really fucking sick and tired of people who really fucking love the eddie book jumping on people who don't like or are even remotely critical of it's posts and like crusading their opinions around from the top of their high horses and shoving it down our throats.
if you like the book, great! that's awesome! love that for you! i am genuinely glad that you were able to find good in it and enjoy it!!
but not everyone did, and not everyone is going to agree with you. so, instead of going on some grand crusade where you find every single post that includes anything even remotely negative or negative adjacent or even neutrally critical and spending ALL this time and effort trying to provide unwanted rebuttals to every single thing, maybe you should just stay in your lane and find people who DO like the book and chat about it with them.
because i can PROMISE YOU, none of us appreciate it when you come onto our posts and start accusing us of "hating on" the author or "being rude" about her and her work and RIDICULOUS shit like that.
being critical of something and pointing out it's flaws is NOT inherently hating on it. i, frankly, do not know where people got that notion, but it's not fucking true so can we fucking quit assuming it is? and, critiquing something is also NOT the same as saying this is shit and it sucks and the author is a piece of garbage. again, where the fuck that came from is beyond me. you can be critical of something and still enjoy it. as soooo many of you love to point out, it's not perfect, why should it be perfect? so D U H. of course that means criticism can and should arise???
also. hot take (by which i mean ice fucking cold because it's NOT a fucking hot take), but going around toting FALSE facts as part of your "defense" does not make you or your argument look good. you, like the author, should maybe do a basic fact check first. 🙃
tldr, if you like the book, that's genuinely great, but stay in your fucking lane and stop seeking out posts from people who didn't like it to start shit in the notes.
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short 800 word comfort fic for morket (yes that is the title)
morgen is feeling sad and her best friend that is definitely not in love with her comes to cheer her up. there is no plot in this, i just wanted to give writing a try again. be ready for a lot of try-hard descriptions and silly dialogue
Messy piano notes scattered themselves across the spaceship's walls. A tentative of a song. The first few notes were being repeated over and over, by increasingly frustrated fingertips. A loud, unmusical bang, implying that someone had given up and tried to play the damn thing with their entire face ended the performance. The raccoon lifted his eyes from the upcoming invention laying before him and looked in the direction of a certain room. The room from which the music had just stopped playing. He shook his head and stood up from the floor, then he walked towards the room to check on the distressed piano player.
-Ya' alright? he opened the door slightly and only leaned his head inside the room.
The sight of the Zteamer girl laying on the floor face first, next to her keyboard prompted him to actually enter. He sat next to her and comfortingly put his paw on her hair.
-Morgs, are you alive? What's the matter?
As she mumbled indiscernable words and sighed, the raccoon gave the room an in-depth look. His worry was aggravated by the whole mess that it had become. Morgen hadn't left her room for days and her clothes could be found laying anywhere except her closet. A half finished painting of a swallowtail butterly was tucked under her bed, next to a dirty cup that he assumed had paint water in it. He learned his lesson long ago to not drink anything out of cups left in Morgen's room.
-Nooooo… Leave me…Leave me rooot… she complained as she got up with R.ocket's help. She looked at him with shiny eyes and frowned. You should be thankful for all the Morgen-free time. When I'm not bothering you.
-Come on, Spots, this place looks like crap. You look like crap! Make an effort for me, will ya'? Get up.
Morgen seemed to protest but her words were muffled by the floor she was laying on. Before she could react, she felt a pair of tiny arms trying to lift her up.
-It's just…those thoughts again. I've never had this many thoughts when I was on Zteamer. Is there any way to make it stop?
-I'd rather have you bother me than be this miserable. And your playing sucks too, when you're sad. It's driving me crazy. Will you tell me what's on your mind? Please?
Morgen sat on the side of her bed, her head on her knees. Her gaze indicated that she'd want R.ocket to sit beside her and he complied.
-Don't know how to tell you this, Spots; once you start thinkin', you never stop. Kind of like becoming conscious of your surroundings as a kid. I guess for you it came later.
-Sorry, not an option. Unless you scoop your brain out, I suppose.
-The conscience? How do I get rid of it?
R.ocket didn't know if it was appropriate to laugh at her question. It was ridiculous, really, but she was so serious about it.
-My equivalent…
-Yeah, yeah, your equivalent of a brain. Are you plannin' to clean up this equivalent of a mess though? It's starting to look like Q.uill's in here.
-You little brat! she pretended to be upset and bumped his shoulder gently with her fist. I will clean it up. I'm just…too upset right now.
-Will it help if I keep you some company? I haven't seen your dumb little face in days. I really should fix those - he said, pointing to the cracks under her eyes.
-I wouldn't want to distract you from your work.
-Hilarious, I know.
-Too late for that. Come here.
