#para: it will take more than common sense

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The Gish Gallop was a term coined I think on the 2000s internet for a rhetorical maneuver where to buttress an argument you provide a ton of low-quality evidence; that the evidence is bad means it should be easy to refute, but the very large volume means it will take much longer to explain why it's all wrong than it did to copy-paste a bunch of links, and to a certain kind of very naive onlooker, it looks like the galloper is winning--after all, the one interlocutor has presented a ton of evidence! The second interlocutor has to spend so much time bending over backwards to refute it! Surely the first guy is more knowledgeable and authoritative. You aren't going to look at all that evidence yourself, of course--who has the time?

But listening to Dan McClellan talk about the Gospel of John this morning, it occurs to me that I don't think this is disingenuous. Not entirely. I think this is just the style of argumentation a lot of Christians (of a particular religious flavor) are used to. And I'm not just talking about in non- or para-religious matters like evolution. This is how Christianity understands the Bible.

This week's Data over Dogma is about the theology of John, and why it is non-trinitarian (because the Trinity is a much later doctrine developed as a kind of political compromise, maintained only because it had state backing) and does not actually identify Jesus with God (the theological developments are more complicated here; but suffice it to say it was not at all a given that "authorized bearer of the divine name" and "actually God" were the same being in 1st century Hellenistic Judaism, and indeed the distinction between the two had developed in Jewish thought precisely to avoid the awkwardness of anthropomorphic figures proclaiming themselves God in some of the older sections of the Hebrew Bible).

The funny thing is, there are a ton of passages in John that get trotted out as proof texts that Jesus is God. There are very good reasons in the case of each one to doubt that that is actually the correct reading; but of course, if you don't know anything about Greek, all you have are modern translations produced under the assumption of the dogma of the Trinity--mostly for devotional readers of the Bible who would be outraged if the Trinity wasn't in the New Testament--and you have been raised in a cultural and/or educational milieu where it is simply a default assumption about the way the world works that the Trinity is a timeless concept that has been in the Bible from the beginning, it sure looks like one side is spinning up tendentious arguments based on silly semantics that have nothing to do with the religion you learned as a kid.

But this exegetical approach (really, eisegetical) is common to many topics in traditional Christian theology. There are a ton of passages from the Septuagint that the Gospels warp to be about Jesus, even though, in their original context, this doesn't make any sense; sometimes even they're based on obvious mistranslations, like having Jesus ride into Jerusalem on the back of two animals simultaneously because you don't understand appositives. And you can poke holes in any individual bit of this exegesis, but psychologically having a ton of low-quality evidence for a thing is a pretty effective bulwark against thinking critically about that evidence; for every individual argument you knock down, the person you are arguing against is probably thinking, "yeah, but what about all that other stuff," even if they can't actually name all that other stuff in the moment.

And it's not mendacious! This is the stuff of true belief; this is how you get breathless Christian commentators saying the Bible couldn't possibly be written by human hands, because it so perfectly predicted Jesus even in the Old Testament--and the evidence they point to is, to anyone not steeped in traditional Christian exegesis, and especially to Jews who have their own exegetical traditions, absolutely barmy. Like really pants-on-head crazy stuff. But of course even now it is still being processed, in many parts of the world, through a two thousand year old tradition trying to reconcile it all and to normalize it all, and--to bring it back to discussions of evolution on the internet in the 2000s--I can't help but think of all those people who talk about the experience of thinking evolution was so obviously nonsense, because all they were exposed to was the fundamentalist strawman of it. When they finally sat down and began to read about it on their own, from unbiased sources--often with the intent of criticizing it--they realized how distorted their understanding was, and how limited their supposed outside view.

(If there are general lessons to be wrung from this situation, I think it's simply "beware of echo chambers." Social consensus in a bubble can make bad arguments feel much stronger than they really are, especially if you are not exposed to the actual opposing view. Be on guard against mistaking "quantity of evidence" for "quality of argument," especially if you're not gonna evaluate that evidence yourself. Also all religious traditions are fundamentally eisegetical, because in order to keep holy writ relevant to the community its meaning has to be constantly renegotiated. So, uh. If you want high-quality exegesis, ask an academic, not a theologian.)

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paring: enzo vogrincic x fem!reader [ no faceclaim ] summary: your boyfriend, enzo, needs to lose a lot of weight during the filming of his new movie. You decided that you wouldn't let it be a torture for him, discovering and sharing new recipes together. writer: I always find myself thinking about Enzo talking about how it was a great time for him, the time he needed to lose weight. And I got the little idea of ​​him being quite domestic with his girlfriend, trying out those new recipes that would help with the weight loss journey.

( tradução para o português )

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yourusername It's been 84 years since this house went on a mandatory diet, mainly because I wouldn't leave Enzo completely alone in this, and now father and son are both kinda grumpy

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simonhempe pipito suffering from having to eat healthily, just like me fr

yourusername He is suffering because his father can no longer spoil him with food, gato arruinado

moratodeschini give the cat what he wants, the man I don't really care????

kuku.esteban I'm in favor of hiring pipo to act in pipe's place, almost same name

rocco.posca wtf??? Why does your breakfast seem to be tastier than it should be??

matiasrecalt My meals are so tasteless I'm thinking about throwing myself off the cabbage tree vogrincicenzo thank god is my girlfriend who cook this type of thing for me

pipegonzalezotano missing real food hour

paubaldini this seems soo good, i'm gonna ugly cry

Enzo woke up that morning with a sense of calm and determination that enveloped him like a gentle hug. The sunlight, filtered through the partly open curtains, painted the room with a golden aura, making him feel as though he were immersed in a peaceful dream. Nestled between soft sheets, he allowed his mind to adjust to waking up, absorbing the serenity that permeated the environment. The enticing aroma of coffee wafted through the air, filling him with anticipation and comfort. He knew, without needing to get up, that his girlfriend was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast with care and love. It was a ritual of connection, a way to start the day together, sharing not only meals but also dreams and aspirations.

The weight loss journey for his role in "The Snow Society" had become more than just a professional goal. It had become a central part of their lives, a shared journey that strengthened their bond and united them in a common purpose. They had embraced this journey together, facing challenges and celebrating victories side by side. Every morning, as they smelled the fresh coffee and contemplated the soft light flooding the room, they renewed their mutual commitment to care for each other and themselves. It was more than just losing weight for a role; it was about taking care of their bodies, nurturing their minds, and strengthening their relationship through mutual support and camaraderie.

With a gentle yawn, Enzo stretched in bed, letting the last remnants of sleep escape his body. Wearing his comfortable pajama shorts, he prepared for another day filled with challenges and adventures alongside his partner. Aware of the possibilities the day held, he filled himself with determination and curiosity, readily willing to face whatever came his way. As he stepped through the partly open door of the kitchen, Enzo was greeted by the familiar and comforting sound of hot water passing through the coffee filter. The welcoming aroma filled the room, enveloping him in an aura of comfort and familiarity. His girlfriend was focused, her skilled hands carefully cutting fresh fruits, ready to compose the perfect breakfast. The morning ritual of preparing the first meal of the day together was a tangible expression of their love and mutual commitment.

As he watched his partner work with skill, Enzo couldn't help but smile at Pipo, the couple's lazy cat, elegantly stretched out on the counter, lazily watching the kitchen activity. The feline was a constant presence in their lives, bringing comfort and joy with its serene and indolent personality. Enzo approached the counter, enveloping his girlfriend in a hug from behind, planting a loving kiss on her neck. The atmosphere was imbued with a tranquil serenity, as if the very air were suffused with an aura of peace. The gentle clinking of knives cutting fresh fruit was the only sound breaking the silence, creating a delicate and comforting melody that filled the kitchen. Enzo, entering quietly, contemplated the scene with a sense of calm and admiration.

