#fessions

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[mooninagust]

don't mind me i'm just thinking about lita ep. 6

[sinkableruby]

confession: i want to squish ougis face their skin looks very soft and squishable

you're incredibly valid. i want to squish their face too their skin does indeed look very smooth and it would be very cute

[nostalgia-tblr]

It's not about angst, as I love enemies to lovers when they are the real enemies, not "I never hated you" "enemies", so I love Loki and Sylvie fighting and disagreeing.

My issue is that their interactions are just stressing and tiring in S2. It's unclear what these two want. Does Sylvie want to be left alone? Does Loki not see her point at all? Where did emotionally intelligent Loki from S1 disappear?

I'm Sylki but at this point I want to have a new ship for Sylvie but they don't let her substantially interact with anyone other than Loki now! Must I ship her with her young boss???

It's very TENSE isn't it? The audience feeling TENSE as well is arguably television doing it's job but oh it's so uncomfortable to be a (spectatory) part of.

I think she wants to be left alone but she's not allowed to be left alone as she's still in the show, so she has to make sure to turn up mid-episode, do something useful, and then piss off again because she can't stay but she also can't leave. If she goes there will be trouble! But if she stays it will be double!!

Most disappointing though is that it does sometimes feel like she only really exists for Loki's sake :( I think that's partly a problem of focus, like how so many people online think she's just being a bitch and difficult for the sake of it rather than having the correct opinions valid points that need to be made. I suppose the finale will decide whether she was right all along which she totally was or if this is indeed a case of Silly Sylvie, Why Would You Worry About These Things? Stop Being Hysterical About Fascism!

Sylvie/Ravonna would be a good enemy ship, how about them? I know they didn't really interact much this year either but they did at least exchange words. How does sylvonna strike you as a pairing, Anon?

[salone-e-lewis]

[ino3zi]

Not me getting Sunghooned on YouTube!! 😭😭

[leadendeath]

fursuiting AND also being an artist pros: (as in, bonuses)

i get to make horns and then use them as a drawing ref 😎

[dirtyjvconfessions]

It's quiet.

Too quiet...

[fabiansteinhauer]

Denkraum/ space of spes and fession/ fashion

1.

Eyal Sivan könnte auf der documenta inzwischen eine persona-non-grata sein, sicher bin ich mir nicht, sicher ist im Moment aber keiner. Auf der documenta persona-non-grata zu sein ist leicht, denn in Zeiten, in denen nichts garantiert ist, wird fast jeder leicht zur persona non grata.

Eyal Sivan hat dafür einiges getan, nämlich sehr lange geübt, eine Person für ungarantierte Zeiten zu sein. Wenn er ein Person für jede Gelegenheit ist, dann, indem er geübt hat, eine Person für ungarantierte Zeiten zu sein. Er hat geübt, persona non grata zu sein. Der hat sich in Antisemitismus geübt, aber nicht wie die Flaschen. Nicht wie die Flaschen, die sich in Antisemitismus üben, indem sie üben, ihn zu definieren und ihn Flaschen zu packen. Er hat sich im Antisemitismus geübt, in dem er ihn gefilmt hat. Der hat ihn durch bewegte Bilder geübt, durch Regen und Regung.

2.

Unter anderem hat Sivan einen Film zur Prozeßbeobachtung gemacht, einen Film zu Hannah Arendt, einen Film zu Eichman in Jerusalem. Damit ist er in der Rechtsgeschichte und Rechtstheorie bekannt geworden.

Da wurde er bereits in weiten Kreisen auch persona non grata, in weiten Kreisen in allen den Ländern, von denen man sagt, dass sie gelobt sein sollen und das Volk dort ausgewählt sein soll. Das ist nun wirklich nicht nur Israel. Wir sind alle Juden, zumindest alle Deutschen, zumindest die, die ich kenne, mal bildlich, mal wörtlich. Wir sind alle Antisemiten, wenn wir nicht können, was wir wollen, nämlich wenn wir selbst in einem gelobten Land ausgewählt sein wollen und nicht wollen, das andere das auch sind und wenn wir dann Mal wieder, wenn was schief geht, alles auf höhere Mächte schieben. Dann sind wir alle Eichmann, auch alle Eichmann in Jerusalem. Et in Jerusalem Ego. Auch das Begehren kreist, auch das Begehren ist mimetisch. Auch das Verzehren kreist, auch das ist mimetisch. Auch das Verkehren kreist,dann auch das ist mimetisch. Die Bild- und Rechtswissenschaft Warburg kann dazu mehr sagen, ein andern mal.

3.

