that way because they don't have to See it. because it doesn't affect their character in canon and it doesn't affect their day to day life. they only happen to hear glimpses of it through people desperately trying to reach them in stream, through chat or through donations, entirely by chance whether they'll be seen or responded to.

that's why treating it like a black and white consent issue is ignoring the actual situation at hand. it's more complicated than that Outright. it's a fandom for their characters, and most of the creators treat it that way. they aren’t even thinking about it and they’re going to keep not thinking about it once this confirmation is over. that's why I, personally, think respecting the boundaries that they intentionally put down is the way to go.

like I said, you're allowed to personally feel differently and act on that with how you filter out and engage with fan content, just try to be mindful of all of this when you interact with other people

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reluctanx · 3 years

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𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉 >> CLASS 1-B. || Fem!s/o

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘿𝙀𝘿: neito monoma, itsuka kendo, sen kaibara, ibara shiozaki, tetsutetsu tetsutetsu, reiko yanagi, setsuna tokage

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 (𝙎) : n/a [?]

-Neito Monoma

!! 🧺 | he’s actually very sweet, just a bit playful with you

!! 🧺 | he cracks joke just to make you laugh because your smile means EVERYTHING to him

!! 🧺 | i’m pretty sure he’s a nerd at color theory and would ALWAYS point out how beautiful your eyes are. even if it has a darker shade, he just knows that it’s a beautiful color that he loves so much

!! 🧺 | he doesn’t let other people touch his bunnies besides kendo, you may also be the exception

!! 🧺 | overly dramatic because he knows you can’t possibly, truly handle his bullshit

!! 🧺 | his teenager crush on you is so adorable, because he’s always in denial. or refuses to admit he have a crush on you

!! 🧺 | seeing that you’re not comparing him to a villain because of his quirk, wether it’s a joke or not. you automatically gain a part of his trust and respect. deadass

!! 🧺 | he bullies people for a reason, and you better deal with that

!! 🧺 | very argumentative, trying to fight with him with controversial topics is useless

!! 🧺 | LET. HIM. TOUCH. YO. HAIR………. pls

!! 🧺 | even if he tries, he can’t keep up late at night. HE WILL fall asleep, so sometimes you’ll be left on read accidentally-

!! 🧺 | when texting… he’s a total different person omg

!! 🧺 | no because if your seat is next to his, he will pass you the answers for the math exam.. (don’t lie, i know you’re a total dogshit at this subject. )

!! 🧺 | he’s a real big fan of Vlad king so you better be prepared seeing some of his merch in his closet

!! 🧺 | seeing you in his clothes makes him feel weird. he’ll try to make fun of you but he’s just really flustered to look at cha’ i swear

!! 🧺 | it’s rare to see him swear, so when he do so.. dear god..

!! 🧺 | HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR BODY SHAPE, SIZE OR WHATEVER, HE LOVES YOU THE WAY YOU ARE AND HE WILL REMIND YOU THAT

!! 🧺 | “you love me o’ sooo much it makes you look stupid.”

!! 🧺 | “don’t tell kendo about this, but i like you. for real.”

!! 🧺 | pronouns first with this man, pronouns = priority, pronouns respected. period.

!! 🧺 | he would be such a simp for you..

!! 🧺 | not obsessive or possesive, per se just jealous in a healthy way

!! 🧺 | “i’m literally a low quality version of bakugo.”

!! 🧺 | THEATRICAL, AS FUCK.

-Itsuka Kendo

!! 🧸 | SHE’S LITERALLY A SWEET HEART *SOBS SOBS*

!! 🧸 | she acts like your big sister sometimes.

!! 🧸 | she’s so shy and intimidated when she gets to date you bro..

!! 🧸 | your hero name? your hero costume? gives no shit, she find everything about you AMAZING.

!! 🧸 | you’re the little spoon, don’t prove me wrong, you’re the little spoon

!! 🧸 | she finds you so cute (especially if you have chubby cheeks, cause like uuuUhhh…)

!! 🧸 | she dresses you up when ya’ll get a girl days

!! 🧸 | she doesn’t know how to cook, depending on your cooking skills; either you get to cook or ya’ll order sum shit idk

!! 🧸 | she have a whole romantic cottagecore playlist dedicated for you whenever she thinks about you i swear.

