#post-materialists

[claramelooo]

Hi! Do you perhaps have a masterlist? Thank you!

I didn't, but I created just bc you asked for it haha

Jokes aside, I was already creating one to make your lives easier. So here it is.

MASTERLIST

Wanda Maximoff (+18)

Velvet Chains

Read on Ao3

Prologue

Pretador

The Prey

On your knees

The Spider

The Lamb

Pure Crimson

Dependece

Passion

Revenge

Control

Consequences

Love

CRIMSON REVERIE

PROLOGUE

ENVY

MULTIVERSAL ANCHOR

FUEL

SPARK

FIRE

DAWN

POWER

SIGHTS

POETRY

LOVE

UNKNOWN

SHINE

SOLIS

HARMONY

OBLIVION

INFINITY

Natasha Romanoff (+18)

Story in production

WandNat (+18)

Script in construction

Agatha Harkness (+18)

CHECKMATE

Listen the playlist here: Checkmate

Prologue

Pawn

Promotion

Queen

Rio Vidal (+18)

Script in construction

AgathaRio (+18)

WOVEN FATES

Listen the playlist here: Woven Fates

Read on Ao3

Prologue

Fascination

Attraction

Lust

Control

Domain

Desire

Surrender

Home

Belonging

Art I

Art II

Fragile I

Fragile II

Source

The truth

Selfishness

Amélie

Love

Curse

Fate

~*~

All stories do not necessarily have to follow this order!!!

Tag list <3

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[comradeocean]

"I have found myself talking out loud to you, hoping you can hear me" is a bonkers way for a celebrity to begin a public memorial statement less than 24 hrs after the death happened by someone who has possibly not personally spoken to the dead person in question for almost ten years. I cannot stop thinking about it.

In 2013, Channel 4 did a documentary called Crazy About One Direction that featured a number of high octane waaaay out there fans. I think the band was asked about it during an interview; Louis and the others basically disavowed it, saying it was an unfair representation of girls who like One Direction and the fanbase in general. He wasn't being totally selfless in sticking up for the fans, because some of those girls were profoundly sad and lonely, maybe unwell. And if your mission is to be marketed as a fun-loving carefree boyband, the last thing you'd want to be associated with are young, maladjusted, friendless girls.

Anyway, at one point, one of the girls interviewed says:

Twitter is like a prayer place. When you go to a prayer place, you feel like you’re connected to God. So when you’re on twitter, you feel like you’re connected to 1D. You just have hope. [audio description alt-text: an image of Louis as Jesus Christ]

Zayn is also the only one of the boys to have crossposted his message to twitter.

The thing about One Direction being an accident, sure, a manufactured accident, but an accident nonetheless, is that they were guileless going in, and it showed. I've been mainlining old videos this week, trying to compare those early xfactor days with their contemporaries who were trying to break out around the same time. With everyone else, it was always a band full of Liams: intensely driven little freaks. Sorry, freak is maybe too mean a word to describe that particular mix of hunger and desperation to be accomplished, to be famous, and at the bottom of it all: to be liked. There's been a conscious shaping of the persona in service of those goals: they've learned to dance, to perform, to give pitches, soundbites, hit camera marks on cue. Most of them were also older, in their early to mid twenties. It's not inconceivable to imagine such a trajectory for the most diehard theatre kid you knew from school who decided after uni or whatever ~ to follow their dreams ~. That was the more typical boyband background. (not Liam though. lad was fourteen. he was closer to another subspecies of the genus: the child star)

And 1D in contrast were unpracticed, unstudied, as Zayn put it in that slightly off-kilter way of his (which I always imagine to be indicative of a disjunction between the vocabulary one encounters in school and what everyone around them is used to speaking), "novice children."

Like, truly, they did not give a fuck cos it hadn't yet occurred to them they were supposed to. Liam aside, industry norms were a complete mystery to them, and for many years, they managed to inhabit that sweet spot of flippancy without contempt, whether it was about the project, themselves, or their audience. Liam tells the story about being the go-between for xfactor stylists and the boys and getting into so much trouble on their behalf for wearing human-sized babygrows during a video diary. "Because Westlife would never wear those." [The punchline he then delivers is that Westlife members were pictured wearing onesies soon after. (quite possibly due to how viral anything 1D-related got)]

The boys were so immature. The whole boyband thing had fallen into their laps. They were just happy to be there! This thing that they didn't even know they wanted, they somehow got, and it took the shape of four other boys in exactly the same situation. It comes across very strongly how taken they were with themselves and each other. Find yourself a guy who looks at you the way blah Larry Stylinson blah blah Ziam blah blah blah. Never mind that cos they were all actually so hyped with each other. Any time any of them says anything remotely clever, or funny, or notable, the rest of them lose their shit like they're in on the same hilarious joke. Even if there was no actual joke. Their entire existence at that point was the joke bc how on earth had they landed from where they'd been — small deadend towns hollowing out from deindustrialization — to where they ended up — the xfactor house headed for the very top about to win it all, in the way they did — saved from bootcamp elimination at the last minute, with who they did — four other working class boys they would have never been friends with in another life. It must have been a high like a kind of limerence, like finding long lost family members on the exact same wavelength, like love.

