#over seriously the stupidest shit for real

[hitlikehammers]

Starring Steve Harrington in a Leading Role as 'Mom Husband Disappointed in YOU PERSONALLY'

rating: teen tags: future fic, established relationship, Eddie commits a capital offense, bitchy Steve strikes again, Eddie loves him so much, married steddie, rockstar husbands ✨for @hbyrde36 at my BIRTHDAY MONTH PROMPT FEST for the prompt: “I assume I deserve this, but can you tell me why you want to kill me this time?”

One look is all it really takes.

As in: Eddie doesn’t have to do more than pulls his key from the lock, kick the door closed behind him, open his mouth to spill his usual litany of adorations, multiple at least tenfold for the uncommon days—plural, two whole days—spent apart from his husband, from his beloved, from less his other half and more his entire whole, the soul and breath of him, the rhythm-maker of his heart entire, his—

Eddie gets so far as turning to start on spilling all the love he’s had to bottle up because Steve wasn’t next to him for a whole 63 hours, and voicemails are fine, phone calls are nice, texts are a gift from god but also the bane of his existence because they’re starting to pretend—as in, the wider-world-of-they—but they’re starting to pretend they’re sufficient, that they’re enough and, and…

Fucking never.

But Eddie’s been gone—label negotiations, shit they were digging their heels on being in person for no goddamn reason, as proven by the actual days in person—and now, as he takes in his husband at the island, sat on one of the bar stools, those legs danged low and crossed at the ankles, the fucking socks on him tantalizing, good goddamn, but he’s leans back from the waist and those…those arms. Crossed over his chest.

That’s never meant anything other than judgement. Than what the kids used to term Mom’s disappointed in you personally.

Except Steve is his partner. His til-death-do-us-part-and-then-some. And…

Oh. Oh, he’s got his glasses on when he’s not working—Eddie scans the countertop for papers, nothing obvious—which only enhances the effect of the look; gives it a whole new dimension of accusation as he looks over the tops of the frames and lets his gaze fucking…just sear into Eddie. Uncompromising. No mercy.

Eddie will not try to pretend his doesn’t fucking gulp, the violent motion of his throat around it undoubtedly obvious: but Steve doesn’t budge. Doesn’t grant him quarter.

Fuck. Right. Okay.

Diffusion tactics.

“I assume I deserve this,” Eddie starts, pitches the words to land gentle because, well, they’re honest. Steve’s a fucking drama queen, absolutely: but it’s never been without his reasons, and Eddie loves him with his everything, right, so he respects his reasons.

Even when they’re fucking absurd.

But there’s no evidence here yet either way, about the what, about the cause of the sheer fucking inferno blazing in those eyes, the venom that Eddie can almost taste in the air that seeps from his lips for just breathing, that could probably land a death blow on its own when he actually deigns to speak, and so: yeah.

Eddie does assume he deserves it, one way or another. Because Steve loves him with his everything, too, like for like and then some, both ways and all ways. So he doesn’t react quite like this; doesn’t pull this sort of shit lightly.

“But” and he’s still picking his way through the minefield, takes only the barest step closer palms open near his hips, plaintive-like as he…yeah, kinda he pleads:

“Can you tell me why you want to kill me this time?”

Steve—okay, so, in any other circumstance: the sounds Steve makes, the guttural fucking growl that rumbles from his chest: that’d be hot as shit.

In fact it’s still hot as shit, but: not the time. Because those eyes are still…like, third-degree-burn to the touch.

“You lied.”

Eddie blinks, because…he hears Steve’s words. They’re very simple, and very clear.

But they’re nonsensical.

“What?”

“You lied to me.” And then Steve’s grabbing something behind him, flinging it closer to where Eddie stands at the end of the island and oh, okay, a magazine and—

Oh. Oh.

Okay.

A magazine with Eddie on the front with some…

Wait.

“Stevie,” and Eddie’s not gonna be placating, he’s not going to be evasive or dismissive—Steve knows the other party hanging off Eddie in the photo, it’s Lance, the band’s media intern who has a not-so-secret infatuation with Steve of all people, and is about to be replace by a kid, Marvin maybe, in his senior year in PR and media studies who, honestly, Eddie suspects may have an even bigger infatuation with his husband, but that’s not a concern for right now; the concern for right now is that Steve’s looking at Eddie, glancing every half-second toward the photo again and looking…somewhere between enraged and betrayed.

And it’s so fucking sour in Eddie’s chest, god: he needs to fix it. He’s just, he’s got to fic it but—

He doesn’t know what the hell it even is.

“Baby, I would never, not ever lie to you. And you know Lance,” Eddie tries to point out soothing, rational, no hint of patronizing because he wouldn’t, he would never, especially not like this.

Steve’s scowl just depends, and he taps hard enough on the page to leave an indent, to score a line with his nail.

Right. Okay.

“Stevie—“

“You,” and Steve leans toward the far side, grabs something out of view before he points the something at Eddie almost threateningly:

“Lied.”

“Steve,” and Eddie’s eyeing the instrument leveled at him carefully before he notes what it actually is: a pen.

A red pen and oh. His Stevie. Always the consummate educator.

And Steve does the growling thing again, probably because Eddie’s face goes lax, all soft and shit in the face of Steve being all competent in his profession in the small, sweet ways that pop up all the time, that Eddie loves so deep, so hard, but then Steve’s scribbling and oh, it’s one of the fancy pens, more like a marker that’s bright against the magazine gloss and he’s circling, he’s making arrows, there’s no rhyme or reason—

“Lies!” Steve declares, definitive as he throws down the pen and shoves the marked-up photo toward Eddie so it’s skids across the island, so Eddie has to catch it, and he squint a second, tries to make sense of what’s circled over and again and—

“You fucking promised me,” and Steve…yeah.

Steve sounds like Mom’s disappointed in him personally to a fucking T.

But so much worse again: because this is his husband.

