#abusers are smart

[daeneryseastar]

the same people capable of clocking that the phrase ‘sharply questioned’ means torture are now the ones suddenly incapable of understanding that being ‘touched’ in the medieval era means penis in vagina sex NOT ‘oh they kissed each other/played with each other uwu’ even if that is still damaging because of how deep chastity culture had rotted into that society; it was not what alicent was asking about in the courtyard.

rhaenyra did *not* lie to alicent when she said that daemon ‘had never touched her’ and regardless she didn’t owe alicent the truth anyway. they had only just -sort of- reconciled earlier in the day and hadn’t been friends for years at this point + alicent came to her extremely aggressive; mocking targaryen customs and making it clear that whatever rhaenyra said in defense of herself she would be ridiculed and shamed *by alicent* in response. it’s why rhaenyra’s initial tune of wariness changed to outright defensiveness.

rhaenyra’s position at court was unstable and she understood that not only was alicent otto’s creature through and through (whether she wanted to be or not) she knew they were actively working to install aegon as heir over her. meaning she made it a priority to save herself from the accusations taking place against her. that is not a bad thing, and it wasn’t used in a malicious way against alicent. please use your brains 🫶

[laegolas]

Lighting and painting practice with Taizi Dianxia and Chengzu

Edit: I forgot how much tumblr scrunches images anyway click for high res

[deservedgrace]

cult jokes are a symptom of and contribute to the simultaneous sensationalizing of cults (cults are all dark cloaks and animal sacrifices and devil worship and group suicide and despicable/unhinged beliefs) and diminishing of cults ("uwu come join my CULT XD we're gonna make cookies and WORSHIP SATAN teehee"), but i'm realizing how they go so hand-in-hand with the mindset of "only ~stupid/evil/crazy/etc.~ people could possibly join a cult. if it were me i would simply not fall for cult propaganda."

the diminishing part means that people don't take you seriously if you say you're an ex cult member or talk about your experiences in a cult or believe you are a current victim of a cult, because cults are just silly little groups that have weird beliefs but are otherwise innocuous. the sensationalizing part means people will also not take you seriously because if it was Actually a cult cult, that does harm and has evil beliefs, you should've known better because any reasonable person would have seen through it. the other side of "only an [xyz] person joins a cult" is "i am not an [xyz] person so i will never join a cult or be victim to propaganda and other cult tactics." the other side of "if it were me i would simply not fall for propaganda" is "someone falling for propaganda is fully a choice and a personal failing on their part." and combined they make: if you were [xyz] enough to join a cult and fall for propaganda, that means you deserved it.

people who would never make jokes about any other kind of abuse but feel perfectly fine making cult jokes used to kind of baffle me, because why is joking about personal abuse a problem but large-scale/group abuse is fine? why is it suddenly funny when you're the one that wants to perpetuate the abuse? but if your belief around cults is: "your experience wasn't that bad [diminishing], and if it was that bad [sensationalizing] it was your own fault and personal failing [i would simply not fall for propaganda], which means you deserved what you went through [only stupid/evil/crazy/etc people join cults]" and you don't understand how cults or cult tactics work, cult survivors/victims probably feel like a fair target for jokes (they are not, to be clear).

[nashvillethotchicken]

Lestat is like if Matilda never learned how to read or was never adopted by Ms. Honey

[agnesandhilda]

you really can't lose no matter what you interpret the mystery beverage kaiser is drinking in his supervillain monologue scenes as. if it's not alcohol then he's a child acting out the image of adulthood and adult power and if it is alcohol then he's, uh. becoming his father

[urproblematicfav-arsonk]

I want to write a long ass staticmoth backstory fic just to do a joke where Vox tries to hypnotize Val and because Val is so baffled in the moment that someone would try to do that to him, he goes along with what Vox told him what to do. Later Vox tries again to hypnotize him but this time Val doesn't react and when Vox freaks out about it Val says "don't tell me you didn't know whores are faking it all the time lol"

[furiousgoldfish]

What is it about not having that primary connection with your parent that keeps urging you to connect intensely close to someone, and it can't be eradicated?

I don't feel safe being close to people, every time I got intensely close to someone it was abuse, it was traumatic, exploitative and based on lies, and there's still this intense longing for connection that would be so close that me and the other person could read each other's mind. Why do I long for that? I don't consciously want or need it, I am an adult, I can live without anyone being close to me, and I don't want to be lied to anymore, I don't want someone to pretend they care for me so they could keep me around as a resource.