!! 🧸 | you participates in her activity of : “knocking-down-neito-whenever-hes-been-an-ass”

!! 🧸 | can’t even afford to scold you the first time ya’ll meet, you’re so beautiful *sob sob*

!! 🧸 | if you’re in a social group space, you’re her favourite person, ya’ll are the duo of the friend group

!! 🧸 | “can’t sleep? that’s okay me too.”

!! 🧸 | picky, very picky eater. ya’ll may have trouble ordering something.

!! 🧸 | you’re the ticklish person, she’s the tickler. if you’re not, she’ll helplessly try to tickle you..-

!! 🧸 | “SPIDER, SPIDER!!”

!! 🧸 | your luck booster, i stg

!! 🧸 | she likes seeing you with fake cat ears, you look so adorable in her perspective

!! 🧸 | “LET’S WATCH A DISNEY MOVIE!!”

!! 🧸 | fast typer when texting.

!! 🧸 | you’re her angel, you are.

!! 🧸 | wants to be a make-up artist somedays.. so you better be ready and prepare to be a mannequin.

!! 🧸 | “you’re so weird *faces you* you’re so weird.”

!! 🧸 | 256 HOURS LONG OF TALK AND CHATS WHEN SHE ENCOUNTERS A LONG TIME FRIEND AT THE MALL

!! 🧸 | she wants to be a princess, your princess

!! 🧸 | SAY THAT YOU LOVE HER HAIR AND SHE WILL FLUSH

!! 🧸 | “why are you so pretty 🥺’

!! 🧸 | cottagecore lesbians :)

!! 🧸 | holding your hands + kisses + pecks on the lips, physical affection <<<<<<<<

!! 🧸 | gives you her stuffies, trust me she have LOADS of stuffies

!! 🧸 | BLUSHES SO HARD WHEN YOU WEAR HER CLOTHES

Sen Kaibara

!! 📢 | you don’t understand, the amount of love he holds for you is HUGE!

!! 📢 | fairly confident when he’s fighting by your side, you give him confidence..

!! 📢 | bad habits to compare your beauty with his

!! 📢 | trying to make him blush? oh honey, you don’t have to try once you have a relationship with him..

!! 📢 | his smile <<<<<<<<<<<<<

!! 📢 | usually quiet but tends to be talkative ONLY to you

!! 📢 | his heart beats faster and faster when you get close to him, but his face says 😐

!! 📢 | “kiss me already, dummy”

!! 📢 | really likes anime actually, ya’ll watch animes or read mangas sometimes :)

!! 📢 | *strokes strokes, scrubs scrubs your hair gently*

!! 📢 | thinks you look so cute in his clothes but doesn’t mention it

!! 📢 | secretly tries to get one of the things you crave for (an item, celebrity’s autograph idk sum shit)

!! 📢 | mockery against you? not on his watch.

!! 📢 | his love language is physical touch *sobs sobs*

!! 📢 | rubs your hand gently to calm you down when you feel anxious

!! 📢 | old times french love songs of edith piaf is his jam..

!! 📢 | hopeless romantic :c

!! 📢 | insecure? not on his watch,

!! 📢 | gives you his juice box to you and only to you

!! 📢 | you’re his first kiss

!! 📢 | BEST HUG GIVER

!! 📢 | the type to put your hair behind your ears

!! 📢 | “you’re my everything..”

!! 📢 | KISSES YOUR CHEEKS INTENSIVELY

!! 📢 | loves to feel euphoric, you make him euphoric

!! 📢 | you get the blower during summer lmao

!! 📢 | buys you loads of icecreams during summer

!! 📢 | go to the heater side during winter, right now, right here.

!! 📢 | everything you ask somethinh, he’ll answer instantly

!! 📢 | want something? dont worry, sen gotchu’

!! 📢 | SIMP

!! 📢 | wants to be someone truly meaningful to you

!! 📢 | you make him feel special for doing literally nothing

!! 📢 | he loves you, so so much.

Ibara Shiozaki

!! 🌱| literally the momo yaoyorazu of class 1-b but more theatrical

!! 🌱| you kinda just already knew that she have a preference for girls

!! 🌱| “mo- mother nature? what kind of silly things are you spouting out of that mouth of yours…”

!! 🌱| you are literally babied by her

!! 🌱| good baker and easily make your favorite dish/dessert

!! 🌱| you’re her top priority, and she carefully pays attention to you. deadass, she’s the type to wipe your mouth with her favorite tissue while she’s talking about a serious matter with her teamates bro

!! 🌱| she’s such a nerd in the rom-com industry, and gets pretty shy when you proceed to do something that is similar to a scene about one of her few rom-com movies. (ex: kadebon)

!! 🌱| she laughs so easily..