“I did—“

“No!” Steve cuts him off; “no more bullshit,” and oh, fuck, Eddie knows it’s serious, that word’s got a premium still in their household, and then Steve’s leaning closer pointing forcefully at the image, at the red-ringed offenders:

“That,” Steve snarls; “is fucking frizz, Edward,” and Steve looks up at him, again, some combination of livid and offended on principle; “why did I even bother to pack you the conditioner that you swore to me you’d use—“

“I did, Stevie!” Eddie protests, pleads for leniancy; “I did, I swear, my bag got delayed the first night, it was only that first night that I showered without it,” and fuck, how’d they even get that photo, how the fuck did it get to print and in Steve’s hands even, how—

“You cannot maintain your curl pattern without proper maintenance,” Steve grits through clenched teeth and yes, yes: Eddie knows. He’s learned, and learned again, and learned some more, for…for years.

He kinda loves it. But he’ll never love making his husband sad. So, because he’s skilled on his feet, he tries for a compromise. A Hail-Mary, in sports ball speak—or he thinks that’s the right thing to call it.

“Maybe you can salvage it,” Eddie proposes, damn-near begs, and yeah, yes: he means that wholehearted, too; “maybe we can go upstairs and you can save it?”

And Eddie’s not even trying to make his eyes big, knows Steve’s largely immune unless he chooses not to be, but his eyes are stinging for how wade they’re stretched, and he holds the gaze, stares pitifully at Steve, pleads so hard, and then—

Steve smacks Eddie’s forearm with the rolled-up magazine and makes to leave the room; Eddie just stands, a little frozen, a little bewildered, until—

“Well, get your ass up here,” he hears from the staircase; “you better hope I can work miracles, dipshit, else your photocalls are gonna be stringy and sad all goddamn week.”

And Eddie grins because like: he knows his husband—and the man himself is already kind of a miracle.

So miracle working is kinda his area of expertise.

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[eyepatchoflove]

lestat being both french and italian explains everything, because there is actually nothing wrong with him, he's just like that.

[bl33df0rm3]

Annoyed....Entitlement

i know i don't speak on this blog seriously like at all. But as a black bio female why do white fanfic readers and writers feel the need to defend their isolation of black readers (or anyone non white)? Like when people put in something along the lines.

"Zhongli's hand brushed along your cheek the once pink pale skin tainted a blush pink, made a smile tug at the corners of his lips."

Then black people are in the comments like

"Oh pink pale Skin? Lemme just 💁🏾‍♀💁🏾‍♀💁🏽‍♀💁🏼‍♀💁🏻‍♀" or something along those lines.

They get real offended and say the stupidest shit ever about how they write white Y/N only because they're white. NOT EVERYONES FUCKING WHITE? THAT DEFEATS THE PURPOSE OF A Y/N? How are people supposed to insert themselves into your writing.

Like if you can't or won't think about writing a universal self insert. Just tag it White!reader.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

(Tagging some fandoms and tags just for visability cause im fed up.)

Ps. Most of y'all are writing fanfics and especially smut over the age of 18. This should be basic knowledge.

[peterman-spideyparker]

You're My Zebra (Matt Murdock x fem!Reader) (Horses and Zebras 4/4)

Author’s Note: I've finally come up with an ending for this mini series that I like, so it's time to wrap it up! Really, thank you to everyone who's been interested and invested in this series, I never thought it'd be anything more than just a one-off post. Enjoy! :)

Summary: You didn't sleep a wink after Matt left, and with some time before your shift, you decided to get some answers from him, needing to put the pain of the past behind you.

Warnings: Angst (broken heart, nerves related to canon-typical violence, two stubborn idiots in love who never stopped being in love with one another for seven years), swearing, fluff, happy ending

Other Characters: Foggy Nelson and Karen Page

Word Count: 1,748

Your heart is racing like a hummingbird’s. This is truly just one of the stupidest things—no, it is absolutely the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. With those injuries from last night, the sheer amount of blood you absorbed up with his gauze, he’s probably not even in! Hell, he might not even be alive. He might not have even made it back to his place; with that amount of blood loss, he could easily be dead on some street or rooftop. But he has to be alive, right? He can’t just show up out of the blue after seven years just to die twelve hours later. At least if you go, someone in that office has to tell him you came, right? Just as you’re thinking about doubling back, your hand is already opening the door to Nelson, Murdock, and Page. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” a blonde woman says, looking up from her desk. 

“Is Matt Murdock in?” you ask. 

You notice how her eyes just barely look over to where you assume his office is. “Can I have your—Hey, wait!”

Walking into his office, you see him sitting at his desk, his fingers running over papers as Foggy stands to his left. 

“Get out, Foggy,” you tell him. “I need to talk with Matt.”

Foggy looks between you and Matt skeptically before standing straight as if he’s about to walk out.

“Foggy and I are discussing case strategy right now,” Matt says curtly. “This is confidential. You can’t be here.”

“Then take a break from it, we need to talk.”

“I’m afraid I can’t. We need to wrap this up, and then we have client meetings back to back all day.”

“You seriously expect me to believe that? It’s 10:00 a.m. What about lunch?”

“Lunch meeting.”

“Then we’ll talk after.”

“I’m afraid we’re staying late. And if you’re here right now, it’s my guess you’re working the late shift tonight.”

“Then I’ll make an appointment with you, I don’t care, we need to talk, Matt.”

“I think we both said everything we needed to last night.”

The sentence and the look on his face is like an ice-cold dagger in your heart.

“You’re a real piece of shit,” you breathe, your face scrunching as you hold back your tears. “Go to hell.”

As you start to walk out of the office, you hear Foggy call out: “Karen, stop them!”

The blonde does as he asks, maneuvering in front of you, mirroring every step you take to halt your exit.

“(Y/N),” Foggy breathes as he comes out to meet you, taking Karen’s place. “What’s going on?”

“A mistake,” you sigh. “And now, after seven years, I guess it’s finally over.”

“Matt said something about last night. Did something happen?”

You straighten and adjust your hand on the step of your bag. “He came to me for some help. I gave him a hand, and he left when I wasn’t looking.” You notice the slightest raise in Foggy’s eyebrows, and you can tell he knows exactly what’s going on and just what kind of help Matt came to you for last night.

