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#i love how one is professional. the other is just filled with 'wtf'. and then there's Hange and Moblit.
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I completely forgot about the September prompt list omg. ANyway!!! Here it is <3
Day One: First date/Meeting Warnings: None, besides this being my first time writing for these f/os so it might be Wonky.
Josephine walked through the halls, her ODM gear rattling as she did. She was technically off duty but didn't feel like not doing work. She found the office she was looking for, waiting for a response before opening the door, saluting the blonde commander.
"Commander Erwin, sir, I would like to offer a partnership." She said, her tone the usual professional and neutral voice.
He raised a brow in return, nodding for her to continue. Now it felt nerve wrecking and a little of a stupid idea, but she kept on, clearing her throat.
"As you likely see, I'm a part of the Garrison Regiment. However, it has been noted from when the Walls were not sealed that I was extremely skilled at killing Titans." She paused, searching for the words to continue. "If possible, I would like to work with The Survey Corps when I am not on shift, to continue helping humanity."
Erwin considered her offer, brow furrowing. She couldn't read his face and it made her heart start racing nervously. "I'll see if I can make such arrangements." He finally said after a minute of silence.
Josephine nodded, nearly losing her professional look to sigh in relief. She gave a half bow in respect and left, shutting the office door behind her.
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"What the hell are you doing here?"
The captain turned at the harsh voice, raising a brow. "...getting to know my horse?" She was confused by the question. It was obvious what she was doing at a stable.
The man blinked, crossing his arms. "Aren't you supposed to be...I don't know, getting drunk in the Walls or whatever?"
Josephine stared, tilting her head to the side. "I don't drink." She finally said, glancing away for a second. "Besides, I have a Scouting-"
"What?" He interrupted, voice showing his disbelief. "Who the hell are you?"
"Josephine." She blinked, then sighed. "Captain Josephine Canis Hendriks from the Garrison Regiment, part time Scout."
"That's not a thing."
"Ask Commander Erwin, then." She returned to brushing the mare, smiling a little when it nudged her affectionately. The man was silent, watching her with narrowed eyes.
"...Levi."
"Pardon?"
"My name." The shorter man crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. "That one likes being pet. Easiest way to bond with her." He stated dryly before leaving.
Josephine watched him leave before chuckling in amusement. Seemed like he would be an interesting comrade to fight beside.
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"I don't think this is such a good idea." A male voice said from a nearby office. Josephine paused, glancing into the open door. A woman with glasses was leaned over her desk, pointing at things on it excitedly. The man looked concerned, staring at her. He noticed the Garrison Captain in the doorway and sighed.
The woman turned and gave Josephine a bright grin, beckoning her inside. Confused but intrigued, she entered, peeking at what was shown. It seemed to be a diagram of a Titan, and...how to ride one?
Seemed like the man's concerned look was valid.
"It'd be a little risky. But it'd be interesting, and could provide faster travel." Josephine finally said, wanting to appease both sides. The two glanced at each other before glancing back at her.
"Thank you for being a voice of reason." The man said, looking relieved.
"Thank you for sharing my vision!" The woman said at the same time, looking even more excitable.
Josephine blinked, bewildered by the situation she found herself in. At least it wasn't paperwork, or cleaning duty.
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emo-batboy · 11 months
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Trick or treat!
Hello :D Here's your treat
Battinson and Cars
He is a car guy. He loves his car. It is his baby. He can fill his car with gas, yes. That is a thing he can do on his own in his own garage with his own gas.
But he does not know how to operate a gas pump. (New Jerseyans are crying in solidarity.)
Bruce gets into so many car accidents.
Like yeah, he's Batman. But he's also that kind of driver who is perfectly okay when he's on autopilot, but the MOMENT he remembers he's driving a death machine on wheels next to other people driving death machines on wheels, and if you accidentally cut them off or forget to use your turn signal, they will rear end you?! He gets a little antsy :/
The second he overthinks it, he's making mistake after mistake. What are you gonna do? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
But when he's in his tricked-out batmobile engaging in a high-speed chase while narrowly avoiding death at every turn? A vigilante with no regard for the rules of the road other than "Do Not Hit People?" He’s suddenly a professional stunt driver! Fuck it!
That’s one of the reasons no one could possibly believe he’s Batman
"Bruce Wayne Reverses into Bush at Local Wawa, Cries as He Calls the Cops on Himself"
Then four hours later...
"The Batman Performs INCREDIBLE STUNT on Garden State Parkway, Saves Lives and Kitten Stuck in Tree"
You think these are the same person? Please be serious.
Anyway-
He is the only person in the JL who can reliably parallel park.
He's also a fucking speed demon. (This is Jersey. The Norm is going 90 in a 55. And back to the "autopilot" point) if he's lost in thought, he's definitely breaking the law. And overtaking like five cars a minute.
Alfred taught him to drive (and is lowkey the one that gave him driving anxiety. He is a very strict teacher.) Because of this, his first car was manual :) Now, he prefers it because it feels cool and action-y when he changes gears on the highway.
Bruce got into his first car chase when he was 15. (Baby's First Car Chase <3) Don't ask me how.  Don't ask why. Just know he does. (I mean, I do have an answer but I'm not giving it to you.) This also means he did it without a license because he was too young to even have a permit at the time.
He has a hatred for literally anyone with Pennsylvania or New York plates. Why? Because they’re slow as fuck and try to turn left at the intersection when there is clearly a jughandle??
(Homework for everyone that doesn't live in NJ: Look up "jughandle" or "jersey left" and tell me your thoughts.)
He was so pissed at the amount of potholes in Gotham that he personally filled them as Batman in the middle of the night. (Wtf are his billions of tax dollars going to?)
Once Bruce was muttering curses at the idiot in front of him with NY plates only to see Clark fucking Kent exit the car. Superman could not understand why Batman kept glaring at him for a week.
I did not spell-check this. Happy Halloween :)
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hearts4golbach · 4 months
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hello can you do fella x reader and they have been dating for a few months and tyler announces them on stream 😈
btw please don’t die i love ur work 🥰😇🙏🏼
His Little Secret.
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Hansumfella: Tyler x Fem!Reader.
a/n: I'm not gonna die on you guys oml I PROMISE I'll keep feeding you until nature has its way with me xx
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the day Tyler asked you to be his girlfriend was the best day of your life. you two had met through the internet. you started streaming together and eventually hanging out in real life, as well. although your relationship had started out strictly professional, with a couple drinks, fella had admitted his feelings for you that you reciprocated. your talking stage lasted for 3 weeks, and during that time, you two were inseparable.
he took you out frequently, not to mention the way you two streamed together pretty much every night. you kept your talking stage private. only family and close friends knew. you loved how conservative he was since you were as well.
but, the day he asked you to be his girlfriend was much different than the usual, casual dates you went on. it was a beach date. the sun had just started to set whenever he turned to you and asked 'will you be my girlfriend' over a drink and take out. of course, you said yes. the two of you laid in the sand in each others arms.
after that day, you frequently spent the night at his place. you also streamed with him in person now, since you were already there anyway. people had their suspicions, but you always being at his house while he streamed did not help.
you dragged in a chair from the kitchen and sat next to Tyler. he was just about to start his stream. it was your idea to do a truth or drink stream, since he had only ever done a truth or drink hot sauce version. you figured drinking would spice it up a little.
"what's up, guys!" he exclaimed with a smile. the chat was being spammed with greetings to both of you. at this point, they were accustomed to seeing you tagging along for the stream. "if you read the fucking title, you'll know what me and y/n are doing today."
"truth or drink!" you exclaimed.
"just the usual, send a question in with 50 bits, blah blah blah." he peered at the chat then back at you with a smile. he rested his hand on your knee under the table, which was out of the view of the camera. "so, why don't we just get started. i know you guys are creaming your pants with impatience."
he swiftly turned on the text to speech with submissions. the first one came through immediately. "which one is the real skibidi sigma rizzler?"
"me, obviously." you responded immediately.
"you really wasted 50 bits on that?" he tossed up his hands in defeat. "i guess i'm going to have to admit y/n is the real skibidi sigma rizzler." he replied sarcastically. "let's get some actual juicy questions up in this bitch."
the next question interrupted him mid sentence. "favorite position?"
"bruh." he rolled his eyes and glared at me. "i'm gonna have to pass on this one."
you considered your options for a moment, "should i expose myself?" you asked, turning towards Tyler.
"i mean, go for it," he flicked his hand towards the camera, "it's your digital footprint on the line."
"yolo, I guess." you rolled your eyes. "either missionary or reverse cowgirl. next question."
it was hard for Tyler to hide the smirk on his face. you took a peek at the chats to see what they were saying.
'fella DEFINITELY knows something we dont'
'bro knows he's getting it tonight'
'BAHAHAHAHA'
'wtf fellas face 😭😭'
the next request rang from the computer. 'are you guys together or no?'
your heart sank. you looked at fella, but the hesitation made the answer obvious. he looked back at you quizically, and you nodded. you had been dating in secret for 4 months, what could announcing it now hurt?
"yes, yes we are." he grinned, "anyway..."
the chat was filled with people screaming.
'NO WAY HE PULLED'
'WHAAATATTTAATTAR'
'I KNEW IT BRU'
'THATS CRAZY'
'SHES WAY TOO FINE FOR YOU FELLA GTFOO'
'LMAAOO YUH'
'GOOD JOB FELLA'
another question, which wasn't really a question, came through. 'kiss or it isn't real.'
"I don't know about that much.." you trailed off, raising your eyebrow at tyler.
he shrugged at you, "it's okay with me if you wanna, babe."
him calling you babe made your heart flutter. you shrugged back. "alright."
he pulled you in and pecked your lips, causing a light blush to spread across both of your faces.
'OWAH'
'GET A ROOM'
'DAMNNN OKAY SO HES SERIOUS'
the comments made you laugh. "well, know you guys know." you grinned at the camera.
