#I didn't get to catch these games either I just watched the highlights

[saucetail-hasanewblog]

NOOOOO HAITI NOOOOOO CHINA also wtf happened between zambia and japan that is just brutal

NOOOOOO VIETNAM

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Hi! Im not sure, feel free to completely ignore! But I love your writing and I saw this tiktok and it made me think about reader being exited for trick or treat but not a lot of kids come by so Bucky does something special? Or they go out to give out candy?

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMjtSWwmp/

Thank you so much in advance if you decide to write something related to this!

Have a nice day/night

Trick or Treat.

Pairing - Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings - none!! just bucky being a sweetheart in love

Word Count - under 1k

Author's Note - thank you for this request, it's so lovely!! seeing as we've just passed halloween, thought i'd write something short and sweet. hope you enjoy.

Masterlist. Inbox.

You've been sat on your front steps for hours.

Bowl of candy in hand, goodie bags made up, decorations hung and ready. You've always loved Halloween, for as long as you can remember. Now you're older, the highlight is getting to see all the neighbourhood kids dressed up as they trick or treat.

Not this year. You and Bucky moved apartments last year, and you were ridiculously excited to get to give out candy on your new block. Turns out, no one really passes by your place.

"Baby," comes a voice from the front door behind you. "You're gonna catch your death. It's freezing."

Bucky sits down next to you, wrapping a blanket around your shoulders and pulling you into his side.

"You wanna come inside? We can watch those old Disney Halloween movies you love."

You rest your head on his shoulder, revelling in his warmth.

"Not yet, Buck. Just gonna wait a little longer."

It's breaking his heart seeing you so defeated. You've been looking forward to the holiday for weeks, and it certainly hasn't turned out the way either of you hoped.

"Do you think there just aren't any kids around here? I've literally seen none."

"I don't know, baby. I'm just as confused as you are."

He presses a kiss to the top of your head, arms tightening around you.

He is confused. In your old apartment, you'd have dozens of kids come by, eager for candy and the cookies you'd make. You and Bucky would sit out on the front steps and give out goodie bags for hours, striking up conversations with parents and celebrating all of the costumes.

"Maybe we should go inside," you say quietly, starting to shiver. "We'll have to ask Sam tomorrow if he got any trick or treaters. Maybe it's going out of style."

Sam.

Bucky has a sudden eureka moment, jumping up from his spot next to you.

"Wait here, baby. One minute."

He runs inside, leaving you disorientated on the steps. He's back within thirty seconds, your bag in his hand.

"Come on. We're going out."

"Where?"

"It's a surprise. You'll see."

You pile into the car as Bucky loads all the candy into the trunk, trying to be as subtle as possible. He climbs in and presses a kiss to your knuckles before holding your hand for the entire journey, humming along to the radio as he drives.

You suddenly begin to recognise your whereabouts, more confused than ever.

"Why are we in Sam's neighbourhood, Buck?"

He winks.

"You'll see."

As soon as you pull up to Sam's house, he's striding out of the front door and towards you.

"Thank God you're here. I can't do it anymore. Why didn't we just do this in the first place?"

"Do what?"

"I remember Sam telling me about the, quote on quote, 'obscene amount of trick or treaters' that he gets at his house every year. And he hates Halloween -"

"It's true!" Sam interjects.

"- so I thought you could save him from his misery, and you get to give out candy like you wanted."

You're grinning at him from ear to ear, practically bouncing on the soles of your feet.

"You're a genius," you whisper, leaning up to press your lips to his softly. "I love you."

"I love you too," he smiles, stealing another kiss or four.

"I'm gonna head upstairs and watch the football game. You guys have fun out here!"

Sam throws you a thumbs up before retreating inside, closing the door behind him. You and Bucky bring all of your goodies from the car and set up on the porch, ready and waiting.

Before you know it, there are dozens of groups of kids on the street, all of them adorned in spooky costumes. They practically skip up the pathway towards you, excited and giddy.

"Trick or treat!"

"Woah, you're all super scary... I like your makeup! And your wig! Hey, your shirt is super cool!"

You're placing candy in their bags, so you can't see Bucky beaming behind you, light radiating off of him in all directions.

He'd find a way make it Halloween everyday if it meant he could see you smile like this.

[nearly-magic]

i decided to rewrite a part of one of my oumami fanfic chapters because it was LACKING!! but im not gonna update it because i wanna keep the chapters as close to how they were when published, so that my writing skills can be seen improving lol- ANYWAYS heres the small bit of the chapter :3

"Hahahaa! Wooow, what a cool trick that was, Kokichi! Dumbass, heh," Miu joked.

"It's not like you're any better! Here, try doing what I tried to do," Kokichi hands the phone over to Miu. Miu quickly restarts the level, and immediately begins fumbling around.

While Miu was attempting the trick, Kokichi's eyes drifted away from the phone screen. They drifted over to Rantaro, and he couldn't look away. His eyes followed individual strands of his hair over to his piercings. Did he always have those in? Does he not have other ones? Do they not hurt after a while?

Then, his eyes shifted to Rantaro's face. The sun hit his face just right, he was more than just 'pretty'. His eyes were the most charming green he'd ever seen, like shiny polished emeralds with how they sparkled.

His outfit was different from what he wore in the killing game. Well, everyone's was, he didn't know why he highlighted his specifically. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt, which had some kind of brand logo in the corner. He still had his necklace thing however. I wonder if that has any sort of importance to him.

Kaede told a joke, which Kokichi didn't hear, but he watched how Rantaro laughed. His laugh made Kokichi's heart feel like it could soar the skies and touch the clouds, but he was brought back down to Earth when Miu celebrated, excitedly shaking Kokichi.

"Did you see that? I fuckin' did it! I'm a genius! A gorgeous one at that!" Miu yelled, making him cover his ears due to the sheer volume.

"..Huh? Oh! Yeah, awesome! You go girl! Guess ya proved me wrong!" Kokichi faked paying attention because he was focused on something else, something he considered more eye-catching.

"Lemme try now!" He tried to grab Miu's phone, but she pulled away before his fingers could even touch it.

"Wait, dumbass! I'll give you my phone in a second! You're so impatient!" Miu said with a smile. Her phone beeped, indicating it was on low battery.

"Hah! My phone's on five percent! Ah, wait, that means I can't use it either.. Well, I'm a fuckin' winner, cuz I did the trick and you didn't," Miu puts her phone away in her bag and Kokichi complained a little, slumping in his seat.

Everyone had finished their meals already. Miu stands up to go to the bathroom, almost getting tripped by Kokichi. She turns to yell a couple more swear words, then runs off.

Kokichi watches her go away. 'Guess I'll have to talk to these bozos now,'  Kokichi thinks, putting his hands in his pockets. He then unexpectedly feels something in one of them.

He pulls that something out, and discovers it's a piece of wrinkled paper. From before the killing game, presumably.

He unfolded the paper and all it said was 'lol, gay '. He could feel his face get warmer slightly.

He felt called out because of earlier. Not his fault that Rantaro was just that pretty.

What?

He put the paper back in his pocket once he saw Miu coming back. He tried his best to conceal his blushing face, but to no avail. He saw Miu's face turn into a smug one, meaning she thinks she knows what's up.

Before Miu could say anything, Kokichi trips her again, completely throwing Miu off as she starts throwing friendly insults at him again.

[winterswhite]

Some of my thoughts after rereading the A3! prologue:

Resisting every urge to point out interesting things I'm noticing in A3EN's localization of the prologue with 3.5 more years of Japanese knowledge, this is a reading club, not a translation club

Why is this the only instance of pink text in the game? I think it's really funny how they highlighted important lines in pink here and then proceeded to never do that again

Logistically I know it was only done here as a way of introducing the player to things and it has no real place anywhere else in the story, but it's still funny

Tsuzuru not catching on about the street act is so cute www

I love how you can tell from this very first interaction between Tasuku and Haruto, and then between Haruto and Tsuzuru, that Godza is a kinda messy environment behind the scenes

In retrospect, this was so fucked up of Izumi's mom (I didn't think anything of it back then, but with the knowledge I have now... whew)

hE RECOGNIZES HER

"KYAAAAAAAAA"

BACKHOE

I think it's so interesting that Sakoda was able to get a permit for the backhoe? It's something so small but I think it's fun how we see here that he has the skill needed to safely operate heavy machinery even though he's often seen as someone who isn't good at much of anything, so it really just comes down to his life circumstances more than his actual ability (I mean the kid's just being taught to read at a third grade level, and it's not his fault)

Pictured: The moment it was over for me

This whole scene is such a mess

The way Sakyo implies there have been other plays recently?? If this is Sakuya's first show, how did those work?

Oh Sakuya sounds so awkward it's hard to watch. Shoutout to Sakai for achieving that

Izumi's thoughts as she watches Sakuya perform hit different knowing about her own failures and experiences with theater

This line always, always gets me. Hard work alone doesn't amount to crap in this world. It never did for him. His mother worked so hard and yet they were poor, he worked hard and could never achieve his own goals... hard work never earned him anything. If it did, maybe he could've stood on this stage, too. Maybe Mankai wouldn't have reached this point. Maybe we wouldn't be here.

Honestly, everything here shows how much Sakyo loves Mankai and how hurt he is too

This conversation between Sakyo and Matsukawa is so much, they both care so much about the theater but Matsukawa is so desperately latching onto it while Sakyo has resigned himself to its fate, he's all but given up (just like he has on himself lol <- in pain)

Oh boy Yukio mention (the way he haunts the narrative is so much)

It's funny that Sakyo takes that jab at Matsukawa for wanting to lean on Yukio and count on him to single-handedly save Mankai, considering what he just said about hard work. If Yukio can't be relied on as the "savior" of Mankai (all the actors need to come back and everything needs to be the way it was before) and hard work alone won't do it either... he really has lost hope

Sakyo you fucking tsundere

You're the boss, boss!

Something something Izumi about to lose the last connection she has to her father even if it's not one she ever really had much of a part in before

Oh Izumi you're so bad at this

Sakyo is Not taking this (meanwhile, Matsukawa...) I do appreciate how he still gave her a chance though, however small it was

Honestly I feel bad for Matsukawa here, knowing how he's been trying so desperately just to keep the troupe afloat for eight years even though it clearly hasn't been going well

Obviously there was no way to fit this into the English localization, but I love how Sakuya introduces himself and then tells Izumi how to spell his name in kanji because of the many different ways it can be written (花の咲くの咲也です！)

I also really appreciate Izumi as a character and how real she feels right from the very beginning, from her interest in theater to her hammy acting to her quick thinking skills

Matsukawa you've been at this for years... (also I'm curious about Izumi's old troupe)

I didn't care much for Sakuya when I first read this story, but knowing all that I do about him now, this is all so endearing... he's so sweet in how he's comforting Izumi and checking in on her (and his whole thing about not wanting to lose the troupe hurts)

"Might as well fail like men!" thank you for the encouragement Matsukawa

I honestly think there's so much to be said about Masumi's character right from the beginning, like with him repeatedly asking how his acting was

Tsuzuru the biggest "struggling uni student" mood

Oh Masumi's line about just taking anyone hits so different in Japanese... Maybe I'm just not as good at picking up on certain types of slang and innuendo, but his wording is so much more... questionable in Japanese, that double meaning cannot be ignored.

Oh god I'm thinking about the A3 timeline again. I will once again try to push it back into the furthest depths of my mind because there clearly is no such thing as "time" in this universe and trying to figure it out has given me headaches before.

[rustybottlecap]

Didn't think I would have anything to say about the FNaF movie, but I think I noticed something that could be interesting regardless of how one feels about this series, regarding adaptations. I think there is one particular issue with the FNaF movie that highlights the barrier between fans and non-fans, the later including critics. While a lot of the criticism is valid, I think this one issue makes the movie seem less cohessive than it actually is to critics and casual viewers.

(Spoilers)

To sum up: There are two bear animatronics, not one. The main bear animatronic is not the one in the title or most of the publicity. And the cupcake is not possesed.

Picture this:

You watch a movie called Five Nights At Freddy's. Freddy is the name of that brown bear animatronic. The restaurant he is the main mascot of is named after him. There is also a rabbit animatronic, a fox animatronic, a chiken animatronic and the chiken carries a little cupcake animatronic that seems to be as alive and proactive as the others. The bear is the "leader".

The animatronics are possesed by the ghosts of murdered kids. Five ghost kids show up to the protagonist in his dreams. One of the kids, a blonde boy, is the "leader", the main one, the one that comunicates to the protagonist the need to get rid of a "bad man".

The viewer will naturally conclude that the blonde boy is possesing Freddy, the brown bear that is the main animatronic, while the others are possesing the rabbit, the fox, the chicken... and the cupcake.

