#General Distate of Tumblr

[blorbosexterminator]

This is a speculation on my part of course, but i think, when Berlin and Palermo are portrayed as total opposite of each other (cultured vs brute, cool leader vs whiny incel) is partly a reaction to the Palermo = Berlin2.0 thing. Like unconsciously, to prove they are not the same. But in canon they are more similar than different, and imo, it's not a bad thing, this is in part what makes berlermo great ship.

It's not a speculation without any accuracy in it. But also not one that I think is very accurate on a large scale. Palermo was definitely written as another Berlin, 100%, the parallels in their scenes in the Mint and the Bank aren't subtle. The showrunners function in the same role that Berlin had in season 1 and 2. The general audience didn't take well to that. In the end they had absolutely loved and attached themselves to Berlin, especially the "Berlin alpha male beat stupid feminists" straight male audience lmfao. They didn't like the replacement (and I'd say Palermo being gay had a thing or two to do with that, but not the only reason, definitely.) So, without really disputing any of the similarities between Palermo and Berlin, they were very clear about their distate of the move from the writers.

Those "they are total opposites uwu" is definitely a fandom and ao3 movement, not one from the larger audience. And it has more to do with the culture and general way of writing, especially mlm, fanfiction than it does with any particularties of the show. Palermo, solely for having a "gay, unrequited" storyline, was projected on en masse by the Twitter/Tumblr fandom, ao3 writers and readers, which in turn had a huge effect on the transformation of Canon Martín to this version that we see, but also a really, really big effect on the depiction of Berlin as the wattpad-y perfect monstrous boyfriend tamed by the perfect little, but insecure and troubled, girl, Palermo, in this scenario. This diyctomy, trend, ane trop wholly emerges from those fandoms and fits really well with their approach of most ships, especially mlm ones, regardless of particular depictions in their particular media. And you can very easily notice this not just by the huge difference in the depiction of Martín in Canon vs fanon, but also in the really big difference between Palermo to "fandom" and Palermo to the wider, older, and especially male, audience.

Anyway, at the end, yes: they *are* more similar than not in canon, it's meant like that by the writers and directors, and by the actors. And I agree, it's what makes the ship really interesting, both Palermo and Berlin think the other is their reflection. And it does elevate their relationship, makes it way really interesting.

[mikkouille]

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[cornelthecursed]

(CONT. @tinastarkandco. Tumblr is still bugged)

The vampire relented. After he had showever he had settled on his bed, his back against the headboard and he was thinking about everything that had happened today. It was an eventful day he had to say. First he was roused from hsi four hundred year nap - which was this long unintentionally. Then he was forced to learn a new language and adapt within a manner of hours. The language learning process quite easy - yet he knew most vampires would take weeks instead of hours. He felt worse for adjusting to the whole new age thing.

Not to mention he felt worse because of his eyesight gone wrong. Maybe it had been wrong all along, but he never realized it. He did indeed use his eyes for looking into distance more than reading books, but still he was a vampire he shouldn’t have his eyes go bad. But then again....he was old. He hated to admit that to himself but as he played with the frame of the glasses he had to. He was over 5 and a half centuries old if the year on the datapad was correct. An awful long time for anything to go wrong with his physical body.

And it wasn’t like he was staying young forever. He knew that his body was aging, at slower rate maybe than humans but he was aging. Maybe that was the reason why Old generation vampires are no longer a thing. He had no idea if any were still alive - if his calculations were correct than the Highest should be overdue to have died. Salvatore was over two thousand years old before he was forced to go to healing sleep and he doubted that the man would live. But he had no idea on how to check considering he knew no vampires at the moment.

Rubbing his eyes he sighed and reached for one of the books Tina had provided to read for a little bit before settling into bed. The note she had written slipping from the top of the stack and fallling to the floor. He never thought a piece of paper this small would cause such big feeling of regret stir in him. And before he could talk himself out of it he was on his feet - his hair still dripping from the shower he had taken a moments before.

It didn’t take long to find the woman. If she was like his protector there were only two rooms she would be - her own or the laboratory. And since she didn’t respond to his knocking nor did he hear her heartbeat in the room he proceeded on his quest. As he approached the lab he heard voices. Well it wasn’t hard considering his hearing. What he didn’t expect was Tina’s tired voice claiming she missed them. Cornelius stopped short in his footsteps and despite his better judgment listened in.