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The ableism that some type 1s suffer is astonishing. Here are some things I had to endure in the last months:
- I tweeted a picture of my carry-on for a 2-week trip (which cost 25€ per flight) filled only with my diabetes essentials, and tagged the so-called "low-cost" airlines, saying that for some of us, "traveling light" is impossible (I said, and I quote "am I supposed to leave my pancreas home?"), and that we have to spend more money because we have an illness. They replied that they had different luggage options for different needs (which, WTF? that's not even an answer).
- A friend of mine from the States replied to my complaints that I couldn't find a PhD position in any of my desired countries (all of them with universal healthcare) by saying "well, they'd kill for someone like you in the US!". Yes, and I'd die because only my CGM is 60€ for 2 weeks, I use more than 80€ in insulin a month, and these are European prices. I know from various sources that you either hit the jackpot of health insurances, or you can't manage your diabetes properly in the US. And I doubt universities offer those. So, hard pass.
- During a trip to my brother's girlfriend's town, my CGM didn't work on the first day, and then my insulin pump stopped working on the second day and I went into ketoacidosis (bad enough that I couldn't eat, and I drank a lot, but not bad enough that I went into shock or anything). When I said I needed to return to the house urgently, the stupid-ass kid acted as if I was doing it on purpose to ruin her day. Then her dad would try and make me eat stuff, and when I said I couldn't eat because I'd just had a ketonic incident and I didn't feel well, they went "oh, diabetes sounds just awful, I couldn't live like that". Like, yeah, that's REALLY helpful
- That one idiot from airport security who mimicked a heroin injection when I said I had insulin pens in my carry-on bag
- The times I've had to endure comments about my "phone dependency", even though I've explained that it's the device I use to monitor my glucose levels
- Some people who've commented my eating habits (first proteins, then carbs), which were recommended by a nurse when I was 2 because fast-working insulin wasn't a thing yet and that way they could administer insulin and let me start eating before the carbs started doing their thing, and it's really fucking hard breaking a habit you've had for 23 years, even more if your doctor says it's a logical way of handling things, saying "oh, cute, my toddler nephew/daughter/grand-daughter also eats like that!"
- And, to me, the one that stings a little, but all the time, the incessant comments "I couldn't do that" or "you're so brave for enduring that" or "see, how's that making your life easier?" (when one of the devices malfunctions for a moment or something). Like, I get that some of these might sound encouraging, or that you think you sound supportive, but I spend most of the time trying to figure out what the fuck is causing a high or a low, or counting carbs, or calculating the times before I go jogging so I can work out but not have a hypo in the middle of it. I've had to quit swimming, a sport I genuinely love, every time I've restarted because no matter how many professionals have tried, there is no way of avoiding the hypo that inevitably comes a few hours after that. Those comments saying I'm brave and shit are not encouraging, because I have no other choice than to do this, and I would literally do anything to be able to stop doing this. This illness is exhausting, physically and mentally. There's no second of the day when you can take a break from it, so people saying that they couldn't do that or that I'm brave just sound like condescending pricks, if you ask me.
And that's it. My little rant. I hate diabetes.
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nolanhattrick · 1 year
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Why are you majoring in religion?
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because i want to?
transgender people aren't a monolith. a lot of us have religious trauma. my church's parenting classes were based on the teachings of the IBLP. i'm no stranger to the harms of fundie christian/leader/s on [fill in the blank].
i also believe that that's not what spirituality is. "christianity" hasn't been what a lot of us understand god's love to be, and it hasn't been for a long time. (here is a good explanation of the rob bell model, 2:27:45-2:30:24)
religion has been traumatic for too many people for too long. when my uncle killed himself the chaplain leaned against the wall of the surgical waiting area (public, about 20 other people) and asked me how i felt about it. in earshot of a fuck ton of other people. i told him i felt like shit! that my uncle just died! how did he expect me to feel! and he said "okay..." and walked away.
i'm majoring in religion because i want to become a chaplain, and the behavior i witnessed that day can't be allowed to continue. people like me need to be the faces of modern religious support. queer people. brown people. people that are starting to understand how evil western christianity is fucked up and has been for centuries. we need to step up and say hey! we fucked up! and we're changing it! we're killing the mold from the inside out! and this is how!
people like j. s. park and paula stone williams (the latter of whom i am friends with on facebook btw. a wonderful, kind, and beautiful woman. love her. would die for her.) are leading the charge. but we have to keep going. they aren't getting any younger and chaplain work is still, like, important. old people are still religious. young people are still religious. religious people of all ages die in hospitals all the time.
and u don't even need to die to request a chaplain. i'm requesting one the day of my top surgery. just to talk things out and work through my feelings before i go under. chaplains r often mental health professionals on top of religious professionals. in a lot of places, you need bare minimum a clinical social work license to become a board certified chaplain and work in a hospital. which is what i'm getting. i am also going to be an LCSW. so. there's that.
also, like. it's cool to know what ur friends are talking about. i have friends that aren't atheists and aren't christians. one of my friends is a practicing witch. my irl best friend is muslim. religion majors aren't automatically bootlicking fundies. some of us genuinely just want to understand wtf is going on outside our four walls. like, where i'm going u don't even have to study the bible for any of ur classes. none of them! not a single one!
i'll leave u with this tho. because i do still feel like getting preachy. nowhere in the actual physical bible does it say that transition is ungodly. my transness is not ungodly. but the bible does say something pretty fucking affirming.
Psalms 139: [13] For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. [14] I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. [15] My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. [16] Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.
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makoandharu · 2 years
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what i hate the most about fs2 is how they keep rubbing in the audience's faces how fucking amazing haru is and how everyone cares about him and loves him despite his flaws and everyone wants to support him and his bond with rin is the bestest when like, haru is the biggest bitch in that entire film and yet the entire cast coddles him up bc of the writing's need bc he's the main character and the plot demands that other people worry about him and praise him and all that shit. it's like, the essence of "show, don't tell" got lost when almost every single moment that doesn't feel bleak screams "LOOK HE'S THE BEST AND EVERYONE LOVES HIM" to the point where everything just.. ugh mary sue much?? and the fact that the writing had to tune down almost every other character just to highlight haru and even tune down makoto just to highlight how "oh so important" rin is to him??? the fucking nerve?! it's just IT'S JUST SICKENING it feels like eating raw dough covered in powdered sugar but kyoani calls it donuts i hate how this movie ruined the established character developments in s2 they all stripped everyone of their complexity and shoved them into whatever archetype that somehow fits everyone they found lying around inside the kyoani drawers. and the pacing is dreadful it feels both under and overfilled like the airtime is obv very much filled with irrelevant filler shit that don't connect to the plot and go nowhere meanwhile what's little left of the plot is ugh everything and anything is happening all at once but still, pointless? the conflict is stupid all those shits can be resolved in a single sitting which doesn't happen? at all?? wtf are these bitches really adults by now??? there are several plot points being raised and never addressed ever again so what was the point of those plot points being brought up in the first place?? everything gets forever to be resolved but the forgiveness parts are? it's like kyoani doesn't hesitate to display the characters as assholes but are afraid to get them called out for their bullshit and be held responsible for their actions? the only time someone gets actually called out was the ryuuji and rin scene and it feels like it's just that. every consequence that should be is disregarded unless the plot calls for it, but the plot is nothing but a one-dimensional loop of self-imposed pity and entitlement by the characters despite being adults who should know what to do with their career choices without depending on others. also get these kids proper guidance please!!! get them professional coaches, trainers, managers, a mentor, psychiatrist, whatever who can help them manage their career, not relying on freelancers who don't seem to be doing their job FFS THE ADULTS IN THIS SHOW ARE USELESS (except makoto's parents, they raised 3 kids well and did not inflict trauma and issues to their children) an athlete is not just by himself do they even do their research on this? no wonder they break apart at any given time they prob handle all the responsibilities by themselves when should be hiring people! istg don't even get me started on how a lot of characters get handled, especially makoto!11! whoever worked on this movie burned to ashes everyone before them worked for and the only salvation of this franchise is a retcon that will disregard fs movies as canon remove it from existence!! whoever worked on this movie didn't know what they were doing, the ending product is nothing but charred burned food. it's even a fucking disgrace to call fs2 a food this is pig swills
sorry for the long rant. it will happen again
You're so right honestly
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risingsoleil · 2 years
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It is me again. HOW THE FUCK DID YOU WRITE THAT SMUT IN FIFTEEN MINUTES. I BE NEEDING THREE TO FIVE BUSINESS DAYS! Shook. Dead. Tell me the secret to making linzin fics that fast! My three little fics took me like forever to make I feel. A story a day LMAO. I wish I could write linzin smut but I'm gonna stay in my lane and leave it to the professionals. I am good at ideas tho lol
Girl i literally half-assed this piece LMAOOO it takes me just as long to write things until I'm happy with it hahaha but thank you! I had just submitted a final paper and I was like "you know what we all need? Linzin spice."
One of the things i have to remind myself constantly is that writing doesn't have to be perfect as I type it. I try to just let it flow and write as much as I can without trying to edit. My prof always said "just write crap bc you can fix it later." That's a tip I love so much, but sometimes I do find myself getting stuck in that perfectionist mindset right off the bat. When that happens, I just remember this tip and try to write the skeleton of the story.
Once you have that skeleton written out, you can fill in more details later. For example, with the new chapter for "Choices, Chances, Changes" I couldn't always envision the actions happening. But I know what the characters are going to say. In that case, rather than trying to fill in the details that I don't have, I just wrote out the dialogue. Once i'm done, then I add the actions. This saves me time and helps me be more productive.
Wow, this became a writing lesson lmao wtf I think you should totally dabble into writing what your heart wants xD also, we're always in need of Linzin content. So the more, the better! Btw I have not forgotten your other ask for the sleep prompts, but I don't want to half-ass that particular one. I'm saving it for when I have the time to do it well 💞
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ccrowsiie · 2 years
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I like venting here because there are fewer eyes on my tumblr posts than my secret vent twitter, so it feels like I can speak my mind while hiding in plain sight
Whew boy I am not feeling good this week. Nor was I the week before. For once, the chronic pain actually feels like a distraction. Kind of. Still sucks to not have full use of my arm. 