His girlfriend was immersed in her work, her graceful and precise movements revealing the dedication and care she put into each task, not only in meal preparation but also in nurturing their relationship. Every fruit cut was executed with a mastery that denoted years of practice and love for the culinary arts. Enzo watched her with a sparkle in his eyes, marveling at his partner's skill and grace. It was as if she were dancing among the ingredients, moving with a natural harmony and fluidity that captivated his heart. In her delicate gestures, he saw not only a master in the kitchen but also a committed companion intent on making every shared moment special and meaningful.

As the sunlight gently spilled through the window, illuminating the scene with golden hues, Enzo felt inundated with a sense of gratitude and tenderness. That was the essence of the life they had built together: simple moments, yet laden with love and mutual care. And in that moment, as he stood there, silently admiring her, Enzo knew there was no place he'd rather be than by her side, sharing every small moment of the journey they had chosen to walk together.

Enzo felt a comforting warmth spread through his chest as he wrapped his girlfriend in a hug from behind, his arms enveloping her with tenderness and protection. The delicate scent emanating from her enveloped him like an invisible embrace, flooding his senses with a feeling of familiarity and love. She was more than his partner; she was his anchor amidst the storms of life, his source of comfort and strength in times of adversity. Closing his eyes for a brief moment, Enzo allowed himself to sink into that moment of shared intimacy, letting himself be carried away by the comforting sensation of being with the person he loved. Each beat of his heart seemed to echo the deep bond they shared, strengthening their connection and renewing his determination to face the challenges that lay ahead.

As his arms embraced his girlfriend, Enzo felt her gently interrupt the fruit cutting, her fingers sliding down his arm with a gentle caress. It was as if she could read his thoughts, sharing not only his concerns about the necessary weight loss for the role but also his determination to make this journey as bearable and rewarding as possible for both of them. It was in moments like these, surrounded by the calm of the morning and the comforting presence of each other, that Enzo found strength and inspiration to keep moving forward. Knowing they had each other to lean on, to share the joys and burdens of life, was an invaluable gift that he would never cease to cherish.

Enzo knew well that she had delved headfirst into extensive research, consulting nutritionists and exploring various approaches to diet and weight loss. Every article read, every conversation with experts, was an incessant quest for knowledge, an attempt to find the most effective and healthy path to achieve their goals. Her determination was palpable, and Enzo deeply admired her tireless dedication. Together, they had turned all that knowledge into action, developing a carefully crafted meal plan. Every meal was meticulously planned, ensuring they received all the necessary nutrients to sustain their bodies during the intense weight loss process. However, the plan wasn't just about nutritional aspects; they also made sure that each dish was an enjoyable gastronomic experience, preserving the taste and pleasure of food.

Enzo felt a profound sense of gratitude for having such a dedicated and loving partner by his side. She not only shared their goals but also invested her time and energy to ensure they achieved success together. It was a clear demonstration of the mutual commitment they nurtured, not only regarding weight loss but also in building and strengthening their relationship. As the comforting aroma of coffee filled the kitchen, Enzo took a moment to appreciate the tranquility of the moment. There, next to his partner, he knew that no matter how challenging the road ahead might be, they would be together.

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yourusername Today's lunch featured seafood, and for dessert, Enzo stole tangerines from the neighbor and pretended it was normal (which it probably is for him, since we don't buy tangerines and he's always eating one).

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kuku.esteban Tomorrow it will be in all the newspapers in Latin America: Uruguayan actor steals mixiricas and an INCAPABLE elderly man

vongrincicenzo incapable is me, that old man is in excellent condition

franromerofran stop immediately, you are prohibited from posting delicious food

yourusername that's my boyfriend fran franromerofran STOP

pipegonzalezotano NO MORE SALAD I BEG YOU

rocco.posca Another day, another desire to live in the Vogrincic house

feliperamusiomora petition for enzo to let us sleep on his couch vogrincicenzo petition denied, and don't listen to nena, she shouldn't agree

agustinpardella I can smell the shrimp in the photo, I'm going crazy

alfosinacarrocio I'm stopping in front of your house immediately

Enzo was sitting on the balcony of the apartment, immersed in his lines as he reviewed the script for his next project. The golden afternoon sun bathed the surroundings, gently warming his face and illuminating the space around him. The warm breeze blew softly, carrying with it the fresh scent of flowers from the garden below.

However, even amidst his concentration, something caught his attention. His eyes diverted from the paper and fixed on the tangerine trees in the front house. It was a simple yet captivating sight. The branches laden with small citrus fruits swayed gently in the wind, creating a delicate and mesmerizing dance. That old house had always held a charm over Enzo since he and his girlfriend moved into the apartment. The weathered walls and windows adorned with lace curtains evoked a sense of nostalgia and romance that he simply adored. But it was the tangerine trees that truly fascinated him.

Every time he looked at those small bushes, Enzo was transported to a place of tranquility and calm. With determination, Enzo carefully placed Pipo, his sleepy cat that was on his lap, onto the balcony table. He felt the slight weight of the feline transfer to the wood as he rose, ready to venture out. The sun still gently bathed the surroundings, casting playful shadows across the furniture.

Enzo leaned, but did not close, the balcony door silently, letting the cat enjoy the fresh air as he ventured outside. Passing through the kitchen, a delicious aroma of home-cooked food enveloped him. His girlfriend, wearing one of his oversized t-shirts and denim shorts, was focused on preparing lunch. Her hair fell casually over her shoulders as she skillfully stirred a pot. A wave of desire washed over him as he saw her there, so natural and beautiful in the simplicity of that everyday moment. Enzo felt an intense urge to approach her, to envelop her in his arms and whisper words of love. But he resisted, knowing he had a mission to accomplish that day.

With a discreet smile on his lips, Enzo restrained himself, averting his gaze with determination. With careful steps, he left the house and closed the door with a gentle click, ensuring there was no noise to disturb the tranquility inside. The wood of the door fit perfectly into the frame, as if cooperating with his intention to leave without attracting attention.

As the sun began to bathe the kitchen with its golden rays, the current cook of the house began to feel the gentle touch of Pipo sliding down her leg. She was surprised by the cat's presence there, knowing that at that time, he would probably be enjoying the sun on the balcony with Enzo. With a curious smile, she bent down to pet the feline and asked in a soft voice, "What are you doing here, Pipo? Where's your dad?" Pipo looked at her with his large curious eyes but made no sound in response. His tail moved slowly from side to side, as if subtly communicating something.

Intrigued, the woman picked up the cat and decided to investigate. With light steps and the cat nestled between her arms, she headed to the balcony, where she hoped to find her boyfriend. Upon reaching the glass door that separated the kitchen from the outdoor space, a gentle breeze caressed her face, bringing with it the fresh scent of plants and flowers. Her eyes scanned the balcony, looking for Enzo, but he wasn't there. She furrowed her brow, confused by his absence, but her heart warmed at the tranquil and serene scene before her. The sun's rays painted everything with golden hues, creating an atmosphere of peace and serenity.

With a contented sigh, Enzo's girlfriend approached the table, where Pipo used to settle next to his boyfriend. She imagined Enzo there, immersed in his thoughts or perhaps reviewing the script while the cat slept peacefully by his side. Realizing that Enzo wasn't on the balcony, his girlfriend began to search for him, talking to Pipo as she looked around. "Where did your dad go?" she muttered, while the cat meowed in response, as if trying to help in the search.

Her gaze eventually found Enzo in the front house, using his t-shirt to make a basket and pick tangerines from the neighbor's tree. With a playful smile, she greeted the man who lived in the house, saying, "Good morning, Mr. Oliveira!"