I can live while feeling disconnected and alone, and I can manage being the only person who really knows who I am, but I can't stop the dumb primary longing. Why are human instincts like this even when there's no use, when it's too dangerous? I can't even keep a distant friendship, I don't feel safe even when the people I do know are around me. And yet I just want to fall asleep thinking there's going to be someone I can count on tomorrow, someone who will want to talk to me and be interested in what is in my head and who'd want to share a meal or maybe take a walk and indulge in conversation and then we still wouldn't hate each other at the end of the day and we'd keep being curious about each other and make connections to why the other is the way they are and what they need in order for their pain to ease back a little. And it wouldn't cross their mind to do any damage to me just like it doesn't cross mine to do to them.

It feels made up and impossible. And every time I thought I got a tiny bit of it, it was always mirroring and love bombing, and it would turn into discard in a blink of an eye, forcing me to realize I've been living in an illusion again, just like I've been in illusion all my childhood that my parents loved me. Can't go through that again, and I wouldn't trust a person acting that way anymore anyway. Can I please turn off that instinct to want connection. I'm tired of it.

[ratsbanes]

i may be in love with dazais character writing... he can be a bit of a bitch sometimes and it annoys me but the fact that he can simultaneously be an abused and mentally ill person, an intellectual and manipulative genius, and a funny character is kinda insane. truly, i could write a dissertation

[s0fter-sin]

metalhead ghost who’s been in moshpits since he was a kid and is now a veteran of the scene and the self appointed look out. he keeps an eye out for anyone falling or passing out, kicks the shit out of anyone crowd killing or putting their hands where they shouldn’t

and he’s been keeping an eye on the punk in the kilt since he saw him throw himself headfirst into the wall of death

he looks like the type to start shit - loud and aggressive as anyone else here but a punk doesn't end up at a metal show for no reason - but there's also something niggling at him that he's gonna end up getting himself hurt. and ghost can’t tell if he’s going to do it on purpose

if he does, ghost needs to know. he uses these places as an escape - the music, the violence, the community - always has and he knows all to well how easily an escape can curdle and become destructive. he’s seen too many people lost to the darker parts of the scene, almost lost himself to it; he doesn’t want it to happen to anyone else if he can help it

so when he sees the punk sweating his mohawk off, his movements becoming looser and uncoordinated, he has no issues with yanking him out of the pit and pulling him away from the crowd; pushing him up against the venue wall and ordering him to open his mouth

the glaze that falls over his eyes concerns him even as he obediently lets his mouth fall open. he was right; the punk’s severely dehydrated, tongue and gums far to pale and along with the look in his eyes, he half-thinks he’s about to drop

he reflexively tightens his hold on his jaw to keep him up and the punk shivers, a flush creeping up his neck. an almost confused arousal joins the haze in his eyes and ghost smirks beneath his mask

looks like metal shows aren’t the only thing the punk is new to

[inconsequentialliving]

I firmly believe that if Neil wasn’t boinking Aaron’s twin, they would be bffs 💕

[yummycrummy]

hes trying his best 💔

[murphyzzz]

I don’t know who my favorite one piece character is but I have a soft spot for sanji and usopp. I think sanji special to me bc I’m a smoker and also was beat as a kid LMAO. but I’m not sure why I love usopp so much, he’s just that mf guy I suppose

[timeisacephalopod]

The type of Christian who asks atheists how they don't like, murder people on the reg are so funny to me because they seem to think their religion makes them the Peak of Morality when statements like "if you don't believe in God how comes you don't do X thing" all but outright state they have no idea why shit like murder and rape is bad except that God doesn't like it lmao. Like way to admit you have no intrinsic sense of morality and need to be afraid of a higher power to be a decent person, but I promise if you're not a piece of shit it's actually very natural not to want to do heinous evil shit all the time potential punishment from a higher power or not 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

[bookwormbynight]

Aizawa thinks this in With Your Head in Your Hands (You're Nothing More Than His Wife) like Misa would have ever done it if Soichiro was around 🙄

[queencaramilflinda]

Listen I understand why some people disagree bc I love them as characters but personally I don’t particularly want another full season with the Bad Kids. I will watch it if they do one, but I feel like not only have the characters reached the natural conclusions of their arcs, the Intrepid Heroes have all grown so much as players from when Fantasy High came out like 5 years ago that I think it would feel a bit disingenuous. Like Ally had never played D&D before Fantasy High, and Kristen was played accordingly. Ally even said in Starstruck “no more bumbling Kristen shit”

All that being said I wouldn’t mind a short season (up to 10 eps) for junior/senior year or for the IH to do live shows of the characters. I would love a cross over season between Fantasy High and the Seven or even PirOL, I think that could be fun.