Ein Problem war damals, als Sivan in der Rechtsgeschichte und Rechtstheorie bekannt wurde, dass er nicht gelobt und nicht ausgewählt hat, der Sivan. Der hat vorgeführt, Eichmann in Jerusalem. Sivan ist einer, der Instrumente hat. Das ist einer, der, soweit er Instrumente hat, kein Instrument ist. Soweit er power hat, ist er nicht in der Hand einer Macht über ihm, unter ihm oder hinter ihm. Der macht mit. Macht macht gern er mit - und soweit das reicht, lingt das.

Gelingen tut es nur ihm allein, ganz alleine. Wenn andere ihn loben, ist ihm das furchtbar peinlich. Vom Typus her ist Silvan nicht Gentleman, nicht Manager, nicht Homo Digitalis. Vom Typus her ist er Artist, so, wie sie sich zum Beispiel im Florenz des 14. oder 15. Jahrhunderts auch dann ballten, wenn jede Ballung damit einher hing, auch mal die Fäuste in den Taschen zu ballen.

Eyal Sivan wurde einmal von Cornelia Vismann auf eine legendäre Tagung zu Recht und Bild in London eingeladen, wegen dieses Films. Das war im Birkbeck, mein 'Elberfeld von London', nur 100 Meter vom Warburg Institut entfernt. Die Geschichte dieser Tagung ist entfernt, aber nicht weg, die Tagung ist völlig unerledigt geblieben. Mit einem Beitrag über Doppelgänger und Bildrecht (der später teilweise in Bildregeln, teilweise in Das eigene Bild einging und umso mehr unerledigt blieb) wurde ich dort eingeladen und bekam furchtbar den Kopf gewaschen, von allen inklusive Cornelia. Fühlte mich auch gleich als persona-non-grata, also wolle mich keiner, weil alle mir was wollten. Harte Forschung, Eyal Sivan hat teilgenommen und mir furchtbar den Kopf gewaschen. Schlimmer als das kann nur eins sein: Schweigen oder höfliches Lob, um nichts sagen oder fragen zu müssen. Das ist dann die Hölle. Das andere ist nur Fegefeuer. Da, an dieser Tagung, könnte ich nicht nur sofort wieder teilnehmen. Ich tue es auch, immer wieder, wenn ich daran denke, denn so etwas prägt einen, weil es einem eingeprägt ist.

Später fragt man sich was, immer too late, weil auch auf so einer Tagung, die wirklich mal eine Tagung ist, ein echte Tagung mit echter Dämmerung [und nicht bloß so ein huschhusch Neonlight], alles too much ist. Wenn too much ist, dann tagt was, dann ist Denkraum, verschiebt auch die Nacht. We always transmiss to soon and always translate too late.

Unter anderem frage ich mich seit dem zu spät, was spes in Anbetracht so eines Spezialisten wie Eichmann ist (spes wie auf Warburgs Staatstafel). Was ist Fession oder Fashion in Anbetracht so eines Profis, wie Eichmann es ist? Sivan hat das angestossen, dafür musste der Film anstößig sein. Denkraum ist alles andere als safe space, da fühlt man sich alles andere als wohl.

Kann man, wenn so einer wie Eichmann auftaucht, hoffen, kann man sich so verzweigen, professionell verzetteln zum Beispiel, wenn so einer auftaucht?

Die Antwort ist nach langen Jahren Übung ganz lange übend einfach, Zen: Man könnte es können und man sollte es können, solange man das übt. Das ist eine vague Antwort, sogar eine Antwort, die en vogue sein kann, die wellenweise nichts anders als fashionable, passend und passierend sein kann. Üben hilft. Üben, eine Flasche zu sein, hilft Flasche zu sein. Der Stadtteilrater, Mitglied des Sowjets der Urbanpartisanen Norbert hat mich glücksweise an die Flaschen erinnert. Der hat das gestern, als ich vor der Tür einer Art Drogerie stand, um rhizomatische Rauschmittel, besser gesagt Verrauschmittel zu kaufen. Vor der Tür hat er das Bilder- oder Wortefahrzeug von der Flache gebraucht, wie immer zu richtigen Zeit am richtigen Ort (er hat auch gleich erklärt, wie die Rauschmittel funktionieren).

Norbert hat gesagt, die Flaschen wollen den Antisemitismus definieren, um ihn in die Flasche packen zu können, um ihn zu beherrschen. Sivan macht nichts besser, nichts schlechter als die Flaschen. Der übt aber, da bin ich ziemlich sicher (nur soweit es sich ziemt), lässiger. Darauf ein Pilz an der Bar.

[biowarekin-nection]

Remaking a variation of this blog from several years ago. It is now open to receive asks if any kind, from confessions to canon calls to requests for moodboards. Please feel free to drop by!

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[clublzr]

Merry Christmas! 🎉🎄☺️

[buckybearart]

A Game about a sad bear and his purr-fessional partner!

[mimi-cee-genshin]

"Pun"-fession - Cyno x f!reader

Summary: Collei is excited to finally meet the woman who is head-over heels for Cyno. You're supposed to join them for dinner, but when she sees the table, where was the dinner? Apparently, Cyno's setting up a very important pun.