At one point the blonde kid goes to the house of the protagonist to abduct his little sister. Naturally, he looks like the bear animatronic he is possessing... and when they arrive at the restaurant, the bear/kid suddendly dissapears, like a ghost. But two seconds later when she enters the restaurant the brown bear is right there on the stage. What was the point of making him dissapear like that?

And then it turns out the animatronics want to turn the little girl into one of them, and that they are following orders from the "bad man"... but wait, wasn't the ghost kid possesing the bear animatronic ploting to get rid of the "bad man"? What is going on?

...

In the original game there are four main animatronic, the brown bear, the rabbit, the fox and the chiken. The cupcake is just a prop of the chiken and doesn't count. There is a fifth secret character called "Golden Freddy", a yellow recolor of the brown bear that doesn't move, it's like a ghost without physical form, looks less like an animatronic and more like an empty suit. By far the most mysterious character.

The blond boy was Golden Freddy. He was none of the animatronics we see in the restaurant. The brown bear Freddy was possesed by some other of the kids, it's not important wich. The cupcake wasn't possesed.

The blonde boy (Golden Freddy) is plotting to get rid of the "bad man", while the others (the physical animatronics including the brown bear) were being manipulated by the "bad man".

The blonde boy (Golden Freddy) does go to the girl's house to abduct her, taking the form of Golden Freddy, because going along with the others is part of his plan for the moment. And it's because he's "the ghost one" that he can go to the house at all, while the others stay at the restaurant. Critics felt seeing "the bear animatronic" show up in a house and then take a taxi with the girl made the animatronics less scary, not realizing he was supposed to be a ghost only the girl can see (an the taxi driver through a mirror). The color difference doesn't properly register due to the lighting, and wheres in the game Golden Freddy is an static empty suit, here he stands up, walks and moves just like the other animatronics.

The movie doesn't comunicate very well that there are two separate bears, a brown physical lackey one and a yellow ghostly one with its own agenda. And the cupcake being made into a full character means audiences won't catch up to there being an extra ghost kid either. Fans won't have an issue with all this. They have talked to hell and back about the mistery of Golden Freddy, and seeing the cupcake do stuff for a change is just a bonus. To everyone else however it may look like a series of events that don't add up.

It's a shame. Because seeing the movie as this ghost kid mastermind taking revenge on his murderer was the most interesting part story-wise imo.

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

Hello!!!! I’ve been following you for ages and I know that you’re a big CritRole fan. I’ve never really been able to get into it, cuz the thought of going back and watching it all from scratch is supremely intimidating. However. I finished all of EXU Calamity in a weekend (and lost my entire fucking mind) and I’m really enjoying TLOVM show. Do you have any tips for watching any parts of C1, C2, or C3 in addition to that? Or would it be smarter to wait for C4 to start and go fresh from there?

Hello dear, lovely to hear from you. I hope you're doing well.

Critical Role is very intimidating to get into. I was fortunate that I got into it early on, roughly a year after they started filming, so it didn't take me as long to catch up. Anyone trying to get into it now is going to feel daunted, that's for sure. Unfortunately, D&D sessions do tend to run long, I know my group's average is 4 hours and we used to run for up to six when we had more open schedules.

Calamity is a fantastic place for any newbie to start. There are other oneshots and mini-campaigns they've done too, like Taliesin's eldtrich horror mini campaign, the Undeadwood campaign, and Marisha's Honey Heist and its sequel. Calamity introduces you to the world and is just. brilliant improv storytelling from all the players. but it's only six episodes for the complete story. So if anyone reading this ask wants to bite into a good tragedy and wants to know what the whole TTRPG craze is about, Calamity is a great one.

When it comes to the full campaigns... you kind of have to resign yourself to the fact that it'll take a while. Campaign four won't start for another year or two, and so you can wait until then, but that is a bit of time to hold out.

I would personally recommend you listen to campaign one. Campaign two seems to be the favorite for the majority of fans, but since you've already watched TLOVM, which is based on campaign one, that'll give you some background info and a baseline to help you get into the swing of things. The first few episodes will be a bit rough, since the cast is getting used to being filmed in a studio rather than hanging in a living room, but you'll be surprised by how fast you latch onto the characters.

Additionally, I think it's just fun to watch the cast journey from being in a spare room at the Geek & Sundry studios, to their own studio, slowly decorating that studio, then moving to a bigger studio, which is where they'll stay for campaign two. it's just nice, in my opinion, to see those little details as the show grows in real-time.

My friend recommends listening at 1.25 speed, and sometimes she speeds up the combat to 1.5 speed. You can also listen rather than watch, as some of my friends have done, so you can listen (either just put the video on and don't look, or they have created podcast versions of the episodes - nothing changed in content, just made it into an audio file to download) while doing other things like folding laundry. I prefer watching, to see facial expressions and nonverbal reactions, but given that this is a popular option among my friends, I don't think you'll miss anything too vital. And you can always supplement with YouTube compilation videos of reactions and favorite moments!

I can also say that it'll go faster than you think it will. You'll be surprised at how quickly you can blow through a few episodes.

So, yes, either wait a year or two, or resign yourself for a commitment, unfortunately that's kinda how it goes. You can't really skip episodes or only do "highlight" episodes since so much happens in each one, you can miss a lot of context. If that still intimidates you I'd really recommend diving into the other mini campaigns and oneshots they've done like Honey Heist, Undeadwood, etc.

Also, if you liked Calamity, then I recommend Dimension 20. Brennan Lee Mulligan is the game master for that crew, just as he was in Calamity, and their campaigns are a lot shorter. So that can also help you get into the TTRPG show groove. Their campaigns tend to run 15-20 episodes and the mini campaigns are around 6.

Again if you are going to dive into a full CR campaign I recommend the first campaign with Vox Machina since you already know the characters and a lot of the plot arcs - and it's fun to watch TLOVM when you've seen campaign one, since you can see how it's a truncated "this is the legend" version while the CR campaign is "now here's what really happened with these dumbasses." But campaign two is the more popular campaign so there's nothing wrong with starting there.

I hope that all this has been helpful! Good luck on your CR/TTRPG show journey!

[sparxwrites]

i'm slowly circling around hermitcraft (i keep telling myself i'm not going to get into another minecraft smp thing, i did my days in the yogscast mines) and it's so compelling. i won't lie. what would you, personally, suggest as a starting point for someone who hasn't watched any of these people before? even without knowing these characters, your hermitcraft fic is so good that i want to learn more about them

yeah see, i told myself that too and then dsmp and 3rd life and hermitcraft happened and. here i am. back in the pits again!! having the time of my life about it ngl.

so, okay, my first caveat would be: fandom does a lot of heavy lifting re: it having a plot. like... i'd say they're less plotty than the yogs were, with season 8 being an honourable exception. so don't go in expecting that my fic has uhhhhh. really any relation to canon lmao. (though to be fair, it didn't really in yogs either, so...)

first option: watch an episode of Hermitcraft Recap (a channel that does a weekly "what happened on hermitcraft this week" highlights video), see if any of the things mentioned take your fancy, and then check out the channel of the hermit that did it. this is good if you're hunting for someone doing a specific Thing in minecraft, rather than streamer personality.

second option: see the rec list below, and check out one of those people's season 8. season 8 is now over, but it was very short compared to regular seasons - so a lot of the excitement gets compressed and amped up, and it's a good way to really get an idea of what people are about. it will give you an unrealistic idea of how plotty hermitcraft gets, especially the end, because they went absolutely off the shits with that one, but it's a great season.

third option: see the rec list below, and jump straight into season 9 - either at the beginning of someone's series, or at the current point, or skip around through various people's things. we're like 20-ish eps in, depending on the person, but honestly it's pretty easy to dip in and out; we just had a big Plot Development with rendog getting crowned king of the server, so it's a good time to start! rec list (biased to the people i watch, obvs! the others are great too, but these are my faves), to help you decide who to pick:

Literally unhinged impossible redstone, constantly on his villain arc, (and tomato plants?): DocM77

Very good redstone, also extremely funny: TangoTek (also makes excellent noises), MumboJumbo (on break atm. i miss him :( ), Zedaph (he's doing. weird shit this season, but i support him in his quest to be a lunatic)

Incredible building, but also chaos-gremlin energy: BdoubleO100 (excellent noises pt.2), Grian (main character energy, tumblr's fave), PearlescentMoon (i am kissing her s9 base directly on the mouth)

Incredible building, really nice voice: GoodTimesWithScar (tumblr's other fave)

Building but also like. weirdly chill-but-horny vibes: Keralis (deliberately), Rendog (on accident)

Literally no idea but you should watch him: Joe Hills (very odd, currently hyperfixated on pinball machines, i find him very soothing for reasons that escape me, writes haikus for his episodes????)

fourth option: some of what you've seen from me will be from 3rd / last / double life, a bunch of semi-hardcore "death games" series run by grian and involving a bunch of hermits (plus some other friends, including inthelittlewood from the yogscast!). these are great, and i watched these before hermitcraft, and then based who i was watching in hc on what i'd seen there. double life is happening rn and we're only 3 eps in, so it'd be easy to catch up! it's basically a soulmate au but in minecraft, because grian is insane; i'm really enjoying BdoubleO100, PearlescentMoon, Tango, Rendog, and Grian (Scar is on a weird zookeeping arc, godbless, so he's in my bad books until he starts killing again. otherwise, the go-to rec is Grian or Scar's pov of 3rd Life, which sent me fucking insane.

[smartycvnt]

the reds and the yankees

pairing: eddie kingston x jon moxley

summary: it was never about baseball

Eddie sat with his head down as he tried his hardest to avoid looking ahead of him. Across from the room stood the one and only Jon Moxley. They were good again, they had agreed things were back to normal, but Eddie couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong every single time he locked eyes with Mox. They had worked out their issues, all the ones that they could agree were getting in the way of their working friendship. But they had purposefully avoided the big one looming over both of their heads.

Across the room, Mox could feel the tension building between himself and Eddie. It was almost suffocating, but it wasn't like either man was willing to change that. The feelings had always been there, but neither one of them could own up to it. Mox cared about Eddie, and Eddie cared about Mox. That was it, they were friends and they cared about each other because that was what friends did. And if they had tendencies to do things that most friends didn't do, they didn't have to mention it later.

"Jon, are you there?" Mox looked up, unsurprised to see William Regal looking at him with concern. Regal cared about him, not in the way that Eddie did, but he cared. He cared about both of the other wrestlers, enough to notice that in recent weeks, they had been acting different. Both men were distracted, and once the cameras were off of them, they were quick to drift apart than normal.

"All here," Mox said with an awkward smile. Regal glanced past Mox at Eddie, who was staring a hole into a Styrofoam cup. On the television behind both men was a highlight reel from a recent baseball game. Baseball wasn't one of the sports that William Regal followed well, but he knew that both Eddie and Mox's teams had played against each other. It was a bit of a reach, but Regal hoped it would be enough to push Mox into talking to Eddie.

"So, the Reds and the Yankees?" Regal asked. Mox stared at him for a moment, confused by the question. He looked back at the television before letting his eyes settle on his friend. Eddie, feeling someone watching him, looked up and locked eyes with Mox. "Who wins?"

Quickly, Eddie pushed away from the table and walked out of the room. Sighing, Mox knew what had to be done. He followed Eddie's trail, catching up with his friend just outside of the building. It smelled like stale cigarettes, and Mox knew that he had the perfect opportunity to make an excuse, but now was not the time for excuses. He had to be direct with Eddie, otherwise they'd be right back at square one the next morning.

"You catch the game on Sunday?" Mox asked as he leaned against the wall. Eddie looked up at Mox, having expected their conversation to revolve around something else. Eddie couldn't help but chuckle a little to himself, knowing that he shouldn't expect anything from Mox anymore. The man had a talent for defying expectations, no matter how major or minor.

"Yeah, I saw your sorry ass team get beat," Eddie answered with a casual laugh. Mox shoved his shoulder lightly for the ribbing. "Why'd you ask?"

"Regal mentioned it inside. He wanted to know who won." The underlying meaning of Mox's words weren't lost on Eddie.

"Well, the Yankees are the greatest team in the league, historically speaking," Eddie bragged. He could go on and on about their championships, but he didn't. It was all part of an argument that both men had been through time and time again over the course of their friendship.

"Maybe, but they both played like shit that game. They've lost a bit of their magic; the game isn't the same anymore. Something needs to change," Mox said quietly. Eddie cleared his throat, which suddenly felt a little tighter. Eddie didn't want to admit Mox was right, but a part of him had to. "We can't keep going in circles like this. You've got something to say and I'm here to hear it."