I’m at that impasse where I know a grippy sock vacation won’t help, nor will talk into to anybody I personally know, like my husband. I know it’s very cliche for brainfucked people to say that they don’t want to be a burden, and even morso for their loved ones to step in and say ‘oh no, you’re never a burden/you’re worth it/whatever’, but I mean it. I may be self-absorbed but I’m not completely disconnected from reality. People wear their emotions plain as day. I can taste the change in the air. How the mood drops, even among your closest friends. I’m not one of those babby mental healthers who cry for help to anyone who will listen regardless of whether or not they asked. I keep it to myself. Not exactly inside, since I believe I’m an extrovert at heart, but to my people. So if I don’t have them, I really don’t have anybody. And thus, I really don’t have anybody.
I’m not bitter about it. Honesty. No sarcasm. Just like the survival instinct hardwired into our bodies, it’s something I know I can only overcome by repeated exposure. I don’t try to guilt people either. If someone shows you themselves, take them for who they are - not who you wish they were. Humans are both communal and selfish by nature. Most of the time, reaching out in a self-satisfying action. They want to feel like a good person, or maybe they have a job to satisfy. Either way, it’s for them. If they really worry for you, it’s because they worry about the role you fill in their lives - not exactly you as a person. It’s why people stay in bad relationships for as long as they do. Maintaining something shit is easier than starting over from scratch.  I don’t even want to burden him with this shit. This morning he told me that I wasn’t a burden, but I know he’s just saying that because he has to. 
I believe even my psych is getting tired of me. And no, I’m not projecting onto him. Our last meeting was brief, and he sounded exasperated. A far cry from the almost annoyingly . Reminds me of the psychs I saw in the military. Rapid-fire speech, cutting you off every other sentence. They shove a written prescription in you fist then push you out the door. Like I said, I’m not bitter about it. I just find it humorous how I managed to test yet another professional’s patience.
He gave me this number for the AH behavioral health hotline, which its really just a local crisis hotline. I’ve called them -once- in the eight or so years I’ve been seeking services from this agency and it was a total bust. I honestly don’t know why I or they even bother. I have a bit of a hair-trigger temper when I’m in a sour mood. 9/10 it ends with me going off on whoever’s on the other end of the line then hanging up. I fuckin hate it here. 
I’ve said time and time again that I do not want to ‘talk to’ someone. I never want to ‘talk’ to someone. The fuck are they doing to say? WTF will ‘taking to’ someone even accomplish at this point? They’ll just feed me the same platitudes they always do then 5150 me if I say anything close to how I actually feel. It’s a lose-lose situation. 
I have enough insight and self awareness to realize that I’m going through something above my pay grade, but I really don’t feel like having my shoelaces taken away while some bored nurse pretends to babysit me for 24 hours. I can’t be bothered with the forced group, or the forced meals, condescending staff, enforced bedtimes or lack of distraction. That shit makes me feel crazier than the outside world does.  
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verxsyon · 3 years
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·:*¨༺ ❝ 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 ❞
how does your significant other act after sex?
✧ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. luke + artem + vyn + marius x gn!reader
✧ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭. headcanon (written) ; 0.5k
✧ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. established relationship au ; fluff, suggestive
✧ 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚. not officially writing for the fandom full-time! just another huge brain rot that needs to be let out.
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𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄
to think that the person he gives himself to is someone he has known and loved since childhood.
he leans against your forehead, closing his eyes to listen to heartbeats and breathes mold into one. soon laughter breaks the silence. the session was interesting and also the most fun the two of you had for a while. there are still many things to discover about each other; the sherlock and watson of stellis will continue to grow their love that way.
“i’m so glad it’s you.” the sentiment of his confession grazes your lips. he doesn’t take long to capture them with his own. he presses a kiss on your forehead and tucks you in his chest, where his heart is beating only for you.
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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆
not even once did he regret choosing you as his partner — professionally and romantically.
he takes your hands in his, admiring how they perfectly fit together. while leaving chaste kisses on your knuckles, he examines your face and finds features that are overlooked from afar. he was lost in the beginning, but you were there to guide him. he has so much to learn, and he trusts that you will teach him the topic of romance well.
“thank you.” he kisses you senseless while his hands roam aimlessly around your skin. you become dizzy that you don’t feel your back pressed against his chest. the slips an arm past your waist to hold your hand, wanting to let you know that he’ll always be there for you.
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𝐕𝐘𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑
the human mind is intriguing, but nothing more is intriguing than the person who believes he has the capability to love.
he buries his nose in your neck, inhaling the scent of sweat and sex from the intimacy the two of you shared earlier. the smile spread across your skin feels victorious — not because he has you all to yourself, but because you managed to tame the beast inside him. he is thankful for your kindness; you have shown him that he should not be afraid of himself anymore.
“stay with me, please.” you do, earning a content sigh and a longing kiss on your shoulder. he hugs you tight as the two of you fall into dreamland, refusing to let you go.
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐍
of all paintings he has seen throughout his life, he has never seen a grander masterpiece such as yourself.
he smirks at the trail of bruises from your collarbone to the underside of your jaw, filled with pride knowing that they will show the whole world who you belong to. shackled by reality, only you can give him free reign to paint out his fantasies into life under the sheets. you really are different from everyone else, and he is determined to treasure you as long as he lives.
“can’t resist me, hm?” he growls in your ear when he catches you staring at him, making you flustered. he kisses your lobe before joining his hips with yours once more.
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✧ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬. (if your url is in bold, that means i can’t tag you!)
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Oh God, do we get split personality frat boy Kate where she's immediately a responsible adult around her younger siblings????? Like "our parents are divorced and busy trying to one up each other professionally all the damn time so I guess I'll fucking raise you with the babysitters. 😒" GIVE ME THE DYNAMICS!!! PLEASE!!!
Kate meets Melina and Alexei almost immediately. Not because Yelena wants to but they show up unannounced at Yelena's place one day and Kate is there and it just...happens. Couldn't help it. She wouldn't change it (I mean, maybe just to reduce the amount of fucking mayhem) because she loves that they get along.
Yelena doesn't meet the Bishops for A WHILE. And she starts to take that shit personally. Like..."Damn is this bitch embarrased of me? They live in the city too. There's no reason I shouldn't have met them yet." Holidays happen and Kate spends time with Yelena's family but she NEVER even invites Yelena over to hers. Never comes up. It's like "We gotta go to my mom's in the morning and will be there until lunch then go to my dad's for dinner for a bit and then I can come to your parent's."
Kate leaves the room when she takes calls from her parents. Yelena knows there's WEIRD tension with Kate's seventeen year old brother. She's heard them arguing on the phone a couple times. But but BUT she does know Kate has a ten year old little sister who is basically the light of Kate's life. She's seen Kate talking to her on facetime and has seen her in the stands at some of Kate's matches. But if her little sister is there Kate will like...become distant. She'll take her sister to ice cream or dinner after games and just be like "See you at home later?" and bail on Yelena. And Yelena is like "?????????????"
Kate's dad is getting married again for the billionth time. Kate doesn't mention it but Yelena finds the invitation and it's like a week away. She finally blows up and she's like...
"BROOOOO...am I like not good enough for your fancy family or something? The fuck?"
"Leave it alone."
"Nah, what's up? You know my family but I don't know jack about yours. Wtf my dude?"
Yelena keeps pushing and Kate finally blows up.
"My parents are raging Republican homophobes who are in denial about me being bi and are still convinced that I will end up with a guy. The one time I openly dated a girl they cut me off from my little sister. She's the only good, normal thing in that clusterfuck we call a "family" and I can't leave her alone with them. She has no one to look out for her. My mom is more concerned with what the world thinks of how she lives her life than actually living her life. My father spends his time either too busy running the company or too busy having sex with anything that has a pulse to care about any of us. And that is how my brother ended up with a massive coke and pill problem that no one has seemed to notice but me. But I can't do anything about it because he's never listened to a single fucking thing I say. So yeah, you didn't know a thing about them and that was intentional."
Kate storms out of the apartment and doesn't come back for like a day and a half. Shuts off her phone. Goes full ghost mode.
When she comes back she's like: "They're the ones who are not good enough for you. I can't bring you into that fucking mess. I wouldn't do that to my worst enemy. I would bail out of it if I could but I can't because they're my family. I won't do that to you."
And basically Yelena is like: "YOU DUMB STUPID SILLY LITTLE BITCHHHHHH...I should have a choice in the matter...no????????"
"You don't get it..."
"YOU don't get it. I'm all in. For the crazy and the messy and the bad. I've held your hair back while you throw up chunks of mysterious, undetermined things after RIDICULOUS UNSUPERVISED spring break bets. You should know this by now. A bit of family drama sounds like nothing by comparison."
Then Kate basically spends the entire night filling Yelena in on AAAAAAAAALL of the bullshit.
"Still sure you don't want to run for the hills?"
"Feet planted firmly on the ground. No running."
So Kate is like..."You wanna come to a wedding then?" And Yelena is like 😳😳😳 "Let's meet the Gazillionaire And Ultra Fucked Up Bishops I guess."
AND THEN AND THEN AND THEN...come wedding day...Kate has to go get ready with her family to avoid drama that morning because she's about to DROP A NUKE when she walks into the event with her fucking secret girlfriend in tow so Yelena doesn't see her until she's already glammed up.
Yelena has met College Mess Frat Boy Kate Bishop but she's never met Family Heiress Katherine Bishop and especially not Formal Event Family Heiress Katherine Bishop. So when...THIS
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walks out to greet her outside of the venue Yelena literally almost drops to the ground in free fall. This bitch is like "DID I JUST GET REVERSE CATFISHED?!" Jfjajfjakfjkakdka
As they're walking inside Yelena whispers into Kate's ear: "After whatever THIS is...if I ever see you leave the house in a wife beater again we're going to have issues."
