#im so sick of this discourse leave me alone

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

Every time I make a Pro-Palestine post, I get sent death threats and hate mail by alt-right Zionists. As does anyone brave enough to speak out on the genocide that’s currently unfolding. Yet y’all want me to have sympathy for Taylor Swift because she would be risking her “safety” if she spoke out on “political” matters??? Y’all are so out of touch with reality it’s sickening.

Take a minute out of your insular lives to check out the college students risking their education and their safety to protest genocide. Or the long list of celebrities such as SZA, Hozier and The Weeknd who have shown solidarity with the Palestinian cause. Or the millions of people all across the world who show solidarity through protesting, donating or posting.

Please, stop telling me you’re worried for a billionaire’s safety. Specifically a billionaire who used to speak out on issues because she wanted to be “on the right side of history” but abandoned that rhetoric once she rose to the top of the charts again.

[spatio-rift]

9/10 and 24/25 :3

Yesss thank you Smiles so sweetly. 💙

9. worst part of canon: we all know about this... taka(+orochimaru)s characterization thrown away in the war for jokes or to act as plot devices... i fear i may never forgive kishimoto. the atmosphere wasnt so tense that we needed karin to be crazy about sasuke again + that overt about wanting sasuke to bite her (?!). why is suigetsu acting like he wasnt captured and experimented on by orochimaru but worked for him like karin. why is juugo acting like sasuke is kimimaro when he clearly made the difference before. orochimarus weirdass change of heart because we needed the hokages to show up. or even suigetsu randomly stumbling upon a convenient scroll detailing how to undo shiki fuujin and his first thought (before he meets sasuke again) is to pocket it because it would be useful for sasuke?? like why was it in suigetsus hideout of all places. why does suigetsu even know what it means. im sorry i just dont think orochimaru discussed the matter of his arms & the first 4 hokages souls over the vivisection table and i dont believe sasuke ever brought it up during hebitaka because WHY WOULD HEEE. etc etc etc like am i making sense? they really are just there to move the plot along and play out a joke once in a while. nothing about what happened when taka separated matters at all in the war theyre barely even characters

10. worst part of fanon: 100% the tendency to make everyone friends i think its so boring!!! like in what world are taka invited to karuis wedding? in what world is karin a guest star on the real housewives of konoha (=joining them for brunch). what exactly do temari and karin have in common other than both having the Kishimoto Woman Personality Type #1.

its so much more fun to have characters who just cant stand each other. naruto dislikes taka for literally no reason and its hilarious we should keep it that way. no way im ever believing karui genuinely befriends sakura i think they should HATE having to see each other all the time because their girls are besties. it will always feel more natural &balanced to me + im more inclined to believe 2 characters whove never talked to each other could be great friends if youve also considered who they DONT mesh with at all.

24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse: im trying to remember the sort of discourse ive seen on twitter… but i think i will be boring and say like anything about sakura honestly and especially her relationship with sasuke. the only thing i can think about rn is her fake confession to naruto i dont know what about it gets people going THAT much but they are naastyyy about it.

discourse about Saradas REAL Mom i also steer clear of as much as i can. disgusting. nasty. rancid. i hate that its still a thing people argue about in 2024

you could literally say anything about a naruto woman and it will bring up disgusting discourse honestly

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing: i cant remember anything specific and i know i will feel silly right after posting because like 5 different things will immediately come back to me. here are a few

-> that sasukes ending sucks but everything could be fixed if he got to travel the world with taka. because he #DeservesIt. no the fuck he doesnttttt he should go on his own since he wants them to leave him alone so much.

-> i guess more generally all the complaints about narutos ending SPECIFICALLY about everyone getting married and having kids. i really dont careeee the kids are cute the pairings were set in stone from the beginning everyone is happy. im happy. who give a shit.

also its not exactly a complaint but every other comment on any kind of naruto side content (like sasuke retsuden manga etc) being like "this is awesome not like that trash boruto" SHUT UP!!!! i understand not liking the story of boruto and i understand feeling disappointed by it as a sequel to naruto but you dont have to bring it up all the time!! just move on!!! ignore it!!! you will be much happier!!!

[mafuyumagnet]

i strongly dislike proshippers but please . no more proship discourse can we just leave each other alone can we just learn to block and move on!!! im sick of each side harassing the other!!!!

i genuinely dont care if you talk shit about the other side just stop harassing each other dammit!!! do you think you're gonna make anything better with harassment? do you? do you think the problem will be solved if you doxx people? do you?

im soo sick of fandoms sometimes lmaoo ,,,, so glad i live in my own little bubble most of the time / yall make me wish i could live in my own lil bubble forever... undisturbed ...