"There's nothing I can say now that I haven't told you before Jon. I love you man," Eddie said, mumbling the last part. Mox had to strain his ears, but he just barely picked up on it. And just like the last time Eddie had told him that, Mox found himself at a loss for words. He cared about Eddie, but Mox didn't know if it was like that. "The Yankees might have fallen off a step or two, but the Reds fucked the play. Night Jon, I'll see you later."

Mox stood there dumbfounded as he watched Eddie walk away. He wanted to chase after Eddie, but something inside of him stopped that thought from being anything more. A voice inside his head told Mox that he didn't deserve Eddie Kingston. That would be too easy for him, too much of a good thing in his life. Mox had enough good in his life, and Eddie Kingston was always going to be just out of his reach.

"So, the Reds and the Yankees?" Regal asked once Mox had returned inside.

"Neither team plays like they want a fucking win," Mox grumbled out his answer. Regal gave the man an understanding nod before leaving him alone. Eddie never did make it back inside, not where Mox would find him at least. Once again, Eddie had revealed his hand and Mox got too caught up in his own head to make his next move, pushing both of them back to the start.

[happylilraichu]

Today I officially started my adventures in the Paldea region~!!!

I put off playing Violet until now so that @indeed-its-arlo (playing Scarlet) and I could start our journeys together, and honestly the experience of sitting with them on the couch and marvelling at all the beautiful things in front of us in the new region was absolutely worth waiting for!!

I unfortunately missed capturing the adorable moment when my chosen starter - which ended up being Sprigatito - climbed up to balance on my arm, as I didn't think to check my screenshot storage before jumping into the game and didn't have room, but there will hopefully be photos to come in future!! Especially once I work out how to get my pokémon to actually pose for pictures!!

So far my team is:

Vervain • Sprigatito • ♂️ • Overgrow

Nimbus • Pawmi • ♀️ • Static

Rufus • Shiny Tarountula* • ♂️ • Insomnia

Brioche • Fidough • ♀️ • Own Tempo

* Rufus was a delightful surprise find less than two hours into the game, caught just before I climbed the lighthouse for the first time. His name comes from Nesticodes rufipes, the Latin name for the Red House Spider. He'll be staying a Tarountula and he's my special little boy 🥰

I've only just now started to explore Uva Academy properly, as most of today was spent exploring the wilderness, catching as much as possible for the dex and just enjoying watching the pokémon existing around us. I'm not sure where I'll wander first, I'll probably go for the gym challenge, but I'm in no kind of rush, I want to explore every square inch of Paldea that I can possibly reach!!

I'm also eagerly waiting to be allowed to properly pat and ride Miraidon - I would do anything for my new beautiful dragon bike friend, they're so adorable and expressive 😍

I won't be doing a full liveblog of my new adventures like I've done with past games, but I'll share highlights every so often using the tag #Miraidonmobile if anyone wants to either follow along or block~

[suvkii]

CHEER FEVER !

SYNOPSIS! : nerd gojo and his pretty cheerleader girlfriend!

WC:(4k)+ warnings : college au, shy nerd gojo, cheerleader reader!, semi public,nicknames, pussy eating (sweetheart, baby),jealous gojo that’s all for now!

satrou wasn’t the jealous type of person in general, truth be told he couldn't help but feel that way when his pretty little girlfriend is a cheerleader catching the eye of a particular jock on the field while you were warming up with the rest of team, in your old fashioned—uniform with you pom pom before tonight’s game started with the rest of your teammates.

“satrou you okay, you’ve seem kind of out of it a little?” you pouting on him, crossing your arms over chest a little uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach, you knew him better than anyone even himself.

the question caused satrou to raise an eyebrow in curiosity, though he only gave a nonchalant shrug in response, "hm? oh, yeah, i’m fine i guess." satrou tried his best to hide his jealousy, though he failed utterly as his girl had seen right through him.

“you sure? I can walk you too class, while i finished up practice for the game.”

the offer from his you seemed to put satrou on ease, as his eyebrows no longer wrinkled and his frown turned into a small smile, "that would be nice of you." satrou replied, not really sure of what else to say. it's not like he can just outright admit that he's jealous, that would be just downright pathetic.

“of course I’ll see you after practice then” you waved him off, going back to the track with her cheerleading teammates.

satrou waved goodbye towards his you, watching you run back towards your teammates and practice without any further incident. her bubbly personality seemed to always brighten up his day, even when he was feeling a little down. it's almost as if everything went right with her around.

he watched the football team take a break, taking a moment to scan the crowd and observe everything going on around him. he let his eyes wander around the stadium, only to eventually settle on to—a familiar sight from your school. toji was, without a doubt, one of the best quarterback players on his team, and satrou had heard many praises his skill and talent over the years. his athletic ability and dedication were something to be envious of.

his star quarterback status was nothing to sneeze at either, making him a very desired figure among the female students at their school. satrou would hear stories about how the girls would fawn over him every time he stepped on the field.

toji's handsome gaze met yours, his green eyes locking in on yours and not relenting. he smirked at you in a teasing way, his confidence and charisma oozing from his pores as he walked over to you. he had a cocky and flirtatious look on his face, which only seemed to highlight his attractiveness.

as toji stepped off the field, he looked around toward where the cheerleaders were practicing. his eyes quickly met with yours, and he gave you a subtle wave, smiling in your direction. it seemed like the entire field and bleachers turned their heads to him now, as most of their eyes were glued on toji, staring intently, making it easy to see how attractive of a figure he was.

he was annoyed at the whole situation, his anger growing with each word that exchanged between you two. "who does the jock think he is? he thinks he can just walk up to you and expect you to just fall head over heels for him? he's lucky i'm not beating his ass right now."

toji's appearance certainly didn't help with your frustration surrounding him—he was handsome, beefy, and confident enough to walk up to you without even a care in the world. he had the entire stadium in a trance. the cheerleaders all fawned over him as he made his way toward you.

some girls even shouted his name to get his attention, hoping they'd be the lucky ones to be blessed by him. satrou watched the entire scene play out, finding himself growing increasingly irritated with toji's existence—biting the inside of his cheek.

not having much better to do with the half-time break, you decide to walk into the locker room to pick up something from your locker, taking the few free minutes you had to get some things in order before the game resumes. you weren't aware of just how long you spent in your locker when you suddenly felt a familiar presence approaching from behind you.

you were so involved in getting your stuff in order, you didn't notice toji. the arrogant-quarterback from the school's football team approaching from behind you. he leaned in towards you and let out a subtle chuckle, leaning his arm against the locker behind you and placing his body close to yours.

toji's smirk grew wider when he noticed the annoyed tone in your voice, his eyes shining with amusement as he stepped a little closer to you, putting him in your personal bubble. "do I really need to say?" toji replied, not taking his eyes off of you for a single moment—trying to woo you with his small talk wanting to get into your pants, plus you knew it really and wouldn’t give him that attention.

"I'm not dating you, forget it."you weren't amused by his actions at all, and instead, you were irritated and disgusted by his flirtatious antics.

the words that came from your lips made his smirk fade away in an instant, you putting him in his place had caught him by surprise. a small frown appeared on his lips as he stepped back from you, his hands coming out of his pockets, "I get that you're already dating someone, but that doesn't mean you can't have a little fun once and awhile, right?" he asked, a cocky smile returning to his lips.

honestly did he really think you were going fall for his charms and popularity status? what a joke.

the mention of satrou name had toji's eyebrow shooting up in surprise, though he didn't look very impressed by the information. he couldn't understand why a beautiful girl like you would lower yourself enough to date a nerd, especially when the jock sitting in front of you is offering himself to you like that. toji narrowed his eyes at you. "are you kidding me? you seriously prefer dorks over jocks?"

"yeah? why are you surprised at that?" you scoffed at his remarks clearly not impressed by his performance to try and seduce you, it was pointless almost.

toji's cocky smirk faded away once more at the blunt answer that came from your lips, your lack of embarrassment and straightforward tone made it clear that you were not flirting with him whatsoever, he was just wasting his time. "oh is that so? cause i highly doubt it." he said sarcastically, taking a step closer to you, once again, invading your personal bubble.

you don’t respond only giving him a blank look.

even though you had made your rejections perfectly clear, toji was stubborn, refusing to accept that the beautiful girl in front of him was not into him. he stepped even closer to you as you attempted to walk away, now placing his frame in front of you. "oh come on darling, i know you like me. i can tell by how much you seem to look my way all the time."

“trust me, i don’t.”

the sound of the pa system announcing that the game would start back up in a few minutes filled the stadium and the players with energy. you didn’t hesitate to follow the cheer leaders back towards the field, not letting toji get into your head and ruin your spirits.

however, toji wouldn’t give up so easily, as he quickly followed close behind you and tried to engage in conversation with you again.

despite his flirting antics, you chose to brush it off and ignore him. you've had enough of his ego and his attitude, and all you wanted to focus on was your team winning tonight. you continued walking, trying to block out his voice and the way he kept on trying to be close to you.

after a few minutes, you made it to the field where the cheer leaders were all practicing their performances for the game.

you felt your annoyance and anger build up as toji once again tried to engage in conversation with you. he was persistent and annoying, and he wouldn't take a hint no matter how many times you brushed him off. it was truly the most irritating thing you've experienced today?

was he really that desperate?

the sound of the pa system announcing that the game would start back up in a few minutes filled the stadium and the players with energy. you didn’t hesitate to follow the cheer leaders back towards the field, not letting toji get into your head and ruin your spirits.

however, toji wouldn’t give up so easily, as he quickly followed close behind you and tried to engage in conversation with you again.

satrou narrowed his eyes towards your direction, upon seeing that toji was still trying to engage in conversation with you—even after he was repeatedly told to go away—was enough to set him off.

he pulled you into a tight embrace, not letting toji get a word in edge-wise. however, this was only followed up by an uproar of gossip among the students, who began to crowd around you, toji, and satrou, creating some sort of chaotic scene.

the sound of their whispers filled the atmosphere, and the attention of the students shifted away from the game and towards the three of you in the middle.

the crowd continued to grow bigger and louder as the students started speaking among themselves, all wanting a glimpse at what was happening. toji, satrou, and you were now the main attractions, and the whispers quickly turned to gossip and rumors.

with the situation now growing out of hand, you could hear a few of the students snickering and laughing at the scene, making snarky remarks about all of you. people from all over the stadium gathered around to watch the scene unfold. it became almost impossible to hear anything over the sounds of the growing chatter coming from the crowd.

satrou was standing next to you, a fiery glint in his eyes as he glared at toji, not backing down from the situation.

a few whispers started spreading among the crowd when it became clear that satrou was confronting toji and was about to start a fight. some people in the crowd got up from their seats, hoping to see the action as it unfolded. some students started chanting "fight!" as they eagerly awaited the two to start brawling.

satrou blue eyes narrowed at toji, his tone becoming deadly and sharp as he responded with a few words. "so are you going to keep flirting with her like a pathetic dog or do you want your teeth knocked in?" satru kept his attention on toji, his grip on you becoming tighter with each word he spoke.

you saw satrou’s eyes flicker a dull red for a moment and a wave of heat radiating from his body. he had been angered by toji's insult enough to want to punch him in his face, but he couldn't lose track of what was important here.

he wanted to punch the jock into the ground for his comment and the way he would never leave you alone.

toji spoke up in response to satrou remarks, his demeanor and tone becoming more frustrated as he spoke. "as if a twinkie like satrou could actually punch me, I'm surprised he hasn't taken her out on a date yet." toji's cocky grin returned to his face once again, his expression becoming even more snarky.

this was getting out of hand fast.

satrou continued to trade insults towards toji, his anger and temper escalating even more as he spoke. "you're an idiot if you think you can be so pathetic as to walk up to another's man's girl and flirt with her right in front of them." the crowd around you grew louder and louder, many people cheering for satrou while they watched the two argue.

toji’s smug smile only grew wider as he responded, his words becoming more sarcastic and arrogant. "look, twinkie, i'm just doing what any other jock would do. you should be thankful that i let you have her for so long." the crowd of students grew even louder at toji's comment as he continued to smirk smugly at him, trying to get under his skin even more with his words.

gojo clenched his fist practically turning white from his comments even hearing toji's smug remark, and his patience was running thin at this point. he finally lost it. gojo suddenly swung his fist like lightning as it connected straight to toji's jaw with a loud smack. it was enough to make toji's whole head whip back, his eyes widening in shock as gojo fist landed right on his cheek.

