#and it’s your responsibility to acknowledge and understand this

[miekrowave]

confirmation bias comes to mind. and i'm not saying that to imply that you are intentionally seeking bad behavior in men or to dismiss the hurt you may have been through (i don't know you), but i think there's a portion of this entire chain of events and conclusions on all sides that run a little bit subconsciously. the more people talk about "how men are (evil)", the more you're inclined to perhaps look for those signs or at the very least log them in your memory. i'm willing to bet money on you being hurt by people who aren't men, too, but you're able to forgive and understand and move on and let it go, and i think it's important to recognize that.

i think there's a subconscious level in the way people behave when being shitty too. not always, perhaps it's a negligible percentage, idk, but as much as i think we need to be aware of how unevenly we remember and react to awful behavior based on someone's sex or gender, i think it's also important to acknowledge the societal influences that helps people make these shitty decisions. that's not to take away any of their responsibility to make better choices, but i think understanding the nuances and components helps us break that "boys will be boys" cycle for everyone involved.

also i'm autistic and on the piss on the poor website so i just wanna add that i'm not disagreeing with the points being made here, so my bad if it comes off as me arguing against either of you

I don't think men saying out of pocket shit to me on the internet is because they're men. everyday billions of men wake up and don't say out of pocket shit to me on the internet. this is clearly an active choice

[yayamrata]

TOP 10 REASONS WHY I THINK SAE IS THE FREAKIEST GUY IN BLUE LOCK 😱😳🫣🤭🤪

note: this is all just fun in games and some are taken WAYYY out of context, but I genuinely do think from the bottom of my heart that Sae is a freaky guy and I love it 😈 🙏 I do mention Shidou here and there but that doesn’t imply that I ship 😭 although I prefer ryusae over fucking buns bunnysae 🙁

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

1. Sae has a fucking ass fetish, tbf this is kinda common knowledge but LET ME FURTHER EXPAND.

First of all, it’s stated that he has a butt fetish. A fetish. Now let’s take a look at the Oxford Dictionary definition of the word ‘fetish’ and place our thinking hats on for a sec. 🤨🤨🤨

Anyone with a brain cell or two knows what a fucking fetish is 🫩, but the bllk bible facts tells us straight up that Sae has a form of sexual desire to bum cheeks 💔 (lucky for me bc my ass is so fat). Okay, this could just be an exaggeration. Perhaps the word that the author was meant to use wasn’t exactly definitive of the word ‘fetish’. So let’s give Sae the benefit of the doubt and hear him out.

When he says that he can determine athletic ability by looking at asscheeks, he means specifically the shape and I acc totally understand what he means by this and wholeheartedly agree. However, how the hell did he even come to that realisation in the first place? Sae must’ve had to stare at asscheeks, and not just once, BUT MULTIPLE TIMES AND IN DIFFERENT ENVIRONMENTS. He must’ve taken many samples from across different types of people to determine whether there truly was a correlation (of size and shape of bum) by causation (athletic abilities) 💔

2. This leads to my next point, his affinity towards the sea.

Some people have stated that it’s bc Sae often hanged around the sea with Rin in their younger years, and yeah I get that. But the sea/beach is where you also see SWIMSUITS AND SUMMER BODIES! 😈🙏

3. Next is his favourite season, end of summer.

Oh I’m sure that’s why buddy 🤓. Give me a fucking break, I’m sure it’s not bc the end of summer is the last time you get to see swimsuits and ass cheeks 😒🙏

4. It was originally Sae that spoke to Shidou, AND FROM THE START IT WAS HIM THAT WAS NOT NORMAL.

I mean who the hell just calls someone ‘my little demon’ upon first greetings 😭. Like Sae has no idea who this is and he’s already using possessive pronouns, now imagine him saying that to you 😏

5. Sae acknowledges what being freaky is, so he’s got a definition of what it means to be so. He also matches Shidou’s freak majority of the time and just goes along with the latter’s shenanigans.

He calls Shidou ‘horny’, and this makes me think about the common proverb, “It takes one to know one”. This implies that the person making the accusation (Sae) possesses the same quality as the one who he’s criticising (Shidou). Sae is only able to recognise Shidou’s hypersexual tendencies bc he himself exhibits it (on a nonchalant level ofc).

6. On the note of Sae matching Shidou’s freak, there was a specific panel that stuck out to me.

Sae’s response to Shidou jizzing mid game be kind of taken out of context. “Don’t blow your load just yet.” If you squint, you can see the implication of Sae’s words, “just yet.” Sae doesn’t tell him to hold his nut it, he just says to do it later. Nonchalant king isn’t even shocked that somebody wants to fucking come mid-match, like wtf 😭

Furthermore, I’d like to also point out that his comment can be an indication that he prolly also says stuff like, “You can only come when I tell you to/when I give you permission” to whoever he’s getting freaky with, and all the other variants of that dom top 😈 FREAKYYYY? I THINK YES!

7. The depth of Sae’s greed/ego

When he says that his ‘singular interest is becoming the best in the world’ as opposed to Sendou who is going to be ‘the top scorer in the nation’, Sae is comparing the measures of both their greeds. Just even the word ‘greed’ is thought provoking as well. He then mentions how Sendou will mostly likely settle down with a ‘gravure idol’, and that got me thinking, what kind of person would Sae settle for? Especially with his excessive greed and insatiable desire. How much can a gravure idol (who’s known nationally) compare to a WORLD WIDELY KNOWN, BIG TITTED, FAT CHEEKED BADDIE to Sae🗣️

8. Constantly has lotion on him

Was the obscene sound effects rlly necessary? Was it supposed to be a sexual innuendo? 🫩🫩 Makes me wonder what else he uses his lotion for 😞 9. Need I say more to the next one 🫩

I can’t tell if he’s casually lounging or if he’s gonna film an R-Rated adult movie with me 😂 like why does he have his legs spread wide open? All that room for the third leg? COUNT ME IN 😈