Enzo, surprised by his girlfriend's sudden appearance, quickly looked up and, in doing so, lost his balance, dropping some of the fruits he had picked, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he tried to retrieve the tangerines that had rolled out of the makeshift basket. His girlfriend chuckled softly at the situation, approaching to help him gather the fallen fruits. Enzo smiled, feeling relieved that it was just another playful joke from his beloved, until the voice of the neighboring gentleman emerged not as distant as he would have liked. "Good morning, dear, how's your afternoon going?" he addressed the neighbor with a wave, working in his garden not so far from the tangerine trees. Enzo's eyes widened quickly; it was clear that she would know about it, taking time to talk to her neighbor when she wasn't working and Enzo wasn't home. Enzo and his girlfriend looked at each other, sharing a knowing smile before Enzo quickly ran back to his apartment, leaving the freshly picked tangerines on the kitchen counter. Upon arriving home, he found his girlfriend still chatting with the neighbor on the balcony. He smiled to see her so comfortable but decided to surprise her and continue playing the role of the good guy to the old man who lived in the house across the street.

With light steps, Enzo pretended to leave the house for the first time that day, yawning exaggeratedly and stretching as he approached her from behind. The gentle breeze played with his hair as he approached, his loose t-shirt adorning his body casually. One of his hands slid gently to her waist, while the other stretched in a theatrical yawn. He leaned in to gently kiss the top of her head, his lips brushing lightly against her hair as he spoke.

"Ah, good morning, babe," he murmured sleepily, trying to maintain a tone of surprise in his voice. "Good morning, Mr. Oliveira!" his voice now a bit louder, as he greeted the neighbor, waving gently to him, who waved back. His girlfriend turned with a smile on her lips as she felt Enzo's touch, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she realized what he was doing, deciding to play along. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she replied, laughing softly. "Are you aware that it's already lunchtime?"

Enzo laughed, feeling happy to be sharing that relaxed moment with her. "You know how it is, I was up late last night, it was reealy hard to sleep," he joked, gently squeezing his girlfriend's waist in a loving gesture. The neighbor, who was watching the scene with a friendly smile, once again drew the couple's attention, engaging in a new conversation with the woman, occasionally bringing up Enzo, who, in turn, smiled at the neighbor, conveying an impression of courtesy and friendliness, but his thoughts were fully focused on the woman by his side.

Unable to resist the growing desire within him, Enzo let his hands slowly descend to her hips, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his fingers, which soon wandered to one side of her ass, still pretending normalcy, as if listening to the whole conversation. He gently squeezed it, conveying a subtle signal of possessiveness and affection as the conversation continued. Time seemed to slow down as they exchanged words with the neighbor, but inside, Enzo was eager for the moment when they would be alone again. Each touch, each glance exchanged with his girlfriend only heightened his longing for her.

As Enzo enveloped his girlfriend in a passionate embrace, she gently interrupted the effusive exchange of affection to address a few words to the neighbor, who was still watching from below. "Mr. Oliveira, I think it's time for lunch. Let's resume this conversation later, okay?" she said, smiling at the man as she slowly moved away from Enzo's embrace.

The neighbor nodded understandingly. "Of course, no problem! See you later, kids," he replied with a friendly smile before heading back to his house. With the brief interaction concluded, Enzo's girlfriend turned to him, ready to resume the moment of intimacy they had interrupted. However, before she could say anything, she felt Enzo's head bury into her neck, his arms wrapping around her from behind.

She sighed softly, feeling a shiver run down her spine with the light kisses Enzo left on her neck. It was a simple gesture, but filled with affection and tenderness, which made her feel loved and desired. The kisses gradually turned into nibbles, causing the woman to lean back into her boyfriend's warm touch, who in turn pressed his hips more against hers, his lips delicately moving to her ear. "Let's go inside, babe, I need to eat something…" he whispered in her ear, his voice husky and incredibly endearing, he knew well when and how to use it. "Lunch is ready, we can serve ourselves now, my love," she commented. Enzo chuckled playfully at her response, squeezing her more in his arms with tenderness. "Always thinking about food, huh?" He said with a teasing smile, his lips gently brushing against her neck as he spoke. "But I think I can make an effort not to completely exhaust you, after all, the smell of lunch is so good that it would be a sin not to enjoy it later," he whispered, before pulling her back into the house again.

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yourusername Time to replenish some shortages in the fridge, and Pipito decided he didn't want to leave Enzo's lap, or was it Enzo who decided not to let go of the cat?

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moratodeschini Living or just waiting for the moment when I'll steal Enzo's cat and girl?

vongrincicenzo please don't feliperamusiomora I'm right here, you know?

simonhempe pipito just living the life I dream of

yourusername you dream abou my boyfriend's lap? vogrincicenzo I also dream about u

pipegonzalezotano your fridge must be very sad

rocco.posca just waiting for her to decide what they are going to eat for dinner so she can give me the drive with the recipes for my menu for tomorrow

matiasrecalt Rocco said something about uploads a recipe drive every night, nena send it to me

kuku.esteban It's good that you went out shopping and aren't stealing from other people's houses

agustinpardella Who's to say they didn't steal from the market? jeronimogiocondobosia and tomorrow in the daily newspaper . . .

As Enzo and his partner walked through the aisles filled with shelves brimming with colorful and aromatic ingredients, a package of pasta caught her attention. With a smile on her lips, she picked it up, displaying it with a curious gaze. "What kind of sauce do you prefer today, love?" Her voice carried a note of curiosity, as if she were ready to venture into creating a new dish. Enzo, staring at the package with anticipation in his eyes, considered for a moment before replying, his smile widening as he imagined the flavors blending perfectly.

"How about a well-seasoned tomato sauce?" he suggested, his mind already running through the steps to prepare the dish. He could visualize the fresh tomatoes being cut into juicy pieces, the aroma of garlic browning in the pan, and the spices dancing around, ready to transform the simple pasta into a culinary masterpiece. His partner nodded with a smile of approval and said softly, "You know, I was thinking, we could try that recipe we saw on TikTok? It looked delicious and would be a great option for breakfast."

Enzo smiled, agreeing with the idea. "We can do that tomorrow morning. I think it will be a perfect way to start the day." As they continued to wait in line at the checkout, Enzo felt a comforting warmth as he held his partner's hand. It was a simple gesture, but it filled his heart with love and gratitude. He realized how lucky he was to have someone so special by his side.

Enzo looked at his partner and said with a sincere smile, "You always have the best ideas . . ." He quickly heard his girlfriend's laughter, as she hugged onto his arm, a great deal of affection in her laughter. As they waited in the checkout line, the tranquil atmosphere of the market seemed to envelop them in a cocoon of intimacy. Enzo felt her body heat drawing closer, and before he could realize it, she gently rested her face on his shoulder, their gazes meeting in a moment of complicity. Her eyes sparkled with tenderness as they looked at him, conveying a feeling of affection and connection that filled Enzo's heart with a sweet sensation of love. He could feel the warmth of her breath, each beat of her heart seemed to echo in perfect harmony with his own. Without thinking too much, Enzo let his instincts guide his actions. With an almost instinctive gentleness, he leaned forward slightly, capturing her lips in a quick and delicate kiss. It was a simple gesture, but full of meaning, an expression of affection that spoke volumes without the need for words. Her lips responded to the touch, their hearts dancing in unison, sealing the moment with a sweet promise of mutual love and unconditional support. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little universe of affection and love.