"you'll be sorry for hitting me, twinkle," toji sneered, a smirk still plastered on his face despite the bruise now forming where satrou had punched him.

the crowd was still in an uproar, many of them cheering for satrou while others were trying to instigate another fight. the guard still held satoru and toji at different sides of the building, making sure they couldn't get their hands on one another any longer.

you followed satrou as he was being escorted to the other side of the building. you didn't want to even look towards toji at this point, as you were annoyed with his incessant flirting and harassment directed at you.

satoru was still hot-headed and angry after their altercation, as he kept muttering curses and insults under his breath when he wasn't addressing the guard. he seemed like he was having a hard time keeping his temper in check.

you saw satoru finally letting himself relax. sitting down on the bench next to you and taking your hand in his. his expression softened, and his body language relaxed as he slowly let go of his tension. he was relieved that it was over and that no one had gotten hurt in this whole ordeal.

satrou’s grip on your hand was tight and comforting—feeling the tension still lingering from the encounter that’s was moments ago. he looked over at you with a relieved expression, and his mind was focused on having you by his side and calming his nerves.

you're taken aback as satrou grabs your arm and pulls you away to the vacant locker room, where you two had some privacy. he wrapped his your arm was tight and firm, but not in a rough manner as he dragged you along.

once you were inside the locker room, satrou closed the door behind him and pulled you close to him in a intimate manner.

he slender arms looped around you, his breath becoming a little heavier as he pulled you closer. he didn't need to say anything else to tell you that he wanted you right now, his whole aura was telling you that.

your bodies were pressed up against each other, and his lips were hovering dangerously close to yours—nothing more than to let out that pent up energy that’s lingering inside of himself.

“can’t believe that asshole.” satoru mumbled against your lips, kissing the inner curves of your mouth. his slender hands roamed over your body squeezing your waist pulling you closer to his board chest fitting together—two puzzle pieces together as one.

‘your nerd of a boyfriend can’t satisfy you’ tsk let me prove him wrong? hm baby?” he states in a mocking tone a small smirk plastered on his lips, knowing his words were a complete joke to him. satrou knew you inside and out and knew the right ways to make you cum wether it be from his fingers alone or his tongue every time, never fails to make you fold underneath him—like pure putty in his hands.

your body felt warm and euphoric as satrou's lips moved along the corner of your mouth, sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach. your breath grew shorter and shorter with each kiss to your neck and each inch closer to your lips. his tender kisses felt like a sweet and gentle massage, making your body tingle with euphoria.

your whimpers were like music to his ears, filling him with an intense urge to take whatever he wanted. he was fully intent on taking complete ownership of your body with his touch.

“toru…come on the game starts back in a few—”

“the game can wait, but I can’t.”

shortly, your back is pressing against the cold tilted of the locker rooms as satrou wet kisses the nap of your neck trailing down turning into more sloppy ones leaving a trail, you desperately tried to close your thighs together feeling your growing auroral through the fabric of your sparkling bedazzled outfit—feeling a hint of warmth coursing through your body.

satoru smile faded slightly noticing your shift of movement tilted to the side—mumbling against your tummy stopping completely for a moment.

“what’s the matter baby? hm? don’t you want me to eat your pretty pussy?” he teased at the last words playfully, his cheek still nuzzled into your softness of your tummy, feeling the warmth of his slender fingers gently squeezing and resting lazily on your sides.

“i-i do..” you stammer out desperately trying to keep your thigh closed together trying to hide the wet spot in the fabric of your cotton panties, it was stupid to even try to hide it you knew it. only desperately wanting him as bad as he wanted you.

“hm? didn’t catch that baby. you want to speak up for me?” he taunted that cheesy smile of his plastered on his face knowing your embarrassed about couldn’t help but to tease you a little bit more, his slender fingers lifting your skirt bunched up the fabric pulled itself up slowly.

“toru..i-i……need you please” you confessed softly warmth spreading through your body once more, causing satoru smirk to deepen at your words trailing his sloppy kisses down to stomach tracing along the waistband giving it a gentle tug as it loosens falls down your thighs to the floor.

“that’s my girl.” satoru cooes, swiping his calloused thumb across your sensitive nub. his gaze lands on your cunt, nuzzling in between your soft thighs hearing his breath hitched. satoru thick lengthy fingers toyed with your clit, pinching the sensitive nerve causing you to jolt against him.

“toru…c’mon..”

“so impatient baby hm. gettin’ wet f’ me barely even touch you.”

satoru mumbles, tugging and toying at your clit. his glossy lips glinting in the dim light teasing you into utter bliss causing you to writhe around at the stimulation.

your hands tugged at loose white strands of hair causing him to groan against your thighs, his tongue alternating between swirling around your clit and sucking on the sensitive nud—feeling the heaven through arching your back perfectly. not caring whom heard you throughout the walls of the locker room.

“satoru..!..ngh..please..”

“fuck…baby y’er close already? bet that jock can’t eat you out like this huh…”

your moans mingled together throughout the room bouncing off the walls, as satrou continued to tease your cunt with his tongue eating you out as if your were his last meal on earth his face stuffed with your cunt.

“answer the question baby.”

“n-no…toru….mph!fuckfuck..”

you writhing around against his face tightening your hands on his hair throwing your head, if it wasn’t for holding your thighs over his shoulders keeping you steady—knowing your legs would’ve given out on a instant.

satoru’s hands held your thighs open for him, the flat of his tongue slurped up your slick probing deeper inside of cunt you could only buck your hips against his face, trying to gain more stimulation from him but he had other plans.

only to, suddenly removing himself nuzzled between your thighs covered in your ecstasy and salvia dripping down his chin, with that same teasingly smirk lingering causing you to whine and scrunch your brows together in frustration. you didn’t honestly think you were going cum so easily with a teasing bastard like him huh?

“satoru…w-why..did you stop??” your breathing was still heavy and your skin glowed in the dim lighting of the locker room. sweat started to bead up on your forehead, and you still felt a hazy from the stimulation. you were grew rather frustrated and wanting to reach your orgasm to have it decided by your lover.

“sorry babe, but the game starts back in a few minutes.” he hums but you could practically hear the tease in his voice, placing you on your feet. you mumbling a few curses underneath your breath huffing, feeling you stumble forward you catch yourself.

satoru smiles back with a cheeky and teasing smirk as he watches your annoyed expression when he pulls away. he then unlocks the door, giving you no chance to respond or continue any further action, even though you were very tempted to do so. he laughs and winks at you before stepping out of the locker room, leaving you all by yourself inside.

you straighten out your uniform and make sure your appearance was looking proper before stepping out of the locker room. you didn't see satru anywhere, but you assumed he was already at the game. he did say that the game was starting in just a few minutes, and he was always one to be right on time. you made your way towards the game, looking for satrou amongst the other students who had already taken their seats.

you began to get concerned about satrou’s sudden disappearance, worried that he might be in trouble. he had gone missing without a trace after you two left the locker room, and his whereabouts were completely unknown at this point.

you searched all the crowd of students, searching for any sign of satrou but came up with nothing. you began to get increasingly worried with each passing moment, wondering where he could have gone so suddenly without a word?.

just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse than this. where the hell did he go?

oh great.

a wave of concern washed over you as satrou still hadn't shown himself by the quarter of the game, which only caused worries of where he could have gone to creep up on you. you were worried and stressed, not knowing if he were hurt and unable to show himself, or somewhere else. your annoyance grew with each passing second, until you suddenly heard toji's voice behind you.

"looking for someone?" toji asked, looking at you with a smug grin on his face. his friends all stood close to him, smirking as they looked at you. one of them even had the nerve to let out a chuckle, clearly enjoying how annoyed you were at the moment. it’s as if they were mocking your concern for satrou—was nowhere to be seen still. “I wouldn’t worry much about him, the nerd show sooner or later. or not.”

“what—why?”

“you ask way too many questions, relax. we have a game to finish. see you out there sweetheart”

you started at them confused, wanting to run after them to question them more but it was too late they were already heading to the field—but you should’ve expected them not take this matter seriously.

you only hoped gojo was okay somewhere.

@screampied @hoshigray @shaguro

[debunkingtherightwing]

Michael Knowles argues that a Superbowl ad will convert secular liberals to Christianity because it speaks in "woke-ese" and tries to sell 20 dollar bottles of MAGA water

Ah, the face of a man who lost money by betting that the Superbowl would be violently overtaken by radical leftists (source; The Michael Knowles Show on Daily Wire)

Well, the griftosphere coverage of the Superbowl was surprisingly boring. Dave Rubin barely talked about it, Ben Shapiro rambled about how the Superbowl is proof that America is getting older, I don't think Matt Walsh talked about it at all, we just did Tim Pool so I'm not going to subject you guys to more of him that quickly, and Charlie Kirk interviewed three senators about how the commercials were too woke.

So where do I go to when I want an absolutely idiotic take on a current event? I check on Daily Wire third banana Michael Knowles!

00:00, Michael Knowles: "The Superbowl occurred, I am told, I don't know for certain. I actually attended a Superbowl party and still I did not catch even one second of the game, which is fine by me as I later discovered that the game began with one of the most offensive public displays around these days, the so-called black national anthem."

So, this is one of the main things that the griftosphere has been complaining about in the wake of the Superbowl and I figure now is as good a time as any to talk about the history of the black national anthem.

The actual name of the black national anthem is Lift Every Voice and Sing and it was written as a poem in the late 1800's by a man named James Weldon Johnson and put to music by his brother John Rosamond Johnson. The NAACP dubbed it the black national anthem in 1919. 1919 was actually more than a decade before the Star Spangled Banner became the national anthem of the United States. It has been a rallying cry for civil rights ever since and was even sung by crowds after the JFK assassination. So Michael acting like this anthem popped out of nowhere a couple years ago is ridiculous and ahistorical.

01:15, Michael Knowles: "But that song has increasingly come to be seen as an alternate national anthem. One of two national anthems because we now have two nations."

Or, this is a performance meant to provide an olive branch to the black community in the wake of a string of violent attacks against them, oftentimes being carried out by law enforcement.

I don't get why this is such a big deal. So they sang Lift Every Voice and Sing, what's the big deal? This is a complete non-issue in every conceivable way.

02:36, Michael Knowles: "I didn't watch the game at all while it was on."

Do you want a medal? I didn't either.

02:38, Michael Knowles: "I went back and watched some of the highlights. I watched Travis Kelce screaming at that poor elderly man, I watched the black national anthem or at least part of it, and I watched some of the ads."

There are two things you can always count on conservatives to throw a shit-fit about after the Superbowl; the national anthem and the ads. Now that we've got one out of the way, it's time to talk about Superbowl commercials.

Also, I love the implication that Michael was so horrified by the black national anthem that he had to turn it off before it was even finished. Keep in mind that it's not a particularly long performance clocking in at two minutes and thirty three seconds.

02:47, Michael Knowles: "And there was one ad above all that was extremely controversial and it elicited the most anger, the most loathing, the most rending and gnashing of teeth. It was an ad from a group called He Gets Us that was, well I'll just let you see it, you form your own conclusions."

Ok, so conservatives are really ticked about this ad from a Christian group called "He Gets Us" that depicted a series of images depicting certain people washing other peoples feet. The griftosphere is pissed because they feel like parts of the ad glorified things such as being gay.

While you might feel inclined to view this group as a well-meaning religious organization seeking to preach equality to the masses, don't be fooled. This ad is a trojan horse containing a group that is just as hateful as the things they pretend to be against. He Gets Us is funded by the Green family who have used the funds that they have acquired from their ownership of Hobby Lobby to fund anti-LGBTQ organizations. Their idea of "loving gay people" is to pressure them into revoking their sexuality. So, they are far from left-wing and deserve to be acknowledged as a hate group using sleazy marketing to trick people into viewing them as accepting.

I find the fact that these idiots are all pissed at this ad really hilarious because this group is super ideologically aligned with them. They want the same form of far-right Christian fascism as you guys do, they are just better at concealing it.

Anyway, Michael stunningly enough doesn't really mind this ad because he thinks that it's going to convert secular liberals to christianity.....yes really.

05:17, Michael Knowles: "I didn't totally hate this ad because it's in woke-ese. Because it's written in this woke language. Because the symbols and the signs and the whole language of the ad is for secular liberals."

"Woke-ese", does he even know what he's talking about? Was the Bible written in woke-ese? Because that's where the parable of Jesus washing the feet of his disciples came from.

I mean I kind of agree that this ad is trying to launder far-right ideology through an outward appearance of acceptance but I never said it did a good job of it. The ad was kind of cringeworthy and most people who I know on the left looked at it and rolled their eyes at how cheesy it was. Plus, when you Google this organization the info about the hate-groups that fund them comes right up.