“Turn around,” he says softly.

“Foggy—,” you begin to protest.

“Nope, for once you’re both gonna listen to me,” he insists with a gentle hand on your back, leading you back to Matt’s office.

“Foggy—,” Matt starts once you both enter his space.

“Nope,” Foggy says, holding up his hand. “You two are going to talk about whatever all this is right now. I can handle the client meeting with Karen.”

“But—.”

“No. All of this has been going on between you two for nearly a decade. You’re my friends, and as much as neither of you want to admit it, you still mean a damn lot to one another.”

Walking out of the office, Foggy closes the door behind him, the loud sound of a door clicking shut cutting through the deafening silence of pure tension as you place your bag on one of the client chairs in front of his desk. 

“What the hell, Matt?” you hiss, your voice quivering as tears immediately sting at your eyes. 

“(Y/N)—,” he starts, smoothing out his tie against his button down. 

“No!”

“Keep your voice down.”

Your lip quivers as you stand and stare at him. “I cleaned up so much blood last night, you were incredibly injured . . . You could barely move—It hurt you to breathe, and you just left! I-I . . . I was so scared! I was sick to my stomach! I was half-convinced that if I came here today, you wouldn’t be in because you’d be dead on some street all alone!”

“You had a phone call. I wanted to give you your privacy.” How the hell is he keeping his voice so flat? You feel like you could scream, and he sounds like he’s telling you the weather for the day.

“Oh my God, Matt!” you cry, running your fingers through your hair. “That—I—! Cover your ears and wait! You couldn’t ha—!” Your blood runs cold when a thought runs across the forefront of your mind. “Did you leave . . . Because I left that night at Columbia?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Take off your glasses and look at me!” you shout, rage, hurt, and betrayal coursing through your veins. “I am done. Tell me the truth.”

Pausing for a moment, he does as you ask. You don’t know how it’s possible, but he looks even worse than he did last night. 

“If this is some sort of cruel punishment for something I was genuinely mistaken about, you’ve got a sick sense of justice. I thought I was going to die from how worried I was about you, and you—!”

“I couldn’t stomach the thought of listening to you talk to your boyfriend,” he cuts you off. “I heard him call you ‘baby’, and I—.”

“You could hear that from where you were on the sofa?” you clarify, totally confused. 

“Yeah, I could. My hearing is one of the ways I do . . . what brought me to you last night.” He clears his throat. “It’s a lot to explain.”

“Is that the only reason you left?”

He moistens his lips, his eyebrows pulling together as he shakes his head. “You were gonna tell me no. You were gonna say you didn’t want to see me ever again. That was gonna be the nail in my coffin, and it was gonna be the last time I ever saw you. It made sense to leave while you were on the phone to save us both another heartbreak, but then I heard how you were crying after I left. I wanted to turn around and just hold onto you, but, I think that would’ve only made it worse.”

“I wasn’t gonna tell you no, Matt,” you breathe. 

He tilts his face back up, showing you fresh tear marks along his face. “You weren’t?”

“No, Matt. I was going to say I needed some time. Everything we unpacked last night . . . I was a lot. Between what happened in Columbia, you stumbling into my place, what you were doing last night—I needed time to sit with it. And then you left, and I . . .” You swallow hard before you take a few steps toward him. “I felt so ashamed, because everything about our relationship has been my fault. But all I know with every ounce of myself that I want to fix it, and I swear if you ever leave me again, there is no place where you can go where I won’t find you to give you a piece of my mind and a swift smack to your head.”

His eyebrows shoot up like those of a sad puppy as you make your way around the desk. “(Y/N) . . .”

“I mean it,” you tack on. 

“You have a boyfriend.”

“I care about him, yes. But if you’re asking me to compare my affections, who I’ve imagined a future with? That’s you, Matt. You’re my future, and you always have been.”

A tear rolls down his cheek. “I-It won’t be easy.”

“I know.” You slide your hands into his. “Matt, do you remember that night when we were studying for that exam? When I told you that doctors are told to look for horses, not zebras?”

“Mm,” he hums, leaning his forehead against yours. “I remember that night well.”

“You’re my zebra, Matt. I don’t want easy. I want you. The good, the bad, the complicated, all the messy history—everything. I want to be there for you, and I will sit and talk it all through, I will stay up late to be with you when you get back from being out at night. I want to lay it out so we can start over. Start fresh.”

He squeezes your hands, rubbing his thumbs back and forth over the back of your hands. “I’m not gonna go anywhere,” he vows. “I swear.”

“Neither am I,” you breathe, resting your forehead on his.

“Can I kiss you?” It’s not so much a question, but an urgent plea filled with need, as if it isn’t fulfilled here and now, he might wither away. You don’t give him the pleasure of a verbal response before you pull him in for a kiss. His hands hold onto your waist for dear life as you wrap your arms around his neck. The kiss is firm and passionate and flooded with too many emotions to properly process. But even in the thick of it, it feels like you’re back in law school the night you got drinks with Matt—light and utterly in love. You’re absolutely breathless when Matt pulls back and the kiss breaks, but he helps steady your racing heart with how he continues to hold onto you. 

“Meet me back here when you get off of work,” he breathes. “We can go back to my place, and I’ll explain everything you want to know. Have a few drinks.”

“Last time we had a few drinks, I ended up in your bed,” you say softly, brushing your nose against his. “And you shouldn’t be mixing the pain killers I gave you with alcohol.”

“Whoops,” he says with a lopsided grin. “Sounds like you’re just the right person to stick around and keep me in line, though.”

You brush your nose against his and smile softly. “Damn right I am. And I’m not going anywhere.”