"I have to start changing supermarkets," Enzo and his partner were immersed in their own world, lost in the sweet moment they shared, when a familiar voice interrupted their bubble of intimacy. It was the lively voice of Matias Recalt, certainly the couple's best and closest friend, approaching with a shopping basket. "A little modesty, please," exclaimed Matias, with a playful smile on his face. Enzo and his partner quickly separated, blushing slightly at the surprise of being caught in such an intimate moment. They exchanged quick glances, sharing a shy smile before greeting Matias. "Hi, Matias!" said Enzo, trying to disguise his surprise. "How are you?" Matias laughed, noticing the slight tension in the air. "Sorry for interrupting your romantic moment. I hope I was being intrusive!" The woman laughed, shaking her head. "Don't worry, Matias, we just got a little distracted." Enzo agreed, relieved to see Matias's easygoing nature. "Oh, didn't even notice."

As they waited in the checkout line, the conversation between the three flowed naturally, as it always did when they were together. Matias shared some funny stories about his day, and Enzo couldn't help but laugh, while his partner smiled, enjoying the friends' banter.

Meanwhile, they went through their purchases, each carrying their baskets towards the checkout. The atmosphere was light and relaxed, and Enzo felt grateful for the presence of their friends. When it was finally their turn at the checkout, Matias bid them farewell with a wave, wishing them a good night. Enzo and his partner thanked him for the enjoyable encounter and exchanged more smiles before heading out of the market.

The cool night air enveloped them as they exited, and Enzo and his girlfriend walked together towards their parked bicycles. They intertwined their hands, a simple yet meaningful connection that symbolized the support and affection they shared.

"And that would be another almost end of the day," said Enzo, looking at his partner with a smile. She nodded, agreeing. "Yes, even though it was interrupted at the end."

Enzo laughed, agreeing with her. "True, I found it funny he wrote down everything you bought so he could cook tomorrow." They reached their bicycles and, together, mounted them, ready to head back home.

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yourusername Ending the day with the cast on The Sims.

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blaspolidori enzo playing himself playing on the sims

yourusername he was planning our wedding vogrincicenzo and you're the flower boy, blas

simonhempe everyone of the cast?

yourusername there are some that are not filmbayona I am? yourusername yes, but you mysteriously starved

pipegonzalezotano tell me that at least then I'm watching football eating real meat

rocco.posca I hope you downloaded a mod for my hair

matiasrecalt I love this game I'm the same height as blas

moratodeschini should we tell Enzo that she has wicked whims??

alfosinacarrocio let's wait for the reaction vogrincicenzo guys . . . it was so much out of nowhere

After a peaceful and comforting night, Enzo and his girlfriend decided to spend some time together playing The Sims. Sitting comfortably on his lap, she skillfully held the mouse while he watched attentively at the computer screen, immersed in the virtual world unfolding before them. Together, they built a small fictional community with characters from the movie cast, with every detail carefully planned to reflect their tastes and personalities. Enzo was fascinated watching his girlfriend's creativity flow as she decorated the houses, chose the furniture, and planned the sims' careers. It was as if they were creating their own world, where they could escape the daily worries and get lost in imaginary adventures.

As she delved into the game, Enzo appreciated the opportunity to simply observe her, marveling at how her expression brightened with every achievement and challenge overcome. Feeling the warmth of her presence on his lap was comforting, a constant reminder of the love and companionship they shared. Enzo watched closely at the computer screen as his girlfriend manipulated the game controls. Suddenly, an interaction between the sim representing him and the one representing his girlfriend caught his attention. He watched with fascination as the sims exchanged gestures of affection, somehow reflecting the dynamics of their own relationship.

However, his surprise soon turned to shock when suddenly the game activated a mod known as Wicked Whims. His face twisted in a expression of surprise and confusion as he witnessed the explicitly romantic interactions between the sims, far beyond what he was used to seeing in the game. Turning to his girlfriend, who was still comfortably seated on his lap, Enzo asked incredulously, "What's going on? Is this how the game is now?" His voice carried a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty as he tried to process what he had just witnessed. She simply smiled gently, noticing his confusion. With a reassuring touch on his shoulder, she explained that this was not the game in its original form, but rather a fan-made modification to add a new layer of realism and complexity to the sims' interactions."Oh, so our reality is to just start hooking up out of nowhere?"

"It's not like you can keep those hands off me…" Enzo chuckled at his girlfriend's response. His laughter was a mix of relief and amusement as he settled comfortably in the chair, his hands automatically gently squeezing her waist, as if seeking closer contact to dispel the surprise. As his fingers lightly caressed her waist, Enzo felt comforted by her presence on his lap. "Apparently she's eating for two now… maybe we could try that out here too, right nena?"

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i am sooooo normal about music

and because i am so normal about music, my first instinct when i saw this ask was to look for translations to see if there was any Lyrical Significance. i only found like 3 english translations though, and all of them seemed to be a little rough around the edges - the most accurate one i could find was this one by jeremy maxwell. still, i was Very Intrigued by what i found.

my original plan was to see if i could cobble together a translation that flowed just a little better using my above rudimentary knowledge of spanish and my Extremely rudimentary knowledge of portuguese, BUT my lovely friend @kindestegg offered to put together a quick translation that was both more accurate and flowed a little better than the ones i found. i've included his translation under the cut, complete with footnotes Also written by him.

On Sunday I read your immense¹ letter telling me everything The first time I learned² what you thought, I learned of everything And I felt³ like someone who doesn't live in the world And thus my deep silence I felt that sadness would come and change It⁴ would take over my heart

Today I don't know what I think anymore I want what I search⁵ for I wanted so much to live my future with you⁶ But sometimes things like this happen They show up, seem to show up, to show up⁷

Today nothing is left but waiting⁸ To see something happen And for a new day to come⁹ And for the silence to end and a new day to come¹⁰

TN Footnotes:

¹ I think "immense" is an accurate word here, as well as i add the "me" there because it just helps understanding better, though that is less a direct translation and more implied.

² The verb "know" here isn't wrong, however the way soube is used here is more in the sense of an ongoing discovering, whereas I think "know" implies having full knowledge even previously somewhat.

³ It's hard to translate accurately "ficar" without fully changing the verb, as in brazilian portuguese that verb is often used to signifiy many different things, including a state of being. Therefore "staying" would not work.

⁴ "It" is implied here, referring to sadness.

⁵ The usage of "searching" would be inaccurate, the verb here does not indicate gerúndio, just a present tense in general.

⁶ Small rearrangement to keep understanding.

⁷ Here the singer exemplifies a play on words which is common for this type of national beat, but it is a little hard to translate over text. Essentially "para" here is acting not as in "to" as connected to the previous verb, but rather as its own standalone connective of finality. It doesn't serve the purpose of connecting to any verb, but instead emphasizing that when things "seem to show up", they do so to in fact "show up" in a concrete manner. Hope that isn't too confusing ^^''

⁸ I am confused by a translation I've seen adding "out there", that is not implied anywhere here? It may have gotten tangled with the word "além", but that one is connecting with "de" to create what can be translated as "but". It could be also translated as "aside from".

⁹ Added connectives to keep a better flow, sentence looks weird without them.

¹⁰ Ditto.

anyways. i don't know if any relevance to welcome home wrt the lyrics was like, intentional, but if you need me i'll still be kubrick staring into my bathroom mirror while thinking of this song.

[tgammsideblog]

June Chen redemption arc prediction

Some time ago i answered an ask about June's arc in this season. Having in mind that plenty of episodes have aired since then and we have gotten more information about the Chens' role in the upcoming episodes, i think it would be a good idea to write a follow up to that June post i posted all those weeks ago.