Kate just laughs and keeps walking. She was back to walking around in them again like three days later lol.
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hey i need to talk abt some camp camp shit bcause i have no one to vent to. (srsly if u see this and u wanna talk abt cc dm me i am lonely.) so yeah i want to take a good look at one episode in particular- episode 12 of season 4, the forest. (putting a ‘keep reading’ here bcause hoo boy is this shit long)
aight so first things first- how fucking long was david gone????? so we know he broke his leg, and pretty badly too.
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look at that. bone fucking cronched. according to some base-level research i did, severe fractures can take BETWEEN THREE AND SIX MONTHS TO HEAL. even if we assume the horrific angle of the break is bcause its a cartoon, and it wasnt rly that bad, it would still take at least a month to heal.
another thing that points to how long he's been gone: where we see him when he's ready to go back to camp. look at this.
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FUCKING LOOK AT THIS. this fucking twink has apparantly had enough time to not only partially heal from a severe fracture, but enough to also build all of this shit from the base up. i dont care how good he is at wilderness survival, that shit takes a fuck ton of time.
so yeah he basically spent a bare fucking minimum of two months away from camp.
im not gonna say we didnt get enough of a reaction from literally anyone tho. theres actually enough believable evidence to support the fact that theres a brief period of time we missed between when he returns to camp and when we see him back to his regular self. theres two main details that point towards this.
heres one of them-
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he has an actual splint. its unclear whether he went to the hospital or not, but either way this proves that he's gotten at least somewhat professional help for his leg. maybe he saw a doctor, maybe gwen did it, i dont know, but for some reason i feel like he probably didnt do it himself. idk. anyway, theres something that took me a while to realise what was up with the reaction we got from the campers when we see david with them when he gets back.
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the this is here is that no one reacts. like yeah niel and nerris look concerned, but thats about it. at first it might seem weird, but it actually makes more sense the longer you think about it. if theres a few days that we missed, its possible the campers would have been filled in on at least the basics of what happened to david.
so yeah theres that
theres a couple other things i wanna quickly run thru that im just gonna list here
david actually trying to land in the safest way possible when he falls from the cliff lookit ma boi flexin his knowledge
hE SMILES WHEN HE SEES THE NOTE MAX LEFT IN HIS WALLET AAAAA
im impressed the writers didnt make him an idiot for comedic effect he would absolutely know his way around the forest
bonus points for using lavender on the bee stings
how does my bitch not have ptsd or physical scars wtf
just the 'Whoops!' followed by the terror in his eyes like 'oh fuck'
i dont cry but i DO get emotionally wrecked seeing david slumped over in a canoe floating out of the lake
the way his eyes focus one after the other when he wakes up after being knocked out is... i mean i dont hate it, but its rly weird in like a good way?
and then the small 'huh?' followed by sheer terror
at one point he starts whistling the theme song and i luv it
bit of a yikes but im pretty sure getting slammed against a tree by a bear doesnt do any favours for ur ribs
wait how would he have made sure nothing got infected both for him and wolfie
also yeah pretty sure davids bi at this point just look at this bi lighting
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oh yeah my favourite thing about this episode is that we learn even when david is broken down and literally staring down death he's still the same and being kind and caring is just in his nature
HE IS PURE RIGHT DOWN TO HIS LANKY TWINK-ASS CORE THATS WHO HE IS IN HIS MOST UNADULTERATED FORM I LOVE A BITCH
im more surprised than i should be that david carries around a swiss army knife
give my man his free smoothie
i love it when david looks up at the stars and smiles. this lil bitch loves nature and being out in the wilderness so freakin much
also im legally required to mention the fact he's probably thinking something along the lines of 'everyone at camp's looking at the same stars/sky i am' or some shit like that
he throws up way more water than is healthy. like yeah ok at least its out of him now but istg it is NOT ok to ingest that much unsafe water
oh yeah he also does most of the shit he does with a concussion. ive had a serious one before, and holy shit is it so hard to do literally anything, INCLUDING WALKING, without an insane headache and almost blacking out for at least the first few hours. like jesus christ how does david do the shit he does
he literally falls down a mountain. with multiple crunches.
holy fuck this man is allergic to bees normal bee stings do NOT swell up that much
i mean at least he's not anaphylactic? I dont think?? otherwise he'd probably be dead???
love the continuation of the 'david lists tree species while sleeping' joke this fucking dork
"Well, that's not the best.."
ok im dying because i know this one survival fact and im so goddamn glad david knows this too BUT when he sees some berries, he keeps walking. why? NEVER EAT BERRIES OR PLANTS IN THE WILD UNLESS YOU'VE SEEN SOMETHING ELSE EAT IT FIRST. you never know what effect certain plants will have, or if they're poisonous or not. always make sure you know for a fact its safe before consuming something. my bitch was so hungry, but he didnt eat the fucking berries bcause he knew there was a chance they could be harmful and there were no other animals around that could have shown him whether or not they were.
the pure fucking joy when he realises he's made it back to camp is just- omfg i cant
"No, I'm not- I didnt mean to scare you, just- im not- Just please don't- ᵀᴱᴸᴸ ᵞᴼur ᴹᴼᴹ"
'Whoops!' -it was at this moment, he knew: he fucked up.
this was almost certainly intentional but i like that theres a leitmotif that plays throughout the episode thats on guitar and david plays guitar
oh yeah as if he wasnt dealing with enough from being attacked by a wild animal, the probable ptsd from Jasper is also present bcause, yknow, getting slashed across the chest and falling down a ravine is what happened to jasper too. i mean not in that order but the point still stands
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ginjointsintheworld · 3 years
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I really love your NA posts, thanks for sharing your thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears ... Okay, you might have already responded to this already, but wtf happened between Leyla's tearful "I can't work with you, Lauren" just ONE ep ago, to her "I can handle us working together" this week??? Like I get that Leyren are never gonna get as much dialogue and development as Sharpwin. But I still need the key beats of their relationship to make sense? Can you help fill in the blanks that the writers left?
anon 2:
Can you please headcanon how Leyla can go from “I can’t work with you, Lauren” to “I can handle you being here, us working together” in one episode?
anon 3:
Umm, while I'm glad Leyla is back are the writers skipping over the fact she had a very big problem with not earning it or..? It kinda caught me off guard when I saw her back at NA.
y'all know i give leeway to this show but even i have to admit they either cut some scenes or made some jumps with the expectation that the audience should connect the dots and as a result that messed with the pacing of things. i'm unsatisfied and grumbly about it to say the least but i'll wait and see if they fill in these blanks with conversations down the road.
i assume somewhere between 4x11 & 4x12 when leyla was offscreen, something happened that helped ease her feelings about not earning her residency spot. if she was still fixated on it, you'd think that when lauren offered leyla her residency spot back, she would have countered with still feeling like she didn't earn it. now whether it was a conversation with roxana and the other residents or maybe her scene with floyd that helped her get there, who knows? i like to think we would have gotten better insight into where her head and feelings were at from that deleted scene but. alas. the d(avid)emon schulner and his infinite wisdom to axe it. and i'm not against leyla resolving the not earning it mindset because i think narratively, the groundwork has been firmly, since the beginning of s4, laid out to disprove that idea. but uh, would have been nice to see leyla realize it on screen? it's a theme that leyla repeatedly struggled with though so you'd think the writers wouldn't want to just drop it. maybe now that lauren is gone from the ED, we'll see how that factors into leyla's approach to her residency and building her mentality of deserving her spot.
that being said, if leyla had more or less made her peace with earning the spot, then the focus of her hurt would be over lauren's betrayal and lies. so when it comes to the shift between "i can't work with you," to "i can handle you being here, us working together," i think leyla's biggest concern was that lauren wouldn't be able to resist picking at the wound of their fallout. that given how lauren kept calling her, texting and then showing up in floyd's office, leyla was afraid lauren would try to talk about or attempt to repair their relationship when what leyla needs at this moment, is space to process everything. look, i love lauren. i always try my best to be fair and understanding of her mindset and i do think that even if she didn't come up with the idea to leave NA, she would have respected leyla's professional boundaries while working together. but when they just had their first confrontation in 4x10, lauren chose leyla to assist her with the motorcycle accident patient because she was trying to find a way to talk to leyla about the donation. she was going to approach leyla again afterwards had max not stepped in and asked her to oversee the infected ward. so given how fraught their relationship was/is, i can understand if that was leyla's reservation over working with lauren.
but then lauren offered to leave NA and was trying to avoid leyla when they were both in the ED again and i think leyla realized that okay, lauren can give her space and respect their professional boundaries. that she didn't have to worry about the potential of lauren cornering her to talk about something she wasn't ready for. so maybe it's not perfect or sustainable forever but it's enough for leyla to coexist with lauren in their work environment. in a way i think this also softened leyla's icy demeanor with lauren too. as misguided as lauren's offer was, it also served as a reminder and proof that she genuinely understands the turmoil her actions put upon leyla and is trying to fix it, no strings attached.
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kenmasgameboy · 4 years
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May I ask for 61 and 2 were Iwaizumi cheated on the reader, and Oikawa knew but never told the reader even tho they were best friends. And she leaves them behind. Cause fuck cheaters. Angsty angst please!
bruh the way this shit made me FEEL WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU UGH im SAD. also i ended up writing SO MUCH for this omg. I loved this prompt a lot more than i thought i did. I think i put into it what i wish i said to my ex who cheated on me with my best friend. fuck!! cheaters!!
TW: arguments, long distance relationship, cheating and betrayal, swear words.
2. “When did you stop loving me?”
61. “You don’t smile anymore.”