Was she also grieving someone? Were they close to her? The questions made him feel guiltier than before and he couldn’t help but run a hand through his hair. He was sure now that he should apologize as well and before he managed to collect himself he noted the red head leaving the room. Sinking into the shadows he let her pass unnoticed.

Cornelius didn’t expect to find the inovator in such state. She was definitely tired and something was eating up her conscience. “You know it would do you some good to get sleep.” he spoke quietly. Maybe he might have made his presence known before he spoke up, as he tended to move as silent as the shadows, creeping in. Old habits die hard. “It won’t help your project or me if you incapacitated your hands.” He didn’t apologize straight away, he knew and his pride would stand in the way of truly saying sorry. But he hoped he got the point across - he was being concerned about her enough to check up on her and seeing as she noticed everything he was sure that the silent message got across.

Stepping lightly over to her, he took gentle hold of her hands as he crouched down. “Also, I want to thank you for the books, didn’t expect them to arrive so soon.” he spoke quietly as he unbandaged the hands again frowning in distate at the smell of unnatural healing salve. “And this won’t do.” he muttered to himself as he walked around the room shaking his head. No herbs in here. “Do you mind going to the kitchen with me. I’ll prepare a salvae that will quicken the process of healing - this, I don’t trust.” he pointed towards the sheen of the already applied one.

Maybe he was from the reinassance but vampires had their own way of healing things - things that their regeneration couldn’t handle. He once got burned because he stepped into the sunlight without protection and when he was tended by the vampire medics, not a scar remained. Which was quite a feat at the time considering how easily flamable old generation of vampires were.

[miyukitsubaki]

It’s a little bit lower than usual so I’m happy. Talk about your feelings mates. Even if they hurt even if you wanna throw up because, just like me, you cannot let yourself cry even in front of a mirror sometimes because your face is too fucking puffy and you are having an anxiety attack, don’t turn into an ignorant of yourself.

Or you will end up in your early twenties with social anxiety, Major Depressive Disorder, Seasonal Depressive Disorder and a general distate of yourself even though you have accomplished a lot. You are never gonna be perfect. And it’s the best thing that could happen to you. I don’t give two shits in real life and when I am on tumblr I know that I am going to find people and communities very easily. So talk. Really. To anyone. Reach out. We shouldn’t be leaving in a world where people are ready to take their own lives just to have some kind of definite release. No more of that please. People die each day because of stupid things that could have been simply prevented if half of mankind wasn’t as shitty and greedy as it is now. Don’t give mean looks because this girls or two boys are kissing. Celebrate it. Because the heart doesn’t lie, yes, but the brain doesn’t choose who we love so it’s NATURAL. STOP saying that moving the person you love is WRONG BECAUSE IF YOU THINK THAT THEN YOU ARE THE BLOODY PROBLEM. everyone should leave everyone to their interests and flaws and everything that makes them themselves.

And stop pairing hate/ ship hate. As a big fan of manga and anime, I want to be able to ship and write about anything I want to without stupid ignorant and spoiled freaking teenagers who don’t know shit about what they are talking a out. You are a teenager okay, it’s the worst part of the life of someone with all the shit in it but don’t get too deep kids. Watch your mouth and respect your teachers and elders. Please.

Don’t be alone all the time. Some me time is essential but you have only one life and you don’t want to take it on a whim. Believe me I have tried and regretted it and it’s the only secret I am talking to my grave. If you wanna talk to me about all that please feel free :) I am heat if you all need an ear and a neutral point of view of what’s happening to you. 🖤💙💜

Remember you are not a god, so stop bloody judging all the time because you don’t know shit until you have experienced it. Stop thinking you are a doctor and self diagnose yourself all the time. Act and do something concrete or just shut the hell up, no one cares about whining if the whining is here just for attention from a bloody spoiled brat or person that has everything in life but yet wants more by justifying all these illnesses they don’t have.

All in all, be a decent human being. It’s all the earth has ever asked of us. 🖤💝