First of all, one thing that can be highlighted about June as ghosthunter is that she is more aggressive when it comes to dealing with ghosts. A good example of this is how in ¨Frightmares On Main Street¨ she changes the type of shot from the ghost gun to ¨extreme dealy¨. She hesitates a lot less than Ollie when it comes to hunting ghosts. In contrast Ollie only was seen tracking ghosts and trapping Scratch in the same episode. He never appeared to have intentions of hurting Scratch, only interrogate him, probably because he was confused by how Molly was hanging out with him.

This more direct approach to dealing with ghosts could make June a bit harder to persuade and show her that ghosts aren't evil. She seems to be more ¨shoot first, ask questions later¨, so she could turn out to be a lot more stubborn that Ollie was in ¨Frightmares On Main Street¨. She may even impose a bigger threat for Molly and Scratch if they try talking her down.

However, June isn't totally unreasonable as she did listen to Ollie when he asked her to not shoot Scratch when he was trapped in the goo. She was suspicious for a few seconds but later let Scratch be and went to help Esther and Ruben who were trying to capture other ghosts outside.

In the same episode June noticed how the frightmares ghosts got trapped inside the ghost canister (thanks to Scratch's chairman powers), something that shouldn't have worked as she told Ruben that the gadget was only a prototype. Based on her expressions of wondering how the ghost canister worked, it is clear that this is a plot point that is going to become important for her character. It could make her trying to learn more about the true nature of ghosts and thus start changing her mind about them.

Having in mind that it has been confirmed that we are going to see scenes exploring June and Ollie's relationship, it is very likely that Ollie is going to play an important role in trying to change June's view on ghosts. It makes sense, since June isn't seen hanging out with Molly that much and June could be more willing to listen to someone who was raised with the same ideas as her. Not to mention that Ollie may know a way to her sister to understand the situation better than Molly and Scratch would.

Another character that has been hinted that is going to play a role in her arc is Darryl. The episode ¨The New (Para) Normal¨ established their dynamic as something important, they instantly clicked by finding things they had in common while having different personalities. It has been confirmed that that they are going to have a ¨big episode¨ titled ¨The Grand Gesture¨, which was confirmed by Bob Roth on his twitter account. Again, Darryl has been hinted to have a closer bond than Molly shares with June. They both are troublemakers in different ways and have an unique way of viewing the world that their family does. Darryl could bring up that ghosts are misunderstood by humans the same way him and June are sometimes misunderstood by their peers and adults to persuade June into changing her mind. That itself could also be a good opportunity to explore a different side of her character too.

As how her arc could go, i think it could happen in two ways or a mix of them: One, she is more stubborn and agressive when it comes to trying to understand ghosts and it could be harder for her to get what the other characters are trying to explain to her. Two, she doesn't take that long to change her views in contrast to Ollie since she could be able to relate to way ghosts feel misunderstood by humans, thus taking less time for her to join the ¨Ghost Friends¨ team.

The last ¨step¨ of her arc would involve her and Ollie trying to change Ruben and Esther's minds in the final conflict. Both of them standing up against her parents and calling them out for these harmful ideas that were taught to them, showing them that they were wrong about it.

Whatever direction her arc takes, i'm looking forward to see how it differs from Ollie's and how June's growth is going to be. From what it has been hinted so far by both the series and the crew, she is going to have an important involvement in the story during the upcoming episodes and a crucial role in the conclusion to the Chens family arc in this season.

[go-learn-esperanto]

Actually, have some European Portuguese (or Portuguese from Portugal) idioms and expressions that I love. (Some might also be used in Brazil. Others definitely are not)

1. Category: Expressions that exist because of the Lisbon Earthquake of 1755 (yes there's more than one in this category. No, we're not all 200+ years old but we still reference that earthquake every day)

Rés vés Campo de Ourique - It means that something didn't happen by an inch. This was because after the earthquake the Tsunami almost got to Campo de Ourique, a neighbourhood in Lisbon.

Caiu o Cabo e a Trindade - This means everything is going wrong. It comes from the fact that the earthquake destroyed two convents, Carmo and Trindade.

2. Expressions to say "Go annoy someone else" or just "Fuck off". There's a lot of these.

Vai chatear o Camões - Literally means "Go annoy Camões". Camões is a very well known poet and writer from the XVI century. It's a joke about saying to go annoy somebody who's dead.

Vai ver se estou na esquina - literally "go see if I'm in the corner".

Vai dar a volta ao bilhar grande - literally "go round the big billiard (table?)". Beautiful.

Vai tomar banho - literally "go take a bath"

3. Who the fuck thought of these???

Rebeubéu, pardais ao ninho - it means that there's a commotion and/or a lot of noise. To translate this literally is difficult because Rebeubéu is barely a word but it means something like "(onomatopoeia that means lots of noise) sparrows to the nest".

Montou-se ali um 31 - means the same as the last expression. Literally "A 31 was set up there". You can technically make your own expression with 31 and it will mean the same thing - chaos. Now the question is: What in the world is a 31? Well, until today I also didn't know. It's allegedly a card game.

Nasceu com o rabo virado para a lua - means that someone got lucky even when they did not deserve it. They got what they wanted but didn't do anything to get it. Literally "they were born with the butt turned to the moon".

Cu de Judas - It means far away and/or in a place difficult to find. Literally "Ass of Judas"... Ass in butt. This expression is used all the time.

4. Snork mimi 💤

Vou bater chocolate - literally "I'm going to whisk chocolate"

Vou para o vale dos lençóis (probably my favourite expression that I use all the time because the mental image is amazing) - literally "I'm going to the bedsheet valley"

Vou fazer oó - oó is an onomatopoeia for sleeping. Only used with babies or jokingly.

Vou nanar - technically it means "I'm going to sleep" as nanar is another verb for sleep but I wanted to include it because it's something that you will only hear said in familial situations. It's not informal in the street sense it's just that it's a sweet way to say sleep that it's just not said by anyone else besides your mum when she wants to ask if you're sleepy and want to go to bed. It's cute :)

5. The origin of this one is more interesting than the expression itself

Primeiro estranha-se depois entranha-se - it means that you might not like something at first but you'll start enjoying it with time. Literally means "First you find it's odd afterwards it's engrained". So, this was actually thought by Fernando Pessoa, also one of the most well known portuguese poets and writers. He died in 1937. Anyway, for this wasn't a title of a book or something. He wrote this for a fucking Coca-Cola commercial. Cursed information.

6. ???

Quem anda à chuva, molha-se - literally "Who's in the rain gets wet". It means "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?! WHEN WILL YOU LEARN, THAT YOUR ACTIONS, HAVE CONSEQUENCES?!?!?!"

Pão, pão, queijo, queijo - literally "bred, bred, cheese, cheese", which is beautiful. It means "Exactly what I just said", "It means just that"

São coisas do arco-da-velha. Literally "It's stuff from the rainbow". It means whatever happen was unbelievable. In the good or bad sense. The most common way of saying rainbow in Portuguese is arco-íris but arco-da-velha is s synonym less used. Galicia still uses it a lot though.

Feito ao bife - (Used all the time!!!) Literally "done at the steak". It means you're fucked lol (aka you were busted and are in big trouble)

[redstarsandnightmares]

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If you got all the way to the end, THANK YOU. I know this was a lot to read and I appreciate you.

[a-simple-paranoiac]

PLEASE DON’T ANSWER THIS UNTIL CHRISTMAS

[No anon for me I guess: part 2]

CHRISTMAS!

You aren’t exactly expecting anything this year, especially because you’re already pretty alone in the background…

…But Christmas has come to you despite the odds.

The background, somehow, has been decorated. There’s even a Christmas tree of your very own, complete with a lot of gifts. I dunno what Para would like, so…you get to choose that. No real guidelines except sfw and no more dangerous than a sword.