06:27, Michael Knowles: "The conclusion that a lot of Christians are drawing is 'Well the ad is insinuating that if you protest abortion, your hateful. That the ad is insinuating that if you object to LGBTLMNOP style stuff that you are hateful.'"

Ding-ding-ding! You hit the nail on the head....well, not about the ad but about those things you mentioned being hateful!

06:41, Michael Knowles: "I'm not certain that that's what the ad is saying. I think the ad is reaching out to secular liberals who have an aversion to Christianity and to Jesus and to faith and is trying to speak their language."

They got lost in translation.

08:14, Michael Knowles: "Your orange haired lesbian cousin who hates her dad is not going to read the Summa Theologiae set that you did not buy her, ok."

As a guy who is friends with multiple lesbians, some of which have orange hair, I would like to make the statement that all of them are a thousand times cooler than Michael Knowles.

Also, the Summa Theologica? Yeah, that's some light reading that will help introduce young fence-sitters to Christianity. If your cousin refuses to read the Summa Theologica, maybe it's less about a hatred of Jesus and more about the fact that the Summa Theologica is a 3,025 page doorstopper that is a pretty complicated read.

08:27, Michael Knowles: "If an ad can get some secular liberal, and that's who these ads are for, for even one second to even consider our lord. To even maybe have some slight increase in affection for our lord, I'm fine with it."

Again, there is absolutely no way that a kind of corny ad that half the population made fun of is going to convert anybody. Especially when a google search for the organization reveals their more hateful funding.

09:32, Michael Knowles: "From what I can gather about this ad, the He Gets Us thing, it's funded by right-wing evangelicals. It's not totally clear but it sort of seems like that."

It seems pretty clear from what I've found but at least Michael seems directionally aware that these guys are on his team. That makes him at least slightly smarter than Matt Walsh. I still think it's super unlikely that this ad is going to convert anybody if only because of how ham-fisted it is.

Anyway, Michael plays an ad from Hallow which is one of the sponsors for his show. Definitely no conflict of interest there. Then he switches to his next topic....Trump's ad targeting Nikki Haley.

13:56, Michael Knowles: "The interesting thing about this ad is that it's against Nikki Haley. Trump is destroying Nikki Haley in all of the polls, why is he going after her in a Superbowl ad? These ads are very expensive."

So, Trump made a Superbowl ad attacking Nikki Haley for wanting to change social security rules.

I mainly view this as an act of pettiness on Trumps part, if anything, but lets see Michaels take.

14:07, Michael Knowles: "One, because anything can happen in politics. Especially when the liberal establishment is prosecuting you, trying to throw you in prison, I don't know they might try to kill him at some point."

Lets say Trump does go to jail or the left kills him like Michael has been saying for a while now (shockingly enough it hasn't happened yet), why exactly would an attack ad against Nikki Haley be the most reasonable course of action? If you're dead there's absolutely nothing you can do and in jail your capabilities are severely limited. This makes zero sense.

14:17, Michael Knowles: "He wants to make sure there's no even semi-viable challenge to him, so this was the kill shot."

If Trump is dead or in jail the options for other people to try and take his spot will open up really quickly. Again, this is a completely nonsensical argument based on nothing.

Anyway, here's Michael talking about how we have a "cultural problem".

14:44, Michael Knowles: "But you remember back in the day the Tea Party, the Paul Ryan types, broadly the conservative movement was all for entitlement reform. And the argument for it was 'we need to get our fiscal house in order before we deal with the social problems'. Some people even called for a social truce. Let's have a truce, lets put a pause on the social fights so we can stop the new red menace which is consisting of ink. And at the time it sounded like an ok idea. The problem was, we learned that you can't fix the fiscal problems without fixing the cultural one."

How are the two things related at all? The culture war nonsense that the right has been pushing is basically defined by such important issues as one beer can with a transwoman on it and commercials having too many minorities in them. It's all made up nonsense meant to distract from the real issues.

15:30, Michael Knowles: "Until you fix the border, until you fix the family, until you fix national sovereignty, until you fix basic social issues you're simply not gonna fix basic social issues."

Let's go through these one at a time;

1): I've talked about this so many times on this blog but the "border crisis" is basically a figment of far-right medias imagination. Also, the Republicans keep blocking legislation to make the border more secure. Also, since when did the border become a social issue? It seems pretty financial to me.

2): The family? Is the family broken now? This is probably a dogwhistle for a thousand different things ranging from gay marriage to surrogacy.

3): National sovereignty is even more confusing. Last I checked, the United States is still independent. I guess Michael thinks we're being governed by Britain again or something.

Note how these are either meaningless platitudes meant to inspire outrage or manufactured moral panics. If this is the best Michael has got to prove his point, it just ain't a good point.

16:16, Michael Knowles: "There are plenty of reasons to attack Trump and people will do it for all sorts of reasons. But one of the dumbest arguments I think is that Trump doesn't have a clear kind of Conservatism."

Oh yeah, that's an argument that people make all the time. Why just yesterday I was at the casino playing poker and the guy sitting across from me said "You know the problem with that Trump guy? He doesn't have a clear conservative ideology." I love how these guys just make up arguments for them to refute.

Trump does have a clear kind of conservatism. It starts with an "f" and ends with "ascism".

17:21, Michael Knowles: "Speaking of the presidential race, Democrats have had it with Joe Biden. That press conference I think was the nail in the coffin. They saw the special council report that Joe Biden is an amiable old man who is not fit to stand trial because he's so senile."

So, Joe Biden has recently been making a lot of gaffes which is a little concerning due to his age. You know who else has been making a lot of gaffes though? Donald Trump. For crying out loud, he called Viktor Orban "the leader of Turkey" and declared in one speech that Biden would lead the country into World War II while also saying that he was ahead of Obama in the 2024 polls. Strangely enough, you don't hear Michael Knowles talking about those missteps. The only way to argue this point honestly is saying that neither of these men have any business running due to their age.

That being said, the report that Michael is talking about is pretty partisan. Robert Hur was a Trump appointed U.S attorney. It's pretty clear that he's towing the Republican parties narrative line in his report.

I don't get the narrative in MAGA media about Biden by the way. He's a senile doddering old man who also somehow has the mental capacity to steal an election from Trump and cook up plots to replace the white population with migrants that will vote exclusively democrat. It's a complete and total narrative disconnect.

Anyway, Michael plays a clip from Bill Maher saying the Biden needs to go. I love how these guys all pretend that Bill Maher isn't one of them. They do the same thing with Tim Pool to a lesser extent. Notice how the only "leftist" they all seem to agree with consistently is Bill Maher. I wonder why that is?

18:55, Michael Knowles: "The Democrats realize that they are in a very bad situation. Even if they rig all the votes in all the different states, it's still gonna be tough."

I don't think Michael realizes what the term "rigging" means. See, when you rig an election that means that you have set it up so that you inevitably win.

Michael also plays a clip from CNN and then advertises one of the scamiest products I have ever seen.

20:50, Michael Knowles: "If the Democrats lose this election you know what we're gonna have a lot of? Woke Tears! That's why you've gotta check out Woke Tears water."

I normally skip over the parts where these guys try to hawk their shit because who gives a crap but I was intrigued by this product because it's so stupid. So, it's basically MAGA bottled water right and guess how much it costs? 8 dollars? Nope! 10 dollars? Yes....is what I would be saying if it didn't cost 20 freaking dollars for a six pack!

I know it says $18.95, but if you factor in tax it's $20.51. But hey at least the shipping's free! That totally makes up for the fact that you're paying 20 bucks for bottled water. For context on how absolutely insane this price is, here's the price of a six pack of Aquafina bottled water.

It's a totally insane price! I can't put myself in the headspace where I would pay 20 dollars for bottled water just so I could "own the libs". I know that all of these weird MAGA products like Black Rifle Coffee are complete scams but come on, at least try to avoid your grift being too transparent.

Also, if I was the Daily Wire I wouldn't be OK with this company ripping off my schtick. These guys ripped off your "Leftist Tears" tumblers and you're not only letting it slide but advertising for them?! I guess you can't argue with some cash. Come to think of it, how much does it cost to advertise on the Daily Wire? Is it possible that I could advertise my blog which is pretty focused on making fun of the Daily Wire on the Daily Wire? Could I force Matt Walsh to call himself a professional sociopath? Only time shall tell, back to Michael Knowles.

22:04, Michael Knowles: "There is a theory, you hear it in right-wing circles, 'Joe Biden is not really the president, who's really calling the shots?' I don't know, I'm sure he's neglecting whole swaths of the government but when he does assert something I think he gets it. I think Joe Biden, when he wants to be, is actually the president."

See what I mean? Joe Biden is a confused dementia patient but when he asserts himself he is actually the president and from the sounds of it is pretty dominant. These two narratives are completely incongruous with each other and Michael doesn't seem to understand that.

22:25, Michael Knowles: "If Joe Biden were not the president, he would not have been permitted to give that press conference."

Yeah, because the Democratic Party has a magic crystal ball that can predict when Biden is going to make a gaffe in a press conference. This is one of those statements that sounds really stupid if you think about it for more than 11 seconds.

Michael plays a clip of Karine Jean-Pierre addressing a question that Peter Doocy posed about Biden's mental state. Now it's time for Michael to talk about Mo'nique, would you believe that it's shockingly racist?

25:52, Michael Knowles: "Speaking of black women, talking about Karine Jean-Pierre not Joe Biden, speaking of black women-"

Golly, thanks for clearing that up. Carry on.

25:57, Michael Knowles: "Mo'nique just recently complained on some random podcast that she would be much more famous if she were a white woman."

Essentially, this was an appearance that Mo’nique made on a podcast called Club Shay Shay. It's less about being "famous" and more about money and payment.

The racial pay gap is quite a large problem. Black women are paid a third less than white men for the same task. Now, is somebody with a net worth of thirteen million the best representative of this issue? Not exactly. But what she does have is a platform and if her experiences can shed light on this issue, more power to her.

26:56, Michael Knowles: "I think she's basically half right. A lot of conservatives are going to jump down her throat here and say 'You're playing the race card and you're playing the victim and you're not really the victim and-' but she's probably right. If she were white she would appeal to the culture of more people."

He had me for about 2 seconds and then immediately lost me again.

27:19, Michael Knowles: "Her comedy has been specifically targeted at black culture and black people make up something like 12 to 14 percent of the country."

Naturally, white people cannot appreciate black comedy. No siree.

This is ridiculous. And she's also an actress. What about roles that she's cast in?

27:25, Michael Knowles: "America is a - was a white country."

"White people are the majority population in the US....wait, I also believe in the great replacement theory. WAS a white country guys!"

Also, define white country because America was an indigenous country first. Are minorities getting rights an erasure of America being a white country? Ascribing races to countries is just gross.

27:36, Michael Knowles: "So, yeah that's true. If you appeal to a minority population you're gonna be less famous than if you appealed to the majority of the population, that's true."

"Hey, I know you are being paid less than your white colleagues but have you ever considered being whiter?"

I don't see how Michael thinks that this argument is less racist than the alternative.

28:04, Michael Knowles: "But I think her concern is legitimate. She's saying there is this distinct culture within America that I appeal to but the culture that I appeal to and the majority culture are not synonymous and so that is just naturally restricting my growth potential. Yeah, that's true."

That's totally ridiculous. Again, is a black actress just automatically a part of "black culture" and walled out of white culture? If that is true, that's still racist.

28:41, Michael Knowles: "This is also why calls to radically change the demographics of the country will inevitably affect national culture. Now when we're talking about changing the demographics of the country we're actually not really talking about black and white anymore, we're talking about importing a lot of hispanic's into the country through an open border."

Only Michael Knowles could turn a segment about Mo'nique into a piece on the great replacement theory. Anyway, the Great Replacement Theory is a complete load of horseshit that isn't backed up by the data at all. Whenever I hear about the Great Replacement Theory, I just hear white paranoia.

"Wait, they might start treating me like I treat them? Unthinkable!"

Conclusion:

Michael Knowles is such a complete and utter clod and this episode is no different. I am kind of stunned that 20 dollar MAGA water exists and can't wait to see the uptick in Gen Z'ers converting to christianity after seeing some really awkward Superbowl ad from an organization funded by a hate group.

Cheers and I'll see you in the next one.