!! 🌱| “you’re so precious.”

!! 🌱| she showed all the symptoms of “crushing” back then, and you already knew that.

!! 🌱| everytime you hype her up, she smiles widely

!! 🌱| she’s so gift giving, she can’t leave you without giving you a gift first

!! 🌱| all the gifts you gave her stays safe and sound in her room

!! 🌱| “i might never be your hero, but i’ll be the winner of your heart.”

!! 🌱| she wants you to wear her clothes so ya’ll can match :)

!! 🌱| she’s quite wealthy, so she buys you some expensive gifts that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| always wrap her arms around you everywhere

!! 🌱| teases you but a lot

!! 🌱| she likes to do gardening stuff with you

!! 🌱| full knowledge on plants, every flowers she offers you was because of a characteristic that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| her efforts to be committed in your relationship is so visible

!! 🌱| always slips a little ‘I love you” everydays

!! 🌱| your love, affection and attention is enough to repay her for her consistent efforts.

!! 🌱| gets easily jealous but tries to hide it, but you obviously can tell due to her uncontrollable blush

!! 🌱| as she is so gift giving, you’ll try to argue with her saying she doesn’t need to give her this much gifts

!! 🌱| she gets overwhelmed when you make out of an exam/mission

!! 🌱| loves to give you a head massage while reading a book

!! 🌱| come and stargaze with her >:|

!! 🌱| kisses the back of your hand

!! 🌱| show you off when she have the chance to

!! 🌱| compared to what you may have assumed, she puts a lot of trust in her words when showin’ you off.

!! 🌱| “everyday and everynight, you make me happy just by thinking of your silly little face.”

!! 🌱| HELPS YOU WITH HOMEWORK

!! 🌱| SLEEPOVERS!!

!! 🌱| she felt insecure about her hair, so the fact that you had he audacity to pet her head made her fall inlove with you.

!! 🌱| gets genuinely confused when you laugh at her dramatic behavior

!! 🌱| her humor is kinda bad, so she may laugh at the stupidest thing ever

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

!! 🦈| oh boy, everything would be so wild with him

!! 🦈| you cannot leave the room without giving him a hug first

!! 🦈| awkward, like really

!! 🦈| “you’re the most coolest— beautifulest—…uuh.. person!”

!! 🦈| doesn’t academically succeed a lot, but puts a lot of efforts in his works. every praises you give him makes him smile

!! 🦈| makes you laugh without him knowing

!! 🦈| please, he probably starts to laugh when you start talking too fast because he doesn’t understand-

!! 🦈| in summer, he turns his arms into steel so you can grip against it (since steel is usually cold)

!! 🦈| probably have adhd

!! 🦈| loves to caress your cheeks

!! 🦈| sometimes kisses your little fingers for fun

!! 🦈| buddies to lover trope :D

!! 🦈| uses kaomoji than emojis

!! 🦈| his favorite song is teenage dirtbag

!! 🦈| he requires a good listener as his s/o, because he is a very talkative person and bring numerous topics and persons at the same time when talking to him

!! 🦈| “you’re extra-beautiful..”

!! 🦈| offers a fish related plushie

!! 🦈| shows off his abs for you

!! 🦈| two dumb hoes doing shit trope

!! 🦈| “you kinda remind me of an otter..?

!! 🦈| “wanna be a teenage dirtbag with me?”

!! 🦈| he calls you the popular girl of the school for a reason.. 😭

!! 🦈| calls you tetsutetsu junior when you wear his clothes

!! 🦈| openly admit that ya’ll are in a relationship to everyone

!! 🦈| is actually ticklish himself-

!! 🦈| loves to kiss your forehead

!! 🦈| loves to point out how cute you are

!! 🦈| definitely introduces you to fatgum and kirishima

!! 🦈| he can’t really came up with a petname.. so he’ll give you stupid ones

!! 🦈| as you can tell, he’s clearly not experienced but he tries, for you :)

!! 🦈| okay but power couple

!! 🦈| “if you steal the blankets, i am about to put my cold feets on you.”