And that was the other key thing about the stratospheric rise of One Direction. We didn't love One Direction only because we loved this or that member. We loved them because they loved each other, because they loved themselves, because they loved us. And they used the internet to show it.

In 2010, mass social media platforms were in their nascence, which is to say, the exploration of how to be a person, with other people, online, at a broad level not limited to specific subcultures, was in its nascence. For many years now, given the levels of extreme over-exposure, the dominant mood has become the mortifying ordeal of being perceived and so on. We've somehow all adopted mini-celebrity mindsets of our own, weary of being exposed to the maw of an unseen public. To be known is to be surveilled.

But the boys individually and at the collective level invited surveillance back then. Because the inverse — to be surveilled is to be known — seemed more relevant for that moment, at the beginning. They made a point of living their newfound lives at least partially online.

They were constantly on twitter, they livestreamed with a dedication that rivaled x-factor video producers, and none more so than Liam. It was already reality tv, this was just the next bleeding edge of "real": the unfiltered, unedited, direct sharing of yourself and what you loved in the last days of the old free-as-in-freedom internet.

When they said, over and over again, that it was all about the fans, it was meant in a very literal sense. Social media and the reality it created produced a feedback loop between the love they had for each other and the band, and the love we had for them, until it was inseparable: their relationships, our relationships, the process itself. Parasociality as it is currently manifested might have found its first mass expression through One Direction.

In separate interviews from This is Us (2013) deleted scenes, Liam and Louis say that Zayn wears his heart on his sleeve. Yet within the best-friends-slash-brothers-for-life schema cultivated as the One Direction vibe, he did not seem necessarily exceptional in his frequent declarations of love and fellow-feeling for various band mates. What he did ultimately end up doing was pulling the trigger on the contractual form their relationships were bound within, such that the I-love-you's inevitably passed from unpracticed to rote to a mandatory matter of their livelihoods. Someone had to be the first to explicitly and consciously decide that this "love" was no longer something they could continue participating in.

From the same set of deleted interview, in a somewhat fitting twist of symmetry, Louis and Zayn go on and on (much longer than Niall or Harry) about how Liam had been the serious and sensible one, but they've managed to corrupt him a little. It makes sense to assume that Zayn is referring to the band in general, but one can also read it to mean the two of them specifically, being the eldest, and their meta-cognition of the terms and conditions imposed by One Direction as a phenomenon.

The love the members of One Direction had for each other and the band and the fans was undeniably "real." The making of that "realness" was conditioned by the x factor throwing together four boys who had very little reference for what the fuck they had gotten themselves into, and Liam. Liam was the intermediary. He was already a creature twisted up and contorting, trying his level best to wedge himself into whatever spaces there could be found in the juggernaut of the entertainment industry. His neuroses and anxieties made the rest of One Direction possible, made One Direction "real" and "not like the other boybands" because that DNA, that what-not-to-do instruction manual could just be crammed into him, and the rest of them could be let loose into the world, unburdened by expectation, free to not give a fuck.

Louis and Zayn's raw, unpolished, typo-ridden letters were the most direct and irrefutable way they knew to swear fidelity to the boy they knew, the band they built, and the lives they lived together. The unfathomable ether of the internet, of the fans, of the massed publics seen and unseen made them, it destroyed their senses of self in ways they could weather until they couldn't, and it's into this ether they send their words, their grief, something real of themselves. Because in the universe of One Direction, this is the orthopraxis by which one proclaims one's faith and one's hopes. This is the prayer place that transcends distance, time, even death. This is how their brother could somehow, some way, still feel their love.