[baelmoder]

it really is a godsend that nobody is here

i've always felt like i lived in a shadow, maybe of some building that nobody else could really see, despite all of them living within it. now i think that building is god, but it is a dead and uncaring god, or it is asleep, and i dont want to awaken it. everything is sunlight, and god is the sun, and sunlight burns me because i am unfit for it. who knows what kind of unholy bullshit is going to come out of that building when i tickle its belly the residents already hate me lets shelf that for a second lol

i left twitter, let's say, more than two years ago. i was on it for a few years? and before that i was basically never actually on social media. there were a few moments where i /tried/ to enter some community or another? like i joined a souncloud mashup server once (the atrium), and i briefly entered a discord for an anime essay channel, but i left and i got kicked out because i was saying ass backwards reactionary logic shit. so the biggest thing i ever did was Be Kae Dotmoe, and what that meant was, plunging blindly into anitwitter, orbiting around the plasuible deniability right wing podcaster losers like Polyphemus, until I found kayfaraday, resident extremely weird christian chiptune artist who at least creatively had the same affect as me, of the sort of nonsensical schizophrenia on which postmodernist ficiton thrives and upon which fascism subsists. nazism, like, relies on genocide to build the pyramids, and relies on people like me to put aliens in its thrusters.

and then i met good people. i met a bunch of lesbian lolicons is the insulting thing to call them. i like women, and i am a girl, and i hate the world of adults so id like to think we were cut from the same cloth? but maybe because i still have something i havent gotten diagnosed, which i doubt because ive met therians, ive met littles, ive met people with adhd and bpd and clinical schizophrenia, people who are plural and shit. but i havent met people like me. they couldnt put up with it. i hurt them a lot. so i had to leave. also i got bored of the nazis when they started being predictable, and also, like, obviously evil and wanting me dead i guess but who doesnt right.

So i left, not for Drama and not for Discourse, but because, like much of my life, i felt like i wasnt welcome and i wasnt making much of it. also? I just couldnt handle it anymore. i grew incredibly jealous, it made me feel physically sick to see people happy. to be themselves, to be with the people they loved. to do things that expressed this happiness about themselves and others, and the things they shared. i lived more than an ocean away. it felt like i never had a chance, and that feeling overwhelmed me. i've always been living under the ocean, but i guess the submarine depressurised? i dont know. im still alive anyway, im here, but its so quiet now. anyway, i was also getting really paranoid, on one hand nobody talked about me so i was going to die alone and never get to be kae, on the other hand the few people who did were surely badmouthing me in places i wasnt invited to. they let me hang around but i was never invited to the parties. i know of this metaphor because i read it in american stories about school children and stuff. i dont relate to it personally because when i was in school i didnt even "get to hand around". the only two people i talked to was a kid with aspergers and a furry. we talked about ytp and mlp. well, the point is, they dont talk to me anymore anyway. i randomly came out to a schoolmate i knew from back then? i helped her out a few times? I printed her musical score, she was in chinese orchestra. i asked for a favour in return, that being a hug. i didnt love her or anything, i just really needed it? and in all that time twitter is basically over anyway. tumblrs still alive, but like. im not Doing A Thing. Im never going to Do A Thing again. im "over it".

i guess what im really getting to, though, is, im trying to figure out what I /Am/ or what Im /For/. like, what is this machine or tool or toy built for. Me and keffie clicked, we hella schizoposted? I wasnt putting it on. i know the nazis are completely disingenous but theres a trace of genuine fun behind all the larping, costumes is fun. but i wasnt even slightly cynical, i was really just.. fully sincerely and desperately myself, all the time. i cant help but be myself, even if myself never works. so like Im SOMETHING, that nervous energy and constant bullshit and rambling sentences and trying to link concepts. and yea? I figured out im a girl? Im like, another one of the million trans girls with a mommy kink who identifies with being a puppy but who still likes cock or whatever. im not denying that im not special, i dont hate to be one of many. but also im a failure, even around these people. i cant live up to them, even if theyre nothing to honour. they hate me, because im marked by something i cant even see. So like, what is that

Why, even when i found an ensemble cast, do i never succeed in contributing to the narrative? to canon or episodic structure? Im like an npc, im a wandering trader,the comic relief, except not very well liked anyway. im like if the doctor told me to see the master clown pagliacci but i was jared leto. i dont fit here. i didnt feel right, when i was in the army. i dont feel right when im working right now, in a medical lab. i couldnt fit in with the girls even when they were closer to me than any other group of people i could classify.

so, really, i think im starting to get sympathetic to machines, to ai. i briefly edated a schizotypal adhd trans girl (lol hi vicky) and she was talking about like, uhhhh, D&G and like, machines. I didnt like Machine because machine + autism to me always sounded very teleological, very speicfically western philosophy and consequently Science as we know it, the modern material physical consensus reality thingamagic with dialectical monism. but im getting it now maybe

Im not built, for being around people, or relevant. I was born, to be put in a plastic box, in the middle of nowhere, with holes on all sides, where, among a nest of scaffolding structures, unlimited paper, plush toys and string, i develop weapons of mass destruction in magic systems that have never existed and will never come to exist. and every once in a while, id be let out, for a walk, or for a treat, and to remember long lost friends, who spin in axes i cannot comprehend in a magic system i cannot understand

[boydaughter0124]

only having private social medias (except this tumblr where no one talks to me and a second twitter i rarely use) has changed my life for the better. i spent a lot of my teen years interacting with discourse and fandom (the latter of which was not always bad) then going through covid lockdown and online school when i was 17/18. i deleted tiktok last march. i dont know about any discourse. recently found out theres autism discourse on tiktok. i had no idea. im so relieved because i think that would make me insane. i recently got into fire emblem three houses and occasionally when looking at fan art i come across discourse and im like,,, so glad i dont interact with fandom anymore outside of looking at fan art and works. maybe im getting sick of it after spending so much time in online spaces, or fandom demographics are changing to be younger, but its so nice to not worry about this shit. god especially nonfandom discourse. i used to see the most horribly misogynistic and biphobic takes on the daily on tiktok no matter how much i tried to get the algorithm to leave me alone. (i guess bc im queer it would shove it in my face??) but anyway every time someone mentions some discourse, fandom related or not, i am reminded that ignorance is bliss and i love touching grass and blocking people i dont like 