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[miiilowo]

Going through the recent posts on this blog has made me feel so validated in my opinion that this is probably the stupidest bit of fnaf lore ever conceived bc I’ve been seeing people on twt pretend like it’s genius and was planned from the beginning and stuff and I’m gonna be so real I don’t know how much longer I could’ve taken it . It’s so over

this is the stupidest thing theyve done so far because its not out there enough to be completely deniable (ex: springtrap mpreg) and we're just going to have to accept it and accept that people are gonna be using this to explain lore shit for the rest of time. this is fucking awful. i hate the illusion discs but the explanation for fnaf 4 is RIGHT THERE if you dont want it to be a nightmare. we literally already have an explanation. why on fucking earth did they think it would be a good idea to introduce HALLUCINOGENIC GAS CHAMBERS into fnaf. having william sic the illusion-disc-a-matronics on michael wouldve been bad enough for his characterization as is, but this is FAR worse. they have no idea what theyre doing. this is so out of character i cannot even begin to explain it. i know people who dont give a shit about him or his actual personality will think im pulling that out of my ass, but this seriously is so far out of the realm of "things william afton would feasibly do" that when i first saw a post about it i ignored it because i thought the person who made it was trolling. like i thought the MIMIC was bad. im so fucking sorry mimic baby youre not nearly as egregious as this come back im so fucking sorry

[henrioo]

CIS PEOPLE CANNOT DECIDE THE PARAMETERS FOR SOMEONE TO BE TRANS OR NOT

I'M FUCKING TIRED OF A CIS COMING TO ME AND SAYING I'M NOT A MAN BECAUSE I HAVE LONG HAIR, BECAUSE I LIKE DRESSES OR HIGH HEELS

THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE AND I WILL CHOOSE HOW TO LIVE IT, I WILL CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO BE IDENTIFIED, I HAVE CONTROL OVER MY LIFE, NOT YOU

After this scream I'm going to vent a little because even though I'm a hard rock to break, it doesn't mean that things don't affect me

If they don't hurt me anymore, it will be very difficult for you to hurt me, you know, especially about my trans experience. It's hard enough to offend me, so getting hurt is even harder

But it doesn't mean it doesn't affect me, and it affects and affects me, frustrating me, making me mad at a level where I often question how someone is so stupid

There's this woman (cis straight) and we were from a common group and we became friends, everything was fine, we had similar tastes, etc

But she did something that really irritated me, which was writing Mpreg, if you don't know why this is transphobic, etc. I genuinely don't feel like explaining now, but feel free to send me a message and I'll explain it better later and no, it's not necessarily forbidden to write Mpreg because of this, ok? It's more complicated than it looks

But I ignored it and like I said, mpreg is transphobic but being a writer or artist who uses it doesn't make you one, it's different, you know

But I started to notice the signs, one of the first was how she REFUSED to write trans men when it came to mpreg, she said she simply didn't like it and felt it wasn't her style, She also said that she would much rather have men giving birth through the ass than using a natural biological process that is men giving birth through a vagina

You may not see transphobia in this but it's fucking weird

And then I also started to realize that she was strangely obsessed with gay ships, to the level of just liking them and refusing to imagine them with women or accept other couples

It was also very strange that she EXCLUSIVELY liked gay couples, seriously, both the extreme of only liking LGBT couples and only liking straight couples is problematic, ok?

And now I found out that she also came up with this talk about Yamato being a woman, and I just started to get pissed off because it wasn't just like, oh that's my opinion, She spoke in a way that was like, this is a fucking truth and if you don't believe it, you're seeing something that isn't there

AND HOLY SHIT, WHAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM WITH PEOPLE WANTING TO DICTATE WHAT MAKES SOMEONE BE TRANS OR NOT???

WHY DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT A CHARACTER IS NOT TRANS WHEN YOU ARE A FUCKING CIS??? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE TRANS

And all her arguments were bullshit about Yamato only being inspired by Oden, what a holy shit it already happened, right, use a real argument, holy shit

I'm just fucking tired of people like this

People who aren't even trans thinking they know what it's like to be trans, who know how trans people manifest themselves and expose themselves

No, no, Yamato took showers with men because he likes Luffy, ahem, of course that was it

No, no, Yamato continued using male pronouns even after saying he no longer wanted to be Oden due to Oda's mistake, of course

No, no, Yamato being called son by Kaido himself which only shows that his father knew and supported, besides showing the rest of the world calling him daughter is not a parallel for trans people who are in the closet and can only come out to their parents and sometimes not even that, Of course not, Oda would never think of that pfft

I'm tired, tired of seeing stupid people, because seriously, a person is not stupid because they don't know something, a person is stupid because they refuse to learn something

And transphobes and homophobes are the stupidest people on the face of the earth because they will always refuse to learn

And besides being funny, it's kind of sad, because they never keep it to themselves, they always need to attack others to prove it

Well I never think anyone reads my huge posts but I like to vent on them because I like tumblr

So my dear trans colleague, don't be discouraged, don't be afraid, don't give up

Because you are a star that will still shine brightly in this sky and these idiots will be far below you, millions of light years away, seeing only an illusion of your light, because you will be so badass and so brilliant, that they won't be able to come close to admire your true light

[honey-mice]

to anyone who thinks people are fearmongering about trump please take a fucking second to remember that fearmongering involves exaggeration. people arent fucking exaggerating about the destruction trump will do if he gets into office again. please please please look up project 2025. its not a fucking exaggeration. its real. stop pretending that you can just not vote and that will do anything!! people who support trump will vote no matter how much you think we can just boycott voting. you are just giving them the win at that point! i genuinely cant understand how fucking out of the loop of the world you must be to think boycotting voting will do jack shit in this stupid country.

also i think some people have this idea that there arent a lot of trump supporters. well thats great if you are in a place where you dont encounter any, seriously that sounds wonderful. but i regret to inform you that they do exist and there are still a lot of them. less than 5 minutes away from my house there are people that hold little trump rallys every couple of months. 3 members of my extended family are very heavy trump supporters and there are at least 7 that are probably going to vote for him. by my house there are multiple people on the street with trump flags still flying. and thats all just stuff thats close to me. in this little bubble. please stop pretending that just because you and your friends know trump is awful that it means the rest of the country agrees with you. it is important to realize how many people still support him. because if you dont it can lead people to do what i said before, be stupid and think its better to not vote.

if you need people to say shit about what great things biden has done and the good sides of him and all that shit to literally think you shouldnt vote against trumps plans for a dictatorship then you are fucking hopeless. you shouldnt need people to win your over with biden to vote against trump. if you arent a white cishet ablebodied christian man then you will be fucked if trump gets into office. i dont like biden. im not going to sugar coat that man so that people dont vote for someone who will strip them of all of their rights. open your fucking eyes. boycotting voting is the stupidest shit ive ever heard.