The only thing that hints at who did this is a little card with a watercolor sky painted on it, filled with stars…

…You think you may know someone who would do this.

Para was very obviously confused by this.

I mean, she’d been a background character for, well…what seemed like almost forever. It didn’t make any sense to her in the beginning moments.

She’d get up out from where she slept, just looking around the room to see everything.

The decorations were very minimal, albeit nice. Most of them were small, but Para obviously had low standards for everything they came in contact with in terms of gifts; they didn’t interact with people much, so it was common to just get nothing.

Once actually taking a look into the gifts under the tree, she realized these weren’t just decorations propped up by someone to make her feel better about things.

Quite a few of the gifts were quite small and art related (things like canvases, paint sets, colored pencils and crayons, etc) , but there were a few books too.

As Para got done, she’d smile, looking at one of the books with a large interest as she got up to put everything except for a book away in places where she could find easily.

Right as Para was going to read the book they’d grabbed, a thought popped into their head of who could have done this. As they thought about it, they’d smile to themself.

Para would open the book, knowing she had someone who she could call a friend.

[brokenarrowsandcoffeestains]

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[raccoon-queer]

I'd be curious to see your stance on fictive heavy systems and why you think they may develop, if you haven't covered it already

- 🪲

I don't think I have yet, so let's get into it. obligatory disclaimer that I am not a psychologist and I do not claim to be one; these are my thoughts and opinions

I think there's one main factor that contributes to the amount of introjects that a system has: comorbid disorders. having specific disorders - or even specific symptoms - can definitely make it more likely for introjects to split

introject heavy systems aren't introject heavy just cuz, and they aren't introject heavy because of some kind of "system gene" they have or whatever. it's all about the opportunity to split an introject and whether the brain takes that opportunity. if the opportunity presents itself often and the brain takes it more often than not, then congrats! you're introject heavy

I believe that comorbid disorders make opportunities for splitting introjects more common, and here's a few examples of how that could work:

maladaptive daydreaming: if you're relying on a fantasy world to cope with life, and see your paras as your closest friends, lovers, and/or protectors, then there would be a clear opportunity to split one of your paras, especially as a protector/caretaker alter

borderline personality disorder: one fun symptom that comes along with bpd is having a poor sense of self, and many people with bpd report mirroring the personalities of others. no sense of self + acting like other people = opportunity for the brain to split an introject of the person you're mirroring

adhd: many people with adhd hyperfixate on shows, characters, celebrities, or even friends. if they heavily relate to any of these people, or the brain perceives those people as having beneficial traits, then there is an opportunity for the brain to split an introject of said person

autism: like adhd, some autistic people hyperfixate on shows, characters, celebrities, or friends, which creates an opportunity to split an introject. additionally, high masking autistics may mask by acting like a friend, celebrity, or character, which creates a similar opportunity to split an introject

this is not an exhaustive list! so many disorders can contribute in so many ways

finally, in regards to the "all systems are introject heavy nowadays, back in my day systems didn't have introjects" claim that I've seen floating around a few times: kids nowadays have much more access to media, and we consume a lot of it. of course we're going to have more alters based on media, it's a major part of our lives in a way that it wasn't for previous generations

additionally, many people in the online did/osdd community label some alters as introjects even though they aren't similar to their source. many older systems wouldn't have done this, and just would have said that the alter had traits of a character instead of labeling them as an introject

[menacing-anon]

This scene must be in my top five favourites in season 1, for a couple reasons.

Firstly, it really shows that Charlie and Nick are friends first and foremost. This new way of relating to each other that they’ve unlocked is like an addition to the complete relationship they already have. There’s a sense that even if they don’t get romantically involved, they’ll still be really tight, because their relationship so far exists in its own right. This is apparent from a couple things: a, Nick is obviously turning to Charlie as something other than a person who just became a potential romantic partner, because that’s not much; and b, their relationship isn’t threatened by Nick’s uncertainty over where to go with Charlie, given that he can find support with Charlie about his romantic feelings for Charlie. In other words, Charlie can be the one to support Nick as he figures out how he relates to Charlie romantically because… that’s not Nick figuring out whether they’ll even be in each other’s lives; because Charlie is there for Nick as a friend.

Secondly, the boys’ goodness really shines in this scene. Of course, in Charlie’s case it’s also low self-esteem, low expectations for the way he’s treated, and spiraling, but nevertheless, he’s worried about Nick feeling pressured into kissing him even without having pressured him, and sets his feelings aside to be there for him. Meanwhile, Nick genuinely apologizes for leaving abruptly after he and Charlie kissed, clarifies where he stands on that and their relationship, and treats the conversation as serious enough to have in person; and it doesn’t take Charlie’s self-critical speech for Nick to realize it’s the right thing to do. They just look out for each other’s feelings so much 🥺

Reflecting on how this might compare to other television relationships… To the first point: I think in many pairings, the romance is the foundation, so if two characters have a first kiss — which usually functions as the confession — but one has obstacles to get romantically involved, I don’t imagine they would go to their romantic interest for support; they’d part ways for an ep or a few until they’ve worked it out separately. Maybe it’s common and part of the appeal in friends-to-lovers? Maybe it’s more common in same-gender pairings when the character’s issue surrounds their orientation and their romantic interest has already figured out a comfortable way to relate to theirs? But then again…

To the second point: I think many same-gender pairings don’t treat each other as sensitively in that situation. I’m pretty sure one partner not wanting to be out is a super common conflict for fictional same-gender couples, so I think a lot of characters like Charlie, with questioning or closeted romantic interests, are not as supportive in the longer-term. However, I hear that’s not especially realistic (I don’t have personal experience), because, of course, many gay people have been there and would be understanding, so it’s a more relatable depiction and also a really positive message for the people in Nick’s life to support him taking his time. Meanwhile, I think a lot of characters like Nick, who are “having a proper, full-on gay crisis,” blame or push away their romantic interests to not have to deal with their self-realizations or the other person’s knowledge that they’re not straight. If nothing else, I really enjoy Nick not taking his confusion and fear out on Charlie, but my great sympathy for Nick because of his consistent good treatment of people is another, much more compact post 😅 And here's one about another, maybe even The favourite scene: the corridor scene, which para||els this one and I often think of them in pair.

[formlessing]

An entry in my imaginary diary about my lack of inspiration

Dear Diary,

I've always wanted to keep a diary. Unfortunately, I've never had the discipline to write every day. Worse: I don't think I care enough about myself to take such a commitment. My internal states are not a topic I find that interesting to wallow in. Once (or twice), I tried tracking my moods; this was basically logging an emoji every day on some silly little app; just pick one, no questions asked: happy-face, sad-face, nothing-face. But I couldn't convince myself this information mattered. It's either noise or useless cartography.

Some time ago the habit of endless self-analyzing made sense. I knew nothing. Eventually, I knew too much. The final verdict was trite: I'm a human and a woman. All else follows. There is almost nothing about me and my perceptions I can't derive from these two facts. How I receive the world and what I project back into it, all the probable iterations; everything I know about people applies to me somehow, and vice-versa. I can't think of myself anymore as an individual, even though I'm a committed individualist in most practical matters. It's a weird self-feeding-self-effacing largesse of spirit, a boundary destruction tool. (I must admit this is an isolated phenomenon inside my consciousness and, sadly, it doesn't affect my pragmatism and common sense. First and foremost, I'm a high decoupler.)