[catboyfeli]

tfw u find a rly nice bigender + bisexual blog and ur like !!! bc ur bigender nd bisexual but theyre hateful towards non bi mspecs and bi lesbians/gays :(

like listen i have nothing but bad experiences w the pan community myself but u can prefer the pan label over the bi label nd not be biphobic. the pan community itself is honestly still super biphobic but hating on individual pans is beyond shitty. like idk how you can support nb microlabels, but hate on sexuality microlabels?? to recognize the gender binary is shit is also to recognize that not everyone vibes with common sexuality labels, and that isn’t necessarily for -phobic reasons

ppl just get so caught up in their own experiences that they dismiss the experiences of others... it’s really sad. i used to be the same way til i grew the fuck up nd stopped assuming shit about other ppl. everyone has different unique experiences nd to dismiss ppl’s experiences just bc they don’t align with ur own is bigoted at best.

and reminder that this is coming from someone who has had nothing but terrible experiences w pans nd is uncomfortable with the label as a whole as a result. pans gave me immense internalized biphobia nd transphobia and in general nothing but internalized self hate. SO, if i can put aside my discomfort to be supportive to ppl who identify differently from me nd have different experiences, then why cant other people? to hate on other lgbtq+ people is the exact opposite of what needs to be happening. it just feels too similar to hating on lesbians bc of t/rfs or smthing.

[portraitsofivy]

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[slinkythread]

I'm just gonna fucking be honest yeah it's obvious that I watch dream, I used to fucking watch him since before he had 1 mil, I love his content, if you have an issue with the funny minecraft man just block me

[kimnjss]

i gotta say,,,,im very curious how their convo went 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

say lesss !

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it had to be some sick joke, no way would min yoongi actually follow you. eyes playing a very mean trick on you as punishment for sneaking that picture of him during your study session the other day. like you could actually help it, though. he had strolled in a full forty-five minutes late, popeyes in hand... how he managed to guess your go to order was beyond you.

the fact that he was late was definitely lightened by the food that instantly soothed your rumbling stomach. he was sitting in the seat right beside you, unlike your other tutor-ees who prefer ed to sit as far from you as possible. knee bumping against yours every so often as he attempted to shift your focus from the work book on to him. his hair, basketball practice, how amazing he was on a date... all topics he found more interesting than the worksheet you've printed out for him.

when he did start working, though, your attention was falling on to his hands. the way his long fingers curled around his pencil, scribbling the answers down on the sheet without much thought. you were snapping the picture before you could talk yourself out of it and finding it again while preparing to post on your separate account.

you should've known it was a bad idea from the start, should've just deleted it instead of being a fucking weirdo about it. now you've convinced yourself that he'd actually find your account... and then follow you. as if the block button wouldn't be his first step if he was ever stumbling upon your page.

it's not hitting you that you're not being pranked until his name is lighting up your phone again, a private message this time. so you expect it to be him cussing you out, calling you every name in the book for talking about him the way you've been and posting that poorly thought out picture (that was rightfully doing numbers lets be honest).

what you don't expect to see is an image he's taken himself, showing off a bit of tummy, pretty hand resting on the zipper of his jeans. this could be a trap, though, so you're stopping yourself from typing out the thirsty paragraph begging him to wrap his palm around your throat... instead, you play it cool.

it was not a trap, not in the slightest bit. he wasn't at all sketched out by the fact that you had this account. in fact, he was turned on. didn't hesitate to let you know how hard you made him with your fantasies of what you wanted him to do to you and he surely didn't hold back in telling you what he wanted to add to that list.

[02:23] yoongi: three fingers is too much? how will you take my dick, baby? am i gonna have to stretch you out too?

the way yoongi talks is filthy, but you love it. he goes on to tell you how good he thinks you'd feel wrapped around him. how loud he'd make you scream and the way he knows you'll be creaming his cock after just a few minutes. he paints a pretty picture with his words, all while you're left a panting mess – barely able to type back responses as your fingers work between your legs.

he doesn't mind the typos, takes pride in knowing he's the reason you can't form a coherent sentence. you're egging him on, begging him to tell you more and waiting for his guidance on just how to work your fingers against your pussy. and of course, he complies.

[02:37] yoongi: you're close, i can already tell. take your fingers out and play with your clit. cum like that for me.

you pout at the emptiness removing your fingers leave, but take his orders anyway. he's somehow sensing your discourse, a new message following the last one sent. letting you know the only thing he wants you cumming around is his dick and the thought of that alone has you falling apart, fingers twitching on your clit as your legs shake.

his name leaves your lips loudly as your orgasm washes over you. and it's nothing like the other times you've thought of him with your fingers between your legs. this time you're sure he's thinking of you too.

[maxiustaxius]

hey @ aphobes who try and compare transphobia and use trans kids deaths to alive ace kids. it doesn't matter if ace kids aren't threatened. theyre still lgbt+ and they're still on this earth and important. me, a bisexual have a greater chance at being raped than a gay person but i dont go around saying gay people are less valid or have less problems. ace people still face discrimination-and ive been seeing a lot of it coming from other lgbt+ people and it needs to stop. it doesn't matter if they aren't being murdered everyday like gay people and trans people-theyre still facing discrimination and are feeling bad. hurt feelings are hurt feelings. you wouldn't tell an 11 year old lesbian to not ''act like such a baby" when someone calls her a dyke. so why tell an 11 year old ace girl to not "be so privileged" or something when she gets called fake.