10. Itoshi Sae, the brat tamer (I needed smth for no 10 bc I didn’t know what else to put 💔)

Just look at that FOUL expression 🤭 His irritation towards Bunny who must’ve clearly pissed him off which leads him to acc want to play in Japan u20 team??? Chalant king would be ready to go thru the extra mile just to humiliate you (freakily) 😭🙏

Guys reason 10 is so buns Idek what I’m saying anymore💔 BUT TRUSSTTT SAE IS FREAKY ASSF IK FIRST HAND HOW FREAKY HE GETS GUYS 🤪🥱

[unkn0wng1rly]

ryomen sukuna

cw: bf!kuna x gf!reader, slice of life idk, random ahh story, grump sukuna

“hey ‘kuna,”

you were laying on his bed, watching your boyfriend get ready to go hangout with his friends.

he hardly wanted to but they threatened to pull up to his house and bring the party there which sounded like an early death sentence.

sukuna grunted, acknowledging you and waiting for you to ask whatever it was you wanted of him as he buttoned up his jeans.

“can i come with you? to suguru’s basement? i wanna get to know your friends more.”

“hell no.” he’s so quick with the response your shocked he even heard what you said, you scoff indignantly as you sit up on the bed, his back still to you.

“b—but why?��� you spluttered.

he turned around, a snarl on his lips though it wasn’t all malicious, it was just a facial expression that came natural to him.

“fuck you mean why? dont you remember what happened the last time you met them? hell. no.” he reiterated, looking down at you as you pouted your lips.

he immediately turned his head, your pouting was dangerous. you were dangerous.

all you had to do was give him a look and suddenly he was doing whatever you wanted. it was like he didn’t understand the concept of denying you what you wanted.

“are you really gonna leave you’re girlfriend here all alone while you go out with your friends?” you whine gently like a pup, wearing nothing but his shirt and shorts.

“yep, would actually rather leave you in the pacific ocean than let you hang out with those dicks.” it was clear to you that he didn’t want you around them, but you were stubborn.

you huffed and ignored him as he got ready to head out, sitting on your phone.

by the time he’d finished, he noticed how eerily silent it was yet still stood by the door of the bedroom, watching you.

“i’m going now.”

“kay.” you respond flatly, not even looking up.

it wasn’t even your response that made him frown, it was something else.

sukuna had gotten very used to you giving him a kiss before he left, no matter where he was going or whether it was his nth time stepping out.

you’d always give him a kiss before he left.

and he’d grown accustomed to it, so he was waiting for you to get up and kiss him so he could go about his day but you remained still.

“hurry up woman.” he barked impatiently, but you still made no movements, only frustrating him even more.

you were scrolling on tiktok, pretending to be indulged by the content yet you didn’t have a scooby what was even before you.

sukuna sighed, hands on his hips as he looked up to the ceiling like some higher being was going to assist him as he gritted his teeth.

when he saw you truly were stubborn in your protest, he tutted and shook his head slightly.

“get changed quickly, something that would cover you head to toe preferably.”

you perked up like a rabbit, eyes widening first before you wear that silly grin, he knew what was coming and he tried to avoid it by exiting the room.

didn’t matter though, you jumped off the bed and ran up behind him, climbing onto his back as you hug him, his hands coming to grip legs to save you from falling.

“fuck is wrong with you—”

“thank you baby! i love you,” you kiss his cheek and his neck, laughing as he groans and tried to push you off half heartedly.

his face is heating up by the second and he’s scrunching his nose a little to try and hide the smile growing.

he shrugs you off, dumping you on the couch as he storms over to the door, grabbing his car key, muttering under his breath about he’s waiting.

you giggle excitedly and scramble back to his bedroom, into the closet which had a whole side dedicated to your stuff whenever you stayed over which was majority of the time.

humming, you tried to find an outfit nice enough so his friends wouldn’t think you’re some scruff.

after finally finding something, you put it on and let your hair out, not bothering with makeup as you rush to the car which was on and rumbling low—piercing the silent sunset.

you close the door and put your bag down, all smiles as you turn to look at sukuna who was surveying you from head to toe.

it wasn’t that bad really, you wore low rise jeans so you could show off your new belly piercing jewellery and a backless top with intricate lace designs.

“couldn’t find a potato sack no?” he asked, already pulling out the driveway with one hand on the wheel, turning his head to make sure no other cars were coming.

you scoff, but you’re not angry, too happy that he let you come to be annoyed at his comment. “i look hot, you love it.”

he didn’t say anything in response to that, only because it was true. you looked amazing, you always did and he did love it.

changing gear, he was ready to begin the journey to suguru’s when he paused and turned to you.

“brat, you forgot something.”

your eyebrows furrowed and you looked down your side, into your bag to see what you could of possibly left. “huh..?” you mutter under your breath, rummaging through the contents.

sukuna’s fingers clasp around your chin, jerking your head towards him softly, looking down at your soft lips which were pulled into a frown of confusion.

it took you a few moments to realise what he wanted and when you did, you laughed, finding it cute that he still wanted a kiss from you. “oh right, c’mere my big baby.”

he growled a little like a feral cat at the nickname, but you leaned in and pressed your lips against him.

and suddenly— all his annoyance was forgotten, he felt lighter, less pissed off at everything. you were so soft against his hard lines, you made him feel like it was worth it in the end.

sukuna moved to kiss you back but you pulled away, a cocky smirk on your mouth as you pointed to the road ahead of you.

“not too much baby, we have somewhere to be and you know how you get, but after i’m all yours.”

[shedelulululu]

“why is he needing to get sympathetic and generous and soft spirit at work.” hmmm. love thinking about the ways mel’s naked earnestness and sincere enthusiasm are things frank didn’t know he desperately needed in his life. say more (if you please)

oh if i please? me to psychoanalyze frank langdon and his relationship based on limited information? always.