[Agora eu sinto vontade de escrever alguma coisa. Como se alguém estivesse gritando nos confins da minha alma (qual alma?) numa língua que eu não entendo. Eu queria escrever em português, mas me falta naturalidade – não me sobrou naturalidade nenhuma. Minha percepção é absolutamente difusa, amorfa. O que eu poderia escrever quando estou convencida de que o ato consiste em pouco mais do que a vaidade de condensar, limitar, domar e corromper? Estou mais interessada em espalhamentos que constrições. Eu tento escrever e o que escrevo são meros artifícios. Não existe mais um "Eu" pra traduzir o que eu penso, tudo não passa de um exercício criativo do éter para o éter. Não há mais o ímpeto que surge da necessidade. Em algum momento, houve uma dissolução irreversível de quem eu sou, de quem eu fui.]

I have been disconnected from my native self a long time ago, it is gone for good. Sometimes I look around for her in strange places and find nothing. Nada. I guess it's really over, not even memories remain. I don't know who is screaming, I can't really recognize this voice. I'm trying really hard to care about this. To care about her. I can't. I hate to say it, I honestly do, and believe me, I am very ashamed about saying this, I think it's terrible but I will be vulnerable for once: I suspect my mind has been coopted by some universal consciousness. (Please stop now and notice my face. It's not entirely straight while I'm telling you this. Yes, my methods for self-deprecation are very baroque. Also, it is very hard to be vulnerable.) Nonetheless, the truth is: there are very few things that can fill my mind with such terror as imagining I will have to live another life; being trapped in Samsara once more; being back to the forced labor of self-expression.

Although I'm still not part of that great luminous ball out there and am little more than a conscious sack of meat and bones, I have accepted everything there was to accept. I have found my way through every existential loophole—there is nothing else to resolve. Now I'm just someone who waits. I'm in peace (R.I.P). I don't have any extraordinary feelings about this world, nor do I have some great new insight about the nature of ordinary things. My mind is eerily still. Everything is indeed very simple, even when terribly important, even when sublime and sacred, disgusting or demonic. I'm lost in the obviousness of things, or maybe I'm lost in the impenetrability of things. My head is filled with either platitudes or incomprehensible babble. I am unable to communicate anything properly or interestingly. I'm drifting. Or I'm finally rooted. It's the same—everything is the same thing as everything else, only at different levels. "Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is form. Emptiness does not differ from form, and form does not differ from Emptiness." Excuse my clichés.

At some moment in my life I walked back to get a better view and went too far. Now everything is just an indistinguishable point in space. A tiny dot in a sea of dots. Another pearl in the net. And I'm just another dot, or just another pearl with no special luster. Either way, I can't make myself care. I lack the agony to write. My agony is just meta-agony. Sorry, Thays. May you find your inspiration to write some other day.

[aeternaxamantes]

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-Mun =/= Muse This is a fictional space. Dark content is not supported or endorsed by the mun, it is just interesting to write. Curate your own space. Unfollow or block me, I won't take it personal.

-I love shipping! It's a ton of fun and I love exploring relationships with my muse. I ship via chemistry. So let me know and we can talk it out! Please do not assume your muse has a relationship with mine.

-NSFW - I will write a number of nsfw plots from smut to violence and torture. Yes I will RP very dark themes with you. Message me. Depending on how dark, I might suggest we move to Discord to avoid triggering anyone. These posts, however, sometimes take me a day or two to respond to as they take a lot of energy for me to write. I apologize in advance.

-Communication is important to me. I would like to at least get to know the other muns I am writing with. We don't have to be besties, but I find chemistry works better if we can talk openly with each other. If you prefer we didn't, that's okay. But I ask for the bare minimum of relevant information to the RP.

-No godmodding. I don't mind minor things for the flow of the plot, but anything other than that needs to be discussed first.

-My tag dump post is here. Most are self explanatory. (Coming soon)

-My Trigger Warning tags will be formatted like "tw __". They will also have my blanket trigger warning tag if it has any warnings at all in it.

-I much prefer to rp on Tumblr if at all possible. Moving to Discord is on a case by case basis. . I will *selectively * rp in private servers with people. If your plot is excessively triggering or dark, I will likely suggest we move it to a private server.

-This is more a warning than a rule. I do my best work being pulled into someone else's story. I enjoy bringing other people's plots to life. I am not to terribly good at coming up with my own unless something loud strikes me. Don't be blindsided if I ask for your plots instead of providing my own.

[rollxforxinit]

Rules

-One Rule Above All - just don't be a dick. Don't bring drama onto my page. Don't pressure me aggressively for replies (but do poke me if it's been a while!). Don't be rude in my ask box/inbox/comments. This is all common sense stuff and the fastest way to get blocked.

-21+ preferred, 18+ mandatory. I will not roleplay with ageless or underage blogs. I will block you on sight if you are a minor. Nothing personal, just uncomfortable.

-Mental and physical health restrictions mean that sometimes I will need to take a day (or a few) off from responses. I don't always have the energy needed to write. Sometimes I will only take off from big plots and answer asks or smaller threads. Please don't hound me if you see me "active" but I haven't responded to yours yet. I will also usually be open for chatting and plotting even if I don't have the energy for responses! Don't be afraid to shoot me a message. I'll answer if I have the ability to. I always take -one- day a week to spend off of tumblr for adulting/breathing room/to combat burnout. I will usually still be available on discord on those days, though not always.

-Even if you have me on Discord. I DO NOT do chat-style RPs. (I might make *small* exceptions to this.) They take up too much time and focus and I simply don't have the energy to devote to them. I prefer para-rp even if it is only a paragraph or two. Exceptions will be made from time to time, and you are not required to match my length be it long or short. My length will vary depending on the story, my muse, and the energy I have.

-Mun =/= Muse This is a fictional space. Dark content is not supported or endorsed by the mun, it is just interesting to write. Curate your own space. Unfollow or block me, I won't take it personal.

-I love shipping! It's a ton of fun and I love exploring relationships with my muse. I ship via chemistry. So let me know and we can talk it out! Please do not assume your muse has a relationship with mine.

-NSFW - I will write a number of nsfw plots from smut to violence and torture. Yes I will RP very dark themes with you. Message me. Depending on how dark, I might suggest we move to Discord to avoid triggering anyone. These posts, however, sometimes take me a day or two to respond to as they take a lot of energy for me to write. I apologize in advance.

-Communication is important to me. I would like to at least get to know the other muns I am writing with. We don't have to be besties, but I find chemistry works better if we can talk openly with each other. If you prefer we didn't, that's okay. But I ask for the bare minimum of relevant information to the RP.

-No godmodding. I don't mind minor things for the flow of the plot, but anything other than that needs to be discussed first.

-My tag dump post is here. Most are self explanatory. (Coming soon)

-My Trigger Warning tags will be formatted like "tw __". They will also have my blanket trigger warning tag if it has any warnings at all in it.

-I much prefer to rp on Tumblr if at all possible. Moving to Discord is on a case by case basis. . I will *selectively * rp in private servers with people. If your plot is excessively triggering or dark, I will likely suggest we move it to a private server.

-This is more a warning than a rule. I do my best work being pulled into someone else's story. I enjoy bringing other people's plots to life. I am not to terribly good at coming up with my own unless something loud strikes me. Don't be blindsided if I ask for your plots instead of providing my own.

[infernalxmachinery]

Rules

-One Rule Above All - just don't be a dick. Don't bring drama onto my page. Don't pressure me aggressively for replies (but do poke me if it's been a while!). Don't be rude in my ask box/inbox/comments. This is all common sense stuff and the fastest way to get blocked.

-21+ preferred, 18+ mandatory. I will not roleplay with ageless or underage blogs. I will block you on sight if you are a minor. Nothing personal, just uncomfortable.