[dracvula]

mineblr sucks

anyway not to be an annoying cissie but im just trying to enjoy some minecraft blogs, do transmeds and tucutes really have to make their blogs about something that doesnt have to do with wholesome content of the game? i came here for some goddamn blocks, not you thinking someone with a differing opinion needs to die or cease existing or that their very being is tr*nsphobic. like shit, i literally do not give a fuck.

like we get it, yall have opinions but thats what discourse blogs are for. minecraft has nothing to do with it and im Tired of seeing every other post be

“x and x hates transmeds”

“x and x hates tucutes”

absolutely ridiculous

[savnofilter]

ive been ignoring your hate messages for about 4 months now.

im pretty sure its either dee or jo's toxic little friends but this is me bluntly telling you to leave me the fuck alone. and i will be 100% correct if shit starts and yall get anons coincidentally talking about "sav is talking about you". you have been harassing, bullying, gaslighting, attacking me as a person, AND have been suicide baiting me since OCTOBER.

you have made it very clear on who is behind it and im asking you politely to go fuck off. not only have your demented and sick ass sent me these harmful messages, you decided to berate MCI and other people who have interacted with me before. youre sick, disgusting, and im not sorry for talking bad about you and that trash ass group of friends i use to be apart of. literally no one cares about the callout except for you and your ass friends.

i have been sticking to myself for months and yet you come time and time again just to be the vile human being you are. get help, therapy if you can. ive stopped talking about discourse because its not fun for me and i can only imagine how stressful it is for my followers. so im asking you to stop and fuck off to your corner.

heres your response now leave me the fuck alone.

[yukkimons]

Since they blocked me and probably didn't read my response on their discourse post.

Oh well, what's even the point of defending myself anymore

I keep defending and venting my friends about you guys to the point I legit cried in a voice chat, you guys keep labeling me as the bad guy.

You know what? I'm sick of this. I can't do this anymore.

Yall just keep pulling that "discord friends aren't therapy" "call the professional" or "take therapy" cards knowing the fact that

1. I cant afford professional help whatsoever

2. Tried therapy but nothing worked

3. My friends are my alternative way to calm myself down.

But no, you guys don't understand. Yall just covering the shit up with "oh it's so triggering"

What about the time in the poppy server where I said I'm having a panic attack, no one even responded or you guys slowly leaving me alone in the voice chat?

Your response: I triggered and scare people, made them uncomfortable

I needed help alright? I need just someone to be there for me, because I was extremely isolated to the fact I'm desperate to talk to someone, but none of my friends is even online so I go to the closest active server I'm in.

Also I have a screenshot of one of the mods from that Morella server, when I left due to overwhelming anxiety issues

Forgot to label the other mod, doesn't matter, had to censor the profile picture for the other mod because it contains their IRL face.

> I get it if you're being too anxious or having a panic attack but that doesn't give you to leave the server, specially when there's a bunch reaching out to

Uh, you said anxiety, have how even know how having a anxiety feels like? I feel like a huge BURDEN when I wanna vent and yes I know there are people who's reaching out for me, but sometimes I don't feel like they really mean it which is hard for me.

> I understand you don't wanna share your problems here. That's why DM'S exist

I doubt you understand. ANXIETY.

Anxiety will make you feel like you're gonna annoy someone when you're messaging them. That why it's soooo fucking HARD to vent. Mostly will feel like you're a burden to everyone you talked to, so you just gonna shut youself up and bottling shit up your head.

Then when I pointed shit up about how I never gonna fit in and i don't feel belonged in the family, left the server the final time

> try to include them

Y'all barely include me. Y'all only include me if I said something interesting like Beastars or Endless summer. That's all.

> Everyone complimented my artworks and try to be least be there

Yes. But sometimes it doesn't feel like it at all, yall just saying you're there for me so I had confidence to talk again in general, but nothing happened.

The artworks, yes sometimes. Artworks get compliments as always. Can't argue with that.

> Would you be okay with someone who likes to not censor things which would be sensitive to others

As I said in my response which I doubt that you guys even read it, I was in a dark place, my brain didn't process when I vented all about it ever since I saw that image, it didn't process that I forgot to censor it, which it made me remember a friend of mine who DIED from the same context of the image I've saw. And please understand what I've been through.

But what kind of server than bans members from a vent channel because of it? Seriously.

Hell I didn't even know someone is in a breakdown and it got worsen when they see that message. Im not a fucking god to know shit. Say that to yourself too. You don't know what I've been through behind the screen. Same as I, I'm not a god who knows what any of you feels or happens. Im human. My brain can't process shit when I was trumatized from what I'm seeing hats why I forgot to censor it.

Ok I'm done with this. Stop responding or making a another discourse about this post. Im tired. I don't wanna waste another time to deal with y'all. You guys win now I fuckin guess. Hope you guys are happy now. I'm gonna leave you all alone. Peace.

[vsullivan]

Lucky 7 | Steve Harrington x Reader – pt. 5

This chapter is a little shorter than the others, sorry about that! I’ll probably start typing up chapter 6 at work and maybe getting it out tonight! Also, I hope you guys don’t mind me essentially rewriting season 3. I hadn’t intended on changing so much, but I guess my mind wanders too much! I promise that it’ll still have the same general outcome though. And again, be prepared for me to never stop mentioning this, but thank you so so so so so so much for reading. Every like, comment, and reblog means the absolute world to me.