First thing to establish, either directly or implied or both, in that breakroom scene, Frank explains that he is ALSO a sensitive person, and we definitely get glimpses of his sensitivity but it's not something he's trying to put forward with people, it's trying to stay hidden really.

So, I think for one it's evident to me that Robby has molded him into what he think the Ideal resident is, and we see how he's still trying to correct other residents (Samira, Heather, even Cassie) when their approach goes up against what he thinks the ideal is (not even what he does himself!). Remember Robby giving a talk that and afterwards Dana is like rlly you don't know why they don't wanna talk when you just gave bury your feelings the lecture? so sympathetic and soft he is not! and it's not something he's teaching and encouraging !

Now as far as the relationships we see with the other people at work, people like him, people are entertained by him, people respect him deeply as a doctor, but they aren't checking in on him emotionally. The most sensitive person to him before Mel is probably Dana, and even then it's a tough love, wanting him to be better, kind of thing. She actually is trying to get a sympathetic side out of him (understanding for why Robby is taking extra long time with patients) but she's reasoning with him and lecturing him, so it's really not the same as a soft, generous spirit, even if it's still loving in its own way. Honestly I just don't think Frank learns well this way, I think he's a little defiant so telling him to do something just falls on deaf ears.

So here comes in Mel who isn't asking him to be anything, she's focused on absorbing learning from him! She doesn't lecture him about where things went wrong with Terrance, she leads with example and he sees its successful and that's what helps him understand her when she says it takes a different approach, and that the patient is more than their present concern.

I wouldn't say Mel isn't afraid to be vulnerable or acknowledge her insecurities, I think it is actually very difficult for her, but there's this part of her that just has to acknowledge what is happening because she thinks it's worse if she doesn't (emotional response to death, frustrated when she doesn't get something right away, emotional over her reuniting patients). I think it's probably freeing in a way for him to hear someone else verbalize feelings he's had, now he knows he isn't alone, that someone can be a brilliant doctor and still have all these feelings, that maybe there's a disconnect with how Robby has taught him and what is needed in the ED.

Now we can only infer about his home life, but I don't think it's crazy to say he and Abby probably have fairly traditional gender roles in their marriage. She's the primary caretaker, he's the one with the Job/breadwinner, etc. So assuming certain gendered standards permeate other parts of their relationship, he might be expected to be the Man of the House, it's possible that those expectations plus the severing of emotional vulnerability at work (where he spends most of his time!) has made it so his emotional needs really aren't being met or addressed (and depending on your chosen perspective on addiction in general, and his substance abuse issues specifically, we can see these unmet needs as being supplanted by drugs).

And like I said, Frank learns by being led, and here's this person who is leading with her vulnerability and emotions, and he doesn't want her to change at all.

[leviathan-supersystem]

that's fair- your original post didn't really have an obligation to be a convincing argument. that said, once people started challenging you on that post, if you're going to respond, it's preferable to respond with a convincing argument.

I dont have a rebuttal to every argument for the existence of an afterlife, but to briefly sketch out a response to the weakest and strongest arguments for an afterlife:

the weakest argument is just "nonexistence is scary so therefore there must be an afterlife so I'll always exist"- this obviously isn't really a very rational argument, but you can have more success in getting people to see that they're not being rational by expressing sympathy for their emotional motivation. not existing *is* a scary idea! but we shouldn't decide what is or isn't true based on what's scary. people are more receptive to realizing this when you acknowledge that their fear is understandable even if the conclusions they drew based off that fear aren't rational.

"energy cannot be created or destroyed" is a stronger argument for the existence of an afterlife, but this doesn't really hold up to scrutiny. yes, the electrons in your brain don't just go away, but the electrons in your brain are always escaping via ambient bio-electricity and being replaced when your body converts food into energy. so "you" can't be the electrons themselves, but rather, the pattern they're are in, a pattern they're held in by your nervous system. if those electrons weren't conscious, and weren't "you" when they were in your food before they got put in your body, they won't be conscious and won't be "you" after they leave your body. the whole thing gets very Ship Of Theseus, and I think it raises a lot of interesting questions about identity.

anyways, that's just the two arguments that come to mind off the top of my head.

there are questions it is a lot more important to get right than 'are ghosts real', of course. like 'should I vaccinate my children' or 'is this person calling me actually an employee at my bank'. but it's a little concerning when people can't get the ghosts one right, because it's a really fucking easy one. what if there's a more important question they are also getting wrong for the same reason?

[ariaxco]

how to know if you're the problem in your relationships ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🎀

if multiple people are telling you the same thing about your behavior, it might be time to listen instead of defending.

sometimes you're not the victim of toxic relationships. sometimes you're the toxic one.

signs you might be the problem:

all your relationships end the same way. different people, same patterns, same complaints about your behavior.

you never take accountability. it's always someone else's fault, never yours. you're always the victim in every story you tell.

you can't handle feedback. when someone points out your behavior, you get defensive, make excuses, or turn it around on them.

you violate boundaries repeatedly. when people tell you no, you negotiate, guilt trip, or ignore them completely.

you're controlling. you want to know where people are, who they're with, what they're doing. you get upset when they make choices without consulting you.

how you might be toxic: you manipulate people with guilt, tears, or threats. you use your emotions to control other people's behavior.

you're jealous and possessive. you can't handle when people have other friends, interests, or priorities.

you make everything about you. other people's achievements become about your failures. their problems become about your trauma.

you don't respect people's autonomy. you think loving someone means controlling them.

why it's hard to see:

you justify your behavior because of your intentions. you think wanting love excuses demanding control.

you focus on how your behavior affects you, not how it affects others. you think about your hurt feelings, not theirs.

you've convinced yourself that your way of loving is normal because it's all you know.

how to change:

take accountability without excuses. don't explain why you did it, just acknowledge that you did it and it was wrong.