[princessdreamie]

DBH part 6

Character references: Na: Naomi (daughter of Kai & Julie), Bu: Bully (son of Nicole and Clayton), N: Nicole, Ct: Clayton, St: Stanley (child psychologist), Co: Cornelia (St’s assistant & Mitchell’s gf), C: Chance, E: Eric, S: Selena, Se: Seth (son of Eric & Selena), Lo: Loid (Bully’s minion/self-proclaimed bestie), Fa: Fabian (one of C’s friends & an actor from Na’s favorite show), Tt: Tigger (N's tiger bot,; I know the 2nd t doesn't make sense but I don't think I am going to change it anytime soon heh), Ll: Lolly (Ferguson family's tiger bot. that's only her nickname tho), Br: Chatty/Bratty (N's Daughter, but bratty fits her wax better if you ask me lol)

I highlighted the 2 names since there aren’t many colors I can choose from lol. So that’s why I picked the current most important ones

Fa was stunned for a moment while C kept staring at her. Br didn't want to stay any longer and excused herself.

C asked his friend what he told her. He then gave a quick summary. After finishing the recap, the popular actor asked the Ferguson boy what was wrong in return. C advised him to keep his distance from Br. She had a record of being a diva and always looking for ppl to gossip about. Fa was aware of all of it. But he didn't see anything wrong with her questions.

Later that day

C came back home after he came back from the park. Fa challenged him to a basketball game. The playground didn't have many older kids around so they just played 1v1. Just a friendly game, with no point score, that was C's condition. He likes to play to win but not if he is out of school. As he entered through the door he met his dad in the hall, talking to someone on the phone. E noticed him arriving and gave him a small nod as a greeting. The boy didn't want to disturb him any longer so he went upstairs to see after his brother. B4 he opened the door to Se's bedroom, he could hear the tv blasting from his baby bro's room. He peeked inside the room and saw Se jumping up and down while cheering on the characters on screen. C had to hold in his laughter after seeing this spectacle.

He was glad that Se was finally interested in other stuff than jokes that don't land. He closed the door behind him and headed forwards to his own room until he realized that he hasn't seen Ll for a while. C asked some of their house staff, but they haven't seen her either. That struck him as odd. Ll would be with his dad. She could have been hiding, she loved to jump on E and scare him a bit. Still, he looked for her on his mobile watch to track her down. Her tiger icon leads him to the washroom. That was one of those places she liked the most, aside from his dad's shoulder. She liked the steamy air and warm laundry inside. So C thought that she just wanted to relax. Nevertheless, he went into the big room and found her a few minutes after.

She lay under some nightgowns, which were still warm from the dryer. Her little fuzzy tail swung back and forth, indicating her sour mood. He picked her up by her scruff and looked right at her in her face. Her feelings were very obvious. Her eyes squinting back at him and her tiny nose was wiggling just as fast as her tail. She was too cute and adorable that way, in his opinion. She couldn't even scare a fly away with her face like that. C asked the tiger bot what she was mad about. Ll didn't want to tell him at the beginning but he eventually got her to talk.

And she TALKED. She was rambling on and on about how Se has been ignoring her bc of this 'stupid cartoon'. Saying that he didn't even want to play with her after lunch. C carefully listened to her rant. Even if it was hard to catch on to everything she was complaining. She was a fast talker when she gets mad/excited. When she was finally done, C comforted her and laid her in his lab to pet her. C talks to her until she felt better. The 2 went back to Se's room, but this time he knocked on the door. The tv was turned off and the little boy opened the door slightly. C asked if he could come inside. After they sat down on his bed C explained to his brother, that Ll felt neglected and the other things he could understand from what his 'sister' told him earlier. Se felt bad saying that he didn't want her to feel excluded. The young boy asked the tiger bot why she hadn't told him instead. After some back and forth the 2 younger kids finally made up.

Back at the n & ct household

Br came back from her shopping spree and met her parents in her bedroom. Br asked what they were doing in her bedroom as she put all her stuff on top of her cabinet.

Her parents eyed each other, which made the teenage girl suspicious. They went on to explain that they need to send bu aboard for something. At first, Br believed it was about a trip to some social event. But Ct broke the news that his son will be under observation. Br was shocked. She had so many questions if he was hurt or sick. But her mom just couldn't bear to look into her eye. Her dad pulled out his phone and played a video.

[dzpenumbra]

4/30/23

Last night was difficult.

I don't think I mentioned it in my journal, maybe I did and I don't remember, idk, I'm going to tell the story anyway. I was watching a Red Dead stream last night and a girl who had been a subscriber in that channel for 7 consecutive years accidentally wrote a private message into the Twitch chat. And I mean really private.

(side note - ctrl+b, which is used for bold is right between ctrl+v [paste] and ctrl+n [new window in chrome]. And the undo on Tumblr is fucked. So... just... gonna point out how frustrating and inconvenient that is if you just slightly miss the b key and suddenly you either have a new window pop up or a paragraph of text just appears.)

This chick posted about like... really bad medical news. Like organ disease news. That she got that day. And she immediately asked mods to delete it, because she couldn't. And no one did. And there were like over 1000 people in there. And then these assholes started copying and pasting her message. At first just one. Then one who spent "channel points" to actually highlight the copied message. Then like 5 more. It... was really disturbing. Like... I struggle to see any humor in it, and I have a pretty open mind about humor. It really felt like someone saying "haha look, this chick has cancer!" As though... anyone is going to laugh about that...

Now... I know a thing or two about humor. Humor used to be my primary coping mechanism. And most humor is just that, it's a way of diffusing something incredibly uncomfortable or painful, and transforming it into something funny, something palatable. Something positive, even. And sometimes that can be a... compulsion for some people, a reflex, that they're not even really conscious of. But there's a skill to doing that. It takes effort, it takes practice, it takes skill. And there is nothing... buckle the fuck up, I'm going loud here... THERE IS NOTHING FUCKING LAZIER THAN COPYING AND PASTING SOMETHING AND CALLING IT FUNNY. <catches breath> Okay, just had to get that out. People man, I just don't understand. Do these fucking imbeciles really lack the brain cells to understand that making a joke about a serious medical condition should... I dunno... maybe be handled a little more tactfully than treating it like retweeting a fucking meme or something?

Again, I am not against jokes that test the line, and even outright cross it. At all. Pushing those boundaries is important, in its own way. But there's a goddamn reason why we only had one Don Rickles. There's a reason we had one South Park. One Jackass. There is an art to pushing boundaries, and it requires skill, charisma and confidence. And these people had none of the above. They were just... schoolyard bullies, trying to impress other schoolyard bullies. They were literally grown-ass schoolyard bullies, likely piss drunk at 4AM, watching a 38 year old man pretend to be a cowboy in a video game, and stumbled across what was pretty obviously a private message between a long-standing paying community member and likely a family member... and they decided they wanted to pants her in front of class. Like... this is a fucking cartoon of schoolyard bully behavior. And people were fucking laughing! People were like... chuckling and going along with it

I... I pulled up a private message to her. And I typed out "hey, what they're doing is really not cool and I'm really sorry all this is happening to you. It's really fucked up." And... I didn't send it. Any other lifetime, I would have sent it. But I didn't. And I don't even know why I don't anymore. I definitely didn't stand up for her in chat. I didn't even support her behind closed doors. But when she put a message in chat saying it was fucked up? I immediately tagged her and sent a heart emoji, like... lightning speed, to show she has my support. I just... I feel bad. It's self preservation, it has to be. Like... I don't want this mob turning on me... So I don't stick up for the grown adult that's being bullied by grown adults. Because there are people there whose job it's supposed to be to moderate that, and they were asleep at the wheel, and... I didn't want to overstep, and they sure as shit won't respect my opinion if I don't have a sword icon next to my name.

And the streamer, when he noticed? He chuckled. And was like, "come on guys, knock it off..." Like... it was a bunch of kids playing in the backyard by throwing knives at the dog or something, and that's his response. It made me super uncomfortable. That and the shit that went down in his Discord? Blatantly saying "we're mob-mentality around here, okay?" And the Native American character he made, and how... really insensitive he was with it... and how he pretty obviously got reported several times on it but straight up lied to his audience about it and has doubled-down so many times I can't even count. "Nah nah nah, Moondance isn't going anywhere guys, I'll play him whenever I want, I just don't feel like it tonight..." RIIIGHHHTTT... I just... I'm really turned off by it.

Fuck the internet, man. The internet is very blatantly advertising directly to children, who are the most profitable demographic on the internet, if you weren't aware... and Twitch specifically has developed a wagering system with fake internet points that you accumulate by spending time watching a streamer (more time = more ads = more $$ for Twitch = more fake points for the kids). And they call them. Get this. Tell me this isn't disgustingly corporate Amazon cliché. They call them "Predictions". It's not gambling marketed towards children to keep them on a website that makes money off of feeding them ads, no no no, it's placing a wager on a "Prediction". I'm not gambling on what the outcome is, with a payout ratio identical to a fucking horse track, nope, I'm just predicting what the outcome is going to be and if I get it right I get a neat prize! They specifically market their site to children. How have they not gotten this shut down yet?!

Okay, got a bit of that out of my system. Why the fuck am I telling this story from last night? Well... I had a night terror. I got about 4-5 hours of sleep, and I had a super intense nightmare. It was very vivid, but I didn't remember much except for the last bit. And... it took me a bit of journaling (I did dream journal, so yay on that) to really start to understand what it was about. I might as well paint a picture for you, it was super vivid and deeply meaningful for me.

I was in a location that represented my parents' basement. I grew up in that house from the ages of 11-18, very formative years. My parents are closeted hoarders, they hide it well. The basement was where everything went. I was down there with someone else, I don't remember who it was. I had found a book that was for me, that I felt bad I hadn't read because, when I was down there and started reading it, it was really interesting. It was part of a series, and it was an exploration and interpretation of the Bible through historical record, plausible science and comparison with other cultural ideologies/mythologies. It was... really cool, and right up my alley. Almost like something I would write, if I felt qualified. I read the part about Genesis I and as I was reading... I got that thing I get sometimes where the mental imagery gets really vivid. And this moment was really disorienting in a dream, and is even disorienting just trying to process how it even happened, because I was... dreaming... which is my imagination, my subconscious mind... and then within that dream I was reading a text and... my subconscious in the dream was conceptualizing the text visually. It was like a Russian Nesting Doll of subconscious visualization, it's absolutely mind-boggling that that's even possible. And this visualization was... essentially an early proto-Earth colliding with a very water-dense celestial object. My brain interpreted this very metaphorically, like big blob of water. And then the combination of these two qualities ended up nurturing an environment like hydrated and nutrient enriched soil. Again, a metaphor, like... water and collision were huge components in setting off the chain reaction that resulted in... life. And... there was some part in the text that was referring... where either that water-dense body or the proto-Earth likely came from. I don't really remember the details on that.

And then... after that... I remember the person I was with upsetting the streamer (who was there with a bunch of his friends in-character), and they left. And after I read and visualized all of that, as though I had read it out loud... he kinda knew. Honestly, I'm struggling to remember it, I'm going to get the journal real quick to refresh.

Okay, it looks like even in the journal right after I woke up I wasn't sure what had upset the streamer and the people he was with. I was reading that passage in the book in the moments leading up to him getting upset and leaving. The book had this section in it that was like MadLibs... like a simple mini-test to sorta... jog and concretize your memory of what the previous passage was about, so you could sorta... use your own brain to make the connections rather than just reading his wording. So, like... I wasn't sure if I upset him, or he witnessed the surreal visual experience I had and it upset him (because it was super vivid, like panic attack vivid, and very emotional), or maybe he knew what I read and that upset him? Maybe I accidentally read out loud and didn't realize? Or... maybe the person I was with upset him... Which, with this much time between me and the dream, seems like the most likely factor... But, either way, he got upset and left. Then... I could sorta... sense through the ceiling and walls in an almost x-ray kinda way that he was like... glaring at me. In a... judgmental, suspicious, skeptical way. In a "I'm on to you..." way. In a witch-hunty Inquisition kinda way. And that set off a massive panic response that immediately woke me up.

You know what? I reflected on this when I woke up, and it's actually really well put for 4 hours of sleep coming out of a panic attack. <pats self on back> So I'm just gonna transcribe it. Fuck it.

"I felt like I needed to impress him, and like I fucked up... which was embarrassing but passed quickly... but that turned into... genuine concern that I was in danger. Like lynching kinda danger, mob violence danger. And that's because I witnessed that last night. And the chick who was being bullied? She was like me. This crowd? These streamers? I keep gravitating towards confident bullies. Andrew Santino types. They're very talented, but their skill is a coping mechanism developed through trauma and conflict. Unprocessed trauma, typically. Because the coping mechanism is their greatest gift, and really their whole life and identity are built on it. I gravitate towards that talent. Being this aware of how these people think (because I was one of them) and how much influence they have, how followers will blindly obey them and they have thousands, made me scared of... as that guy so poetically said in my Twitch chat "(being) thrown in a river with a mill stone tied to (me)." For learning, and exploring ideas that they may consider heretical. But, more specifically, sharing them and being associated with them."