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You had known these boys for ages. Looking at Oikawa and Iwaizumi made you feel like you were home. Iwaizumi, the man that would send you into the heavens and make you feel safe beyond any amount of doubt. You don’t remember a time when you weren’t in love with him. You don’t remember a time when you weren’t with your best friends.
But recently things are different. University made everything hard and it was like a wall had been driven between you and your happiness. The first year was the hardest, you would call Iwaizumi every night or every other night in the pain of being so far away from someone you loved so much. You’d keep things under control though, you never wanted to worry him. You thought you knew him, that if you exposed how you really felt he’d march down there in an instant. But then somewhere around a month or two into this, he stopped answering. He’d still text you in the mornings, so you didn’t give it much thought and instead turned your attention to your best friend, Oikawa.
Both of them were on the other side of the world from you. Oikawa was away in Argentina, and he still made time to talk to you. Iwaizumi was all the way in California, just doing university and not a university student and a professional volleyball team like Oikawa was. He was a completely different person than you used to know.
“What’s wrong, Y/N?” Oikawa looked over at you after about a 5-minute long pause of silence in your conversation. You were staring at your phone. You took in a deep sigh. Iwaizumi hadn’t texted in two days.
“Nothing, I’m sure it’s nothing.” You brushed it off, trying your hardest to hide those tears that threatened to sting you and fall down.
“You can tell me, right? Is it something at school? Have you made any friends?” Oikawa asked you. Reaching his hand out and laying his head against his bicep. 
“A few.” You shrugged.
“Y/N-chan, I don’t want to sound like Iwa, but I’m worried about you. You don’t smile anymore. Have you thought about going home for a few days?” He offered as a possible solution.
“I don’t want to go home if you guys aren’t there.” You grumbled, “But I was Hajime’s thanksgiving break is coming up next month, I was thinking about surprising him since I know he’ll have a week off with nothing to do.”
“I’m offended you aren’t coming to visit me!” Oikawa whined.
“I will when you finally give yourself a break!” You teased, “Plus, honestly he hasn’t texted me in days. I know it sounds stupid, we’ve been together for years, but I feel like I need to see him. Something just doesn’t feel right.”
“I think you should. But maybe you should tell him you’re coming before you go?” Oikawa suggested. Fiddling with his hair in between his index finger and thumb. 
“No way, that takes all the fun out! You said it yourself you hadn’t seen me smile recently. This will give me a reason to smile. Once I go there and we figure everything out, I’ll have my reasons again. Just please don’t tell him! I don’t want to get his hopes up and if I suddenly can’t afford it or something then he’d be disappointed.” You begged your friend, and he solemnly nodded before needing to leave.
You kept to your plan. You got on that long flight to California, landing alone and getting a uber to your boyfriend's apartment. You were so thankful you guys swapped sharing locations before leaving, it made this so much easier. You got to the door and fixed yourself nice and pretty before pulling out your phone and recording. You wanted to keep his face of surprise forever.
You knocked on the door, but the person who was surprised was you. A woman opened the door in a towel. Your face dropping.
“Is this Iwaizumi’s apartment?” You had one last shred of hope in you, you had one last string of hope in you. Please, anything but this.
“Oh my god! Wait you’re Y/N right? Hajime and Tooru always talk about you.” She smiled widely, offering her hand to you, “I’m Jess, I’m his girlfriend. He didn’t say you were coming by.”
“Babe, who is it?” You heard the love of your life's voice coming from the shower. You stopped recording on your phone.
You couldn’t control yourself, you pushed the woman in front of you to the side before she could answer for you. You ran into his bathroom, your tear-filled eyes meeting his through the shower curtain.
“Surprise.” You said your heart being smashed to pieces on the ground as you meet his face. His eyebrows raised, his body limp. He knew he was caught.
“Y/N.. What are you doing here? No, no wait.” You tried not listening to him, you walked away. Not wanting him to see your tears fall anymore, he didn’t deserve that side of you anymore. 
“Wait, who the fuck are you?” Jess asked you on your way out the door.
“She’s my fucking girlfriend.” Iwaizumi called from behind you. Following you into the street in nothing but his gym shorts.
“Stop, Hajime! I can’t even fucking look at you!” You couldn’t help but raise your voice. 
“Y/N, please I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You weren’t supposed to find out like this–” He grabbed you by the wrist but you just ripped it away from him.
“Don’t touch me! Are you fucking serious? What did you think I would say? I knew you were distant, I didn’t know if it was the timezone or what but now I understand.” It took all the strength in you to stand and face him. Your body running on the adrenaline of the betrayal and anger that coursed through you. “You fucking asshole. 4 years for it to end like this? I loved you so much. I wanted to marry you! You couldn’t have at least broken up with me like a man when you find a new girlfriend.” 
“She’s not my girlfriend– I don’t know why she told you that, babe I don’t want this to end–” Iwaizumi tried coming up with absolutely anything to say to you. The truth was he hadn’t thought about what to say at this moment. He’d replayed it in his head multiple times when he laid with other girls, at some point he convinced himself he could get away with it. That maybe he’d never have to tell you. Obviously, that dream came down in a crumbling wave of hurt and disappointment.
“Don’t you dare call me the same thing you called her. Like it even matters if you called her your girlfriend or not! It’s obviously been going on for some time. So tell me, Iwaizumi, when did you stop loving me? I need to hear it so I stop being so blind in the future.” You choked out the last bit of your words, tears fell into your mouth. You were sure you looked the ugliest you’d ever looked. It embarrassed you, but you needed to know. After this, you’d never see him again.
“I–I can’t answer that.” Iwaizumi was crying in front of you. Rubbing his eyes on the back of his wrists. “I still love you–”
“No you don’t. Iwaizumi, you feel guilty. That’s not love. I want to know how long, was she ever there when I was calling you because of how badly I missed your voice.” You refused his confession. His eyes widened, you couldn’t tell if it was the realization or the way it hurt to be rejected by you. Either way, his silence was enough to answer for you at that time.
“Did Tooru know?” You asked next to his lack of response.
“What?”
“You’re girlfriend said you and Tooru talk about me a lot. So both the closest people in my life lied to me, right? They lied to my face.” You asked him again, wanting to speed this up and get the hell out of there. He hung his head. You let out one last hiccup of pain.
“I asked him to, I told him I would tell you myself. Don’t be mad at him–” Iwaizumi begged you this time but it was too late.
“If he were a real friend of mine he should’ve told me, but he chose his side. When you stopped answering I was on the facetime with him every day. He had plenty of chances. You’re too late, Hajime. Tell Oikawa that I’m never speaking to either of you again. I’m blocking your numbers and I’m going back to Japan the next chance I can get.” You backed away, your head hanging. You didn’t know if you had any more hot tears to shed. They burned your cheeks. You hung your head down, trying to drop them onto the street instead of on your cheeks.
“Y/N... Please...” He begged weakly, his arm extending to touch your shoulder. He tried to bring you into his chest but you put your hands out to his chest. Your skin felt like it was going to fall off, he didn’t give you the comforting feeling of love and home and happiness anymore.
“No. This is the last time you’re ever seeing me.” You said it, looking into his eyes one final time. You could never do this, you felt like everything had been flushed down a clogged toilet. How would you ever move on from this?
“Where are you going?” He asked you, trailing at your heels.
“Away from you.” You spat, pulling out your phone. You were trying to look for an uber in the area.
“No, please let me take you somewhere safe, this isn’t a good neighborhood! And I know you got a C in English. Please, I’ll protect you, even if I need to follow from further away or something, I can call you someone and we can talk again tomorrow–” Iwaizumi was really trying, he pulled out his own phone and tried to look for something in his contacts list but you refused. 
“That’s coming from the person who hurt me the most. You have no place in my life anymore. Just leave me the hell alone.” You said this without looking behind you, “Goodbye, Hajime.” 
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jenna’s 5k celebration dialogue prompts!
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Hey guys! So even though I mostly post Voltage USA related content on the blog, I also did/do play some of Voltage Japan games as well. Though I don't really anymore considering that it mostly consists of men and also lis these days are either predictable or boring sooooo.... But if there was one franchise in the Voltage Japan that I love to play, it's the Liar games! The game are basically calling out fake assholes and finding the "right" person and the stand out in these games is usually the MCs cause their not the usual MCs that voltage puts out. So I'm gonna talk about them from worst to best. Some people might get mad while some might agree but anyway let's get it
Also Spoiler Warning so if you want to play Liar yourself.... don't read this
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Compared to the other two MCs on this list, SS MC feels so boring to say the least and might I say.....kind of dumb. Like the whole purpose of this game is to get suspicious and gather clues from other people but sometimes she gets suspicious over the most stupidest things, like in the last chapter of the game she keeps thinking Shotaro is lying to her cause he kept touching his nose which is supposably a sign that someone is lying when A. a day ago she literally watched a commercial about allergy medicine and she said herself that it was allergy season so you would think that he has allergies and B. Unless you were like a terrible liar then you wouldn't touch your nose that much if you're lying. Also in the 7th chapters, she thought her friends were trying to steal Shotaro/Sosuke from her when she literally isn't going out with either one of them at the time and she didn't know who she liked again at the time, like wtf. Also another thing is that unlike the other two MCs who have jobs and that's why they have money to get shit, this mc was born into a wealthy family so her relatability is already done by a lot, I don't want to read about how every night she can go partying with friends with loads of money while I can't even bye movie tickets. P.s. Her and Shotaro become endgame in the story and they are literally one of the most unbelievable couples in the liar series, especially on her part.