Other info: fluff, humour, pre-relationship, getting together, female reader, part two to Untimely Obligations (you don't have to read that first, but this fic will spoil it); 0.9k words

*****

“Master Tighnari, I found the– Huh? What’s going on here?”

Several crates of fresh green limes lined the table that was typically used for their dinners together. Collei knew that Cyno had invited you to join them today in celebration for finally getting through his tough case, but where was their usual food? You were going to be here any minute. Collei wasn't responsible for preparing the food today, but what if you thought it was her fault you didn't get a proper meal.

She looked at Tighnari for answers, but he simply shook his head and sighed.

“That should be enough,” Cyno said after he placed one more crate on the table.

“This is way too much,” replied Tighnari. “What is she even going to do with all of these limes?”

“Make 'lime'-onade of course,” said Cyno without missing a beat

Collei narrowed her eyes at him, wondering how you put up with his jokes in the first place. She heard you were head-over-heels for him, but was that really enough to make you indulge in his terrible jokes?

“No, seriously, why are you even doing this?” asked Tighnari. “She’s going to be here any minute now.”

“Exactly,” Cyno replied. “I need to make sure this goes as smoothly as possible.”

Collei knew he had been working non-stop ever since he met with you last at the tavern. The dark circles under his eyes caused her to wonder if he had looked like that during his Akademiya days. He didn’t look this tired even when his own life on the line, so what exactly had he been so preoccupied with?

“Am I at the right place?” you said, pushing open the leaf doors and peeking through them.

“You’re just in time,” said Cyno.

Your face formed a huge grin when you saw Cyno. “Did you miss me, sweetheart?” you said as you grabbed onto his arm. You called him by a nickname so easily that it baffled Collei to see someone being this sweet with Cyno. The two of you weren't even going out.

“No,” he replied, pushing your hand away. "Don't do this yet."

“Aww… Why not?” you asked. “I've missed you so much! You just left without explaining anything to me back at the tavern,” you said, crossing your arms.

“I just need to finish something first.”

"That's what you said last time too. You've kept me waiting."

"Don't worry," he answered. "I'll finish this swiftly."

He picked up the first crate of limes from the long line on the table.

And dropped it.

Several limes bounced out of the crate and rolled along the floor, a few reaching Tighnari's feet. He raised his brow and Collei gaped at Cyno's sudden action.

“Uh… What are you doing, Cyno?” asked Collei.

“Just watch,” he replied.

He picked up the fruit, inspected it, and placed it back on the floor. He picked up another one, shook his head as if it weren’t good enough, and dropped that one on the floor as well.

At this point, you were confused too.

“Weren’t we supposed to have dinner with Tighnari and Collei?” you asked.

“That was just an excuse for the real reason I asked you to come,” he said.

“So what’s the real reason?”

He took another lime from the floor and deemed it worthy before handing it to you. You took it from him, still with no clue what was going on.

"I don't get it," you said. "What do you want me to do with this?"

“Nothing," said Cyno. "I was simply looking for the best pick-up lime to officially ask you out.”

A bird crowed in the distance.

"Pick-up lime. Get it?"

"Are you trying to get rid of her?" asked Tighnari. "That joke was horrible."

"I thought it was great," he replied.

"Seriously?" asked Collei. "You lost sleep over setting up this–"

Your laughter burst through their ears. "Oh no. I couldn't hold it in again," you said between laughs. "I didn't even get to hear Cyno fully explain the joke."

"Huh. So this one worked," he said, taking out a notebook.

"No, stop writing," you told him, grabbing the pen from his hand. "Please explain the joke to me."

"But you already got it."

"I want to hear it anyway."

'Wow,' thought Collei. 'They really are perfect for each other. It's just like what Master Tighnari said, even if there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. They look so happy together.'

Cyno explained the joke as you wore a huge grin on your face. You must really like him.

"Aren't you two forgetting something?" Tighnari asked.

You and Cyno paused and exchanged glances.

"Don't tell me you completely missed the underlying message of the joke," Tighnari said with a hand to this forehead

Your eyes widened and you stumble over your words. "Oh…"

Collei giggled to herself. She didn't think she'd find the two of you to be very adorable.

"Well?" asked Cyno. "Do you have an answer?"

"But you already know how I feel about you."

"I'm officially asking you now," said Cyno. "Will you go out with me?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck. "My answer has always been yes!"

*****

I hope you liked it. I read the lime joke years ago in one of my favorite fics and I couldn't think of a better pun so that's the one I used. Lolll.

Anyway, you can check out my other fics in my pinned post if you're interested.

[ino3zi]

Pls- why do I keep seeing Jake?!! He’s everywhere on my pinterst feed and it's the same photo over and over again. 😭😭😭