So... you can imagine how hard writing a journal entry like this can be sometimes. It feels really serious and risky, and really silly at the same time. It's not like the context I'm referring to is even... heretical, really... if anything it's trying to prove the Bible's validity! But... I've just seen a lot of dark shit in my study of humanity. A lot of dark, ignorant, zealous things that people do. And seeing that mob mentality last night? It just brought me back to that same old familiar fear. And that shit sticks, and can be hard to shake.

I'm getting really tired, so I want to kinda wrap up, so let me get to the crux of all of this.

Besides the obvious, this journal and this post, why would I be so anxious about sharing my personal beliefs publicly? 1). Family-induced trauma, let's just get that out of the way, so that explains the life-shattering severity. But the focus - I made my desire path project public today. I posted it. It was my only goal for the day. And I did it.

I put it on YouTube. It currently has 3 views and no one has watched it all the way through. I fucking hate analytics and I don't want to watch them anymore. So fucking stupid, as though you have any control over whether people give a fuck about your work. Yikes.

Then, I went into this whole pros and cons list of posting the full project on Instagram. Insta won't let you link shit, and I wanted to keep my videos all on YT because... habit, I guess? Maybe because my Rimworld series is still over there and I was hoping someone might actually give a fuck about that again someday. But after a long time going over it, I decided instead of trying to direct people to go to my profile, then go to my YT link... fuck that. I'm just going to post it there in full, too. And I did. And the grand reception? I got 2 likes. And a comment from my former "best friend", my former goddaughter's mother. And I do appreciate the sentiment. It's just been hard to process those memories.

I always wanted to be a dad. And in my 20's, I got to be her nanny for most of the week when she was around 1 year old. I was working nights and inverting my sleep schedule to drive up an hour each way to watch her during the week. I still have a picture from when I got there one day and comedically, melodramatically collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion and actually fell asleep with my legs hanging in the air off the couch and shit, right next to my goddaughter who was also passed out. And she fired me. Because I didn't "take her outside enough", which she never instructed me to do or taught me how to do. Not to mention the fact that she never paid me once, and I just... didn't ask for money? Because I was trying to be nice? Because both her and her husband were like... not parenting their infant child and just going and working jobs instead, while I watched their kid for them.

Meh, enough about that. See what it does to my head though? Nostalgia is nice... sometimes... but it can be bitter, and if you have an especially dicey past, it can turn sour real quick. So... I do appreciate her sentiment, she left a really kind compliment that seems sincere. And the emotional processing from the past? That's my job, I gotta just remember... that's in the past. I just... I feel bad for my goddaughter, and I miss her. She was the closest thing to a daughter I've ever had, besides my dog and cat, of course. The closest thing to a human daughter I've ever had. And she may not have a great role model for like... healthy emotional regulation. And I worry about her. And I do kinda feel like... that's kinda part of the godfather thing, to step up and like... be there. But at this point? I was envisioning this when I was making dinner. I feel like if I ever even do that, I'm going to be the uncle or aunt figure at the family dinner that they haven't seen in 10 years and pulls the teenage kid aside and goes "you know, I used to change your diapers, do you remember me? No? It's okay, well... if you ever need to like... talk or anything, I'm always here for you." And they'll wince through the awkwardness and then go off and play something on their phone and sigh and mutter "weirdo". But like... is it worse to not even try?

That's a quandary for another day, I just went down that line of thought because I was kinda imaginatively strategizing what might happen if my former friend messaged me. To... prepare myself.

So yeah, lots of ups and downs today. Sleep deprivation, panic, nap, social media strategy, posted the video, made dinner, watched streams, Risk of Rain, journal, and off to bed we go.

Gonna try to sneak a quick shower in before bed, screw it, see if that helps with more relaxing sleep.

To end on a more uplifted note... The Path was one of the more ambitious projects I've taken on. It was very new, super conceptual, very "risky" regarding whether anyone would "get it", also very tedious and demanding. I did the 100 runs in Minecraft, with 3 screenshots per run. I hand-drew each path, twice. I animated each path individually. I composed, played and recorded 12 minutes of original music for 4 guitars, bass and drums. I wrote the script, I recorded the voiceover (on Easter day!). I hand-drew and animated the parts of the voiceover that I couldn't really figure out what to put under, as though they were being drawn on a whiteboard. I shot cinematic B-roll in Minecraft, Google StreetView and a real life National Park. I edited it all together.

And now... it's done.

Fuck crowd reception, this was months in the making. I am goddamn proud of myself.

[inthelittlewood]

Over the years as a content creator, how have you adapted with the changing platform?

As well as the rise, decline, and rejuvenation of minecraft?

Was it hard?

Honestly, my channel very nearly died out at one point because I'm a stubborn bugger!

My channel was born from Minecraft but I soon felt the pinch, much like everybody else where new maps and mod experiences entered a dry spell and my peers all had their established groups, deeply entrenched in whatever SMP they had going. So I was just nearby, floating on my own little rock. Between that and the pressures of being PG in all my content, I needed to diversify my game roster and loosen the reins a little for my own sanity.

The variety period of my channel was really fun but it really highlighted the cold hard fact that YouTube was evolving in to a single topic success store, but that just wasn't for me. I'd rather have transitioned out the industry enjoying my final days as opposed to getting caught in a one game rut. I was doing radio before this and I was confident I could return to it.

This went on for a while, to slowly declining numbers. When I reached the 1.3m subscriber mark, it all screeched to a halt and I plateaued HARD!

In late 2018 / early 2019 my channel was almost dead. Yogscast were floating me some months when CPM (ad money) was low and I'd pay them back on stronger months, I'm eternally grateful for that. I resorted to making a Patreon and told myself I'd only do it for a set period and if it was still a dependency by the end of that time, I'd close up shop. I was looking to get married, have a kid and I needed more stability then aaaaall of a sudden, BOOM, one of the games in my roster blew up. Fortnite, and not even at the beginning of its life either. This was nearly 2 years in to Battle Royale.

My stubbornness had paid off for once. Others were hiding 30 seconds of info in 10 minute videos to get pre-roll advertisements and I was NEVER going to do that.. Mine were 50 seconds: "Hey how ya doing, here's your info, catch ya later" and people respected that. Fast forward to now and that's still my main bread winner, it's nuts.

Is it creatively fulfilling? No. Does it pay the bills and keep sponsors happy, heck yeah!

I stayed active in the Minecraft scene via streaming, cameos in other people's content and was in good standing with Mojang (so much so that I got to host Minecon Live, that was fun!! Remember the first Grid Runners map?).

I dabbled in casual speedrunning and was there for the Minecraft Championship's inception which I snapped at the chance at to play in as I'd championed the Noxcrew's work since 2012. So in a weird way, it feels like my stubbornness and commitment to quality didn't go unnoticed by the current leaders in the field. Those middle patches of MCYT weren't for me, the 'lets be a group of creators and by an empty mansion, leaning our gold plaque against the wall on the floor next to our 2 pairs of sneakers' and going uber kid friendly or entering roleplay wasn't appealing to me.

This new wave of Minecraft through.. Where improv comedy and a little bit of skill are praised. This is where I'm meant to be. I'd demonstrated all these skills through projects like the ADVENTure and the Noxcrew Gameshow but they were in some ways, a little too ahead of their time. I just had to survive long enough to be here for the right 'phase'.

3L/LL has breathed life in to my 'second channel' which, let's be honest, is my Minecraft channel, calling it second isn't fair and MCC springs my name up to the new gen. Creators blowing up now might have watched me as kids or other OGs will give a knowing nod but I certainly still feel like I'm floating in the aether not knowing juuuust quite where I fit in, similarly to before. I'm sure it's partly imposter syndrome but also my lack of commitment to the game for 4/5 years will be why I feel this pinch.

So that's my next goal, finding a new MC space to call home, being a stubborn fuck as always and pushing myself creatively. Let's see how it goes

[afan1]

The Wilds: Season 1 Rewatch

Hey, everyone! With Season 2 of The Wilds premiering on May 6, 2022, I thought I’d go back and rewatch season 1 again after the long hiatus.

I’m going to be posting my thoughts on the episodes as I watch them, so hopefully y’all will join me in getting excited about the upcoming season! I can’t wait so let’s dive right in!

SPOILER WARNINGS — While it is an episode recap, there may be spoilers for the entirety of season 1 of The Wilds. Continue reading at your own risk if you haven’t seen all of it yet.

1x01 Recap

1x02 Recap

The Wilds | 1x03: Day Three

Favorite Quote

"I mean, I'm ready to bring a game. I have no idea what kind." — Leah Rilke

Personal Highlights of the Episode

Dot jamming to Fallen Angel. Don't lie — this is all of us when we think we're alone. I will admit to taking it a step further and performing a whole concert with choreography when I take a shower.

Leah during the storm... honestly, everyone during the storm just sitting in misery with no intention of trying to find cover or collect water, except for Dot.

Shelby taking offense to the whole "mall person" label. Honey, it's cause you are a mall person.

Things I Didn't Catch the First Time

Dot wearing a hospital bracelet during the interview. Are all the girls wearing those?

I never saw the fly go into Shelby's mouth. I always thought that she was choking on something from the alcove that she was inside of.

The motorcycle in the garage while Dot's doing laundry. I can 100% see her rolling up to a place on that bike (with one of those old-school helmets too) while smoking a cigarette. Badass. (Also, if she wants to roll Gretchen over with it, I wouldn't be opposed.)

Dot's dad's honorable discharge certificate from the U.S. Army hanging on the wall.

Observations / Theories / Questions

I think the girls have these agents played. Dot being that apprehensive and casual with the agents in the beginning? Not buying it. That's not our Dot.

Dot ordered french fries, 2 bagels, 2 subs, a sandwich, fried chicken, chicken wings, chips, 12 sushi rolls, 2 milkshakes (or just milk?), some kind of fruity drink and candy bars for her interview. You go, girl. Make those agents pay. Literally and figuratively.

Do we know what happened with Dot's mom? Did she die? Did she just up and leave? Until told otherwise, my headcannon is that Dot's dad was discharged from the Army and had a hard time re-acclimating to normal life either from PTSD, trouble getting/keeping a job, etc. and Dot's mom left him. Dot doesn't talk about her mom, so I think she left very early in Dot's youth and she just doesn't remember her anymore.

Dot selling drugs to pay for the medicine that her dad needs and can actually take without having bad side effects. Selling drugs is bad, kids, but Dot should be nominated for "Daughter of the Year" imo

Nobody remembers getting to shore, except for Nora when Leah questions what they recall from the crash. This may have been the first hint towards Nora being the other confederate.

Some of Jeff's annotations in Leah's copy of the book — "My grandfather grew up in Cheyenne. His favorite expression was 'Ain't that a pisser.'" ... "I would watch a snowy television (?) with you and be perfectly content." ... "Dear Leah, I dreamed about you last night. You wore a dress like this only it was red and you were also wearing roller(?). A person only gets a handful of perfect dreams in one's life. For me, this was one." ... "Shetland ponies forever."

Toni ranting and Fatin not caring in the slightest, then Fatin questioning Toni's sign and Toni raging will always make me laugh.

Does anyone know if they wrote Toni to not shave or if it was something Erana decided to do for Toni's character? It varies throughout the season (sometimes she shaves, most of the time she doesn't) and honestly, I love it. It just feels authentic to Toni.

Dot's itinerary only has three days planned out. So, all these girls (barring Fatin, I think she knew it would be longer from her dad's slipup?) were under the assumption that it was going to be a weekend getaway. I'm surprised no one else has friends questioning their whereabouts like Ian did with Leah.

I have the hardest time gauging timelines with shows that are based in the south or in warm climates. Like, my mind works this way: spring — warmish and rain; summer = shorts and hot af; fall = boots and jackets; winter = snow. Then, I remember Dot is in Texas, everything gets fucked up, and I give up on figuring out how long her flashback spans. Northeast problems. Sorry.

Dads teasing their daughters about boys crushing on them is always cute to me. Probably cause #NeverHappenedToMe

If a rattlesnake was that close to me, I'd have already fucking died. Hell to the no. Last summer, I saw a garter snake (it was already dead) and screamed for a solid two minutes. Speaking of — why did they not eat the snake?

Rachel not grabbing the suitcase that was in the plane wreckage? WTF was even in it to keep it sunken like that? Also, how did the plane even get there? Did Gretchen's people fly it over and drop it in? Was it already there, and they found it while scouting deserted islands for the experiment?

Dot not admitting she saw Andrew cheating on Shelby, but also telling her she deserves better is one of those moments that we see Dot forgo her usual bluntness and spare feelings.

I relate so hard to Dot awkwardly and uncomfortably accepting comfort or giving it.