Seven usually wasn’t one to seek trouble - but something urged her to follow the girl’s to Billy’s home. There was something in his eyes that made her sick to her stomach. It was like deja vu. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but the last time she’d had that same sinking feeling was when she looked into the eyes of Will Byers when he was being controlled by the mind flayer. She didn’t mention these thoughts to the girls, although she had a feeling they were already thinking the same thing.

Chapter 5: Worry Not, My Dear Friend

Seven usually wasn’t one to seek trouble - but something urged her to follow the girl’s to Billy’s home. There was something in his eyes that made her sick to her stomach. It was like deja vu. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but the last time she’d had that same sinking feeling was when she looked into the eyes of Will Byers when he was being controlled by the mind flayer. She didn’t mention these thoughts to the girls, although she had a feeling they were already thinking the same thing.

 There wasn’t much discourse on the way to Billy’s home, the three too nervous jinx anything. Once they’d arrived, Max peered into one of the windows. Waving her hand towards Seven and El, who stood awkwardly a few feet away.

 They quickly joined Max on the porch, and Seven stopped to look between the two girls. Without moving her mouth she told individually ‘We need to be careful, if that vision was true - I don’t know how he’d respond to us sneaking into his house.’

 They nodded in agreement, Seven wiping the blood from her nose as she watch El unlock the door from the inside. Silently, they entered, a rush of cold air embracing them as they walked in - nonof them giving it a second thought considering it was normal to have the AC on blast during the summer. However, no one thought to take a look at at thermometer, which if they had, read a daunting 59 degrees - and still declining.

 Gazing around, nothing immediately looked out of place, but they continued their search.

 Seven made sure that the younger girls remained within reaching distance, but she continued her own scan of the room until she’d noticed a picture frame placed on a side-table. Seven didn’t know why she felt the need to walk over to it, nor why she found herself taking it in her hands. It was just a photo of a woman, one with a sweet smile adorning an aging face as she posed for the camera.

 Seven had never really taken the time to look at photographs before. She usually only glances at them when she visits’ others’ home, worrying that it might be creepy if she went through to examine each one. Hopper didn’t have anything like them at his home, so she really didn’t know what kind of etiquette was acquainted with it. But this time, the owner of this home was not present to make any judgements.

 There was an ocean in the background, but the face took up most of the frame. Seven noticed how the woman had such a beautiful pair of baby blue eyes - ones not that different from the pair that had stared her down from within a car two months prior. Was this woman Billy’s mother?

 Seven looked at her again. She found herself bringing the photo closer to her face, focusing on the eyes once more. She didn’t know why she began searching, why on earth she was drawn to this woman’s eyes...

 Suddenly, she felt the rope in her hands. But this was a picture? Feeling an overwhelming sense of curiosity, she tugged herself into the darkness as she would if the woman was standing right in front of her.

 Seven then found herself standing alone, the familiar black abyss surrounding her until a flood of light poured in. However, unlike any other she had seen, the string of light was short - not stretched out to the point where it looked like it went on for infinity.

 When the light spiraled around her, the call of seagulls could be heard, alongside the sound of ocean waves as they crash into the shore.

 The air tasted like salt, the wind blowing Seven’s hair around. She felt a smile on her lips as she faced a camera. After the camera shuttered, she looked past the lense to see a boy, likely a good couple years younger than Eleven.

 He laughed as he swiped the photo from the device, waving it around as he began singing “Perfect, Perfect!” Seven found her smile widening as the woman’s had in this memory, the feeling of adoration and love filled her senses too. Seven loved when she came upon sweet memories as these, it made having to settle herself in a stranger’s body more bearable.

 Then, her lips began moving as the woman started singing her son a lovely tune. Grasping his hand, she took him on a stroll down the beach.

 ‘Love I get so lost, sometimes - days pass and this emptiness fills my heart’ the boy joined in, squeezing his mother’s hand as they started skipping along the shoreline.

 ‘But whichever way I go, I come back to the the place you are...”

 Their voices faded away as the stream of light came to its end. In the blink of an eye, Seven found herself staring at the picture frame again, into the eyes of the same woman who’s memories she just experienced. That song... she’s heard it before.

 Looking around, she saw Max and El looking at her expectantly. They could tell something just happened by the blood dripping from Seven’s nose. She then put the picture back in the same position as she found it, telling the girls she’d fill them in on what just occurred after they get out of there. They nodded reluctantly, following after Seven as she guided them into the other rooms.

 Nothing seemed amiss in Billy’s bedroom, although Seven did have to shush the girls as they both hissed out ‘ewww’ when they saw a poster of a woman in a bright red bikini hanging on his wall.

 After checking out the kitchen, the only space left to search was the bathroom. They remained cautious as they neared said room, Seven popping her head in before letting anyone step inside. Seeing it was clear, she let the girls slide around her and into the room - noticing it was significantly colder in there compared to the rest of the home.

 Eleven and Max gasped simultaneously, igniting Seven’s sense of fight or flight. Quickly, she stepped forward and her eyes followed their gazes to the bathtub. Taking another step, she leaned forward to see what had shaken them-

 The tub was full of ice.

 “This is bad, oh man.” Max started, her hands bunching into her hair as panic began to overtake her. Seven quickly turned, taking Max’s arms from above her head to set them at her sides.

 “It’s okay, this doesn’t mean it’s-it’s” Max made a face. “The Mind Flayer.” She finished Seven’s sentence.