2. Now people might get mad at me for this placement but
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Yeah ok so let's talk about the positives first: she's pretty, she's knows how to stand her ground and fight back, and she at least has a job so that's cool......now for the negatives and the main one is that she's a hypocritical bitch. Like idk if I'm the only one who thinks this but I just don't like her. She consistently judges other based on their appearances even if their a nice person and I kind of lowkey think she's homophobic considering her reaction to Johnny whenever she meets him (Johnny best character btw) same with the SS mc. And she swears that she's like the most perfect person ever when she's lying about her life and lifestyle to her other suitors in order to get her perfect man ugh... Two examples of her being a complete hypocrite is in the 7th chapter she accuses Kazuki of being an addict, with her only major evidence being that he's tired alot and white power she found, and turns he's not an addict at all but he infact has a heart condition that if he doesn't take his medicine he will likely die. And does she apologize for accusing him for being an addict....nope that would be too nice of her, she instead just says she feels bad she accused him and just leaves....with no apology.....wtf. Another example is actually in the squeal of Itaru's story where she finds that he actually knew her since childhood and he has loved her all this time (not sure why, he needs to get better taste) and decided to change for her because she actually called him ugly before in said childhood when he did confess to her and then she has the audacity to call him a complete liar afterwards and that she can't believe he deceived her WHEN SHE IS LITERALLY DOING THE SAME THING YOU FUCKING HYPOCRITICAL ASSHOLE... I'm not going to ramble anymore so just to recap, I do not like this bitch but she's certainly more interesting then the SS MC (Itaru, you deserve better then this fucking bitch and I hope in whatever universe you can find someone better)
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Yes! This is my favorite mc and probably the best mc (at least in the English version) in the liar series! First of all, she can actually take care of herself and knows how actually take stuff seriously and be professional about it. Even if she doesn't like somebody she's know she can't flip out over them because it wouldn't be the right time or place to do so, especially in an office setting. I also actually like how they handled her and her ex-boyfriend's (Taichi) plot line as she doesn't really forgive him but she knows that he's at least sorry and feeling guilty about cheating on her with her fucking bitch of a friend, and that they can put it aside and go their separate ways (unlike the other stories in the series) it's the same with the people she exposed, besides some people who left because she either didn't want them for things that were either gross or unforgivable, she remains mature with them and knows that even though that they can't be trusted, she works with because well they still have the job but also they're trying to be better. I also think she has some of the best relationships with the characters, especially with Keisuke, who is her endgame in work and love. God I love their relationship, like it's start off with Keisuke being kind of cold to her but it eventually turns into a relationship filled with respect and even minor teasing with one another, plus he's legit the only one in the cast of characters who actually went to her apartment in the liar storyline and got to be more comfortable with her, god I love them both. Anyway the OD MC is one of the best MCs in the series and I absolutely love her. Bonus points to her having a cute-ass cat.
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goodguydotmp3 · 4 years
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two questions: why don’t you like harry and do you really think harry villanized the weed video or do you think that was the people attempting to court him (azoffs)
Whew, this is a long one folx!
Why don’t you like Harry [Styles]?
Let me preface this response by saying that I’m a pretty new “fan” if one can still call me that. I got into the One Direction fandom in the summer of last year, and much of my opinions of the boys where shaped by fan reactions. After gathering more and more information however, I realized that the fandom and I were wrong about some things, and over hyping others. 
Still, it wasn’t until this year that I actually broke out of the Harry-centric bubble to realize that the shady goings on where much worse than I originally thought. Add to this my realization that Harry’s music really doesn’t withstand the test of time, and that his persona is pretty Stagnant, and I’ve come to feel rather bamboozled.
Of course I know that the entire point of his PR team is to sway public opinion of him one way, and if I ate it up that was part of the plan. That doesn’t mean I have to like it. It also doesn’t mean I feel any less hurt about it. It also doesn’t mean that I like when other people fawn over him, as quite a lot of what I’m going to say has been public knowledge, and some of it before I was even a fan.
A. Music
 Actually getting to a big part of the problem here, his music isn’t good. Well, not long term like I said in the preface. He doesn’t really have much of a vocal range despite being a singer for more than ten years. He does not care and acts like he does, often leading to him sounding like he’s screaming instead of singing. He’s lyrics are boring and flat, and his melodies are fine, they just don’t make up for his unmemorable lyrics. I personally think that the cause is him more heavily relying on song writers to fill in more in more, but that’s mostly because I don’t want to believe that the same person who wrote Happily and Olivia also wrote At the Dining Table and Treat People With Kindness, because that would just mean he’s getting worse or putting forth less effort. 
Of course one could argue that I’m not a professional, I don’t have the necessary Jargon to correctly critique, and I’m no longer a singer so I can’t even do what he does. But to that I say fuck off. I know what sounds good! I know what I like! 
Even more than that though, If you bought a product (non food), and you could only use that product for the first two weeks you bought it, you’d say it was a shit product! You’d scream from the rooftops that no one should ever buy this product because it’s crap! Well guess what? I pre-ordered Fine Line just to listen for two weeks and never pick it up again except for golden, she’s a funky tune every couple months. 
Besides the test of time, there is still the subject of actual talent/listenability if you will. I feel there’s four main categories when I listen to music that makes it worth listening to
1.Amazing voice
2.Awesome lyrics
3.Funky/ cool ass melody/Beat
4.Catchy as hell
Now, a song doesn’t need to be all four, however the more they have the more likely I am to like the song. Also, I’ve said “main categories” because I’ve definitely had songs were I just through the beat drop was cool, or maybe the bridge was sick as hell, or maybe I just liked the pacing or the way the singer/singers stressed a note. Alternatively there is a sweet spot for me of super depressing lyrics but a melody/ that makes you want to dance. See: most of After Laughter by Paramore, Lola By Mika. But in general, those four usually make me love a song long term.
If it’s an album, it usually Just has to sound like it belongs on the same album/ tell a story. Like I really don’t like albums that sound like it’s just a playlist of songs personally. I should be able to listen to a song and go “oh yeah, that’s off --- album” or I didn’t like the album as a whole. An album is a bit like an outfit to me. It’s not going to be all tops, nor does it need to be monochromatic, but it does need to go together
For Example, I love Four as an album. I thought it was amazing. I still hate Spaces and Illusion. I hate both of their melodies, I don’t like the Illusion intro, I’m not to keen on those lyrics, and they’re definitely not catchy, I skip every time. 
So taking that logic to Harry’s music, I think HS1 works very well as an album, almost all of the songs sound like they’re supposed to be there. And I hate every song but Kiwi. The lyrics are boring/don’t make a ton of sense, the melodies definitely don’t make up for that, he doesn’t have the range, and none of them are catchy! And then you get to Kiwi and she’s got that vibe you know? She’s a pop punk bop and I cannot fucking believe that Harry has one pop punk bop among unmemorable pop rock album.
Going to Fine line, It’s not as great as an album. There are some songs that don’t really feel like they fit? Like just going through the album, cherry doesn’t have any business being there? Like the lyrics fit sure, but what is that weird intro and outro? It probably would have been fine If the song didn’t have those two, but having them there upset the pace a bit I felt. And then there was Treat People With Kindness, which was really Jarring and doesn’t feel like it belongs on the album at all? It  actually feels like it’s trying to be Kiwi - it’s loud and garish, and the lyrics are trying to be carefree, but! It just doesn’t work! TPWK sounds like Hippie music! Kiwi sounds like Brendon Urie could sing it and people would be like “good ol Panic!”. And then the album goes back down into Fine line the song, which again is Jarring because you’ve had this TPWK monstrosity right before it.
Then, looking at the overarching theme of his music, It’s whiny piss baby music He hates to take responsibility for his actions! It’s all in his lyrics! And don’t get me wrong, I love Honest lyrics, but not if the person is an asshole! LIke I fucking hate confessions by Usher specifically becasue he’s talking about how much he’s a piece of shit in the most whiny and piss baby way, making it all about him and no the people he hurt. I also really hate that one song that Zayn did with Usher and Chris Brown, because you have these awful men completely misunderstanding what it means to write a love song, and then you have Zayn at the very end all like “actually I really am in love tho…” Esp Chris browns verse! It boils down to “Hey I know I was a asshole seven billion times but I miss you tho :(“ GIRL BYE! 
Harry sounds the exact same though, Except he can’t even blame himself for his own mistakes, and just wades through self pity about how the object of his affection won’t love him even though he didn’t even do anything except it wasn’t his fault and why are you still mad it wasn’t even his fault and he was young and reckless and drunk and horny. Like??? WRITE A NEW SONG TAYLOR SWIFT 2.0! There’s only so much you can repackage the same narrative before it becomes stale no Cinderella does not count keep that shit coming. And It really jumps out in his writing, even through 1d, although I will say there were some catchy beats, and awesome lines to keep him afloat back then. Although wtf was Walking in the Wind??? Choke!
Then there are the melodies I’m talking post wondee here which often give this 70’s pop rock vibe. Which fine I guess, it’s his brand, but that doesn’t make it interesting. Or new. Or fresh. Or an interesting take. 
Now I completely understand relying on nostalgia to boost people’s opinion, but you could at leas have the decency to actually have good music. For Example, Miss you by Louis Tomlinson has a very distinctive pop rock feel, but it’s also an amazing song. Great lyrics, amazing voice, catchy liddle diddy that happens to be reminiscent of that 2005- 2010 punk pop/emo pop feel. Sour diesel has that like,,,basey 90s pop feel, and it fucking works with the lyrics, and of course his voice is beautiful. When Walls dropped and Lou put out that playlist of songs that were an inspiration, you can hear the influences when you listen to the album, but they’re also really good songs in their own right, with amazing lyrics, and Louis’ distinctive voice. Comparing that to Harry, it seems like he’s mostly relying on people’s nostalgia rather than actually good music.
Okay so this last point I’m making on music is a little petty but it’s been like a week and I’m still pissed about it so I’m saying it now. Someone said that Harry Styles is the best pop rock artist right now???? Just admit that you don’t listen to pop rock tf. Louis Tomlinson is right there. Brendon Urie is right there. Mika is right there. Haley Williams is right there. Janell Monae is right there. I don’t listen to a lot of pop rock lol but i feel my point has been made
B. Public Persona
He get’s so much clout! SO MUCH CLOUT! For doing the bare minimum (this is not specifically about the fandom, that’s for later)! People will write all these glowing reviews of him for him??? Being polite??? Like okay and? Just because a person is polite doesn’t mean they’re fucking Jesus??? There’s a million and one stories so i’m not fucking looking them up but there’s the pizza story and the fish story and the plane story and the snl story and the Stormzy story and the WS story on and on and on! Stop giving this man brownie points for basic human decency. “I didn’t expect him to be like that!” okay is that because of their perception of what a rock star is supposed to be like? Because in that case we need to start holding people accountable for being assholes. Or is it because he seems like an asshole. Cause valid.