!! 🦈| gets out of hands when he’s too excited

!! 🦈| gives you back hugs when you’re not feeling well

!! 🦈| best caregiver 🥺

!! 🦈| adores you

!! 🦈| play games with you :)

!! 🦈| sends you stupid note under the door whenever you’re taking a shit-

Reiko Yanagi

!! 👻|| you managed to get on her soft side when you told her that she wasn’t weird in any ways

!! 👻|| very quiet and patient with you

!! 👻|| really doesn’t wish to disturb or scare you, but she can’t let go of you — you were so nice

!! 👻|| when you tease her.. she’s a blushing mess

!! 👻|| you’re the only person she hangs most of her time with

!! 👻||she thinks that you’re so, so cool.

!! 👻|| doesn’t know how to react to all of your compliments, just knows how to cuddle

!! 👻|| she makes you listen to her favorite genre of music

!! 👻|| she tries her best to make your relationship with her dynamic as possible!

!! 👻|| with that say, praising is one of her top quality

!! 👻|| as much as she doesn’t know how to handle your praise, she can slap you back with her

!! 👻||”hey.. how abour we kiss? uh- um.. if- if you want to.”

!! 👻|| is actually a good kisser-

!! 👻|| her only way to calm you down was to kiss you when you get overwhelmed

!! 👻|| reiko is a really good listener and would literally listen to your 5 hours long story as she stare at you the whole time

!! 👻|| when you mention that her bags were really cool… good job bro, now she loves you

!! 👻|| SHE’S SO CLINGY, LIKE REALLY CLINGY

!! 👻|| unexpectedly good in video games

!! 👻|| “w-whoa.. i didn’t expected you to wear my clothes..you look adorable..”

!! 👻|| gets truly passionate when talking about paranormal facts

!! 👻|| she loves to play with the strands of your hair

!! 👻|| quality time <<<<<<<<

!! 👻|| would always remind you how beautiful you are

!! 👻|| once you have her sweater wrapped around your body, it’s officially yours now because she says so

!! 👻|| soft spokesperson with you bro..

!! 👻|| seems more confident when texting

!! 👻|| she loves taking pictures of you

!! 👻|| she probably wanted to make you visit the beach during the sunset

!! 👻|| she’s so proud of you..

!! 👻|| “oh, you deserve all of the praises of the world.”

!! 👻|| can’t even look at you in the eyes,, you’re so CUTE!!

!! 👻|| never leave you alone, never will or would

!! 👻|| always grips on your shirt so that you don’t get to be lost in a mission

!! 👻|| regularly checks up on you

!! 👻|| gives you LOADS of snacks during lunch

Setsuna Tokage

!! 🐊| COMMITTED IN THE RELATIONSHIP

!! 🐊| literally takes you out everywhere on ya’ll date

!! 🐊| don’t be shy, skateboard with her

!! 🐊| literally asks to be partnered up with you during the sport festivals

!! 🐊| will do everything for you

!! 🐊| have a reptile pet, you’re the only person knowing about that

!! 🐊| CHERISH YOU UNTIL SHE DIES

!! 🐊| “my sweet sweet pumpkin pie!”

!! 🐊| “let me kiss you until you can’t handle me anymore, darling.”

!! 🐊| she loves snuggling to your neck and leave soft kisses

!! 🐊| eyes contact is important

!! 🐊| you’re her favourite person

!! 🐊| ya’ll be ruining your sleep schedule for each other

!! 🐊| you guys always wear something that matches with the other (a hat, item, shirt.. etc.)

!! 🐊| setsuna announces her relationship with you to the class as if she proposed to you in a mariage

aight ya’ll, bye!

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Review: Jewgeni Onegin at the Komische Oper Berlin (or: Rolling Around on the Grass in Angst is For Everyone)

I still cant believe I actually got to see this opera live. You can imagine how excited I was, simply to hear THAT MUSIC live. And what can I say? It absolutely delivers. (Also very glad it wasn’t canceled “Because of Tchaikovsky;” in fact Lensky was sung by a Ukrainian and the occasion was used for him to speak to the audience, sing for his homeland, and ask for help. Which seems better than simply canceling things or bashing a composer that doesn’t have anything to do with this war, but I am also no expert and also not Ukrainian so I will end it at that.)