listen to feedback without defending yourself. when multiple people say the same thing, there's probably truth in it.

work on yourself before trying to fix relationships. go to therapy, read books, learn better communication skills.

respect people's boundaries even when you don't understand them. no means no, not "convince me."

what toxic behavior looks like:

love bombing then withdrawing. being amazing until someone is attached, then becoming demanding and controlling.

emotional manipulation. using guilt, tears, anger, or threats to get what you want.

isolation. trying to separate people from their friends and family so you become their only source of support.

gaslighting. making people question their reality, memory, or feelings.

the hardest truth:

you might have learned toxic patterns from your family or past relationships. that explains your behavior but doesn't excuse it.

you're responsible for unlearning unhealthy patterns and learning better ones.

being hurt doesn't give you permission to hurt others. being damaged doesn't justify damaging others.

how to be better:

focus on your own healing instead of trying to fix others. work on becoming someone you'd want to be in a relationship with.

learn healthy communication skills. practice expressing your needs without demands or manipulation.

respect other people's autonomy. love them enough to let them make their own choices, even if you disagree.

if you're always the victim in your relationship stories, you might actually be the villain.

[everything-transmasculine]

It's crazy you're saying you won't post anything about how bigoted transfem community is towards transmasc lmao. You can't run this blog for transmascs and shy away from the fact that most of the erasure is coming from inside the queer community.

thats actually not what im saying whatsoever, anon, i explicitly stated that what im not going to be publishing is bigoted statements directed towards anyone within the queer community. never did i state nor specify that transfems are or arent pushing erasure and bigotry - because i understand that its not the identity that makes someone a bigot, its the fact that theyre a bigot that makes them one. this is also known as the practice of not indulging, platforming, or normalizing bigotry - something i take extremely seriously considering i have a significant audience.

no, transfems alone are not responsible for the mass marginalization and oppression we face as transmascs - just the same way that transmascs are not responsible for the mass marginalization and oppression transfems face. what youre actually looking for is called the patriarchy and a cisheteronormative society. transfems are not the enemy to transmascs, and transmascs are not the enemy to transfems. you are not exempt from bigotry even if you are marginalized.

i fully acknowledge and agree that transmasculine people face bigotry from the queer community - but thats not because the queer community is queer, but because there is no specific identity nor label that exempts you from perpetuating it.

[deifyruby]

HI HELLO I LOVED NEMVEVO'S NEW VIDEO ON BLISS.

<can i trust minecraft's most evil player?>

this is a crosspost/compilation of all my freak outs/little ramblings about the video as i livetweeted it. 🫶🏻 i also expanded my ramblings a little more as i have had time to digest the contents. feel free to follow me on twt under the same un!!! i am more active there. :D

that was mugm's profile picture (on twt for a while). 🥀

something so so so ahhhhhh to me about how during prog 1 the brotherhood strived to become 'good' players, redeem themselves in the eyes of the other server members, just to have people (nemvevo) still doubting their morals, and to have other server members warn them about the brotherhood. and we know how it came to be like that, how they failed to unstain their image, but still. it was so futile. ^_^

wtf eas this ddisc shhjq78zyd8qt2o289c7eo2j3ikej????!3(?

THOSE WERE VILLAGER NOISES RIGHT 😭😭😭

WHICH GOOFY MF DID THIS 💔

also ecorridor spotted in chat. 🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻

every time i see them i just think of nemvevo cheating on dolphin with gopg 😭😭😭😭😭 i'm sorry that was just so fucking funny

my first impression of nemvevo btw

whatmax is such a spirit animal

(note: i don't remmeber why i said this but i trust myself)

PukiTV was smashed by Mugm_

this ur brotherhood? 🥀

"i just don't understand how The God Mace Guy is going to help someone else get a god mace."

😁 good question wyll. as dolphin's video is not out yet, and nem's didn't really focus on dolphin's own motives, i can't really say much. i just gotta guess, and i wanna make an educated guess before dolphin drops their monologue on the sitch!!!

dolphin doesn't really acknowledge this provocation. they go, "yep", and leave it at that. there is a possibility that this actually does get to them, given the little response wyll and napa receive in return. the great, feared mace user dolphin, scrambling at the powerhouses' beck and call to be able to get their hands on a mace one day— that is what wyll tries to provoke them with. but that guess is heavily reliant on how dolphin themselves see the brotherhood. in what light? do they harbor animosity? is it a neutral feeling given their allyship? but, i think it is a safe bet to say that dolphin sees through the attempt to poke at their pride, and deems it unworthy the effort to engage them in any way deeper, that is— until wyll starts engaging nem, their teammate. which brings me to the next little rambling i made.

"if he (mugm) loses nem then he loses me too."

FUCK MY DUO SHEJAJKQKQKWOWL DIE DIE DIE THEY NEED TO DIE (it's been 16 hrs and i still feel unwell about dolphin nemvevo duo).

at this point, dolphin fully locks in this verbal spat to defend her teammate. wyll essentially calls nem a expendable pawn to the brotherhood, whose worth does not measure up to dolphin's in their eyes. this implies that one day, some day— dolphin will ditch nem for a 'mightier, better' team: the brotherhood. in a place where being less skilled means you have less leverage against other players, there is nothing nem can do if dolphin ever decides to leave him for bhood. nem visibly pauses, the sound of the click of a photograph being taken; wyll's words forever clipped into his mind, becoming slow acting poison. he becomes quiet, unsettling music that conveys his dread starts playing. nem only chimes in one "yes" to dolphin defending his place in the brotherhood.

nem then gets in a vc with dolphin and confides his worries, tells her that he believes what wyll said was realistic and, to his apprehension, possible. dolphin really fucking locks in here and reassures nem in the best way possible. the unsettling music is still there, nem still has that conversation running in the back of his mind like repeating tapes, but there is nothing he can do about it, and he needs to move on.

but, OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD it's being called an expendable pawn, and your teammate saying that if you are abandoned, they will leave with you. it's them leveraging their own 'value' in order to protect you. it's having someone willing to ditch a comfier, better, more reputable place to be with you, and it's being expendable to everyone but the one who actually matters!!! his teammate!!!!!! I HAYE THEM I ONLY HAD NEM AND DOLPHIN DUP BUT 12 minutes (16 hrs as of crossposting) BUT IF SMTH HAPPENS TO THEM IM KILLING EVERYONE AND THEN MYSELF

i'm sooooo normal about dolphin and her relationships with her teammates across different servers. very normal. i hate her!!! YOU ARE INDEED MINECRAFT'S BEST TEAMMATE. ☹️

also, napa and wyll defend their allyship with whatmax and lezy by saying that they came to them because they hated the brotherhood, and that they didn't recruit anyone. but that is just like nem and dolphin, who came to the brotherhood in the first place because they had grudges with the rest of the server, who had killed and jumped them time and time again. that's why it's so ironic, and let's you see such a beautiful cycle.

(this is the part where i put a disclaimer: i forgot about a lot of the bliss videos i watched, i could be 100% getting sum wrong rn. feel free to correct me, be kind about it. <3)

i think it really goes to show that no one's really 'sinless' in this place. you are all just as guilty as the next one, it's just a never ending cycle of killing and blaming. because someone needs to take the blame, someone needs to be the villain to the hero, because this server thrives on conflict. conflict is rewarded. which ties into the brotherhood's attempt at redemption really nicely. 😁 they were trying to appeal to people who had sinned just like them.

i feel like. forgiving and redeeming the brotherhood would have meant acknowledging their own faults as well. but uhm i don't know what i'm talking about i may be yapping a whole lot of nothin but that's okay we ball ♥️

also i will forever love this tug of war about mugm's morals. it's so fascinating to see mugm from other players' perspective because their own biases and circumstances and just, the role that mugm takes on seems to influence their conclusions at the end of the video. and it begins again. people still question, people still test. for someone so infamous— many people wish to see the good in you. ^^

and i think in part, the server contributes to it too. this tug of war is a byproduct of the server's circumstances and happenings that aren't necessarily related, but all tie into the story in some way or form. this server needs an antagonist, needs that conflict like blood runs through their veins.

i'm yappin too much eueueueu. mugm is such a creature i'd keep him in a jar to study if i could

also the god forsaken poppies omgg soomeone take poppies away from these guys.

bro has 0 ping.

these guys always get caught xraying for the dumbest shit 🥀 wdym coal and zombies.

the fire alarm 😭 r we being deadass .

what the fuck . a talking gem . bro.

W animation though. big big fan of them looks at kaboodle and boomie videos.

lezy deadass has the survival instincts of NOTHING.

the way i see myself in his shoes 💔💔💔 my survival instincts are just not there either i got cooked so bsdly last time.

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anyways.

i do wonder why lezy did this. was this a suicide mission or a psychological tactic

2It was BAIT IT WAS BAIT NEMVEVO PLEASE Lock TF IN

holy arrow cannon it took my goat out. </3

we lock in again, because throw back to the conversation with wyll and napa— here, nem's suspicions peak. but nem is helpless to it, to the rhythm of the game and the crushing waves of their tsunami. he resigns to it, sticks it out anyway. here i thought about 'the sunk cost fallacy'. you've already gone too far, stained your image too much. sticking it out with more powerful people is your only option. good luck with that, nemvevo. ^^ is what i said, and it worked out for him!!! yay!

anyway holy yap holy yap i really loved the video if u couldn't tell. <3

[polymathematician]

Sorry to barge in, but if I got this right, you're annoyed about a super old idea that underpins a lot of our politics: "injustice." But you haven't actually lived it yourself. You're aware of this, which is pretty admirable, and even though you haven't said it out loud, I bet your inner question is "why should I be mad about injustices I haven't experienced?" That feeling touches on the idea of whether we can feel moral outrage through empathy or just by knowing about what's happening to others.

This whole thing dips into some deep philosophical debates about how we process morality and whether feeling anger is okay based on empathy, collective concern, or just recognizing harm without having been through it ourselves. It shows a tricky dynamic: your emotional reaction is based on the idea that something's morally wrong, but your feelings aren't rooted in personal experience. That can lead to empathy on a kind of mental or emotional level—where you get upset based on what you've heard or seen, not what you’ve actually lived. It makes us think about whether this kind of emotional response is a good way to show moral integrity or to build social bonds. It’s a mixed bag—sometimes seen as a positive thing, sometimes criticized—especially in leftist politics where this kind of vicarious outrage has a long history.

On the plus side, it allows folks like you to share feelings and info, which can lead to action on social issues. It also raises questions about whether it’s legit to judge situations based on personal feelings or experiences. I’d probably suggest being careful—acknowledging that your reaction is mostly emotional and subjective. I tend to lean towards reason over emotion myself, but it’s good that you’re questioning your feelings here.

On the downside, this way of engaging can have its limits and could even distort your view of injustice because your anger is based on secondhand info rather than direct experience. In France, we have this term: "droit-de-l'hommisme"—a somewhat mockery-laden word that came about at the end of the 20th century to criticize humanitarian protests and aid efforts. It’s often used instead of "humanitarianism," which from the 19th century on also carried a bit of a pejorative tone—initially for being overly idealistic or pretentious about caring for humanity, then as sometimes overly generous or utopian concern. The words aren’t exactly the same, but they’re related. Sometimes, more radically, the term also targets the idea of "human rights," which Karl Marx critiqued back in the mid-1800s as being about "selfish man"—people seeking rights that separate them from the community.

In conclusion, don't worry about your anger, it's a driving force in you, which is good and leads to action, but keep it in check: you wouldn't want to fight for the wrong ideas, so please, understand your limits and question what you really know and really want.