[angelyuji]

yandere matthew murdock x reader

you and matt talk about his relationship with elektra!

tw abuse (physical and emotional), gaslighting, implied kidnapping, just shitty bf things

“do NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME.” matt slams you against the window of his apartment. you choke back a sob. you don’t even remember what started the argument, maybe something about elektra, but none of it matters anymore. you just want to go.

“i-i’m sorry.” you choke out, trying to stop yourself from breaking down.

“i get enough shit from foggy and karen about her. i don’t want to hear it from my own girlfriend.” matt sighs, letting go of you. you slide down and sit. “sweetheart,” he crouches down and cups your face, you try to move, but he holds you in place.

“m-matt, i’m sorry, okay? just g-give me a minute.” you hiccup. you try to remember what you had said to him, what set him off?

“you and elektra are just friends, right? nothing more?”

right. his ex. it's always about his ex. you had just asked about elektra. you knew their history, karen had told you about their on-and-off relationship. you knew you shouldn't have asked. you knew that matt would get mad, but your insecurities had gotten the best of you.

"god, (y/n), this? again?" you watch matt as he pours himself a glass of whiskey, rolling his eyes.

"yes, matt, that. again." you huff and pause the show you were watching. matt takes a seat on the couch and ignores you.

"i don't know why you're so obsessed with my relationship with elektra. i already told you that we're just friends." matt grabs your hand to pull you close to him, you wretch your hand out of his grasp.

matt grits his teeth and puts his feet up. "i know you're just friends, matt. i just want to make sure. karen told me-" matt scoffs.

"you believe karen over your boyfriend?" matt lets out a humorless chuckle.

"god, matt, karen told me about your history because you wouldn't tell me! you'd change the subject or just wave me off. so, i'm sorry if i pissed you off." you get up and matt follows suit. matt grabs your hand.

"no, no. you're not making me the bad guy in this." you try to pull your hand back, but matt's grip was tight.

"the bad guy? the bad guy? god, matt, all i wanted was for you to be honest about what your relationship with elektra was! you're always preaching about honesty to me and it's not fair that it doesn't go both ways!" you rub your temples, exhausted.

matt lets go of your hand, "fine. you want honesty, (y/n)? yeah, i fucked elektra, every single time i saw her. she was my everything. so, i kept going back to her, until you. elektra was dangerous, she was spontaneous, she was unstable. so, i choose the safe option. i choose you. does that make you happy? to hear all of this?" you feel your heart break.

"the...the safe option? i'm just your safe option?" your chest feels like it's being ripped open at matt's cruel confession. "do you... do you even like me, matt?" tears drip down your face and you turn to walk into the kitchen. "god, fuck you, matt. you always do this shit." matt grabs your arm.

"you do NOT get to walk away from me after this bullshit."

"oh! i thought i was just the safe option! i thought i was just a placeholder for elektra!" you push matt away, but matt pulls you back.

"do NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME."

"sweetheart?" matt whispers, watching you carefully. you look up to see him staring at you, concerned. "are you alright?"

"m-my back hurts." your back throbbed from the impact against the window. matt helps you up and sits you on the couch.

matt rubs your back as you sniffle, "sweetheart, none of this would've happened if you had just calmed down and talked to me." you let out a breath. matt stops rubbing your back and places his hand on your shoulder. you shrug it off. "(y/n)?"

you get up, "i don't think... i don't think this is working out." you lick your lips. "i think we should break up." he tilts his head up at you.

"what?" matt gets up. he takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes. "don't be stupid, (y/n). this was just a stupid fight. we'll get through it."

"that's just it, matt. it's not just the fight. it's the fact that i will never measure up to elektra to you. it's the fact that you never even considered to be honest to me about how you still have fucking feelings for her!" you laugh, feeling stupid. your back aches and you just want to fucking leave.

"i don't like her like that, (y/n). you're acting insane. just calm down, get a drink of water." matt goes into the kitchen, you turn away.

"i'm packing my stuff and i'm leaving, matt. i just can't do this anymore." you walk towards the bedroom and hear matt sigh. for the first time since you both started dating, you feel relieved. like this weight you had been carrying had been lifted of your shoulders. you start packing your things into the overnight bag you had brought when you first stayed over.

"i feel bad for the next poor soul that dates him." you mumble.

"don't feel bad, sweetheart." you look up and matt stands at the door with a glass of water and his baton. "cause, you're not going anywhere."