[foreverfairytailfan]

🚨RANNT ABOUT FAIRY TAIL HATE INCOMINGGGG🚨

Long rant. Like LONG long. Feel free to scroll on by but I seriously needed this off my chest so just be prepared if you decide to read it💀 also not trying to (and wont with all due respect) debate with anyone about the things I’ve mentioned below, this is just purely how I feel inside atm, plus it’s super sloppy and emotionally charged; I would’ve done a much better job at talking if it was a debate post, but it’s not lol. Debating stuff about FT can always happen another time on another day so hopefully this post isn’t misunderstood to be starting something, just a simple rant :) okaythanksforyourtimehaveagoodday

Mentions of death, as well as murder/killing

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ARGH THESE FAIRY TAIL HATERS GET ON MY NERVES SOMETIMES FOR REAL! LIKE I GET PERSONAL PREFERENCES BUT THEY HATE OVER THE MOST STUPIDEST THINGS ABOUT IT!!

One thing I always see people complain about is how Fairy Tail hardly has any killings. First of all, wtf??? How have we become so desensitized that we want to see innocent characters to die? Like I get it contributes to good story telling by expressing the emotional process of it all, and I certainly know I’m not immune to a good and gripping character death when it’s done right, but come on do we really need to have people dying left and right ALL THE TIME?? If the story has to have so many deaths 24/7 to make it a good story, is it really a good story?

Second, there was in fact death in Fairy Tail; it’s just not enough death for people to mention apparently?? While the deaths are rare in FT, when they happen I think it hits harder, and it makes it much more personal because it’s not a normal occurrence. It affects you on a deeper level because you weren’t expecting it already, you know? It shows us that death shouldn’t be taken lightly.

Third, death is not gonna happen frequently for Fairy Tail. Why? BECAUSE THEY ARENT ACTIVELY FIGHTING CRIME!! THEY ARE NOT A GUILD ABOUT FIGHTING PEOPLE!!! They. are. not. superheros!! They are a magic guild that cares about family, their town and townspeople, and supporting one another. They always try keep the violence to themselves (aka roughhousing) and taking jobs that can have potential battles involved.

They don’t ask to be dragged into shit like guild wars, fighting literal dragons and crazies, and life threatening forces! They fight because they’re good people who want to protect the ones they love, innocents, and their planet. This is not a shonen about killing their enemies and bathing in their blood and victory, all they want is to have peace and fun with each other. There is more to the story than death. There are multiple tragic things that happen in the series that are just as heartbreaking as a death.

It’s a feel good series that doesn’t focus on the deep negatives, but how people overcome said negatives and use the power of the love for their found family to fight for what’s right. You say it’s a surface level series, but the truth is your not willing to look deeper under it because you can’t be bothered to see there is more to a series than many deaths, killings, etc.

there are so many shows and mangas like FT that don’t get a quarter of hate like FT does and I just think it’s incredibly stupid and unfair to target a show over petty reasons such as LACK OF DEATH?? It’s a wonderful show that is supposed to cheer you up and make you feel happy, why can’t we just have a series that’s exactly like that and still be considered a good story? And yes, Fairy Tail isn’t perfect; no series is. It has its flaws just like any other shonen.

My point is that FT is picked on way too much for reasons that other anime’s display as well, and that there’s a lot of hypocrisy in FT haters. I never understood why Fairy Tail was the scapegoat for all the hate when their favorite shows and mangas do the exact same thing! If Fairy Tail isn’t what you’re looking for, then move on without shitting on it.

The people of Fairy Tail are extremely important to me, as cheesy and cringe as that sounds. They raised me, taught me lessons that I still hold dear to my heart to this day. It has picked me up in times of need while still being able to evoke strong emotions from me. It just gets under my skin when so many people either pick it apart and don’t bother to dig deeper behind the meaning of it, or just sexualize the characters constantly without paying attention to the valuable lessons we could be learning from them instead.

I know it’s just a show/series at the end of the day, and I shouldn’t let it bother me this much; but I can’t help it, the characters are like family to me and have helped me process many emotions and gotten me through dark times. I just think if you’re gonna hate, you should do your research first and then come back with plausible reasons. I respect all opinions (as long as it doesn’t hurt others) and I never try to say that they’re wrong and I’m right blahblahblah because we all have our own preferences and that should be celebrated, as well as be able to have the right to express them; but let’s not over do it with hate outloud and in the open where people can be affected by the hurtful things you say.

[nightcoremoon]

somehow the boys managed to fuck up its narrative harder than both marvel AND dc did, by trying too hard to just be a modernized watchmen, but stumbling over its own dick at the last second by making literally all of its characters the dumbest morons who ever lived and following the exact footsteps of thirteen reasons why. trying to redeem the rapist by giving him a sad backstory? CHECK. forgetting that the catalyst of the main protagonist is the dead girlfriend whose ghost showing up was a central tenet of the core narrative before that entire plotline was scrapped because the new girl came along? CHECK. fourth season ruined by Super Smart Black Girl being a complete nuisance? CHECK. potentially grounded themes and hyperrealism and kinda intelligent social commentary absolutely fucking buried underneath a mountain of tasteless schlock thrown in to be marketably ~edgy~? CHECK. bad acting? …okay you got me there.

don’t get me wrong, the actors are fucking amazing. they performed their parts PERFECTLY. some of the best acting you will ever see in your life. 90% of the writing is excellent.

then the other 10% is the stupidest trash you’ve ever heard.

tell me why I feel more sad about a fucking octopus than I do about half the main cast getting thanos’d because they are obviously not gonna break the number one golden rule of screenwriting which is NO ON SCREEN BODY MEANS NO DEATH for anything but a literal actual baby because the number two golden rule of screenwriting is nobody wants to see a dead baby. rammstein almost got sued because their third album is a dead baby. and I can’t take the dead baby seriously because superman melted a woman’s face with his eyeball lasers, and there was no discretion shot. just straight up gore porn. it doesn’t even look good, the cgi is SO BAD.