I am absolutely biased and love the Carsen Onegin, but the lush carpet of grass throughout the production was certainly easy on the eyes and helped me not Long for Leaves the whole time. Or apples for that case, teehee. I really loved when golden light would shine through the trees as well, although those moments were far too few in the production, in my opinion. In general black was the rule, especially in the Letter Scene...which absolutely accentuated a sense of loneliness and isolation. However, here is my biggest complaint about this staging: Tatyana sings the whole “kto ti?” bit FACING AWAY FROM THE AUDIENCE, robbing us of a) clear enunciation of the lyrics and b) full reception of her beautiful voice and c) instead of Very Important Facial Expressions we get Hmm Interesting Arm Fidgeting for a good few minutes and it’s Very Uncomfortable. At least, I thought so.

Oh no I already went a big negative, so I might as well keep ripping off the bandaid. Second complaint: WHY IS LENSKY SO VIOLENT!?!?! He actually slaps (SLAPS!! WHAT!?! THIS IS SO GOSHDANG OUT OF CHARACTER!) Olga at the end of Act II, as well as grabbing and pulling her around multiple times against her will during the ball. Not to mention excessive physical violence towards Onegin. Who is supposed to feel sorry for him by the time his aria comes around (and of course, of course he is drinking and super drunk by the end. I believe I have seen reviews from mutuals about this production before and I agree entirely, WHAT!??! Having Lensky and Onegin fight and duel because they are drunk... is.... not okay.... grrrrrrrr. I’m going to be diplomatic here and say: at least they got their drunk vibes right. Lensky is drinking FOR the sad vibes and Onegin is drinking because it’s all gone over his head; “haha this is funny, we’re joking right!?” Lensky’s body language replies: “dude, stop messing with my Sadboi vibes. I’m 1000000% serious here.”)

Also, the way the duel ends, the way Onegin comes out of the woods... is absolutely devastating. But I stand by NOT APPROVING of him drunkenly murdering his pal and then being all bloodthirsty and savage about it afterwards in order to scare off Tatyana, who has run onstage in fright and heard the gunshots. Though again to be diplomatic, I have to respect the VibesTM from this portrayal, because it is very much a nod to the beastly Onegin in Tatyana’s dream in the novel.

On that note, I’d like to bring up that this production is extremely Tatyana-centric (as if Tchaikovsky’s opera was not already!). She is basically in every scene and the opera is set from her perspective; she is either center stage or the center of attention, or at least watching the action, in every scene except Lensky’s aria. (This does nothing to help build audience sympathy or even attention for Lensky, because even during his Act I aria with Olga, Tatyana and Onegin are onstage the whole time Flirting with Fruit Preserves and honestly hogging all the attention because we all have priorities and clearly there is more exciting tEnSioN between Handsome Stranger and Awkward Introvert and ESPECIALLY when JAM is INvoLvEd! I was really trying not to laugh and also grrr in anger because I think Olga and Lensky NEED MORE ATTENTION. But I digress.)

The pacing in this version is also an absolute fever dream. Maybe this is also a reference to Tatyana’s dream.... I was shocked and kept expecting an intermission, but the production goes all the way until the end of the duel in Act II before ANY break, and it also moves so fast (I wasn’t sure if they always stage it like that, with no break between Acts I and II, or if the merging was pandemic related to avoid Mingling Time?) In any case, the music always seemed to blend into each other, and there seems to be truly no break between the Letter Scene and the Rejection Scene, scene Tatyana is onstage, in the same place, the whole time.

IMPORTANT LITTLE DETAILS:

-- Uh.. Tatyana puts her letter in... IN... the jam jar to deliver it??! nice, you awkward lovely mess. I love it

-- not my favorite touch, but said letter is clearly a compilation of sentences/bits out of Tatyana’s books (i.e. all the romance/etc she reads) and thus absolutely not original. Which I understand I suppose, but I don’t have to like it... I feel like even Pushkin as the narrator wasn’t... dissatisfied with her letter even if it reflected the influencing materials... plus o.g. Tatyana did not just copy and paste like This Tatyana clearly did, for all a first-time audience knows watching this production, Tatyana is not only naïve and rash but also a flat out plagiarizer!!! no thank you)

-- Filipyevna is not forgetful at all in this version; at the end of Scene 1 she approaches and says “can it be Tatyana’s taking a liking to our new suitor?” directly TO Tatyana (who smiles unabashedly in response) and then after the letter scene is clearly messing with Tatyana by pretending not to remember. She throws the jam-jar-plus-letter around, as if playing fetch with Tatyana, who eventually gets mad and shoves Filipyevna’s tea and saucer out of her hands and onto the grass.