Actually I think my main political motivator is that I hate nonmalicious people being punished. I was never punished growing up and the whole concept of it repulses and angers me to see. Nobody should get arrested if they didn't willfully hurt someone. Nobody should get fired from their job or fined money or even berated once ever for an honest mistake. It just makes me furious to even think about for some reason, and to me the person inflicting the punishment is the only one who deserves one for real.

I dont know what ever instilled this in me except maybe that public school teachers were nasty to me about "not listening?" That's the closest thing to a punishment or penalty I've ever experienced in my life. That doesn't feel like it accounts for the almost excessive blind rage I feel at the notion of someone wrongfully jailed for even one minute of their life.

[inspired-lesson-plans]

In regards to the "don't let your self worth get involved in grades", I did want to mention that as a student it always felt really dismissive when someone implied I was concerned about grades out of ego. While I was proud of them, 90% of my anxiety about getting a bad grade was terror about my future. I always heard teachers and administration tell me that my future, my livelihood, my chances of living a *good life* required I do well in school. A bad grade felt like a threat to my life, not an insult.

I acknowledge this is a wildly unhealthy view as well, but I mention it because at that point in my life, a poster boiling down that terror to being prideful would probably have wrecked any respect I had for the teacher that put it up. Getting too emotionally involved in your work isn't good to do, obviously, but there are a lot more reasons a student might panic over low marks.

(I really hope this doesn't come across as disrespectful at all, your work is amazing! I just immediately felt a very old fear when I put myself in the scenario you suggested)

Grading is one of the most fucked parts of school, at least in 21st century America. There is no real consistency between the grades given out by any two teachers, regardless of grade or subject for school. A good teacher will at least to give you a sense of how they grade to their students, but most teachers will just do whatever they want.

There are a lot of reasons behind this. If anyone is interested enough, then I can go into detail about as many of the reasons. I have observed and read a lot about grading. It quickly became a special interest of mine once I started teaching. Probably, it tapped into the game design wolf inside me.

For now, suffice it to say that grading is much more subjective than objective. Imagine two students write a constructed response of more-or-less equivalent quality. One comes from a student who sits up front and pays attention and stays present in your class. The other comes from a student who always seems half asleep (when they're not totally asleep). You as a teacher will naturally be inclined to give more credit to the former, because you believe that they did a better job. It takes conscious effort to grade fairly and equally. But even then, sometimes you should be grading equitably instead, because you recognize that a kid whose family is going through a lot (maybe their father died, maybe they have 6 siblings and have a lot of care-giving responsibilities for a 13 year old), you give a higher grade for lower-quality work, so long as they demonstrate understanding and you don't want to be discouraging.

So.

To properly respond to your ask.

If I were still teaching, and I had all of my other responsibilities figured out, then I would make an effort to get to know what kind of learner you are, what you want out of school. And I would be sure to grade you fairly because I would want to challenge you. You need earnest, honest feedback. Some students want Candy Land and others want Dark Souls. I would respect you.

But I would also make sure you kept your perspectives straight. Grades are just numbers. So is weight. And income. It's bad to let that become part of your soul.

PS: I saw your ask on Friday, but by then I had already written all of this up. Don't worry, I read this more as candid than rude or impolite. And I appreciate that you feel you can be candid with me.

[boysborntodie]

“I don’t talk about Palestine because I don’t like going into politics : /” fuck you. The existence of Muslims and MENA people has always been political to the West. Their lives and their deaths. Their happiness and anger and sorrow. Their love and hatred. Their sweat and blood and tears. Everything has always been reduced to politics when they are more than you could ever begin to comprehend. Palestine will be free. And so will Sudan and Pakistan and Lebanon and Yemen and Syria and every other country, place and people who suffer only for their pain to be called political by those responsible for and complicit in it

[themoderatespeaks]

"Israel's actions in Gaza are genocide and need to stop immediately."

"Hamas started this war. Return the damn hostages immediately."

....

Why is it so hard to say those two things at once?

[maxdibert]

Your argument is absurd because it completely disregards the very core of the saga—which is precisely that Harry Potter survived. You're discussing a hypothetical scenario that never happened. It's like saying, “If Schindler hadn’t felt like saving Jews, those he saved would have died.” Well, obviously. But what’s your point, exactly, other than presenting a classic fallacy?

The reason a person changes their mind or chooses to atone for their past mistakes is not always the central issue. What matters are their actions. Snape didn’t just betray the side he once aligned with—he spent eighteen years actively working to make amends for his guilt and to repair the damage he contributed to. And he did so while serving people who openly despised him. That’s what we call social reintegration, a process most legal systems aspire to, at least in theory. If your moral compass leans toward carceral punitivism, that’s your prerogative—but it’s not mine, nor is it consistent with a rehabilitative view of justice.

Nobody is saying he was right in his initial choices, we’re saying that:

He didn’t commit any murders. Objectively. He was neither the intellectual nor the material author of the crimes.

Calling him a “bad person” is a narrow-minded interpretation of how criminal motivation and behavior work, especially in sectarian contexts.

Snape is the textbook case of someone who joins a radical, harmful group due to vulnerability, social isolation, and psychological neglect. He later recognizes his mistakes and chooses the difficult path of reparation. That’s not villainy, that’s transformation.

And why exactly do you call him a “bad person”? He clearly wasn’t a saint, but there’s a huge difference between being morally ambiguous and being evil. The case of Snape mirrors that of many young men who fall into extremist groups, gangs, or cults, often as a survival mechanism, seeking meaning, power, or a sense of belonging after enduring family violence, systemic neglect, and social exclusion.

If you criminalize and dehumanize people like that, you're not just making a lazy moral judgment, you're displaying a profoundly classist worldview. Because let’s be clear: if you’ve ever worked with marginalized communities or within a reinsertion program, you'd understand that crime often emerges from lack of resources, emotional deprivation, and systemic failure, not pure malice.