I also don’t like him leaning so heavily on the queer image thing. Like! If that’s how he likes to express himself, Fine, But so much of it is just...so manufactured! And I Know I’ve heard people say oh well he wore the one rainbow on his lapel that one time or he wore the shirt or he wore the Keith Harring.
1. That Rainbow pin is sus as hell I don’t care what ya’ll say It absolutely screams set up, if he wanted to not be seen he would have not been seen 
2. That goes for literally every other time. I can’t believe it’s not a set up to push a queer image. (that he profits from!)
3. If he actually did his homework on Keith Harring he’d know that the man was a predator, and he wouldn’t have worn those shirts. It seems so performative! To add to that, does he know now? If so, why isn’t he using his platform to correct his mistake? Why didn’t he come out and let people know not to buy Harring’s stuff??? He knows the pull he has! He absolutely could have been like “I’ve made a mistake, if you are looking for queer artists to support, here’s some” But he fucking doesn’t
4. To add on to that last part, It is actually sus that he gets to profit off of this queer image, and yet the only queer voices that he’s propping up are white gays. And then not even directly? Not a “queer artists, esp queer artists of color are important and need their voices boosted because they are the back bone of society” but this wink nod type of deal, where again, he mainly boosts white gays.like??? One queer black woman that doesn’t work for the Azoffs, and then a bunch of white gays. Like?? That’s not racist to anyone else???????Just me? okay.
Now from a professional point of view, it’s even worse. I’m not saying that artists can’t be campy or blurr gender lines, or imply that they ‘re queer subtly. But I think it’s fucking disrespectful to play both ends. Like, he profits off of using the queer image, all while Dancing around the subject, but then on the back end he never says that Homophobes/Transphobes aren’t allowed in his fandom. He gives this empty ass tpwk and then washes his hands of it. 
Don’t get me wrong, I am always upset when people who have lots of queerphobes in their fandom bullying and harassing the actual queer people never say anything to let queerphobes know they’re unwelcome (clearly money is better than morals) but for me it’s an extra kick to the gut for it to literally profit Harry to seem queer. Look at that time that  gay company sold out shirts in less than an hour,because harry was wearing it and tell me people aren’t throwing money at him because they feel he’s queer. 
C. Fashion
This one is a really rough one for me because this is partially what drew me into Harry in the first place. But he’s really not all that in terms of fashion. He’s expensive certainly, but sometimes, the things that are more expensive are worse. Even When He’s not looking like a grandparent out on the town, his style is very dated, and yet he gets paraded around like he’s the freshest new thing?? Like who is his team paying of for him to get that many articles about how he’s fashion’s biggest star. And the thing is, his style is even dated for the mainstream. There’s already a post about how he copies prominent pop/pop rock stars of the 70s, which means that his style is 50 years old for the mainstream. Now don’t get me wrong, I think it’s totally fine if you’re addicted to seventies wear. I don’t think he should be heralded as this huge fashion star if his wardrobe is this dated
Even more than that. Gucci???? The Gucci with a history of Racism?? The Gucci with the child labor??? The Gucci with the 14 hour days Gucci??? Ugly ass Gucci????? Soulja Boy don’t even fuck with Gucci no more and he fuck with Gucci since like 2007. (although that was because of the racism, not cause it’s ugly)
I think that bothers me the most though. Like it’s not enough to exploit people, you also have to be tacky ugly and expensive???? For what??? @Gucci cease to exist please.
If Harry wants to be tacky ugly and expensive, that’s of course his rights to do so! But don’t act like he’s at the very pinnacle of fashion every time he does. 
I’m actually always very conflicted about that. I personally prefer a style that’s very loud and campy and avant garde but like,,,,that ain’t it. Maybe it’s something you got it or ya don’t??? Like for example Billy Porter could wear a trashbag and make it work. The expensive sweaters and the slacks? The suits? Not a good look on one Harry Styles. Maybe it’s because they’re expensive sweaters and slacks and expensive suits. What are you, Ted from accounting??? Grow up.
D. Treat People With Kindness
Ugh this is the thing that pisses me off like the second to most. This phrase is so fucking empty. You could not have made up a more corporate mandated phrase if you fucking tried. It stands for nothing! Just like him!
Let’s break it down. “Treat people with kindness” is, at face value, a call to action. It’s asking you to do something. But it doesn’t actually tell you what to do!! So it’s pretty inoffensive! You don’t actually have to change your behavior in anyway for two main reasons:
1. What the hell is Kindness??? This phrase never actually says what it is??? It’s just this short little punchy thing that assumes you know what kindness is! What if you didn’t actually know? What if you have differing ideals of what is considered kindness? I mean to my mother, Misgendering me is kindness, but I don’t think that’s kindness. To my father, not letting his children have autonomy is kindness, but I don’t find that kind. And yet they could both use that phrase and feel confident that they go around treating people with kindness. After all they cooked dinner didn’t they? They smiled at Janice from public relations didn’t they? That’s kindness right?
2. It also assumes you know what “people” are. Queer people are people. Queerphobes don’t consider queer people, people. Racists aren’t going to consider some people, people. So they can continue their harassment and dehumanization of them and still be treating people with kindness, because they never harmed actual people (to them)
E. Harry bots
Bitch?? Corporate spies?? Tf ??? That’s not weird to ya’ll ?? I think the thing that shocked me more than someone from Colombia records admitting that he manufactures the hype around people signed to Colombia, is the fact that the Fandom been knew!!!! Ya’ll been knew and ya’ll wasn’t gon tell me???????? I just found out last week wtf????????
Another thing I don’t like about them Harry bots, is it’s one thing to hype up Harry, but why tf do they need to shit on the other boys??? Is it because they’re more talented, good looking, and charming??? How about you get good!!!! I esp hate that it’s usually Louis. What is Corporate’s obsession with putting Louis down like? What a bunch of fucking weirdos?? It’s not enough to be a Harry fan and live up his ass, I gotta hate Louis too?? You lost yo damn mind. If you reading this and you a spy? Die.
F. Capitalism
Honestly that should be the end of it but here the fuck we go I guess. Now I get that there is going to be some capitalism involved when you get music, especially mainstream music, there are tones of articles out there with people who used to be in the industry telling you about how fucking awful it is, all in the pursuit of money. (Which isn’t fucking real by the way! We made it up! People out here getting traumatized! Belittled! Bullied! Married off! So some corporation can make all the money! The Imaginary Credits! That we made up! I hate it here!) 
But it’s another fucking thing to participate in a capitalist system? He invested into that one sleep app, even going to do one of the voice sessions (So you could have Harry Styles themed sleep paralysis) and you pay for that! He makes money off that! It’s not enough that you buy his mediocre music or his ugly ass merch, you also have to give him money through the sleep paralysis app. 
Then there was that Google Camp for Rich People Only! I don’t even want to fucking hear that it was on Climate Change oh wow all the rich people took helicopters and Yachts to a resort with manicured lawns??? To talk about how they treat the environment? That’s not at all Counter intuitive! Not at all for show! Fucking disgusting.
Oh and the Covid Shirt! Really bitch??? You need to Profit off a deadly pandemic? Are you profiting off of AIDS next you fucking bastard. And he can of course get a tax write of for his “ charitable donation” fuck off.
G. Racism
This! This is the thing that gets me the most! YA’LL CAN EXCUSE RACISM???
No, I’m not talking about the Native American Headdress thing, that was plenty despicable on it’s own, No I’m talking about the on going racism. The whole, using black people for clout and then dropping them and never returning the favor when they sing his praises thing. Specifically I’m thinking of Sis the activist, Stormzy, and Lizzo. 
The Lizzo thing pisses me off the most actually. I think it’s very fucking convenient that Harry started taking interest in Lizzo after there was uproar from black fans noting his hypocrisy of performing for Pepsi (Notoriously racist) and Having BLM sticker on his guitar. So he shows up at one of her concerts dressed like a senior citizen that got lost on the way to the retirement home bathroom. She looked fucking amazing and he couldn’t put forth the effort to at least not look senile. Then there was the covering of her songs, and then there was the cuddling up with her at the awards show. Funny how I haven’t seen any interaction after the fact! And Of course everyone forgot about the Pepsi concert! Fuck all the way off!!
Also! Are we just never going to talk about the fact that he didn’t comment on the blm protests earlier this year until his team could gauge whether or not it would be profitable to do so by DATA MINING HIS FAN BASE???? And then when he actually did he got the most praise for it, truly fucking hate it here. Also when he marched with those protesters he made sure we knew it was him. There were posts flouting around everywhere on how to best cover up to make yourself completely unrecognizable should you wind up on camera or fucking worse, get attacked by the police. Funny how Close Sprouse could follow the advice and not Harry? Also supper funny how he got the hell out of dodge before things got super bad and I have not heard anything on the matter since. Guess what Harry??? We’re still out here fighting for the rights to exist! Still wanna have a photo op while our own government tries to squash us with force????? This is like that Jenner Pepsi ad but with sunglasses and a pandemic.
H. Fandom
I think I would hate him less if I didn’t have to hear about him every hour of everyday. Stop Hyping this man so much. Even after unfollowing and blocking a bunch of Harries and Larries he’s all across my dash. And twitter. And insta. KURTIS CONNER FUCKING LIKES HIM I JUST WANTED CRACK CONTENT AND NOW LOOK. 