[freakshaped]

saw a post about how abby is materialistic bc she wants a birkin and how mel isn't materialistic bc she's xyz

in my mind, if abby said she wanted a birkin it was more just some sarcastic passive-aggressive thing she said to her husband who has absolutely no idea what her needs or wants are, and bc he is not tuned into that, he went "oh i guess my wife wants a purse"

let's not villainize a female character we only have secondhand info about. she deserves a husband who gets her and looks at her the way her husband is currently looking at a younger woman

[kaibacorpintern]

i have a complaint that's really minor in the scheme of things but you know i love to be pedantic. too many posts and comments saying kaiba invented "time travel."

kaiba did NOT invent TIME TRAVEL. he did not go three thousand years back into the past to see Atem. time travel is beginner shit.

he DID invent TEARING A HOLE IN THE FABRIC OF SPACE-TIME TO ENTER THE ANCIENT EGYPTIAN REALM OF DEATH, which is a totally different thing, and implies something way cooler and metaphysically/spiritually challenging than time travel, which is that many dimensions exist alongside ours, and maybe death is just one of those dimensions, and dying is perhaps merely a process of moving irreversibly from one dimension to another.

yugioh is fantasy, except for the blaring and inescapable klaxon of science fiction that is kaiba. this has been my PSA (pedantic service announcement)

[ophthalmotropy]

My mutuals circle is an echo chamber but not in the way you'd think. I take one step outside and the first person I talk to uses airquotes around the word "people" when talking about someone undesirable, calls people degenerates, refers to criminals as monsters, exalts the virtues of brutal punitive justice, just "cannot understand" why someone would take drugs, uses the term "NPC" to refer to real-life human beings, and attributes sexual abuse to some intangible quality of depravity.

[divine-radqueerz]

The urge to just beg for things I want people to buy for me...

I just constantly Want things, and I don't have any money, so I can't get them.

It sure would be nice tho if someone could buy me Discord Nitro... or like some Steam games or something....

It's not gonna happen, but I can dream.

[spiderbitesandvampirevenom]

within Leftist circles, much is said about the detestable White Maoist. however, one seldom hears about the equally inimical White Marxist. Curious...

[ravenkings]

[frociaggine]

[akshi-the-nirmata]

I had this limited edition of Swiss Knife my uncle gifted to my mum, years old rusting in some cabinet and I thought "Wow, let's clean this and keep it with me"

It got stolen

[zuzuzolsstuff]

Welcome to my blog

FINALLY, pinned post! (been procrastinating this one)

Here's a quick runaround

• I go by Zo or Zu, either is fine✨

• I post my art here ,mostly fanart + reblog posts I like

• Current fandom is 'obey me' so you'll see mostly that but I might draw for other media I like too

• the little astronaut up there is my Sona, I guess I'll draw them too along side my personal OC

Now let's get to some rules and things to know to keep this place lawful

• English isn't my first language so please spare me, I'm trying my best (⁠´⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠.̫⁠ ⁠.⁠ ⁠`⁠)

• I happily accept requests (as long as kept family friendly) and you can slide in my asks to chat anytime!

• my art is tagged under ...#myart

• Don't be a creep

• Don't be rude

• be respectful to everyone

• expect to be blocked if you don't follow the previous 3 points, this blog is made purely for fun after all

[silusvesuius]

N*loth is literally prime NPD representation and that's just how it is. Dat's just how i feel . if iiiiiii hear anyhing ab him needing to be humbled or put in his place i'll just tear my hair out right here and match his look. not even trying to lift him up or defend him i'm just defending the mentally ill skajrim characters nobody wants to understand,

[xx-cherry-cola-xx]

she is me. I am her <3

[purebbyfawn]

i think i’ll die if all my big dreams just remain in my dreams

[dandyshucks]

hello hi i miss u all and i rly rly rly appreciate that ppl have been kind to me here. i wish i could say i will be back properly soon but honest to god i think i am going to have to exist in cockroach-survival mode for ... however long it takes to get out of this house. unfortunately that will likely take a year or two (bc waiting lists are loooong and available subsidized rental units are in very short supply in my town). and saying that, i know ppl will likely not stick around that long if i'm just inactive entirely and i absolutely do not blame them fdsjkl, but also i hope i can be active a little bit here and there so i can somewhat keep up w ppl and like. maintain friendships at least a little bit.

i wish i had better news, i wish i had something hopeful to say, i wish i had something fun to bring to the table but that is just not the cards i'm being dealt lately. trying to do the best w what i've got but. yeah. the situation is honestly Very Bad rn. with no exaggeration and in all honesty, it is quite simply all i can do to just make it through each day.

i hope everyone else is doing like... at least a little better than i am fdsjkl, and i hope good things come your way if you are reading this 💗

[ultraadespairr]

Watching edits and coming up with a qoute so good you need to sit down to suck yourself off