Gretchen implies that Milestone #8 is the girls finding/opening the black box to see the plane crash recording. Anyone have ideas on what the other milestones were?

Gretchen was fired "last fall," so the whole experiment from start to currently has been less than a year.

Shelby coming in clutch. She saw Dot's hesitance to say what she thought they should do with the black box and swooped in to make sure that Dot didn't have to carry the weight of that decision by herself. Then, Dot's sigh of relief. Ughhhh. Shelby and Dot rival Fatin and Dot as my BROTP.

Would people losing consciousness during a plane crash be a normal thing?

You cannot tell me that Leah and Fatin's interaction while packing up the suitcase was not like, lowkey flirting. Before Fatin fucks it up ofc by admitting she read Jeff's annotations. If you can tell me otherwise, don't. Let me live in my Leatin daydreams, please.

"Between you and the book, I get the sense this guy likes recent vintage." YES, Fatin. Call out Jeff on his perv-ness. He's a fucking creep.

The whole scene of Dot and her dad's last moments wrecks me. Jesus, and the song? End me.

Dot is the only one from the group of girls to have met Gretchen in person, correct? Aside from Nora, of course. The ending scene of this episode when I first saw it had me convinced that Dot was the other confederate.

Field Notes

Field Note #025 – Of course Dot would know the lyrics to Poison’s “Fallen Angel”… and just about every other metal hit out there. She inherited her love for hard rock from her father, a real metalhead. One night when she was 11, Dot stayed up late rocking out to a compilation her dad had made especially for her. The next morning, she had her first “bangover” – that’s metalhead slang for the headache you get after a night of serious handbanging.

Field Note #026 — Dot is collecting rainfall, a good source of drinking water if you're stranded in the wilderness. Consuming rainwater is safer than consuming water from a lake or river, but experts still recommend that you filter and boil the rain before drinking it. Let's hope Dot knows that.

Dot is one of those annoying people who doesn't get brain freeze. She discovered this superpower in elementary school, and more than once has won money by challenging dudes to milkshake-drinking contests.

Field Note #028 – Welcome to Fort Travis High School, approximately 2,900 students enrolled. Something to note: Dot, Shelby, Toni, and Martha attend public schools, whereas Leah, Fatin, Nora, and Rachel attend private schools. An even fifty-fifty split, representing both sides of the educational divide. 

Field Note #029 – Dot’s on a budget, so when it comes to hair dye, it’s DIY all the way. Lately she’s been using washable markers, which she steals from the art room at school. It’s a messy process but they get the job done.

Field Note #031 – Shelby’s family is suuuuuper into pranks. (Like you should probably check the toilet for Saran Wrap if you piss at the Goodkind household.) It’s an eat-or-be-eaten environment over there, so yeah… Shelby’s gotten pretty good at pulling off stunts of her own.

Field Note #032 – If you take a close look at the Dawn of Even itinerary, you’ll notice the times are listed in military time. Which, for a teen girls’ retreat, is… weird. Military time, or the 24-hour clock, is usually used in situations where confusing AM and PM could have severe consequences, or when you don’t have reliable visual access to the sun.

Field Note #034 – Fatin didn’t have to read Jeff’s book for school because she decided against taking Contemporary American Lit, an elective she likes to call “Boring Bearded White Dudes 101.”

Shelby Curse Count: 0 (1 total)

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Tell me what your favorite quotes, moments, theories and observations are for episode two! Let's discuss!

[oriigirii]

Streamer MC headcannons with the brothers 💞

"You were quite a known face on social media back in the human realm, playing games, doing unboxings, just vibin in general, fans around the globe looked forward to your streams a lot! However, considering the sudden (unannounced) invitation to the exchange program, you had to leave all of that behind out of the blue. It wasn't as bad at first, but you have to admit you do miss the feeling of being able to do goofy shit online. Luckily for you, with the advance technology of Devildom and some spicy magic, the internet had synced with the human realm, and thats when you decided to finally re-enter the streaming scene. How will the brothers react upon seeing your peculiar past time?"

Head empty, No thoughts aside from the brothers just bothering the MC while they stream so here you go haha

Warnings: None, just crackhead energy and a lotta mispellings

Gender: Neutral!

Hotel: Trivago

* [ ಠ╭╮ಠ ] Lucifer *

{How did he know about your career?}

I honestly don't see him as someone who goes on the internet a lot

(He screams boomer to me, change my mind)

He doesn't have the time either, he's too focused on work!

So him finding out is gonna take a while

But! He did find out the hard way when shrilled screaming was heard from your room when he was passing by with some paper stacks in his arms (courtesy of Diavolo)

This man felt his instincts kick in, he ran as fast as he could, papers forgotten, and he immediately slammed your door open. Splinters scattering around, your door definitely damaged, as his eyes held a glare and his demon form was out, wings spread in a threatening display.

He was ready to beat someone's ass as he had thought someone had hurt you in here.

But all hes met with is you, infront of your chair and PC, and a game over on the screen...

To say he was unamused was an understatement cause you just lost your internet priviliges for giving him a heart attack (He said it was because you were being rowdy and noisy but with what you saw you knew that wasn't the case)

Good luck tryna puppy-eye your way to his heart to let you continue streaming lol.

If by some miracle you managed to wriggle your rights back from his hands, he'd warn you not to be so loud next time.

You already learnt your lesson though~ (Hopefully)

{How does he feel about your streams?}

Not everyone's the same, so if you were the shy soft streamer who does more art streams or something akin to a podcast, you can bet that Lucifer will be putting you on while he works, he kinda knows your streaming schedule at this point and if you were running late, he'd force one of his brothers to take over your dish washing duties or any chores you were stuck with

If you were the loud obnoxious meme type, hed still try to watch out of curiosity, and as much as he appreciates that you were getting comfortable here in Devildom with how you laugh and joke around, he still can't approve of it. Its too loud, its much like his brothers energy and he has enough of that already, so he probably doesn't watch as much.

He has countlessly came to your room to shush you and at this point your fans had made a compilation of each time Lucifer had barged in to tell you off

Look he likes it when you scream, but not when hes in the middle of work okay--

At this point, chat has deemed Lucifer as dad and you as their mom/dad.

If he ever catches wind of this he'd definitely be teasing you in private for centuries to come.

Overall fine with it, as long as don't do something stupid on stream.

* ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Mammon*

{How did he know about your career?}

I would say he found out by him crashing into your streams midway but that's too predictable, hence why you've Mammon-proofed your bedroom during streaming hours!

Thanks to our wizard daddy, you have managed to cast a simple lock spell on your door and as well as a sound proofing

You love your broke idiot, but you did wanna keep the tone of your stream today a bit more chill, you wanted to have a proper Q&A with your fans to hopefully clear any bad vibes around your 3 month disappearance.

When Mammon has learnt your door was locked he definitely was a bit pissy, he knocked on your door loudly even and was calling out for you to let him in, but to no avail.

Bro he's scared.

He usually was allowed to enter, and you usually answered if you did need to be left alone for a bit, so just leaving him hanging got his mind racing and he had to press up his ear on the wooden door to try and hear if you were okay

When this continues on he finally resorts to getting help, but the only one in the house ws Levi, so he kicks down HIS door.

Levi boutta summon Lotan for interrupting him honestly

But as Mammon exclaim you weren't answering and he worried for your wellbeing, Levi rolls his eyes and scoffs,

"Idiot Mammon, they're streaming don't bother them…"

Streaming? why didn't you tell him???

Rude much.

He did huff and now was forcing his way to use Levi's PC for a moment

Can Levi stop him?

Nah.

He was busy on his console, and if he stood up now hed be breaking his world record so he was at a terrible state so he just resorts to threats of him drowning the Avatar of Greed if he does anything stupid on his PC.

He immediately logs in to your streaming platform and he watches for a bit,

You were more dolled up now just to look decent on stream, and he felt this jealousy rise as you interact with your chat, especially to those saying I love you's and stuff, and you even said it back? the audacity! You were his werent you? Were you replacing him with these nobodies?

He huffs as he realized that those who paid got their message highlighted, and thus, he starts donating. (Mind you this was Levi's account...)

"Mcccccc Open the dooorrr"

"Ill behave i promiseeeee"

"Cmon pleaseeee?"

Chat is c o n f u s i o n

NGL, they thought Mammon was a creepy stalker and red flags were being waved everywhere

but as chat was pondering who the hell he was, you can only sigh and look at the camera with that unamused expression, but ugh! you just KNOW hes doing that kicked puppy expression of his, and maybe it really wont be so bad

So you snap your fingers and say, "Okay MonMon, its open, Im giving you 3 seconds"

Mammon wasnt deemed to be the fastest out of his brothers for nothing

As soon as you got to '2', you were already tackled by the white haired male and chat went wild.

Now that you've shown your life in Devildom, maybe its time to introduce chat to your boyfriend no?

{How does he feel about your streams?}

You get paid to sit infront of a camera, do I have to say anything else?

But really though, as much as he enjoys the thought of getting so much cash from something so simple, he prefers the joy of being able to proudly exclaim that he was your first man!

ohhhh he thrives on the salt of your overly attached stans

but for those who fully support you, he always feels so mushy and shy when they say the ship you guys so hard

The fanarts has him WEAK (he may or may not have saved a few)

You usually do streams alone, but now you've allowed the door to be left open to let Mammon join whenever

Chat pogs when he enters with so much confidence, only for it to crumble when you kiss his cheek on stream.

Overall finds it fun to spend time with you, but just dont play scary games cause Lucifer might hang him upside down on stream.

* ▘▂▝ Leviathan*

{How did he know about your career?}

He is honestly the most attached to his D.D.D and he catches wind of almost anything going down in the internet, so your 'revival' being hyped up was something he definitely saw and he was just s wo o o ned

His Henry 2.0? a famous streamer?

Were you truly a blessing gifted upon him or was he dreaming?

He definitely didn't bring it up at first as he didn't wanna make it a big deal, but you notice hes been more in his head lately, and you have tried asking him what it was but to no avail.

You have to corner this little snake if you want answers and he eventually admits that he knew of your persona online and was incredibly shy to ask you to stream with him

He's a streamer himself afterall but maybe he doesnt stream as much as you do nor does he have as large of a following, so his intrusive thoughts attacked him and made him think that maybe since he wasnt as famous he didnt deserve to be in the same stream as you

Please tell him to join you and gib him kiss U3U

He'll absolutely m e l t

But now, as you make the announcement to your viewers and Levi to his, the internet explodes as a special collab stream was hapening between the expert gamer and avatar of envy of Devildom along with the beloved exchange student and streamer of the human realm

Your usual viewers reach between 10-15k, but as you start stream, that number boosts higher and beyond

Before streaming though, Levi was incredibly nervous, he'd picked the games for you to play that he knew you would enjoy with him, but his mind kept racing about whatthe fans thought, he didnt wanna disappoint them

But you had to remind him that whatever they say will not matter in the end as this was merely for fun, this was YOUR stream and you guys were gonna do what you want and nobody can have a say on it. (Maybe except Lucifer)

You usually talk for him with your bubbly personality, and to calm his nerves, he hs your pinky wraped around his where the camera can't see it.

Regardless, his thoughts subsided as you two delve into your stream that lasted a solid 7 hours, you definitely promised your chat that you and Levi will be doing more streams together from now on.

Once the cameras cut and yall are left alone, Both of you collapse on bed, and despite you being asleep already, Levi was just far too giddy as everything dwells on him.

Having a player 2 by his side now had never felt so intoxicating and he as just so lucky to have you.

{How does he feel about your streams?}

He obviously adores it, although some streams he wouldnt join just so he can play games on his own

He's still an introvert afterall, he needs his alone time

But he prefers that alone time with you, his Henry.

So when youre about to go stream, he kinda becomes a bit pouty, but with a simple promise of kisses (and maybe even more if youd like) he would let you go, but his attention would disappear from his game altogether.

He might just end up watching you instead

May or may not, at some point, just chat you and ask if its too late to join you

You do allow him to join you and play from the comforts of his room as both of you can simply play via internet, you give him the comfort to not turn on his mic or webcam either and you have no idea how he appreciates that.

Will definitely fight someone online when they start claiming you as theirs (-cough- stans) Please make sure it doesnt escalate to him summoning Lotan

Although the comments would often get to him, and as much as he can fight them online, he still does find himself pondering if they were true, so you need to give him a lotta lovin and reminder that he is your player 1 and no one else can ever fill that place.

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Wow 3 brothers this time, what an improvement, anyways hope yall enjoy! I think its pretty clear who I simp for depending o nthe length of each lol, but do let me know if you guys want a part 2 for the rest of the brothers, or even the undateables!