I. Conclusion.
After writing all this I think the running theme is that Harry Styles isn’t even a person, he’s a brand. I do not like or trust brands! And I definitely don’t like being advertised to! Just like It’s fake as fuck when Absolut is all about queer rights, it’s fake as fuck when Harry does it too. Just like I know Target doesn’t actually care about Black lives, I know Harry doesn’t either. People are always like “oh he’s so nice!” no! He’s polite! There’s a difference. Zayn Is a truly kind person. Liam is a truly kind person. Louis is a truly kind person. It shines though so brightly all the time, and yet people are really out here worshiping the Brand Harry Styles. 
Do I think It was Harry or The Azoffs throwing Zouis under the bus. 
Truly doesn’t matter! Whichever one did it, Harry was totally fine with it! Which tells me that he doesn’t give a shit about anyone but himself. He’ll go along with anything as long as it gets him to the top, and that’s fucked up on one million and one levels
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allthingsfern · 3 years
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In order, my responses to comments in Reply of my COVID19 era post that was my answer to my question “My answer to my questions: Has the era of COVID19 changed your photography? How? And perhaps also, why?“ I am so confused now...
adventuresofalgy
Algy thinks you are lucky and - certainly if compared with Europeans - perhaps quite unusual in not having experienced a more profound effect on your creative outlets and expression. Many of Algy's creative friends have experienced wide-ranging and often severe impacts on their creativity and associated motivation - and therefore on their mental health as well.
themazette
As @adventuresofalgy Jenny said.... you are lucky...
I am indeed very lucky, or as I think of it, blessed. However, it is no way a US thing, nor even a California thing. I add California, because I know many in the US and around the world think of the Golden State as a haven, a progressive, hippie filled state that is all about peace and love and marijuana. However, that is far from the truth. California is like Germany in the 1920s and 30s. There was Berlin, where there was a wildness in the city that was not shared, and was often looked-down on, by those in the majority of the country, who lived in more conservative areas and who, often, economically could not afford the grand life of partying Berliners. In California it is the same. Except for a few urban areas, the state is full of very conservative folks, and for them, like for those in the cities (and in the rest of the world) this COVID19 era has been devastating. Well, and the fires for Californians have been too.
Even in this cool college town where I live, which is lovely and quiet and inspiring, the painfully empty streets, movie theaters, restaurants, shops (think of all those unemployed people) is (still) staggering. In mid-March last year, right after lockdown, I took several phone videos of the deserted street in our town and the campus, but I could not bring myself to share them, since I knew that so many others here on Tumblr were experiencing the same desolation in many different ways. (I figured: “Why add to the sorrow we are living, almost globally?”) I was overwhelmed by the emptiness of the major (well, major for a small town of around 65,000 people) street where I live and the empty bicycle trails and street on campus. And by empty, I mean that even now, I see maybe 3 cyclists per hour, and very little car traffic. Remember, this is a bicycle town; I do not own a car, doing most all my errands on my bike with its 2 fordable baskets in the rear.
And now, over a year later, that same heavy, oppressive emptiness persists. And no, I am not used to it. And yes, I traveled over the last year, but I found the same suffocating blanket of emptiness in each city I visited, even in Las Vegas. It was unnerving. As a matter of fact, last year when I drove to San Francisco 2 months after lockdown for my birthday, I wound up getting depressed and disoriented, in a city where I lived for almost 7 years. Driving back home across the Golden Gate Bridge with tears of sadness in my eyes on my birthday was not what I expected. However, I did get some solid photos of the malaise that hung thick in the air, a malaise that physically took up the space that once was taken up by crowds of people.
Now, I am also very aware that my situation is unique. (Not a fan of the word exceptional, since it can mean both unique and special, and I do not see my situation as special.) My life situation is very unique in that I have a job I love and I work with a great team of characters. We get work done and we have fun, share about our lives. My job is often, especially since COVID19 first got noticed in early 2020, stressful and demands my colleagues and I learn (and sometimes then teach) lots of new technology and that we adapt to the vagaries of the technology gods, which are sometimes unfriendly and unresponsive. And a big part of my job is trying to figure out how to get the technology gods to like us again and grace us with their gifts. (I never realized, until now, with this discussion, that the troubleshooting that is a big part of my job is creative and probably fuels my photographic creativity. Who knew?) Yet, as a group, my colleagues and I support each other. And I am fortunate to count my closest colleague, Steve, as a friend. We have been a great emotional support to each other over the years and now through this COVID19 era. And I recently was reminded (as if I needed reminding) just how unique my work situation is because I participated in a committee that was going over responses to a UC Davis-wide survey exploring levels of employee satisfaction. My 2 colleagues who were also on that committee and I did not have the complaints that others from other departments shared. We work well together, have supportive management that share what is going on and include us (as mush as possible) in the decision making process. And as a department, we get stuff done.
Possibly the best example of how blessedly unique my situation is is what happened this morning when I was talking (yes, on ZOOM) with my immediate supervisor. We discussed the work related stuff, including how at around 10:30 pm the night before I figured something out about an online tool integration I had never done before that I knew was easy but I did not see as easy until I reread the overly complicated instructions a couple of times and just figured out how and where to cut and paste the lines of code (it was that easy, just fucking cut and paste some lines of JSON code) that got the fucking thing to work. Then we talked about his dealing with his young children returning to school and how “normal” now is not “normal” from before and how disruptive the whole thing has been, yet since we work in a supportive atmosphere (and are both salaried), he was able to deal and keep living.
Then, and you are gonna love this, I shared about my original COVID19 question post and the responses and pretty much said to him what I am sharing here.
We talked for a little over an hour. That kind of rapport is rare, for any job, anywhere.
And then there is another way my situation is unique. In some ways, previous “bad things” were actually a preparation for this era of physical distance and uncertainty. In mid-2019, from July to August, first because of my work related bowling concussion and then an antibiotic resistant infection, I was bedridden for about 5 weeks and then had several absences because of concussion issues, like sudden and extreme anger flare ups, nausea, headaches. But however bad I thought that concussion and infection were, the concussion induced forgetfulness and my desire to sharpen my mind and nurture and nourish it have lead me to become, in my old age, organized. I now often take notes of important stuff, add work and personal dates and notes to my Outlook calendar, and even know what day it is, which bugs my colleagues who often find they have no idea what day and/or date it is. Yep, unique, but the bad concussion shit got me to be organized in ways that I was never able to be before, no matter what I tried. This time, I just fucking get organized, without thinking about it too much. And if I fuck up with my being organized, like I did the other day for work, I admit it, fix it, and move on.
Preparation for isolation (and unexpected natural threats) came by way of the 2018 Northern California (the region where I live) fires that year, which caused the campus to shut down for about a week. (As my friend Steve called it, the smoking break.) And for work, my colleagues and I faced a couple of long term, emergency technical outages that impacted all of the UC Davis faculty, one of them for over a month. Pretty much on a professional and personal level, I was, if not ready, at least getting used to the WTF of whatever life decides to surprise me with. (And lets not forget the really bad fire last September, seen in this video I posted of ash “snow” falling. We did not have to shut down the campus because there was no one there anyway.)
Another aspect of this last year, and one that has been present in my life for a few years now, is the BLM movement and the brutal police violence against Black people in this country. As someone who was a teaching assistant and taught in African American Studies and worked closely with students of color on campus in a student run organization, I was and am still devastated, in part because I know, from hearing so many personal accounts, the pain many of my friends, former colleagues, and former students, are still facing and how overwhelmed they felt and still feel. I understand, if as an outsider, their emotional exhaustion. This has been going on for a while, plus add the years of anti-immigrant hate against the Latinx in the US and the rising tide of violent hate against Asians, and yes, it has been sorrowful. Heartbreaking. And I have, in several ways, including my photography, tried to capture the sorrow and resilience of US people of color. It hurts, almost physically, that many people of color are just tired of talking and dealing with the hate.
So, yes, my situation is unique, but with its own emotionally draining weight. And yes, I am extremely grateful. This leads to the other 2 comments in Reply:
kkomppa
Thank you for sharing, Fern. Very interesting. Like you, I would say my output hasn’t changed much. However, I have sought locations deeper in the wilderness. This has been fulfilling.
schwarzkaeppchen
Really interesting thoughts. We live in strange times, but creativity and motivation comes and goes for so many different reasons. My photography has changed a lot. I used to work as a photographer at events and took portraits for fun... Now I'm officially a portrait photographer.
Both of these comments point to another unique aspect of my life situation: For some of us, our photography and how we do it, has not changed much, and if it has, that has been a part of our overall experience with this art form we love so much.
For me, because of my depressive tendencies, the Zen of photography, at least the way I do it, is therapeutic. And I do not use the  term “Zen” lightly here, because my spiritual life has helped me come to terms with the WTF surprises that are pretty much life, if at times the WTF of it is more impactful, as it is during this COVID19 era. And that is part of what I was trying to share with my original post: Before this period of isolation and disorientation, I was already coming to grips with the gospel truth that “creativity and motivation comes and goes for so many different reasons.” as @schwarzkaeppchen​ said. In no way do I diminish the anguish flared up by these bleak times that impact so many around the world. And really, when you think about it, bleak times have been a norm, at least here in the US, since late 2016, though, of course, lockdowns and physical distance make it all worse. But, at least for me, I try to learn from the bleak times, even if I abhor going through them. And when dealing with the highs and lows of creative energy, at least for me, I have a calm certainty that photography is part of my life and I do not have to worry, since I only love it more each day. And the other side to my certainty is that if someday my love of photography fades, some other treasure of creativity will replace it.
Let’s be real, because of photography. I think about stuff like this and get to have discussions with so many great Tumblr original photographers.
And I am grateful for it, and no, this is not unique to my life situation. I know many of us love being here and sharing the good, the bad, the confounding.
Please think about joining @tvoom and me for InConverversation this month. It has been a long time since we talked, and this COVID19 era will be our topic.
I am grateful for all y’all.
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