-Mental and physical health restrictions mean that sometimes I will need to take a day (or a few) off from responses. I don't always have the energy needed to write. Sometimes I will only take off from big plots and answer asks or smaller threads. Please don't hound me if you see me "active" but I haven't responded to yours yet. I will also usually be open for chatting and plotting even if I don't have the energy for responses! Don't be afraid to shoot me a message. I'll answer if I have the ability to. I always take -one- day a week to spend off of tumblr for adulting/breathing room/to combat burnout. I will usually still be available on discord on those days, though not always.

-Even if you have me on Discord. I DO NOT do chat-style RPs. (I might make *small* exceptions to this.) They take up too much time and focus and I simply don't have the energy to devote to them. I prefer para-rp even if it is only a paragraph or two. Exceptions will be made from time to time, and you are not required to match my length be it long or short. My length will vary depending on the story, my muse, and the energy I have.

-Mun =/= Muse This is a fictional space. Dark content is not supported or endorsed by the mun, it is just interesting to write. Curate your own space. Unfollow or block me, I won't take it personal.

-I love shipping! It's a ton of fun and I love exploring relationships with my muse. I ship via chemistry. So let me know and we can talk it out! Please do not assume your muse has a relationship with mine.

-NSFW - I will write a number of nsfw plots from smut to violence and torture. Yes I will RP very dark themes with you. Message me. Depending on how dark, I might suggest we move to Discord to avoid triggering anyone. These posts, however, sometimes take me a day or two to respond to as they take a lot of energy for me to write. I apologize in advance.

-Communication is important to me. I would like to at least get to know the other muns I am writing with. We don't have to be besties, but I find chemistry works better if we can talk openly with each other. If you prefer we didn't, that's okay. But I ask for the bare minimum of relevant information to the RP.

-No godmodding. I don't mind minor things for the flow of the plot, but anything other than that needs to be discussed first.

-My tag dump post is here. Most are self explanatory. (Coming soon)

-My Trigger Warning tags will be formatted like "tw __". They will also have my blanket trigger warning tag if it has any warnings at all in it.

-I much prefer to rp on Tumblr if at all possible. Moving to Discord is on a case by case basis. . I will *selectively * rp in private servers with people. If your plot is excessively triggering or dark, I will likely suggest we move it to a private server.

-This is more a warning than a rule. I do my best work being pulled into someone else's story. I enjoy bringing other people's plots to life. I am not to terribly good at coming up with my own unless something loud strikes me. Don't be blindsided if I ask for your plots instead of providing my own.

[penniesxdimes]

-One Rule Above All - just don't be a dick. Don't bring drama onto my page. Don't pressure me aggressively for replies (but do poke me if it's been a while!). Don't be rude in my ask box/inbox/comments. This is all common sense stuff and the fastest way to get blocked. -21+ preferred, 18+ mandatory. I will not roleplay with ageless or underage blogs. I will block you on sight if you are a minor. Nothing personal, just uncomfortable. -Mental and physical health restrictions mean that sometimes I will need to take a day (or a few) off from responses. I don't always have the energy needed to write. Sometimes I will only take off from big plots and answer asks or smaller threads. Please don't hound me if you see me "active" but I haven't responded to yours yet. I will also usually be open for chatting and plotting even if I don't have the energy for responses! Don't be afraid to shoot me a message. I'll answer if I have the ability to. I always take -one- day a week to spend off of tumblr for adulting/breathing room/to combat burnout. I will usually still be available on discord on those days, though not always. -Even if you have me on Discord. I DO NOT do chat-style RPs. They take up too much time and focus and I simply don't have the energy to devote to them. I prefer para-rp even if it is only a paragraph or two. Exceptions will be made from time to time, and you are not required to match my length be it long or short. My length will vary depending on the story, my muse, and the energy I have. -Mun =/= Muse This is a fictional space. Dark content is not supported or endorsed by the mun, it is just interesting to write. Curate your own space. Unfollow or block me, I won't take it personal. This blog is full of triggering and dark content. Pay attention to the tags. I have a list of trigger tags to block if you would like to avoid it on my page specifically. -I love shipping! It's a ton of fun and I love exploring relationships with my muse. I ship via chemistry. So let me know and we can talk it out! Please do not assume your muse has a relationship with mine. -NSFW - I will write a number of nsfw plots from smut to violence and torture. Yes I will RP very dark themes with you. Message me. Depending on how dark, I might suggest we move to Discord to avoid triggering anyone. These posts, however, sometimes take me a day or two to respond to as they take a lot of energy for me to write. I apologize in advance. -Communication is important to me. I would like to at least get to know the other muns I am writing with. We don't have to be besties, but I find chemistry works better if we can talk openly with each other. If you prefer we didn't, that's okay. But I ask for the bare minimum of relevant information to the RP. -No godmodding. I don't mind minor things for the flow of the plot, but anything other than that needs to be discussed first. -My tag dump post is here. Most are self explanatory. -My Trigger Warning tags will be formatted like "tw __". They will also have my blanket trigger warning tag if it has any warnings at all in it. -I much prefer to rp on Tumblr if at all possible. Moving to Discord is on a case by case basis. . I will *selectively * rp in private servers with people. If your plot is excessively triggering or dark, I will likely suggest we move it to a private server. -This is more a warning than a rule. I do my best work being pulled into someone else's story. I enjoy bringing other people's plots to life. I am not to terribly good at coming up with my own unless something loud strikes me. Don't be blindsided if I ask for your plots instead of providing my own.

If you got all the way to the end, THANK YOU. I know this was a lot to read and I appreciate you.

[uncxntrxllable]

Anonymous sent:

Ellie's backstory is wow. Would love to learn more read more of her like solos and paras. But can you tell me about Ellie in a few sentences. Her personality and whatnot.

Thank you so much!!! woke up to this, this morning, and totally made my entire day 🥺 If we don't count my animal muses, Ellie is the most docile of the muses I write, which is both because of her upbringing but also despite her upbringing.

The trauma from it all may never truly leave her, and her lack of normal-life experience can make her rather awkward when she's interacting with other people. She is very socially awkward, she doesn't really know how to take a compliment because she's not used to being complimented. She has never experienced love before, she's barely got any experience with just friendships.

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Common sense isn't common with her. She doesn't know what a lot of things are, what they're used for, she has her own random words for the things she doesn't really understand... Like calling a TV the thing with the moving pictures.

She's a monster that definitely doesn't act like one, she prefers the non-violent solution if the choice is there, she doesn't want to hurt anybody, she doesn't want trouble or any conflict. She's sensitive to touch, especially if it's unexpected. She's sensitive to raised voices, particularly if it's in an angry-tone, directed at her. Do not try to offer a high-five without explicitly telling her to give you a high-five because seeing a hand coming at her will absolutely trigger an emotional or potentially aggressive response. She's not gonna be happy if you give her a friendly pat on the shoulder or back especially if she doesn't see it coming, she's probably going to get mad and or upset. She's not at all used to being touched in a way that's not meant to cause harm.

BUT despite all of her sensitives and rather naive and soft personality, she is a werewolf and she comes from a line of alpha werewolves. My take on werewolves with Ellie is... Alphas are born, and if you aren't born an alpha, the likelihood of you ever being able to take that roll is low. Ellie is a mess of genetics and nurture, the "nurture" part of her is... Well, everything above. The genetic part of her is that she is an alpha werewolf, and when it comes down to it, "weak" and "vulnerable" will never be your lasting impression of her.

She's more likely to lash out and lose control than she is to actually shut down and hide when faced with her triggers, and the more she is pushed, the more likely it is that she's going to turn violent.

She will never be a follower, she will never be in a werewolf pack as the "werewolf who takes orders from the alpha." She may be docile but that doesn't mean she doesn't naturally know how to take charge and lead, nor does it mean people will be able to take advantage of her. She's docile until you bait the monster in her.