MORTAL KOMBAT 9 HAS BETTER GORE EFFECTS AND IT’S 13 FUCKING YEARS OLD.

the show would be better if there was no sex or gore. you have to be a very special kind of shitty to accomplish that.

the social commentary started off great and then it had all the subtlety of a brick to the face, except the brick is on fire soaked with hydrochloric acid and filled with nitroglycerin and launched out of a cannon on the ISS at 200 miles per hour, and the face is an active fucking volcano. resident evil 5 was less on the nose. Chris Punched a Fucking Boulder. Homelander Is Literally Donald Trump. Republicans Are Bad. And Racist. And Misogynist. And Secretly Gay And Kinky. Rape Is Funny When It Happens To Men, Right? fuck off.

like yeah I agree with you (on some of it) but you don’t think that maybe you entered the realm of Tasteless about a season and a half before the Literal Actual Orgy Episode?

i almost don’t give a shit about season 5. what can they possibly do to untuck themselves from the corner they fucked themselves into by completely sabotaging the character of basically the entire fucking cast except for the main villain who turns out to be the Secret True Protagonist all along. they wanna try SO HARD to be watchmen but they can’t even do that right because they ruined the premise in season one. there are no real superheros; nobody was born charles xavier or erik lensherr, everybody was grown in a lab. every mutant is wolverine. oh no it’s just another aluminum foil hat series. womp womp. Government Bad. we get it. 🙄

[afniel]

Fall asleep

Immediately have nightmare.

In the nightmare I am also asleep?

Fucking inception type ass shit.

In the nightmare I am also talking in my sleep and possibly singing something though I don't remember what now.

I suspect I was actually doing this in real life too but I can't prove that and my partner isn't home so I can't ask someone else.

Then suddenly a cat is on the bed?

"Well that's not correct," I think in my nightmare, "they're all outside the bedroom. How could a cat be here. I know there aren't any cats in the bedroom."

I open my eyes. Probably in real life, because I have been known to do this in my sleep and it usually results in me having absolutely wild hallucinations.

Absolutely tame hallucination: there is a cat standing on the bed.

"Okay, that still doesn't seem right but I guess that's just what's happening."

(This is also why I don't lucid dream: I will inevitably convince myself that my dream is totally reality, you guys, seriously this is actually happening for realsies.)

The cats in my nightmare start crashing around downstairs and knocking things over and being so loud I'm sure they're destroying the house. Dishes are breaking. Furniture is falling. I'm going to be sweeping glass for a week.

...While Mozart's Eine Kleine Nachtmusik in G Major, K. 525: I. Allegro plays, because I can't just have a normal stress nightmare, I have to do it funny style.

Except.

EXCEPT,

Instead of strings, it's entirely played on the Mario Paint meowcat.

Yes I did actually factually wake up in terror from this don't EVEN fucking ask. This is STILL not the stupidest nightmare I've ever had!

Also I had the brain zaps again which is really, really making me think the nightmares are not the cause but a symptom themselves. It's almost always basically immediately upon falling asleep, it's always a nightmare, and I suspect there's some element of sleep apnea involved. Y'know. Despite me religiously using my CPAP. I'm beginning to wonder if I don't have some combo apnea, because I should not be having obstructive apnea episodes, but I sure do wake up like I'm drowning sometimes.

SERIOUSLY THO WHY THE MEOWCAT MUSIC. WHAT WAS SCARY ABOUT THAT I NEED TO KNOW!! Like my nightmares are usually unrealistically on the nose for subject matter but this is just ??? what. Mario Paint Meowcat Mozart? That's what's gonna have me wake up gasping? Okay. Sure. That may as well just happen.

[goatpaste]

How would you write Anisui? Would you write him out of the storyline or reduce his role?

nah, i hate him but i dont

i think part of my more strong hate for him came from his twitter fans who made me annoyed with him, but when i actually went back to watch through Stone Ocean i was just kinda like, lol this guy sucks

so truly i range from he's funny and shitty to kinda boring, i dont think his role in stone ocean is BAD i just think he's a bit of a pain and i dont like the way him and jolynes relationship (?) is done b ecause im like? it both feels like were not supposes to take it seriously, but also we should? Because anasui's feelings feel like a joke and jolyne doesnt feel like she cares he exist for the most part, but at the very end it feels like we were supposes? to take it somewhat seriously? when it felts like jolyne had more romantic plot with ermes and foof literally lol. Like yeah i can see them getting married t the end of Stone Ocean if they survived, and having the stupidest funniest marriage that sucks so hard they would get divorced and remarried speedrun style, i just dont think either of them TRULY would like each other if they got to spend more than a day or two together and spoke more than a few sentences

none the less, his role is fine, i think stone ocean is actually really solid writing and i dont have much to say in the way of feeling much needs to be changed beside, ykno like unsavory things ofc

BUT I WILL SAY

i dont think it NEEDS it

but anasui as a Pucci minion somewhat similar to Foo Fighters would have been very VERY fun imo

Him takin the 'honey pot' angle at Jolyne and not just going in guns blazing at her, trying to befriend her and get her to trust him before he can take her out. Knowing how to manipulated Foo and get them to do what he wants to make his plans work out under the idea that he doing all this to 'help' jolyne. Anasui outburst coming from the fact he IS trying to be friends with her to kill her for Pucci, and getting frustrated she wont give him the time of day.