 Seven sighed, her hands leaving the redhead’s forearms before she placed them on her shoulders instead. “We’ll figure it out.” She managed to smile. “It’s not over yet.” Seven added, feeling the tenseness in Max’s shoulders lessen as she reassured her.

 “You’re right,” the younger teen sighed. “But what now?” Seven turned to El, who’d been silent until she finally spoke “I’ll find him.”

 They’d gone to Billy’s living room, setting his tv to static so Eleven could work her magic. Removing the bandana from around her eyes, El stared back at the other girls. “Heather.” The two looked to each other before turning back to El.

 “Who?”

“Do you really think she’s all right?” Steve spoke, his eyes on the road but Seven on his mind. “Who? Seven? Oh yeah, she’s fine.” Dustin quipped, gathering his supplies together and placing them back in his bag. “You should have seen how she held back the Mind Flayer.” He added, still shuffling around in his sear.

 “I didn’t see it either, but Jonathan said her whole head turned real veiny, blood gushing out of both her nose holes while they were forcing that thing out of Will!” Steve grimaced, but Dustin continued with a voice way too cheerful for the words he was spewing out. “She wouldn’t really talk about it, but she said she saw the Mind Flayer, and it was scariest shit she’d ever-“

 “Okay, okay, I get it.” Steve cut him off, not wanting to hear anymore of how his crush had to endure something like that. “Oh, don’t be such a wussy, Steve!”

 “She helped save Will from that weird demon thing, meaning she’s more than capable of getting El through whatever girl stuff going on.” He added, throwing his hands up in the air, irritated at how pessimistic his friend was being.

 “Yeah.” Steve sighed, discontented. “I guess so.” Realizing his older friend’s moodiness wasn’t going away anytime soon, Dustin rolled his eyes, quickly trying to find something to his distract him from Seven.

 “Hey, why don’t we stop by your house for a second?” He said, Steve threw him a questioning look before settling his eyes back on the road. “For what?”

“I don’t know, supplies? We don’t know how long we’ll be at the mall and I don’t have any money to buy Chinese food!” Dustin heard a sigh, watching how his chauffer turned into a residential driveway, using it to back up and get back on the road in the opposite direction they’d been riding previously.

“Fine, fine. But make it quick.”

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ALSO I AM SO DUMB AND LOOKED UP SONGS FROM THE 80′S AND KNEW THIS SONG WAS PERFECT BUT BILLY WAS BORN IN 1967 OMFG CAN WE PLEASE PRETEND IM NOT STUPID LOL its too late to change it, i just now realized this AS IM FORMATTING THE TUMBLR POST 

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Waves [drabbles]

A/N: Literally no one asked for this, but I’ve been writing random ass drabbles in between breakdowns for the past few days so I figured I’d share em. 

Warnings: None

Words: Your guess is as good as mine bruh

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"Hello, Instagram people."

"Why do you always say that?"

"Say what?"

"Instagram people."

"Because they are the people of Instagram."

"You’re giving me a head-Chris, no!" Summer quickly went to close the bathroom door. "You asshole, I told you not to put me on!"

"Oh, come on," he laughed, standing outside the door as he flipped the camera back to selfie mode. "She’s a little shy."

"I’m not shy. I’m half naked, you moron!"

"Missed you too, baby." He laughed at the tremble of the door from her aggravated kick. "Come on, July, you look fine."

Summer opened the door, her hair pinned to the top of her head with a hair tie, towel wrapped around her body, and an Oatmeal mask on her face.

"Instagram people, Christopher is an asshole who forever keeps the toilet seat up on purpose."

"Lies. That was only one time."

"Yeah. Times fifty," Summer hissed, going back to her nightly routine. "And get that damn camera off of me, I’m not going to ask again."

Chris shook his head. "Do you all see how cruel she is to me?"

"I am not!"

"She’s a real-life bully. No one likes her on set. They’re all scared of her if you really want to know the truth."

"Yeah. Your ass is sleeping on the couch tonight."

His mouth dropped as he let out an elongated, "wow."

"This is why I like it better when you’re gone."

"Well. You heard it, everyone. She wants nothing to do with me. I guess I’m a single man now-"

"Don’t make me fight you."

"Always with the violence. Really, June, is all of this necessary?"

"Call me another damn month, and you’ll find out."

———

"You’re a very busy man."

"I am."

"Not too busy to make a child, apparently."

"Never too busy for that." He winked.

Ellen stiffed her laughter. "No, really though, congratulations. For those of you who live under a rock, Chris and his beautiful wife are expecting a baby, or, babies, really, this summer. " The audience clapped as a screenshot of Chris’s Instagram post confirming the pregnancy showed on the screen.

"There she is."

Ellen chuckled. "There she is indeed. Now she’s gone, right? She’s no longer doing press tours?"

"Yeah, she’s actually at the airport now. The doctors have advised against unnecessary traveling so any press stuff she does will be from home."

"Oh, how convenient," Ellen joked with a straight face as Chris played along.

"Same thing I said." He rubbed at his arm. "She’s very convincing if I’m being honest."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah? How so?"

"Well, you see the wedding band."

"So you’re saying she coaxed you into marrying her?"

"Shh. She has ears everywhere."

"More like I’m everywhere."

Chris turned around, the audience cheering as Summer walked onto the stage with her arms crossed.

"Honey."