He opened his arms and smiled. Morgen's eyes lit up and she wrapped her own arms around him, laying her head on his shoulder. He awkwardly pat her on the back and ran his paw through her hair, trying to brush it to neatness. She almost never let her hair become that tangled. Seeing that he did not make any progress, he stretched his arm towards a lonely hairbrush and grabbed it. He untied her messy ponytail and patiently brushed Morgen's dark brown curls. She couldnt help but giggle at his affection and care.
-There. Still, you should wash it. Really wouldn't want you to ruin it. It's, uhm, nice.
-I'm not laughing at you, Rocky. I'm…happy. You are a sweetheart.
He ignored her remark and kept brushing her hair. He was no hairstylist, but he was aware of the importance of Morgen's hair to her. His care was obvious. He tied the end of her strands into two uneven braids, with ribbons laying on the nearby nightstand. R.ocket took a step back to look at the final result and noded his head.
-It's whatever. Careful on the whiskers. They're sensitive to idiots.
-Thank you, my dear. You did such a great job.
Morgen placed her hand on his cheek and nuzzled her face into his snout. He backed off for a second, but then reluctantly let her express her thanks for him.
-They're cute.
-Pick up your mess. Ain't those clothes more expensive than the entire ship?
-I love you, R.ocket.
-Me too.
-That's dodging the question…
R.ocket looked into Morgen's starry eyes then back at the floor. He did not want to admit it, but he missed that sparkle.
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Have you ever thought about how Linebeck describes Jolene as "crazier than a rabid squid"- only to then be possessed by a literal rabid squid later in the game?
Cause I sure have- especially after seeing a lot of your BellumxLinebeck stuff
mmmmghmm im gonna be honest i haven't thought about it much at all
linking it to my bellum x linebeck thoughts, im not too sure what to make of it in context with my other linebeck notes and w/e
there's also my idea that linebeck has a special interested in shellfish and by extension squids, and the idea of him having a weird thing for bellum, and just... enjoying sealife, and it's kinda of...
he compares her to a rabid squid to link in order to i think... offer a shorthand explanation of what she's like, and i think it (with some other stuff) is kinda just another little peek into how he might feel abt her?
i mean he also compares link to a dog in that one letter? i'm not sure where im going with that one. i dont think linebeck particularly likes dogs
i'm not sure abt the link between that and him getting possessed, jolene is kind of just... there a lot of the time and doesn't really do anything except 1) show that linebeck has enemies and 2) show that people know about link's quest by the end, linebeck generally references sea creatures a few times in ph
relating to bellum x linebeck, i dont see him comparing jolene to a squid an indicator of anything in relation to that, with linebeck having a thing for bellum its more of like. there's a lot of complicated ideas i have with what goes on between them during bellumbeck and bellum being a squid thing is more linebeck having a bit of a monsterfucker streak and having a bit of a thing for like. being tied up. as for literal squids he kinda just likes them as food and to dissect and learn about
like i think 'rabid squid' is more like linebeck just tossing out some derogatory shorthand to explain how he thinks of jolene as some fucking. violent annoyance he has to deal with that he doesn't fully understand
tbh i see the comparison but imo it comes down to a difference in characters and interactions and histories, there is the rabid squid thing (and i think in the manga too theres a vague parallel drawn ig) but im not. sure. what there is there just beyond. linebeck talks about sea creatures and wants to get the fuck away from jolene
i'm not entirely certain what you've been thinking about with that comparison, but i haven't been thinking much about it and it's kinda. eh ig???? its something
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Our teachers from the big city are still soo confused with the fact that we have prom
We were discussing about what everyone is gonna wear and of course some people are a little extra and the teachers are shocked like wow you'll wear what and the whole event is such a big thing and they're like 👁👄👁say what now
And someone was like "how do you do proms in Athens?"🤨
"We don't kids. The first time I saw this happening was last year when I came here."
Like, proms aren't a thing in Greece ajajsjs
I always knew that, but when I went to high school and saw proms happening I just accepted the fact, but we're really out of the norm here😭😂
The whole country: yeah we do normal school activities like reading boo-
My school in the middle of nowhere: hey yall free for a rehearsal of waltz tomorrow?
Also to clarify-cause this sounds expensive, it's not- I'm not going to a private school or something, and we do proms in order to save money for the school trip (πενταήμερη) our parents will pay the ticket in order to get in and sit around in the tables and watch all of us dance on stage while they eat while we also have a lottery thing going on and all of is will have fun at the event I guess
Also, the waltz/bachata/traditional(λαϊκά) dances aren't like provided by the school, we found teachers who supposedly were willing to teach us for free(but ended up asking for money anyway, but it's 5€ per kid so whatever...)And we do this in our free times in weekends or during breaks at school by ourselves, (the freshmen were kinda like the fuck? When we started dancing next to the volley field, But I think they got used to it by now)
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