Anasui getting found out, getting the shit beaten out of him and assimilated into the jolyne party similar to foo fighters, but anasui behaves more like his real shitty self which isnt him trying to be cruel anymore he's just kind of a bitch but he's honest about how he feels and who he is and he actually has formed a genuine respect for jolyne. Also him and Foof coming from a similar place of being manipulated and used by Pucci and maybe forming a weird freineamie bond over it...

i just think Pucci Minion Anasui could be very fun is all, thats all lol

[justmybookthots]

Caraval

Just finished my 50th book of the year and it's… Caraval.

Yes, by Stephanie Garber, who wrote the OUABH series, which I utterly despised. (I'd already forsaken this series by Book 2 and I'm just cackling people were disappointed by Book 3.) Caraval is claimed by many to be worse than OUABH, so I honestly was debating kicking it off my list or just ignoring it forever? But then I saw it in the library, and you must understand that it is NEVER in the library. It is always on loan for some godforsaken reason. So, I borrowed it, out of a scholarly curiosity, you can say.

I went into it expecting to hate it, and I… didn't. 

To me, this was more enjoyable than OUABH? At least, the first seventy-percent. I was really enjoying every page and wondering why the general public hated it? The premise was really fascinating—a girl trapped in some magical game with so many twists and turns—and I had soooooo many questions and… yeah.

Now…. spoilers.

The last thirty-percent kicked in and I went from intrigued to confused and not enjoying it anymore. The writing was so WEIRD when Julian 'died'. I couldn't feel anything at all while Scarlett wept in the most comical fashion for her man, lol. It's hard to put a finger as to what went wrong, but all  I can say is that the writing did not execute it properly. Lord, it was so over the top. Also, I just didn't care much for Julian and the plot twist about his identity came to no surprise to me. 

This man did the stupidest and most bewildering shit; why did he just stand there and let Scarlett's father slash his face? I swear to the heavens, Stephanie loves writing her men as martyrs, and the women their Bob the Builders. The whole "I'm bad and there's no redemption for me, I have secrets you should be afraid of so stay away" made me hurl. AND WHAT FOR? The ending reveals that none of his tragic backstory was real ANYWAY.

I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY JULIAN STAYED BEHIND TO STAY WITH SCARLETT WHEN HIS ROLE WAS APPARENTLY JUST TO BRING HER TO CARAVAL. You're telling me it was love at first sight? It was so confusing and unconvincing.

Also the last part where Tella introduces Scarlett to 'Daniel' and then Scarlett goes to the balcony and then 'Daniel' reveals himself followed by the sisters' father showing up and then Tella dramatically jumping off the balcony… I was actually laughing during this scene because it felt like I was reading a badly done play. It's supposed to be sad, intense and dramatic (I think?) but I was just like… "What is going on, why is everyone yelling" and when Scarlett wept again for her dead sister, I was on the floor.

It was so bad. 😭

And guess what? It turned out NONE OF THIS MATTERED ANYWAY. The whole play was Legend doing Tella a favour and pulling this whole charade so that they could escape their dad by having Tella fake her death in front of him. I……. WHAT. All this… when it was just to fake a death? Surely there were less dramatic ways than this? Julian's backstory was fake, Julian's death was fake, everything was a cop-out. Even him giving up one day of his life for her was… for what, exactly? I'm so lost. And Scarlett just went, "I FORGIVE YOU" and bats her lashes. I swear this happened twice. The man pulls something on her, she stews, then goes, "I fOrGiVe yOu". 

Seriously, how bored are Legend and his performers to pull this madness/rigmarole just for these two sisters to escape their dad? I understand he made a deal with Tella and now he wants her to give him something in exchange, but it felt so…. WEIRD. I cannot believe the first 70% of suspense and fun just got smashed into pieces by this horrible ending. 

That said, I really am curious as to Legend's identity, and I want to know more about what he wants in return from Tella. Stephanie Garber is definitely not for me as a writer (the way she writes her heroines is cringe as fuck, same as her heroes) but I still want to check this trainwreck out. I'll see how it goes. For the most part, I enjoyed this book more than I didn't. I'm GLAD Legend didn't show himself at the end. If the man that claimed to be Legend in the last couple of chapters had really been Legend, I'd have been so disappointed.

- 30 Oct

[tangibletechnomancy]

Chill the fuck out, deviantART did a REALLY good thing.

No. Seriously. I did not expect to wake up to "deviantART invented a protocol to allow people to opt out of having their art used in AI training datasets" today. I genuinely was afraid something like that was going to take a lot longer. The finer details about the rollout strategy sucked, yeah, but that's about normal for dA...you'd think they'd learn better after years and years and years of every TOS update, major or minor, resulting in people flipping shit about them claiming enough right over your work to display it on a social art website as designed, but it can be like that with websites sometimes.

Because, here's the thing, the big ethical problem we had before, is that there was no way to opt out before. Posting shit damned near anywhere on the internet was, by default, treated as implicit consent. Which is not as evil as it sounds - again, despite a lot of claims, image generation AI is not "just a collage machine" any more than Photoshop is, until you get into the loudest and cruelest users it's a lot more comparable to how an art student would do studies and the big ethical question about it centers on how it can do those studies so much faster than a human and it's not very hard to use the right prompts to plagiarize and the machine doesn't know the difference between that and just figuring out how colors and brushstrokes work - but it is bad. There's no way around that, it's an absolute mess and really shouldn't be the way things run at this point in time, but that just gets into a whole can of worms about how the technology started and relative scales and all kinds of other factors that we don't have time to get into.

We have an opt out button now. We didn't before. This is big.

The ONLY real fuck-up is that...they ALWAYS fuck up the phrasing of these updates, don't they? Plus, defaulting to "turning implicit consent into explicit consent" was the method that would functionally change the least, yes, but also might have been the stupidest way possible when it comes to human behavior and etiquette. If I have a preference, especially a relatively common one, that someone NOT do something, even if they otherwise expect to be allowed to do it most places - say, "please don't wear this specific perfume when we get together" - I'd be pretty pissed if someone suddenly taped a sign to my forehead that EXPLICITLY said "ALL PERFUMES OK AROUND ME" and expected me to dig through a drawer of alternate signs to communicate otherwise, plus defaulting to EXPLICIT consent when a lot of the web is still operating on undeclared, hotly contested, ethically dubious implicit consent makes it sound like scraping data from people who have openly said "I wish I could opt out, is there a way to do that? Because I really want it, opt me out now" but haven't hit the right toggle yet is BETTER than scraping from other sources when you're compiling a dataset. So, that was stupid, and I'm glad they changed it.