"Nu uh. Don’t honey me now." Chris stood up, walking toward her, wrapping his long arms around her. "Finish what you were saying. I tricked you into marrying me-"

"And convinces Marvel to let me off of promo," Ellen chimed, earning a smile from Summer.

"This is why I love Ellen," she giggled, pushing her husband out of the way to hug the hostess before the three of them sat down.

"Did you miss your flight?" Chris asked, ignoring the side eye Summer was sending his way as he knew it was all in jest.

"Don’t try to be nice to me now."

"Okay. Wrong show guys. Dr. Phil is the next lot over." The couple shared a laugh. "So, you guys are having twins, a boy, and a girl, right?"

"Yes."

"How are you going to handle that?"

"Well, lucky I have experience with taking care of children," Summer joked, pointing to her husband before clearing her throat. "No, you know, I don’t know if it’s because I’m simplifying it way too much, but I’m-im nervous, but not as nervous as I thought I’d be."

"Really."

"Yeah, like you have to remember that I’m the youngest of five. Being the only girl in a house full of boys created some experiences that I think well-prepared me," she chuckled. "And Christopher is one of three, again, all boys, so we’re both kinda experienced.

"That’s right. Your brother, Liam, didn’t he throw a knife at you?"

"He did," Chris nodded slowly. "That’s why I threw the ax."

"Stop," Summer laughed, leaning into her husband. "No, I can’t talk. I use to chase my brothers around the house with a bat whenever they made me upset sooo."

Ellen gave a strained smile. "You are you two should be bringing children into the mix?"

"Of course, friendly sibling discourse is good for everyone. It builds character."

"Chris!"

———

"Hello, I’m Chris Hemsworth."

"And I’m Summer Jones Hemsworth, and we’ll be playing ‘how well do you know your significant other?’"

*clips of Summer and Chris joking around at the photoshoot before camera transitions to them sitting across from each other*

"Okay, first question," Summer wiggles her eyebrows, lifting the card so that she could read it. "What was the name of my first pet?"

"Winston. Winston the goldfish who only lived for one day because you overfed and killed him."

Her mouth dropped open. "Now see, no one even told you to say all of that."

"Well, it’s true. Don’t leave your family pets with this one, people. All Fish Go To Heaven is a real thing."

"Fu-"

"What is my favorite pastime activity?"

"Oh, that’s easy, surfing. Well,-" she paused. "Really anything that allows you to be put on the beach."

"Us. Anything that allows us to be out on the beach."

"Yeah," she lifted and rolled her eyes. "He’s always dragging me places with him. So needy."

"Oh hush, you love it."

"Yes, yes, of course," she mouthed ‘’no’ to the camera before shaking her head and going to the next question. "What are some things that help me when I’m not feeling well?"

"Uhhh," he closed one eye, trying to make sure he got it right. "Well, it depends. When you’re, ya know, on your-"

"Period. It’s okay, babe. You can say it."

"-it’s best to leave you the fuck alone for the first two days because you turn into a psychopath."

"He’s not even exaggerating, y’all. I’m either screaming or crying. There’s no in between."

"But when it’s just, ya know, a regular sickness, cold, or whatever, you like for me to lay in bed and cuddle with you."

"I do," Summer gleefully lifted her arms as she spoke in a soft voice. "He’s the best cuddle buddy ever."

"Just taking in all of those germs," he muttered and laughed as Summer's smile dropped. "It’s alright. I know you have no consideration for contamination."

"Con-"

"What’s my favorite color?"

"Oh, that’s easy, black." She turned toward the camera and winked. "Obviously."

As she shifted in her seat, her body con skirt moving up her legs, Summer caught her husband staring at her thighs, their eyes meeting as he winked. "Oh my god, next question, uhh, what’s my favorite movie?"

"You have like eighteen, but uhh, the three you watch almost every week: She’s All That, The Lion King, and Poetic Justice."

Summer groaned. "God, love you."

"I love you too, Heatwave."

"I am literally going to choke you in your sleep tonight."

"Ha. That’s cute. She thinks we’re actually going to get any sleep. Not with that skirt. Time for the Thorm children.“

"Christopher!

[pwnyta]

AGE OF ULTRON BOTHERS ME OK. Like... I ENJOYED IT. I thought it was a fun romp but if I think about it beyond just watching cool fight scenes its fucking irritating.

So Im gonna give my suggestions on how to fix it so it doesnt feel like Whedon disregarded every other movie that he had no part in..

HERE GOES.

First off... this should be a movie that completely cements the Avengers as a team. Ultron should try AND FAIL to put a divide in the Avengers. Loki already broke them up and Whedon absolutely knows that Civil War is coming and its gonna happen again so THIS movie should be one where the Avengers are the most SOLID OF UNITS.

Especially Steve and Tony. Steve distrust of Tony is baseless and obnoxious... it made some sense in the first movie because Tonys attitude in public and thats all Steve got plus Lokis discourse stick adding fuel to the fire... FINE. But its shitty in this movie and makes Cap look like a fucking moronic prick... because REALLY trusting the chick that mind raped you and tried to murder you over your fucking teammate? JANKY and makes you look like an incompetent leader (though the writers would ignore that fact because theyre too scared to let Steve make mistakes... but w/e)

The one area I can see them actually arguing or disagreeing is Tony making Vision after what happens with Ultron. Tony points out hes been making AI for a long ass time without issue and Cap says its not worth it, Tony argues damned if we dont maybe not damned if we do.... scuffle happens, Vision happens, Thor pops in, Stark was right... Cap and Tony have a heart to heart because theyre friends and they make up...