-- Onegin then ALSO proceeds to throw the jam jar around when he comes to reject Tatyana and also kind of reads over and laughs about the letter (wow meanie). He is no gentleman and kind of skips offstage at the end, leaving Tatyana to fly into a bit of a fit and throw her romance novel onto, you guessed it, the grass

-- at the beginning of Act II Onegin picks up and reads a bit of said book, which he finds lying in the grass.. and then gives Tatyana an AWFUL knowing look and throws it back to her, laughing a bit... again nodding to the whole “your letter was just a cheap copy of what was in this book! I KNOW YOUR SECRET!!” which.... okay was funny/juicy drama but also I did not appreciate it because as you know I we stan Tatyana here and maybe she isn’t 1000% original but then again who is, and we know Onegin isn’t.. Or Lensky goodness gracious. GAHHHH but the cringe effect is...effective so I suppose that is the point.

-- LOVE MONSIEUR TRIQUET he had this rad trick of lighting a candle on Tatyana’s birthday cake to the beat of his couplets. What a dude

-- Ëcossaise! Sad that there was no choreography and honestly was almost mad when the stage crew came out onstage to disassemble the palace walls at the end of the first scene in Act III, bue then it started to make sense (Onegin’s sanity was crumbling a bit, or at least his world had been turned upside down), and then two or three crew members started rolling up the carpet and kicking it into its cylinder shape in time to the descending motif at the very end of the ëcossaise repeat and that sealed the deal... I LOVE IT and so did the audience, plus honestly it is the point of the story where a good laugh is absolutely appropriate.

--Oh yes, I am already ahead of myself. First of all, during Gremin’s aria, everything goes dark at one point and it’s really just Onegin and Tatyana, he is clearly checking her out and she gets very angry at him, turns on hi m and storms away, dropping her white lily flower that she was holding. Do I need to explain!??! I believe it speaks for itself and it’s a sublime moment, absolute shivers.

-- The finale. I LOVE that Onegin is the center of attention during the beginning angstiness of the finale, usually we see Tatyana’s suffering, but I don’t think I can ever return to hearing it that way - this is Onegin’s time to suffer! And that’s how it is in the novel, too, for weeks on end. Tatyana only appears onstage as she begins to sing her lines. And THE JAM RETURNS! Tatyana absolutely slays as the regal queen she is, she is almost mean in her delivery of her rejection and suspicion towards Onegin as she struts around him in That Red Dress of Revenge as I call it, Telling Him How It Is. YES GIRL :) YOU’RE SO RIGHT. And I was absolutely not expecting her to kiss him at the end, nor to stand by while he delivers his last lines of despair was she is usually offstage by then. It was completely badass and tragic but also in a way quite wonderful in a way I hadn’t seen before, nor in a way you can experience by reading the novel; this way, it is clear that Onegin understands and also respects her decision in the end/stops fighting; Tatyana leaves him but doesn’t have to run away for him to realize the game is absolutely, for ever over. We love to see it. Or I do, at least. I believe it’s in character, too. Onegin might be an anti-hero of sorts but he does have respect. He might be desperate and ridiculous and unfair at the end in his letter and in the final duet, but he hasn’t lost all sense of self or dignity. (But anyone who wants to discuss this further with me, please do!)

,Overall, I loved the quirkiness and general feel of this production - it was funny (as I believe Onegin should be!) but also equally serious and heartbreaking. The costumes were beautiful and vibrant, especially against the rather black staging, and it was extremely dynamic despite the intimate nature of this opera (and it did indeed feel intimate). Each characterization was overflowing with personality and expression. The acting and singing were phenomenal and filled the entire opera house with energy and urgency. Therefore I say, mission absolutely accomplished... this story was made to touch people, and paired with Tchaikovsky’s music and great musical direction, it can’t help but reach out and touch each audience member (or rather grab them and give them a good shaking...)

That being said, finally getting to see this opera live also made it clear to me how subtle and, well, domestic it is... The story (besides a duel that is thankfully not uhhh so acceptable or normal in our society anymore) is nothing too sensational, surprising, or dramatic (let’s just say it’s no Il Trovatore hehe, as far as I know it’s actually one of the simplest/calmest plots so to say). Because I loved it from the start I hadn’t really considered or understood that before but now I do... I guess that’s all I have to say.

And I still can’t believe it! Ahhh! I’m so grateful it worked out.

Here’s to seeing many more versions in the future.

#long post #MY OPINIONS ONLY #i mean duh but I always feel nervous posting Opinions ehehehehhehehe

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