But ultimately? This is good. We have an opt out flag. WE HAVE AN OPT OUT FLAG. This should be the bottom line we're all focusing on here. We have an opt out flag that is ENCODED INTO THE RELEVANT PAGE HEADERS. AND SEVERAL AI DEVELOPERS ARE RUSHING TO PROGRAM IN RESPECT FOR IT. THIS IS HUGE AND GOOD.

[jossujb]

For the choose violence asks: 1, 3, 6 :D

the character everyone gets wrong

Wonder what fandom I'd go with this... well, the first one that coms to mind is Michael Knight from the Knight Rider. People just generally tend to remember him as an aggressive ladies man and testosterone filled macho, when he's like, actually, extremely chill, not at all pushy and despite having that hairy Hasselhoff chest he's actually got somewhat feminine qualities in taste and style.

Sure he like gets together with ladies in about every episode, but like. If you've actually watched the show seriously you notice that he's socially skilled extroverted person who also backs off if the feelings ain't there. So like, it pains me that that in popular consciousness he's remembered as a fuckboi.

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

I don't collect screenshots and I generally try to just bleach bad takes out of my brain immediately I see them, but I gotta say that just about every wank over Supernatural is next lever worst, and it always keeps surprising me with how much worse it can get xD

But let say that the fact that people actually factually got offended and personally somehow hurt after Misha Collings put feet his mouth and accidentally came out as bi ad had to take it back was the stupidest thing so far. Like, first of all, there's no such as thing as a real life person. You're actually just allowed to change up your label every hour if you feel like, and second of all, how the does it affect you? "I feel betrayed" jesus christ go outside. Or complain about the actual show being shitfest - it's also a waste of time, but at least isn't total shut-in behavior.

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

There's few types of annoying to me personally. Enthusiasm and popularity is something I don't hold against any ship, I fucking love it when people are creative show so much love.

What I hate about in some like Rey/Finn shippers of Star Wars (but other similar apply) is when they complain some other ship being more popular and how it's stupid that people spend their free time being interested in things they deem less worthy - when they actually could just be making that content for their favorite ship and create that positive hype instead of pushing others down.

Old school Destiel fans were super annoying in shitting on Sam on fanfictions, like there would be full chapter full of how many reasons how much he sucks when you might have as easily not feature him at all. But that doesn't happen so much, these days most annoying thing most Supernatural shippers that shit on Wincest - as if you would even be here without the pioneers, like you're such losers for hating people who came before you in THE loser fandom xDDD

Then there is some personal preference thing, where I gnuinely think that canon gives absolutely nothing latch onto, like eg all Wayward Sisters ships and Thirteen/Yasmin on Doctor Who, but that's like, on me really. I find it annoying cos I don't just don't personally get where people find the chemistry, but the people themselves aren't actually at fault and it's just a me-problem.

Thanks for asking. Let see how many hatemails I get xD

[neptunejheart]

Venting.. Read if you dare. Or don't. I don't care.

I had a therapist once tell me that I am optimistic & pessimistic at the same time n I'm like yeah man. Life isn't just rainbows and sunshine. I know the extremes of life when it comes to both the positives and the negatives. I see the totality of it all.

This is why I have beef with the LOA community bc they're so fucking ridiculous when it comes to the reality of life. 🙄 Toxic positivity is not the vibe.

I've been affirming and creating my reality for years and no matter how positive I think, I'll always be me and carry the experiences that have shown me things that I cannot forget no matter how much I've tried to forget.

Reality is a "simulation", an "illusion" and you want me to give a fuck about this shit? It's not "real". It's only as real as we make it.

I guess that's why I've surrendered into the story of it all bc if I'm gonna be here, I may as well get immersed in it & find some joy in it even if what brings me joy is literally the smallest things & stupidest things.

However, the reality of "none of this is real" lingers even if it feels real. Honestly, I can't even enjoy it sometimes bc of the disillusionment.

I legit have to create the most elaborate and extra ass stories in my mind to enjoy life now bc I know that everything is a reflection of whatever I told my mind.

Eg. "I am abundant" is the simplest statement yet my mind will have to create something extra as fuck to make it feel real to me.

Maybe it's because I have been through extremely bad things in the past to the point where I have to create extremely good things now to balance that out. It's a whole thing 🙄 reality is simple yet complex.

Earth feels like settling ngl. Idc what any LOA or spiritual ppl say. Being on earth IS settling to me. They be like "you can have anything you want." And I'm like actually you can't on Earth. Maybe they're happy with what Earth has to offer but I simply am not. There's infinite possibilities and I have to compromise and settle on this planet bc of laws and physics that I have no control over. It's stupid.

Anyways I guess that's that. I have made peace with all of it and I will just entertain myself while I'm on this planet bc I've no other choice. I didn't ask to be born or created and yet I have to be here. You best believe I will be entertaining myself and not taking anything seriously anymore.

That's it. If you read, thank you for making it to the end. I really just needed to release. If you're also feeling similarly or the same way, let's just have fun bc we all gonna die someday. It is what it is. We may as well have a good time.

[heavilypregnantdatasoong]

man i want to kill myself and im just generally insane since last night. what the fuck is going on with my brain chemistry. my self esteem is rock bottom all my energy is going into wrestling off my paranoia and intrusive thoughts. the self-disgust is OFF THE CHARTS. posting about it here probably aint doing much to help LOL but hi haha. I hate myself so bad and its over the stupidest shit. Like I know this is all real crazy irrational and its gotta be hormones or sleep deprivation or whatever and I'll be normal again at some point so I'm just trying my hardest not to take it too seriously but holy fuck. Cried myself asleep and cried myself awake.