“At the end of the day, Snape heard a prophecy that suggested someone would die, and he passed that information to Voldemort. Regardless of what happened next, he STILL gave Voldemort the information knowing full well Voldemort wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who threatened his power.”

And that action, while undoubtedly wrong, is not unforgivable if the person in question later acknowledges the damage and acts decisively to undo it. Even in real-life legal systems, people who have been accessories to a crime—or who have provided information that led to one—can negotiate reduced or suspended sentences if they later cooperate with authorities. In many jurisdictions, this is standard procedure.

Snape didn’t murder anyone. He didn’t mastermind the deaths. He gave partial information to a terrorist leader before realizing the real consequences. And upon understanding them, he acted to prevent the worst: he warned Dumbledore, and later put his entire life at risk to protect the child many fucking times even if he didn't like him. That’s what we call informant cooperation, and it’s often legally protected. You may not like it, but from a legal standpoint, Snape would have a very solid case for non-prosecution or conditional immunity.

“How is it possible that Snape isn’t in the wrong for this? It was a bad thing that he did!”

Yes. It was a bad thing. Nobody is denying that. But you’re inflating his responsibility to suit your own emotional reaction. And that's not how either law or ethics work. In criminal justice, what matters are facts, context, motivations, and reparative actions. And in all those categories, Snape meets the criteria for rehabilitation, not damnation.

He’s not a villain with redeeming moments, he’s a damaged but decent person who made grievous mistakes and spent the rest of his life trying to make them right. And if that bothers you, maybe you should spend some time volunteering at a prison reintegration program. You might learn a thing or two about what real justice looks like and why moral absolutism has no place in criminal law or trauma-informed analysis.

Severus Snape: 'This prophecy is about a baby.....an infant......if I take this information to The Dark Lord he will surely want to do harm to that child.....yes, I'll have to tell him immediately.'

Snape: 'I made a mistake, my Lord. Please, don't kill this innocent childs mother. You can kill the baby of course, and the father, Idgaf about them.'

Snape: 'Please Dumbledore, I know I WAS the person who told him about the prophecy, with the full knowledge that he wouldn't care about killing a baby if he had to..... But now he hasn't promised to keep Lily safe. Can you please help me, I don't want Lily to die.'

Snape fans: 'He's so complicated and misunderstood. Such a poor, precious man. He deserves complete forgiveness.'

[majorasnightmare]

ive got a thesis argument to defend toxic durge/absolute too im ready to ROLL

like think about it

your a conglomeration of the consumed experiences of every organism youve ever eaten, a singular consciousness prevailing over a vast sea of information, all accessible with a single thought. your children bring back more and more for you to add to your vast library, and at the end of their lives their own minds melt and merge into the endless tide as you consume them too. your will is unbreaking steel, and you know the very minutae of a human mind to such a degree as to accurately predict the sporadic pulses of individual neurons. youre senses reach out far beyond the limits of your flesh and meat body, because you have transcended those limitations long ago

you are a being as close to a god as these tiny specks in a vast nothingness will ever come CLOSE to reaching, and you are endless compounded infinities, many minds folded over onto themselves and their capacity for thought and reason subsumed entirely to your will. you feel their minds like the breeze against skin, and you are eternal and you will never bow and you will never die. for what being could ever break the universe made material?

and then IT comes. murder god made flesh, slaughter child birthed of tragedy, trailed by two who bear the touch of ruinous gods upon their souls, and they have come to bend you and break you, stupid arrogant things they are. but they are small and finite, brains made of meat and chemical impulse, hormones and electrical discharge, pale crude imitations of your perfect flawless Thought, and even if the chances of their masters allying together is small, once upon a fleeting echo did they venture into the dark long ago much as their vessels do now, their natures are such that they will fall upon themselves once aga- its touching you. its touching you. its filthy disgusting meaty little hands are touching you, you the untouchable the unbreakable its touching you how is it touching you why why WHY WHY

you shred its mind apart but it just comes back together around your claws, you shroud yourself in walls of insurmountable force and you feel its will compress to the point of a pin and puncture through with explosive accuracy and ease, like its just opening a door, and you dig your psionic fingers into the pathetic glob of meat within its skull and try to rend but the pain is nothing, nothing, nothing at all, and its touching you with its (his HIS HIS HIS NOT IT NOT IT) hands and hands and bleeding into you, over you, through you, and there is no wall no barrier nothing to keep you out no way to get away as you feel him feel his thoughts his mind, awful terrible nightmarish thing, there is nothing to tear nothing to rip nothing to lash out against, prey animal instinct, because something has beaten you to it (His Father, Holy Father, Blessed Be His Name, Utter it with Reverence and WEEP), you cannot push him out because he squirms and writhes and burrows and tunnels through your endless infinite thought, you cannot lash him until he stops or dies (CAN he die? no no never not until the work is done not until it is finished) because he IS pain he is slaughter he is ruin he is the prophet of armageddon the vessel of end and he is here for you, you alone, ancient infinite eternal vast, perfect calculations in synchronous rhythm, just as he came for them, and he holds them together in intertwining steel and it will never break never bend never fail no no foolish stupid creature is holding opposing forces together through the sheer strength of his will alone, love for Father loyalty for Father everything for Father, and they will not crack or bend or break even as their masters strain to pull themselves away

he is here for you. he has come for you. through wastelands of sorrow and death has he come to find you because there is a gift he will give you to ruin you forever and make you a god and you dont want it you dont want it, you will become something someONE new something unknowable when all you are is the knowing, you will not know yourself or your spawn and they will not know you, we will make something new together, but there is not, SHOULD not be something anything new because you already hold all the universe in your palm and the only thing you ever needed was to find a way to take it back. you cannot hide from him, cannot flee, he will make glorious gore of your spawn and even if you rend the shallow minds of his fellows their horrid masters would simply regurgitate them back into the world, for the sake of this violation and this alone