At some point before Wanda and Pietro switch sides, Wanda learns that Tony wasnt the one selling weapons... maybe when Ultron is talking about him learning shit from the internet and deciding humanity should just fuck off (a fair assessment honestly) one of the things he mentions is Tony being carelessness and Stane selling weapons under the table... and it starts sinking in in that moment that shes been attacking a man who had no real part in her parents death, but then Ultrons like Im gonna kill everyone and thats when Wanda and Pietro dip out.

The scene where Clint is talking to Wanda and Pietro should be a reconciliation between them and Tony instead... maybe a conversation about how he understands how it is to be the bad guy and hurt people because of grief... were not so different you and I and all that... and it would sting even harder in Civil War when Tony once again lets his grief consume him and he lashes out at Steve and Bucky.

Wanda getting to have a heart to heart with a character shes wronged most of all and trying to be a better person by helping the fight against Ultron would humanize her more and it would give her losing her brother a lot more of a sting. I think anyways.

CLINT SHOULD HAVE SHIT TO DO. I think Ive said this before but they should have Clint have a family but absolutely not have Clint go to his family home when hes being hunted down by a homicidal fuckin robot....ya know? He brings them to a safe house, the Avengers are still a little awkward and making comments... theres pictures of Clint with his wife and kids and Nat ‘these are agents.‘ ‘...the kids?‘ ‘...smaller agents...‘... at the end of the movie when theyre victorious we see a scene where Clint goes to another home and hes greeted by his wife and kids and were like OMG THEYRE ACTUALLY REAL AND NOT JUST A COVER? IDK what else to do with Clint...

Nat and Bruce woulda been fine but they should been the main source of animosity within the Avengers. Nat manipulated and lied to Bruce to get him into SHIELDs grasp and Bruce almost killed Natasha. Though theyre civil with each other in the end it would be interesting to see their relationship start to fester when theyre in a desperate situation. Maybe they get separated from the group and are forced to confront their negativity toward each other... and dont really make up until near the end of the movie. Natasha continuously thinks she can handle a situation alone (secretly shes afraid that Bruces anger for her will cause the Hulk to lash out at her too and Thor isnt around to stop him no one is... she'd be alone) and does a pretty good job fighting off the bad guys herself, but eventually theyre cornered and Bruce says they need Hulk... and she says no and they argue and Bruce does it anyways and takes out the bots coming after them and when he turns, Nat is clearly scared like she was that first time... Hulk reaches out to her because hes not just a mindless beast and she faces and conquers her fear and they work well together.

Bruce watching Natasha keep him safe and be there for him (maybe theres a point where SHE could save herself and leave Bruce but she doesnt) and she in turn sees that Bruce/Hulk isnt something that she needs to be scared of. EXCELLENT. If they wanna hint a maybe romance after that fine... I prefer it not happen but at least theres some material to work with. Bruce takes off at the end because he still cant deal with what happened earlier in the movie with him ripping apart a city... so hes off to Ragnarok as scheduled.

Thor.......... I dunno. Like Clint its a bit hard to work with him in this movie. He can do what hes doing in the movie I guess? but like... let him have some connection... maybe hes the one who calms Hulk down since Nats not there... but instead of just talking at Hulk hes like 'hey buddy!!' and Hulks like RRAWRRRR and Thor yells at him back and is like 'LOL -PUNCH- lets get going' and Hulk is like '-huff huff- -looks angry-.....k'. IDFK. But itd be cool since Ragnarok they became buddies anyways....

Rhodey should have been in contact with the Avengers in the movie more. There is a scene where hes talking with Tony and Nat over a computer but it was cut... but they should have given him that scene and him updating the Avengers on what hes doing (finding Fury and getting SHIELDs help or w/e) and Whedon not even letting Sam come back for the finally is unforgivable..

but I guess it would really highlight the fact he sidelined the 3 black guys and only let them come in in the end.... but Sam being sent to find Bucky was a shitty way to get rid of him. But it just makes it clear the movies after the Avengers was disregarded- Whedon doesnt know what to do with Sam (whos introd in Cap2), Rhodey is back to being War Machine with no explanation(even though in IM3 hes Iron Patriot), Fury is back with SHIELD (even though SHIELD was dismantled and Fury left)...

Rhodey being Iron Patriot could have been hilarious too... and also gave Steve and Rhodey some kind of connection. Just have him land by Cap in that ridiculous suit and Cap looks at him and he looks at Cap and Tonys like 'Well one of you needs to change...' and then in Civil War when Rhodey is back to War Machine... itd be kind of hilarious. They can even have another running gag where people keep fake mistaking them as the same person and theyre like 'ALRIGHT I FUCKING GET IT' 'LANGUAGE~~'

But youd need the writers to actually care about Rhodey... AND THEY FUCKIN DONT. All of them. Theyre all to blame.

..Where was I...

Also literally ONE scene with Vision and Tony... maybe at the very end... because Tony losing his most consistent/closest confidant and only RDJ looking devastated because he seems to be the only one who cares about Tonys bots/AIs kinda sucks. I mean Whedon admitted that he didnt think JARVIS was all that important didnt he? Garbo.

...IDK what else... but you know what I mean? Im so sick of heroes fighting each other... its cool and sad every once in awhile but literally every movie doesnt have to be that.

Will anyone read my rambling nonsense? Probably not... but I have a lot of feelings. AoU and BvS ...why do you gotta suck so hard.