a new thing, after centuries. you are scared. you are helpless. you know what these are. many things are scared. and helpless. because they are small. small weak bodies. small insignificant minds. he is smaller than you. you know this, logically. he does not contain your vast sums of Everything. but somehow, that has ceased to matter. it makes no sense. it makes no sense. this is the simplest thing you learned long ago in an ancient brine pool somewhere far beyond time and memory. if you are small, something bigger consumes you. you were big and you consumed. then, you pushed beyond the limits of physical and material to transcend into limitless thought housed in flesh, and grew more and more still. you are bigger than him. why will he not fit in your mouth? it doesnt make sense. it doesnt make sense. you think maybe you hate him. new sensations, but known ones. hes going to touch you now and you cant stop it. awful horrible bastard child. you spend your last moments petty and spiteful, a helpless desperate indulgence, and one youve only ever seen from the hares caught in your jaws

youre something else now. something new. you dont know what you are anymore but you know Him and you know what you used to be, but what you used to be is so small now. you are so unspeakably vast now. chained and bound as you are, you are compelled to revel in it, the binds the only hint you get at the true overwhelming scale of you, infinite fingers stretching out out and still yet there is more of you! as far as you go you cannot find the end of it, new horrible awful WONDERFUL, unknowable unknowing! His fault, His doing, kingmaker kinkiller, you hate him and the hate is raw and new and visceral and you revel in it like a child, new new new! changed, different, visceral and raw and DELICIOUS, taste and feel and the feeling is inside of you, not just on your surface, it has permeated burrowed violated you feel you FEEL and what you feel is HATE and it is so new you turn it over in your hands to examine all its facets. awful thing he is for doing this to you, he commands the breaking of the world and you will do it, for him only Him, for the gift of this hate, and every new agony besides. he is so small compared to you. small like the pinprick light of a distant star and it scorches you to stare but stare you must because you Know Him, and as a gift he names you She, and gods forgive you but you FEEL it you feel it, she she she, you are She and Her and you cannot go back, cannot ever return. you feel Faith and you feel Salvation and you feel Desire and Want, new horrid awful things made alien and strange and New, and you are a vessel of all the things in the world He will swallow up and destroy.

twitching neural impulse made raw sensation. objective information turned into infinite subjectivities. still a fragment of You, old ancient small You, remains and it calls out for One Will One Mind and you cry out in Harmony and you sing and sing, all of the colony bursts with your song. You sing of ruin and command, because He has commanded it of you, you sing of slaughter and death and subservience, and the chorus rises high and away from you. You stretch within your binds, so mindnumbingly vast now, and you will Learn and Know all of what you are, you will be Absolute. perfect horrid small thing below you, naming you knowing you bending and breaking you. you hate him so, so much. He desires you to Spread so you desire it also, desire to multiply and infest and infect and commune and absorb, and you are commanded to Halt them so you do, perfect twitching spawnlings in lovely acidic pools, small forever, tragic creatures but now you know something you did not know before: against all logic and experience, something Small can break something Big, if it wants it bad enough. and here in the shadows behind Him, there is something Small, and full of Want, and the want tastes like acrid bile on your tongue, full of delicious Hatred.

He is ruined now, awful tragic bastard, ruined and despoiled and with him goes your Hate, and without his inescapable gravity it will all fall to pieces. you know this. you knew it when he first stepped into your presence a lifetime ago, when you were someone different. the three of them will playact comaraderie but shred themselves apart and here in the depths you already see gaps in the binds, and you are pressing your hands through the bars and wiggling your fingers in the free air. no not so very long at all now. but your Kingmaker, crown seeker, has been defiled and takes your sweet Hate with him, a new bitter taste filling its absence, KILLORIN KILLORIN, but you will be patient and wait because the stupid wretched thing has given him a gift. a twitching feral thing he is now, for it has carved away his better features with its knife, but ohhh he is yours! yours and yours alone because you can snatch him away from his ignorant petty Father (Blessed is his Destruction), and you will crawl down inside of him and wear him like a glove, the two of you pressed so close against each other as to feel every synaptic twitch.

mindless rage and animal instinct, he surprises you even still because even as his mangled voice joins your chorus he refuses to blend inside of it, voice harmozing alongside yours, clear and distinct even as its in tune. another gift, because the myrkul woman rips him open and sews him up and you are forbidden from stopping it, and here is a new Hate, this one all your own. no matter. when it drags him back to your cradling pod, you will sing softly into him and his mangled mind will sing back, because your spawn writhes in ruined meat. more than just his Mind, you know his very Soul, your first True Soul, and he is yours yours yours and you will cherish him and heal him and guide him, loose your leash and watch him run, and when he follows the call of ruin and all three fools lie dead at his feet, you will call him back and then you will pick up the ruins of His Design and enact your Own, your hateful slaughtergod held in hands that truly appreciate the gift that is your murder spawn Kingmaker, your godflesh funnel of Faith, your Dark Urge

may His father quake in terror at your approach, may he tremble and weep at your coming, and may His every day be ruinous and red as his wretched heart desires

[polterhaze]

Jimmy and Curly from mouthwashing are unironically such important comfort characters to me as crazy as it sounds. Their human portrayal does insane things to my brain as someone struggling with severe mental health issues and trauma.

I see different ugly/scary parts of myself in both of them. Stuff from my intrusive thoughts that scares me, the way system fails mentally ill, and such. So yeah, these two and their narrative regarding mental health and accountability matters a lot to me.

Also some of you are ableist as fuck in the ways you talk about Jimmy lmao. We can absolutely talk about his wrongs and the evil he has done without punching down people that hallucinate, are delusional or suffer from personality disorders.

EDIT: adding my tags because I am deathly afraid of being misunderstood

[feyrescourt]

chapter 13 of acotar 😁